Chapter Eighty-Six: A Sword Flying in the Sky
At this time, there was chaos in the cliff mansion. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
There was a sharp light flashing in the eyes of the Rusty Blade Sword, after so long of smelting, now it finally succeeded, and when he looked inside, there was a bronzed sword spirit in the rusty blade sword, the sword spirit's eyes were closed and his knees were cross-legged in the sword body, and the bronzed skin was as pure as copper water, and the muscles were strong, like a warrior who had been in a hundred battles. At this time, the sword spirit no longer had any consciousness, and stayed in the rusty blade sword, ready to wait for the summons of the catastrophe at any time.
What makes Wuqi feel a pity is that his cultivation is too low now, and he can't pull out the rusty blade sword, and the most important thing now is to find a safer cave to continue cultivating and improve his strength.
When he is enough to pull out the sword in his hand, he will find a chance to break out of the red beast's body, and it will be safer at that time.
Thinking like this in his heart, Wuzai turned around and came to the formation in front of the door of the cave, this invisible diaphragm formation, like a wall blocking the path of Wuzai's advance, the dagger inserted in the formation was still there without moving.
Seeing everything in front of him, Wu Zheng frowned slightly, and sighed secretly in his heart, what a powerful formation, to be able to seal the Great Ghost here for so many thousands of years, without a trace of damage, it is conceivable that the predecessors who arranged this formation back then had an incredible cultivation of a certain height.
Without thinking about it, Wuzai thought that he was not an indecisive person, looking at the dagger inserted in the formation, Wuzai studied it carefully for a while, and after confirming that the crack was correct, he flew up and stepped towards the dagger inserted in the formation.
I only heard a crisp click sound coming from under Wucao's feet, and the incomparably solid formation spread from Wucao's feet like cracked tempered glass at this moment.
Wuqi sighed in his heart, how stubborn this formation should be if it can still stand like this.
Immediately, he held the rusty blade sword in his hand, and the rusty blade scabbard smashed directly into the dagger that stretched out a few inches into the formation, only to hear a bang, there were countless energy turbulence in the cliff cave, and the formation in front of the door was finally cracked.
Without a catastrophe, he walked towards the outside of the cave with sturdy steps. Outside the cave, countless air turbulence rushed towards the cave like a river bursting the embankment, blowing the horns of the clothes without robbery, and the short hair in front of the forehead was also blown to the back of the head, and the resolute and delicate face was blown more clearly by the turbulence at this time.
In the endless turbulence, there is a small sword blade, cutting through the air and stabbing towards Wuqi at a speed like lightning, at this moment, if it is not for Wuzheng has taken caution and caution as a habit here, I am afraid that this small sword blade can stab Wujiao's head out of a bloody hole in an instant.
Looking at this sword blade from far and near, Wu Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth curled, and he held a rusty-bladed sword in his hand, directly blocking the flying blade.
Only a crisp sword roar was heard, and before the small blade that was easily blocked by Wuqi had not yet landed, Wuqi took a leap and directly crossed out of the cave, ignoring the turbulent air that kept rushing into the cave.
Standing outside the cave, looking at a man in black sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of him, his eyes closed, and a rusty sword across his legs, Wu Zheng could clearly remember that this man in black was the one who had been chasing him to the cave before.
The aura in this person's body is strong, and the aura that floats outside the body makes Wuzai feel extremely domineering, Wuzai frowns slightly, and it is extremely tricky to face such an opponent at this time.
He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the man in black opened his eyes slightly, looked at Wuqi with his two eyes fixedly, and said very coldly: The little thief from the mainland has some skills, and he can actually come out of the cliff mansion.
Wuqi smiled faintly: It's a fluke!!
The man in black ignored Wujiao's words and continued: Although you have some ability, but you have destroyed the Spell Cave Mansion cultivated by the disciples of our indigenous clan, I can't let you go, those Spell Cave Mansions were created by the patriarch after a lot of hard work, and you actually destroyed three.
In your heart, you can't imagine what a loss this will cause to our indigenous people, so you have to make up for all these losses today.
Now, if you know each other, hand over the three Spell Crystals, and I'll probably be glad I'll leave you with a whole corpse, if not...
The man in black did not continue, she proved with her own eyes that the consequences were unimaginable.
Wuqi ignored the intimidation of the man in black, and said with a faint smile: Everything in the world, those who have the ability can get it, and your name is not written in front of your cave house, what if I get it?
Hearing Wuqi say this, the man in black had a cold light on his face, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Looking for death"!!
Without any precautions, she jumped into the sky, holding the sword in both hands, only to hear a crisp sound, the sword was unsheathed, his hands were stretched straight, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wujiao.
This sword is several times faster than the small blade that sneaked up on Wujiao before, and the previous sword Wujiao can easily block it, firstly, because Wujiao is always paying attention, and secondly, the sword is not fast enough.
Now the sword in front of him is as fast as lightning, and it has started without any defense.
Wuqi secretly scolded this indigenous tribesman in his heart for being so insidious, but the tip of the sword had already arrived in front of him, Wuzai's face turned white, and he found that he was now unable to move, and it became impossible to avoid the vital points of his body at this time.
Wuzai thought in his heart, or what the ancestor said was right, he should have listened to this old man's words at that time, don't walk alone in the body of the red beast, the indigenous people are very cruel, and now they really let themselves meet.
Remorse!!
Just when Wuqi felt that his life was about to be explained, he heard a crisp birdsong, this birdsong was so crisp, so pleasant, he even felt that this birdsong was the most beautiful sound in the whole world.
No Ancestor !!
Although he doesn't like this old ghost from the mainland very much, but now that his life is hanging by a thread, how can he feel that this old ghost is so cute?
Just when the man in black thought that his sword could pierce Wuji's head out of a hole, something unexpected happened to him, he only felt that his whole body was enveloped by a powerful aura, which made his movements slow down several times, a stone fell on the sword he was holding, and with a crisp sword sound, the sword weighed like ten thousand catties and came out of his hand, broke into two, and fell to the ground.
The man in black took two steps back, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
The man in black looked at everything in front of him in a daze, only to see that the young man from the mainland in front of him was pale, the same dazed as him, the difference was that there was a reddish bird on the young man's shoulder, especially the bird's eyes, which were as bright red as blood.