Chapter 8: Three-Foot Sword
"Buzz~Buzz~~"
The paper ghost king Pu Fan's big palm opened, revealing a small black hole in the palm, and it was about to press its hand directly on the top of Dugu Yu's head.
Suddenly.
A sword roar sounded.
When everyone heard the sound, they saw that the paper ghost king's hand stopped on the top of Dugu Yu's head, and a sword tip pierced out of its back.
Looking at the iron sword that pierced him, the paper ghost king had an unconcealable stunned expression on his face.
"This, this feeling, you are ......"
However, before the paper ghost king could finish speaking, another rough voice sounded.
"Fortunately, this time it was just right, the little paper ghost gave Lao Tzu death!"
As he drank, the sloppy man suddenly appeared behind the Paper Ghost King, holding a tawny rune paper in his hand and slapping it on the back of the Paper Ghost King.
The appearance of this sloppy man was too sudden, beyond everyone's expectations, and even the paper ghost king didn't react.
Moreover, at this time, it was still immersed in the terrifying coercion it felt from the Dugu Yu Sword, and when it found that a person appeared behind it, it was already late, and the rune paper had already been pasted behind it, exuding a terrifying aura that made the paper ghost king's whole body tremble.
"Not good! It's a thunder rune! ”
The terrified Paper Ghost King flew up and floated in the air, trying to reach out and grab the sloppy man's thunder talisman on its back.
However, before the Paper Ghost King could touch the thunder rune, a strange qi machine spread out from the rune paper with a purple arc.
"No!! Ahh......hh
The Paper Ghost King only had time to let out a terrible scream, and the purple light emitted by the thunder talisman behind it instantly became extremely dazzling.
Then I heard a boom, and the paper ghost king, who was originally invincible, was blown up into confetti flying all over the sky, and the entire hall was filled with black gas.
"This, this paper ghost king is dead like this? How is this possible! ”
The fat man looked at everything in front of him dumbfounded, and as soon as the paper ghost king died, he immediately sensed that his situation was not good.
This fat man has been following the paper ghost king as a prestige, and now that the paper ghost king is dead, he is afraid that his accomplice will be finished playing!
Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by the fragments blown up by the Paper Ghost King, the fat monk walked silently towards the door of the inn.
"Where do you want to go?"
Before the fat man could take a few steps, Dugu Yu's voice sounded in front of him again.
The body of the fake fat monk was stunned, he looked up at Dugu Yu, who was holding his arms and his eyes were cold, and his originally ugly face turned into flattery in a very short period of time:
"Oh, I misunderstood, this young man! To tell you the truth, in fact, I am also subject to the paper ghost king, I don't really covet those two girls, just to make the paper ghost king ......"
"Whew!"
Without waiting for the fat man to finish speaking, Lingling, who walked over, sneered and said: "You guy is really shameless, how are you, we all see it, and now you want to escape?" It's late! ”
After the sloppy man turned out to be the paper ghost king, his face showed joy, and he didn't pay attention to the meaning of Du Wenyang and the others, he grabbed a handful of scraps of paper from the paper ghost king on the ground, and his figure disappeared into the lobby of the inn.
"Huh?"
Seeing the sloppy man disappear, the gaze on the fat monk's face changed again, he originally thought that this sloppy man and Dugu Yu were in a group, and the paper ghost king was solved by others with one move, and he was definitely not an opponent.
But now it seems that this sloppy man is just here for the paper ghost king, and it has nothing to do with Dugu Yu's group.
Now that Dugu Yu, Lingling and others are all injured, the sloppy man is gone, the fat man suddenly has confidence, and his martial arts are not bad, why are you afraid of Dugu Yu and them?
Thinking like this, an unbridled smile appeared on the fat monk's face again.
"Hahaha, escape? Why should I run away? Can you stop me now? Not only am I not going to run away, I'm going to finish what I haven't done! ”
His eyes glanced at Lingling and Huang Li greedily, and the fat monk took a step, jumped up directly, and rushed towards Dugu Yu, who was closest to him.
The fat man's hand reached into his sleeve, and a cold dagger was grabbed in his palm and stabbed straight into Dugu Yu's heart.
"Young Master, be careful!"
"Be careful!"
With two exclamations, the sound of a sharp sword unsheathed suddenly sounded, and a white sword light flashed in front of everyone's eyes.
This sword ...... How can it be so fast......
Standing in front of Dugu Yu, the fat man holding the dagger looked at Dugu Yu blankly, with surprise and incomprehension in his eyes, he opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound, only blood gushed out.
Pulling the iron sword out of the fat man's throat, Dugu Yu was slightly panting, and he used his sword twice in a row with all his strength, pulling the injured chest, only to feel a tingling pain.
"Young Master, are you alright?"
Finding that there was something wrong with his young master, Lingling didn't care about his injuries, and rushed over directly to support Dugu Yu.
But when she really arrived in front of Dugu Yu, she was a little unstable because of her injuries and was supported by Dugu Yu.
"I'm sorry, young master, I wanted to come over and help you." Lingling scratched her head a little embarrassed.
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Dugu Yu, who was pale, pulled the corners of his mouth and signaled Lingling not to worry.
Huang Li looked at Lingling, who was supported by Dugu Yu, and the expression on her face was faintly displeased, but she didn't show anything and didn't speak.
"Who is that scruffy man?"
Guo Lang looked at the confetti everywhere, and then looked at the sky outside the inn that had become bright again, and he said with a complicated face:
"The power of his rune paper is really amazing, just use one, and destroy that paper ghost king."
At this time, Wen Yang's face also returned to normal, and when he heard Guo Lang's words, he thought about it seriously and said:
"That man should be a ghost exterminator, I once heard my brother say it at home, because the imperial court used heavy money and all kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures to offer rewards, looking for capable people to destroy ghosts."
"Later, a type of people who specialized in destroying ghosts everywhere were derived, and they were called ghost exterminators, and one of the ghost exterminators made a kind of magic talisman that specialized in dealing with ghosts."
"I think that sloppy man may be that master, or a disciple of that master, but this man's use of talismans against the paper ghost king is only relying on foreign objects after all, and it is not a great way."
As he spoke, Wen Yang's face showed a look of fascination, and he said with great longing: "As long as we enter the inner gate, then we can start to contact the true essence of the Sword Sect and learn the three-foot sword!" In front of the three-foot sword, this paper ghost king is equivalent to a piece of waste paper! ”
Hearing the three-foot sword, Guo Lang's face also showed a look of yearning, for those of them who came to the Sword Sect, the biggest goal was to be able to learn the three-foot sword.
They worked hard at the outer gate to earn contribution points to enter the inner gate, in order to obtain this secret skill, which has been called the treasure of the Zhenzong, the three-foot sword!
As the name suggests, after practice, as long as the long sword in your hand is straight, the tip of the sword can give birth to a sword that is up to three feet long and short and uncertain!
There are three levels of sword mang, and there are three colors. Not long after practice, the length is not more than one foot, it is considered the first class, and the color of the sword is blue, like the reflection of the lake, which is called "green mang".
And when the sword is practiced and enters the room, the length is more than one foot, until it is two feet, the sword on the tip of the sword looks like the morning sun, and this second class is called "dawn".
If the sword is practiced to the third level, the sword will become a pure white true color, and the length of the sword can no longer be limited, which is called "comet" at the highest level.
Dugu Yu has only been in the outer gate of the Sword Sect for nearly three years for the sake of this three-foot sword, and whether Dugu Yu can get the three-foot sword in the end is also related to a particularly important thing for him.
If Dugu Yu finally failed to enter the inner gate and successfully obtained the three-foot sword, then he ...... It's going to come at a huge cost!
"Hehe, don't worry, when we bring the black crystal back and complete the team task, we should all be able to enter the inner door!"
Wen Yang's face was full of bright smiles, his eyes were full of expectation, but no one knew that he still silently added in his heart:
"It's strange, you all have to die, and I am the only one who can enter the inner door this time!"
Guo Lang and Huang Li didn't notice anything unusual, and their faces showed anticipation.
Only Dugu Yu glanced at Wen Yang, who was smiling brightly, he looked down at the iron sword on his waist, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he didn't know what he thought of.
"Wow! The young master's face looks so good! I wish I could smile more in the future, and it would be better if I smiled at me......"
Lingling looked at Dugu Yu's side face with a expression, and her heart was full of thoughts.