Chapter 239: The White Sword Reappears
[Sorry for the late update.] I don't know what I ate, acute gastroenteritis, people are too uncomfortable, I'm sorry. Today is still the fifth watch. 】
The night in the Ancient City is very quiet, but this silent night is the best time for the thieves to act.
Most of the so-called thieves are warriors who have gone the wrong way, so they all have extraordinary strength, and it is easy to steal ordinary people's financial treasures.
The top thieves are all storm warriors from the Martial Arts Temple, and they use wind spirit magic to make their actions haunted and come and go without a trace, not to mention the financial treasures of ordinary people, even the treasures of the martial arts are also at their fingertips.
In the huge ancient city of Taihuang, there are always so many people in black clothes shuttling through the streets and alleys every night.
In the darkness, a man in black stepped into the house of a warrior in the breeze, and he walked around the courtyard leisurely, and then entered a few rooms casually, coming and going without alarming anyone.
It's just that this warrior's family didn't have anything to take that he was satisfied with, and after slipping around, he came out empty-handed.
Suddenly, a white figure appeared in front of him in the night sky.
The thief did not panic because of the sudden appearance of the person, but he frowned at the person in front of him.
"Didn't you say that you wouldn't find the same person a second time, and were you still interested in the power of the wind in me?" the thief leaned against the wall and quippedly looked at the red-faced monster in front of him.
Redface took out a long box from his white robe and handed it to him.
"A treasure for you. Redface said.
"Treasure?" the thief was about to open it excitedly, but Redface suddenly reached out and stuffed a small blue pill into his mouth.
"What did you give me??? thief dropped the box in his hand, and glared with anger on his face.
"Rest assured. Not poison. Just to add a memory to your memory. Redface said.
"Memory??" the thief shook his head against the wall. Hesitantly: "You mean I stole the white sword? No, when will I ......?"
The thief shook his head, and the expression on his face changed.
"Hehe, it's a pity that I haven't taken a good look at such a powerful treasure for so long, I heard that Chen Ling dominated the Three Lions Club with the white sword. Laughing excitedly, he crouched down and picked up the long box.
A coldness flashed in the red-faced eyes on the side, and the figure disappeared into the night sky. As if he hadn't been there at all, the thief hadn't even noticed that there was anyone nearby, and he didn't even know that he had just met.
Now, he only sees the treasure in his hand.
Excited and nervous, he opened the long box, and the white sword was wrapped in a black cotton cloth, and he lifted the black cloth, and a white sword inside was completely displayed in front of him.
He excitedly picked up the white sword, and his body trembled with excitement.
He gently injected spiritual energy into the white sword, and the white sword was immediately wrapped in a layer of blood qi, and a powerful force was released. The intense and uncontrollable sense of oppression made him even more excited.
"Hahahaha, this sword is finally mine!!" the thief chuckled excitedly.
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Inside the inn. Da Gu raised his head suddenly, and Chen Ling's head was also arched by it.
"Big brother, the white sword has appeared. Dagu said excitedly.
"Where, let's go!" Chen Ling instantly sobered up and rushed out of the room without saying a word.
Da Gu flapped his wings to lead the way in front, and the two quickly left the house.
"Chen Ling in the middle of the night, where are you going?" Yiren was awakened by him and ran out of the room and shouted, but unfortunately Chen Ling had already run away and didn't hear her say anything at all.
Seeing him in such a hurry, Yiren hurriedly went back to change his clothes and chased him out.
On the deserted street, Da Gu flew in the air, Chen Ling chased after him, and ran for more than two hours, Da Gu took Chen Ling to a small alley.
At the end of the alley is a remote and uninhabited hut, which looks very simple from the outside, just an ordinary broken wooden house that cannot be used in ordinary wooden planks, and there is a dim light inside, which looks like a place where wanderers live.
"It's here, underground. Dagu said affirmatively.
Chen Ling clenched his fists, angry, and the power of the violent wind broke out of his body, and with a slap in the air, the wind swept through, and the cabin was instantly powdered, revealing the floor paved in the troubled times.
Da Gu flew into the air, and a fireball spewed out from his mouth and exploded directly on the ground, with a bang, the ground was full of rubble, revealing a passage on the ground.
Before Chen Ling could enter, a black figure flew out of the cave.
"Chen Ling, you finally came to the door, hahahaha. The black-clothed thief stood in the air with a white sword in his hand and laughed wildly.
"Did you steal my sword?" Chen Ling also flew into the air and looked at him coldly.
This person is obviously a storm warrior, but the strange thing is that he can't feel any power from him, neither his strength level, nor the traces of his use of power.
No wonder Dagu didn't find out when he entered the house to steal the white sword.
"Such a good thing should be given to people with real strength, how can the strength of your mere first-order martial sect control such a powerful weapon?" Let it be given to me!" The black-clothed thief laughed and said: "Now that the white sword is in my hands, my strength is already stronger than yours, you are not my opponent, it is my problem that I stole your sword, but if I don't kill you now, when we are even, you still have to go back, otherwise ......"
"Otherwise, you still want to kill me?" Chen Ling's eyes were cold, and he said: "Give you a piece of advice, send the sword to me honestly, I can leave you a whole corpse, if you dare to go to war, I will crush your bones and scatter ashes!"
"Hahahaha, what a big breath! I dare to steal your sword, I won't be afraid of your people!" The black-clothed thief made an offensive gesture and said excitedly: "I haven't dared to use it after hiding it for so long, and today Lao Tzu will use this sword to kill his original master!"
Saying that, the black-clothed thief frantically injected spiritual energy into the white sword, and in an instant, the blood and qi surged to cover the sky and the moon, and the black-clothed thief endured the strong pressure and swept out with a sword, and the blood qi frantically surged towards Chen Ling.
In the blood, thousands of spirit beasts roared and roared wildly, as if they were going to tear apart the heavens and the earth and tear apart all things.
"Use my sword to kill me, you idiot!" Chen Ling was expressionless, did not dodge or dodge, volleyed in the air, and walked towards the surging blood-red sword qi step by step, surging away with murderous aura.
The blood qi was getting closer and closer to Chen Ling, but an unexpected situation appeared.
The closer the blood qi got to Chen Ling, the weaker their strength became, and the closer those angry roaring voices got to Chen Ling, the weaker they became, as if they were approaching an even more terrifying force, which made them these powerful spirit beasts dare not be presumptuous.
When the blood-colored sword qi reached Chen Ling's face, the angry roaring voice had disappeared.
Chen Ling shook his hand, and the blood-colored sword qi spread out in front of him. (To be continued......)