Chapter 122: Against Hundred Swords
As for why Pang Chen wanted to kill Wu Yu, the reason is very simple and complicated, the simple thing is that Pang Chen thought that the pill given by Shang Jingyun was in Wu Yu's hands.
That's exactly the six-pin pill he needs, of course he is not stupid, this is only secondary, what really made Pang Chen decide to get rid of Wu Yu was because of what Pei Junfeng came back to say to him.
Pei Junfeng came back and found Pang Chen for a while, he really didn't believe in Wu Yu's spiritual root, although it was only a mere lower grade spiritual root, but Pei Junfeng hated Wu Yu to death, even if it was a lower grade spiritual root Pei Junfeng wanted Wu Yu to have.
is more jealous, even if he Wu Yu has the most rubbish lower grade spiritual root, but how can he have two masters, originally Han Jinglan accepted Wu Yu as an apprentice, which already made him very unhappy, and now there is another Shang Jingyun.
This made Pei Junfeng very jealous, and he also began to wonder if Wu Yu had any strange treasures on him. It can give birth to spiritual roots.
"Master, I saw it clearly in Bai Yuan City, that kid didn't have a spiritual root at all. Pei Junfeng said to Pang Chen.
"What's going on?" Pang Chen frowned.
Pang Chen was also very puzzled about Pei Junfeng's constant targeting of the kid named Wu Yu, Pei Junfeng was a high-grade spiritual root genius, why did he always have to target an ordinary disciple who only had a low-grade spiritual root.
But speaking of that ordinary disciple, it doesn't look ordinary, he can be Han Jinglan's apprentice, and he was also accepted as an apprentice by Shang Jingyun, what kind of ability does that kid have.
Pang Chen didn't believe that Han Jinglan and Shang Jingyun were blind and couldn't see genius and waste clearly.
Pei Junfeng saw Pang Chen's expression of interest, and his heart was excited, and he said in his heart: "Wu Yu, Wu Yu, aren't you crazy, I have to make you better off alive than dead!"
Pei Junfeng's eyes flashed with a ruthless color, and he told Pang Chen everything that happened in Bai Yuancheng in detail.
After Pang Chen listened, a look of thought appeared on his face, he was not worried that Pei Junfeng was lying to him, he was thinking about the strangeness of this matter.
Why Han Jinglan accepted this kid has always puzzled him.
Pei Junfeng saw that after he finished speaking, Pang Chen was indifferent, and couldn't help but be a little anxious.
"Master, what the apprentice said is the truth, that kid definitely has some secret treasure or something, otherwise how could he grow a spiritual root in such a short period of time!"
Pang Chen's brows furrowed, could this kid in front of him be mentally retarded, if he hadn't seen his talent for the spiritual root with his own eyes, Pang Chen would have thought that this kid was a brainless waste.
Pang Chen waved his hand and interrupted Pei Junfeng and said, "Okay, I know about this, you go down first!"
"Master......" Spectrum Subtraction still wanted to say something, but seeing Pang Chen's displeased expression, he still swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.
This was okay just now, why did it suddenly change, Pei Junfeng was very puzzled, could it be that he used too much force just now? Pei Junfeng began to reflect in his heart.
Waiting for Pei Junfeng to leave, Pang Chen muttered in a low voice: "The treasure that can grow a spiritual root in such a short period of time, it seems that that kid is not so useless, it's a bit interesting." ”
A strange smile appeared on Pang Chen's face, as if he was talking to himself: "Han Jinglan, although Shang Jingyun doesn't know what the old man is doing, this kid is a pathfinder to be the old man!"
Inside the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb, Wu Yu confronted these hundreds of flying swords, which seemed to be the calm before the storm.
Wu Yu was no longer thinking about why he had attracted the attack of these swords.
At this moment, he has discovered something even more strange or magical.
After he carefully observed the silver-white long sword, he found that the sword was also paying attention to him.
This was a very wonderful feeling, as if the sword had given birth to spiritual intelligence, Wu Yu rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"My good man, this sword has become a refinement!"
The silver-white sword made a loud humming sound as if it understood Wu's words, expressing its dissatisfaction.
Seeing this, Wu Yu was even more shocked in his heart, does this sword still belong to the category of spiritual weapons, this TM has its own consciousness.
Spirituality and the generation of spiritual intelligence are completely different things, and the gap between the two is also very great.
"Xiao Luo, are you there, come out quickly, if you don't come out, I'm going to be pierced by ten thousand swords. ”
Wu Yu roared in his heart, hoping that Xiao Luo would usually appear, but reality gave him a major blow, no matter how he shouted in his mind, Xiao Luo did not appear as usual.
"Another critical moment and another chain!" Wu Yu was indignant in his heart. 、
No matter how angry Wu Yu was at the moment, those swords coming at him would not wait for him to be ready.
Don't break the situation of confrontation, it was broken by Wu Yugang's words, and with the incessant vibration of the silver long sword, it drove the hundreds of swords around it to vibrate even more.
The sword was like the leader of the hundred swords, ready to command the attack.
Wu Yu tried his best to stabilize his panicked mind, now that Xiao Luo can't go on, the outside may not be aware of the changes that happened here, otherwise he would have rushed in a long time ago.
Now Wu Yu can only rely on himself, but how long can he last, it's not that Wu Yu doesn't have confidence, but there are too many opponents, more than a dozen swords are okay, and now there are hundreds.
Wu Yu is estimated to be pierced into a hedgehog.
Wu Yu took a deep breath, looked around, and a worn-out kitchen knife appeared in his hand.
"I can only fight to the death!" Wu Yu said to himself.
Resist the fire and launch it with all its might, there are dozens of swords among the hundred swords, and they begin to shake violently at the same time, and dozens of fiery red spiritual power of different thicknesses and shades of color surging towards Wu Yu.
This time it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the silver longsword hummed sharply, as if it was in season.
In an instant, the sword was left, and the sword flashed, and it began to surround quickly around Wu Yu, which was to form a sword formation.
The sword formation, which has no monks at all, if outsiders see it, I don't know how many people's eyes will be shocked.
Wu Yu looked at this sword formation, and said in his heart: "Capture the thief and capture the king first!"
Wu Yu knew that it was impossible for him to fight against hundreds of spirit swords, and if he wanted to survive, there was only one way, to take down the silver and white long sword, so that Wu Yu could have a glimmer of life.
But Wu Yu looked at the sword array for a long time, but he didn't find the silver-white long sword, what was going on.
Wu Yu turned his gaze beyond the sword array, his pupils contracted, and he found the silver-white long sword, but at this time, it made him unbelievable.
The silver-white long sword did not participate in the sword formation at all, but the entire sword body was bent, binding the dozens of spirit swords that had been drained of the residual spiritual power by Wu Yu, as if they were absorbing something.
Obviously, this sword is a soft sword, and when he saw the soft sword, Wu Yu remembered Han Jinglan's one, is this a coincidence?
"This sword has really become a refinement!" Wu Yu sighed again.
At this time, Wu Yu didn't think much about it, and after a few turns, the sword array launched an attack on Wu Yu.
Those fire-attribute spiritual powers were forcibly attached to the kitchen knife in his hand by Wu Yu with a fire resistance.
Wu Yu yelled at the hundreds of spirit swords that attacked: "Come on, Lao Tzu's knife is already hungry and thirsty!"