Author: Battle of Tiandu

The sword-eyed monk who took the token was slightly stunned when he heard this, but he still looked at the token in his hand carefully.

There was nothing unusual or fraudulent about this token, and it was immediately returned by casting a spell.

"Okay, you have no problem, you can pass".

"You, you, and you," the sword-eyed man pointed at the other eight behind the scarred man.

"You also take out the tokens and check them for me."

The scarred man first confessed his guilt, then turned around and said loudly to the person behind him:

"Junior brothers, take out the token and show it to this senior brother."

"Yes, Senior Brother", everyone took out their tokens without hesitation, and stepped forward to hand over their respective tokens to the disciples guarding the checkpoint for inspection.

The scarred man immediately smiled, walked towards the sword-eyed man who was supposed to be the leader guarding the checkpoint, and quietly handed over a storage bag.

"Thank you brother for letting me go, a little meaning, not a tribute, after we complete this mission, there will definitely be a heavy gift."

At this moment, the Jianmei monk who was guarding the checkpoint took the storage bag with his hand, and intentionally or unintentionally reversed the weight of the storage bag in his hand, feeling that there were a lot of spirit stones in the storage bag.

Then he whispered in his ear: "You are quite good at being a man!"

"Senior brother, you are too elevated to me, I really don't dare, we are also acting on orders, I hope that Senior Brother will let me go soon, and our group will complete the task as soon as possible."

The scar man whispered with a smile.

"It depends on how you understand the rules, it's easy to talk and talk." The sword-eyed man immediately turned around and beckoned to the other disciples who were checking at the moment, "You don't need to check it, let them all go."

After those disciples had the words of the leader, they also terminated the examination of the other eight.

Nine disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect who pretended to be quickly passed through the level and hurried towards the direction of the valley.

"Why don't you check carefully, if there is any accident, we will inevitably be implicated." The round-faced disciple looked at the nine people who had left, and said with some concern.

"Little junior brother, you have a lot of heart, even if there is a monk who can't open his eyes, if he dares to break into the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb, he will die inside, today there is a master in the sect, I heard that he is still a Jindan female monk."

The sword-eyed man said unconcernedly. However, he inadvertently, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was something wrong with his mouth.

"I see, then it's no big deal", the disciple suddenly realized when he heard this, and he was a lot more relieved.

The nine of them kept moving forward at a high speed, and when the nine of them were still a little bit away from the valley.

"Stop, it's getting late, who asked you to come, why are you here late at night." A beautiful woman in colorful clothes suddenly appeared and asked loudly.

When the nine people heard the sound, they immediately stopped, and looked at the woman in colorful clothes at a loss.

At this moment, it was a disciple with a scar on his face, he took a few steps forward, and said respectfully: "Senior, we are on the orders of the head of the sect to come to the Heavenly Sword Tomb to get the sword."

"I'm here to get the sword, isn't the time to get the sword yet?, do you have a token of the master?" the beautiful woman first glanced at the nine people, and asked with a little doubt.

The scarred man's mind turned sharply, and he immediately said: "If the token is there, I will take it out immediately and show it to the seniors", the man said, and he was about to reach out and take it out of his arms.

The beautiful woman's gaze at the moment was only staring at the scar disciple in front of her, and she didn't pay attention to the other monks behind the man.

It was too late, but it was fast, and between the lightning and flint, suddenly a strange human bone sword suddenly stabbed from behind, and the speed was amazing.

At this moment, on the body of the flying sword, a cold and piercing aura suddenly emerged, and it also emitted the wailing sound of a hundred ghosts, and stabbed towards the beautiful woman's head at great speed.

Seeing this, the beautiful woman's pupils suddenly shrank, she was not a vegetarian, she reacted immediately, and with a quick move with her big hand, a round mirror the size of a watermelon was impressively blocked in front of her, and a halo of light opened up, blocking the woman behind her.

The woman in colorful clothes immediately slapped the storage bag on her waist again, and took out a reckless flying sword at a very fast speed, and blocked it against the stabbing human bone sword.

There was a sharp bang.

The two swords collided in an instant, like the tip of a needle against a wheat, making a huge sound of gold and iron clashing, and the surrounding air trembled.

At this moment, the thick-eyed monk who used the human bone sword looked cold, the corners of his mouth floated, and he mocked with disdain:

"It's just a low-level magic weapon, and I also want to resist my human bone sword, don't waste time with you, you can die for me!"

The thick-eyebrow man suddenly shot a black light into his flying sword, and the black light of the human bone sword was confronted, and its power increased instantly, and a terrifying and powerful sword intent rippled out.

With a whining wind, it was like thousands of unjust souls crying, making a disturbing wail, which made people feel frightened and erect.

The mind of the beautiful woman in colorful clothes at this time was disturbed by the terrifying power that erupted from the human bone sword, and the power of her divine sense failed to control the reckless flying sword in the middle of the confrontation.

The next moment, its sword body was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and then, the sword body exploded with a bang, and then broke inch by inch.

At this moment, the human bone sword suddenly stabbed into the mirror on the beautiful woman's chest with an unstoppable trend.

With a click, the small sound of the mirror shattering came out, and it also failed to resist the flying human bone sword.

At this time, the beautiful woman wowed and spit out a mouthful of blood, but she still used all the power of her divine sense to dispel the howl of ghosts and wolves in her ears.

Suddenly, the tip of the human bone flying sword appeared in his eyes, only half a foot away from his head, and the woman in colorful clothes was already frightened.

She thought of how she could be stabbed to death by this sword, a Jindan monk.

Immediately cast a spell to pinch it, and a handkerchief-like magic weapon burst out from the storage ring on the middle finger of the beautiful woman, and the handkerchief instantly turned into an invisible wall of light, blocking the stabbing human bone sword.

"I still underestimate you, it seems that the Jindan period monks of the Supreme Sword Sect are not all waste, there are still one or two monks who are worthy of my shot",

The scar monk, who was about to take out the token, said with some surprise when he saw this.

"Who are you, why did you trespass on the forbidden land of Heavenly Sword Peak", the beautiful woman in colorful clothes who was struggling to resist behind the wall of light at the moment asked.

The thick-eyebrow man who controlled the human bone sword laughed and said, "What person"?

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu Xing doesn't change his name or surname, Demon Heaven Pavilion Wulong is also, what's the matter, Wen Yiqiu Daoyou, I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, don't you know Lao Tzu?"

"It turned out to be you, more than a hundred years ago, I couldn't kill all the remnants of your Demon Heaven Pavilion, which is my biggest regret for Wen Yiqiu."

The woman in colorful clothes gritted her teeth and said with resentment:

"You demon monks, if you dare to kill me, the great elder of the sect will not let you dogs go."

"I'm so scared, as long as we complete the final task, a mere early infant monk can rely on me." While the thick-eyebrow man spoke, he immediately increased his mana to urge the human bone sword.

"Wulong Daoyou, why bother talking nonsense with her to kill her, time is pressing, it is important to complete the task of rescuing the ancestor first",

The scarred man, who originally wanted to make a move, turned to Wu Long, who was controlling the human bone sword, and commanded.

"Just rely on Baili Daoyou", Wu Long said, and a black long knife flashed under the black light in his hand.

At this moment, the black knife body that appeared impressively was engraved with a demon beast similar to a coiling dragon, with fangs and claws lifelike.

Under the urging of Wu Long's mana, the black knife was instantly coiled with an arc of electricity, stabbing sound, and a terrifying power of thunder and lightning instantly filled the blade.

Towards Wen Yiqiu in the distance, it was a slash, and at the moment when the black knife was chopped, a crescent sword formed by thunder and lightning swept towards Wen Yiqiu.