Poison Arrow was puzzled but didn't dare to say much, he thought that Wu Xiaoyao would come out soon, but he never thought that it would not come out after a day, and Poison Arrow had no choice but to go back and explain the situation to Dongfang Sishao.

In the next few days, the poison arrow would wait outside the burial sword cliff every day, and every time he was disappointed, and finally he simply didn't come, the poison arrow was helpless, he had to wait, and wait for Wu Xiaoyao to come out to get what he wanted.

For three months, no one from the Burial Sword Cliff could enter again, and there was only one reason why they couldn't enter the Burial Sword Cliff, and that was that there were people inside who were choosing spiritual weapons!

No two people are allowed to enter the Burial Sword Cliff at the same time, this is the rule!

The rules are there, the seniors in the east are guarding, and the disciples who are qualified to enter the Burial Sword Cliff are waiting hard, and they all want to know who is inside and can't come out.

"Grandpa Dongfang, just let Mingzhu in! Mingzhu has been waiting for more than a month, and Grandpa Dongfang loves Mingzhu the most. ”

Oriental Pearl! The pearl of the palm of the owner of the Burial Sword Villa, the second sister of the four young people in the East, is nicknamed "Oriental Demon Girl".

Oriental Pearl is smart and clever, beautiful and has a great figure! These are all talked about by the disciples of the Burial Sword Villa, Oriental Pearl likes to play tricks on people's personality, many people have suffered losses and been deceived, as soon as she appeared, the disciples fled one after another!

A red combat suit outlines the perfect body of the Oriental Pearl, and the foxy eyes of the soul are exposed from time to time.

Oriental Pearl was annoyed, and after waiting for a month, Oriental Pearl couldn't wait, so she used her coquettish skills to beg her Oriental grandfather who loved her!

The rare smile of the Oriental predecessors, looking at the Oriental Pearl with loving eyes, said, "It's almost over!"

Oriental Pearl was helpless and left dejectedly.

In the Burial Sword Cliff, Wu Xiaoyao's retreat and hard training finally succeeded, and Wu Xiaoyao swept away the haze of the past on the boulder platform, with a confident smile on his face!

"Up!"

Wu Xiaoyao whispered, the bronze flying sword floated in the air, and Wu Xiaoyao jumped up and stood on the flying sword that was about two meters long.

The aura consumed to make the flying sword float was very small, and when Wu Xiaoyao stepped on the flying sword, the spiritual juice condensed in the aura in his body was consumed at a very fast speed.

Wu Xiaoyao stood on the flying sword, consumed the spiritual juice in his body and sat cross-legged on the soul condensing stone to recover, after a few attempts, Wu Xiaoyao had a clear understanding of the flying of the sword.

After a few attempts, Wu Xiaoyao blinked at the fastest speed, and the spirit juice in his body would be exhausted in the blink of an eye four times.

Wu Xiaoyao recovered his best condition, jumped on the flying sword, and shouted: "Go!" I saw a flash of light, and the next moment Wu Xiaoyao was already standing on a boulder four hundred meters away.

"Poof!"

Wu Xiaoyao kneaded his face, and the first time he flew with Edgeworth, he didn't know how to use the spirit juice to condense the flying shield to protect his body, so that his whole body trembled, and his face had a slight pain.

The flying sword lost the drive of its aura and fell directly on the boulder, and Wu Xiaoyao's cultivation quickly returned to its peak state.

Getting up, Wu Xiaoyao did not look at the spirit weapon that was close at hand, but looked into the distance, and to his disappointment, there was no floating boulder.

Wu Xiaoyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered, "Wu Xiaoyao, you should be content! Any spiritual weapon in front of you will be several times stronger than before!"

There were nearly ten spiritual weapons on the boulder, and the halos emitted were almost the same, Wu Xiaoyao first looked for the long sword, and after looking around, Wu Xiaoyao took out the black scabbard.

Wu Xiaoyao gave the right to choose to the black scabbard, and Wu Xiaoyao believed that there must be a gap between these spiritual weapons, and the black scabbard would choose the best for him.

Suddenly, a black light flashed and merged into the black scabbard, and Wu Xiaoyao looked happy and slowly pulled out the spirit weapon from the black scabbard.

"Huh!"

Wu Xiaoyao was surprised to find that what the black scabbard absorbed was actually a black crossbow, which was different from the bow and crossbow used by the poison arrow, the black crossbow in his hand was smaller, exuding a black halo, giving people a sense of cold and cold!

When Wu Xiaoyao held the black crossbow, an arrow condensed by spiritual energy appeared where the black crossbow placed the arrow.

Wu Xiaoyao sensed that the black crossbow could mobilize the aura in his body, looked into the distance, and as soon as his mind thought of the location of the shot, the aura arrow on the black crossbow instantly shot in the direction he wanted.

"Before the thought, the aura arrow is trailing!

Wu Xiaoyao was overjoyed, dripping blood on the black crossbow, and as soon as his mind moved, the black crossbow was included in his body, and Wu Xiaoyao said in his heart.

This black crossbow attack is extremely peculiar, and it is perfect for giving the opponent a thunderous blow!

Recovering to his peak state, Wu Xiaoyao Edgeworth flew back to the first boulder floating in the air, with the aura in his current body, he could only fly four hundred meters with Edgeworth, and he couldn't do it with more than 0.01 meters!

The spiritual juice condensed by the spiritual energy in the body was exhausted, and after such repeated times, Wu Xiaoyao felt that the recovery speed was good, and he liked one.

The corners of Wu Xiaoyao's mouth curled, and the next second the person was already on the entrance platform, and Wu Xiaoyao stepped away from the Burial Sword Cliff without hesitation!

"Look, he's out!"

Hula!

Wu Xiaoyao's first feeling when he left the Burial Sword Cliff was that the sunlight was too dazzling, so he had to use his hands to block it to resist the dizziness caused by the strong direct light.

Immediately after that, Wu Xiaoyao noticed dozens of hostile gazes, like a cold north wind, whistling towards him.

Wu Xiaoyao frowned, glanced at it, and there was a "inner" mark on the left chest of the robes worn by these people in front of him, which was clearly a unique marking clothing for Neizhuang's disciples.

"Stinky boy, let's wait for three months, how will this account be calculated?"

"What nonsense to talk to him, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes!"

"Admitting his mistakes is too cheap for him, and he must make some practical compensation!"

"Hand over the artifact obediently, or hum!"

Wu Xiaoyao was dumbfounded, he never thought that staying in the Burial Sword Cliff would be three months, and he always thought that it was only ten days.

Looking at the men in the angry state in front of him, Wu Xiaoyao arched his hand and said: "Senior brothers, I'm sorry, you can do whatever you want, junior brothers say goodbye!"

Wu Xiaoyao put down his words and was ready to slip away, he couldn't stand the other party's crowd, he didn't want to cause trouble for no reason.

"If you can't help it, you want to send us away? Where's your spiritual weapon? Take it out and let us see!"

"But no, you kid is too unscrupulous, shouldn't it be that you only choose a medium-grade spiritual weapon in three months, I'm afraid that it will be embarrassing to take it out!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone laughed, and the eyes of ridicule, ridicule, and disdain were layered on top of each other, pointing directly at Wu Xiaoyao.

Wu Xiaoyao shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the eastern seniors, a group of disciples who were angry blocked the way, and the corners of Wu Xiaoyao's mouth hooked up a wicked smile.

"Whoosh!"

Wu Xiaoyao's figure disappeared in front of everyone in an instant, and appeared in front of Dongfang Senior in the next second.

"Shhhh

Wu Xiaoyaolu's hand made everyone present gasp, shouting loudly and closing their mouths.

Wu Xiaoyao glanced back, arched his hand as if he had said hello, and the others felt that Wu Xiaoyao was telling them that he wanted to leave, and no one could stop him!

Wu Xiaoyao knelt down on one knee in front of his predecessors and said respectfully: "The juniors have embarrassed the seniors! Thank you for the kindness of the seniors!"

Dongfang senior didn't raise his head or open his eyes, and said lightly: "Go!"

"Farewell juniors!"

Wu Xiaoyao got up, arched his hands, bent over and took two steps back, in order to express his respect for his predecessors in the East.

"It's too cheap for him!"

"Tell Miss Oriental Pearl quickly, and say that the hateful and hateful person has left the Burial Sword Cliff!"

"Brother Gaoming, Miss Oriental Pearl will definitely punish that stinky boy severely, and it can be regarded as relieving our anger. ”

When everyone thought of the Oriental Pearl's means, they couldn't help but start a cold war, only to raise the cold air from the soles of their feet to their heads, and the chilling feeling made people tremble from the inside out.