Chapter 571 Cangyun Tower

Cangyun Tower, located in the northeast corner of the spiritual world continent, is a gathering place for a group of weapons collectors. Every once in a while, an exchange and exhibition will be held. Spirit cultivators from all over the mainland can exhibit their collections here and everyone can enjoy and review them together.

Although the transaction is voluntary, these collectors are all crazy about swords. Therefore, although there are many weapons circulating here every day, the transactions generated are very few.

Zhu Shenfeng has been staying in Cangyun Tower for more than half a month. This time, the Manjushri Sword he brought has become the most expensive of all the collections, and it has attracted a lot of envious eyes effortlessly. Everything greatly satisfy Zhu Shenfeng's vanity.

Unable to withstand the repeated retention of many fellow practitioners, Zhu Shenfeng was delayed here again and again, and he finally said goodbye and left today.

"Dear brothers, then I will say goodbye." In front of Cangyun Tower, Zhu Shenfeng bowed his fists to everyone.

"Brother Shenfeng, I'm not far away to send it." The owner of Cangyun was also in the team of sending out the walkers. "If you have any valuable collections next time, you can take them over and taste them together."

Zhu Shenfeng nodded repeatedly: "It must be, it must." Before leaving, he took out the Manjushri Sword again and looked carefully. It was this time that his brows frowned, and his smile quickly turned into anger: "This sword...you have replaced my sword!"

A manager next to the owner of Cangyun Tower also lowered his face: "You have to tell the evidence when you say this. You have been carrying this Manjushri sword closely, how can we get the opportunity to change it?"

Due to the particularity of the Manjushri Sword, and the casting of the God-Strike has always been cautious. At that time, he obtained the Manjushri Sword by stealing the means of replacing pillars, so he would naturally be more wary of others using the same method to design him.

For safety reasons, the owner of Cangyun agreed to his request that the Manjushri Sword would not have to be placed in the exhibition cabinet, and the whole process was kept by Zhu Shenfeng. In doing so, he was worried that if something went wrong with the Manjushri Sword here, he would not be able to bear the responsibility.

The other collectors were all unrelated to their own affairs and were happy to watch the fun. However, at this time, most of their faces were gloating.

In the past half month, relying on the Manjushri Sword, the divine edge was cast, and its tail was almost tilted to the sky. It swayed east and west in the exhibition room, and from time to time it would show off a pair of "Your weapon is garbage, look at my Manjushri Sword, this is the real good treasure." Everyone had long had a lot of opinions about him and wanted to see him fall.

Zhu Shenfeng's eyes took turns to sweep across the faces of the collectors, and at the same time, they quickly replayed their interactions with them in their minds. Finally, the angry gaze stopped on the three old men: "I understand, it's you. That day you said you wanted to drink with me. After getting me drunk, you took the opportunity to change my sword!"

The three old men were tall and thin, one was short and fat, and the other had a red face. After hearing his accusations, the red-faced old man seemed to want to deny it, but the tall and thin old man sneered and said, "So what? This is to use his own way to treat him. I'm afraid you got this sword through some improper means?"

Zhu Shenfeng was furious, but before he could answer, the tall and thin old man said immediately: "According to our understanding, this Manjushri sword fell into Nangong Wuji's hands many years ago. With his nature, would he hand over this sword to you?"

Amid the guidance of the collectors, the short and fat old man also smiled: "So, you should just knock down your teeth and swallow them, and stop calling for robbers."

Zhu Shenfeng's face turned red. I don't know if it was anger or shame, but he shouted for a long time: "If you three don't hand over the Manjushri Sword, don't think of leaving here today!" He held two swords in his hand and rushed towards the three of them.

The tall and thin old man snorted coldly: "I'll ask for trouble!" The spiritual power in his palm surged, and he faced the attack of the god-casting front. Then he suddenly changed his body and pushed everything in front of his wrist to easily resolve his offensive. The short and fat old man and the red-faced old man also took advantage of the situation to attack. The three of them cooperated tacitly, and their strength was far better than the god-casting sword. In just a moment, they all gained the upper hand.

The owner of Cangyun was anxious to watch. It is said that such a bad incident occurred in this building. As the owner of the building, he should be fair so that the onlookers could convince the onlookers. But at this time, he seemed to have some unspeakable difficulties. He just rubbed his palms repeatedly, but his figure did not move. The managers behind him stood up with their heads without receiving the order from the owner.

Zhu Shenfeng quickly realized that the situation in front of him was not good for him, but at this time it was not just for him to stop. He could only use all his strength and fight hard. Finally, he took the lead and waved his sleeves, immediately waved his robe and sacrificed a talisman in front of him, formed seals with both hands, and pushed it out fiercely. With a "wow", a magnificent stream of water shot out from the talisman, attacking the three old men in three directions.

The tall and thin old man looked as usual, and his palm flipped, and a purple spirit bead was suspended in the air, rotating drippingly. However, powerful spiritual power was deposited in this spirit bead. Under the urging of the tall and thin old man, the purple light was prosperous, like a sharp arrow that instantly destroyed the talisman paper. He defeated the origin in one fell swoop. The tall and thin old man raised his sleeve and waved his spiritual power everywhere, cutting off the three streams of water at the same time.

Zhu Shenfeng's resistance obviously angered the three old men. The three of them looked at each other, their bodies quickly dispersed, and they kept running around Zhu Shenfeng's side, and soon turned into a piece of light and shadow.

Zhu Shenfeng initially used spiritual power to lock the positions of several people, but the tracking soon became completely dazzled. While his mind was relaxed, the tall and thin old man raised his sleeve and waved it. A beam of lightning shot out from the purple spirit bead, twisting and piercing into Zhu Shenfeng's brain.

The other two old men also waved their spirit beads, and three beams of light firmly clamped the cast divine edge in the middle of the formation. As the color of the beam became more and more intense, the expression of the cast divine edge was becoming more and more painful.

"How does our 'Drama Five Sound Array' taste?" The short and fat old man grinned and continued to inject spiritual power into the spirit beads. "If you don't go in heaven, you won't blame us-"

Just as the battle was about to be decided, two figures appeared quietly outside the stone steps. Before that, no one noticed when they came in.

"It seems that Zhu Shenfeng is also in trouble." Ye Shuo smiled. He did not see the whole process in person. When they first arrived, Zhu Shenfeng was already under siege. However, he did intend to extend the time of standing by and watching, and like the greedy guy, he should learn some lesson.

"I wonder if this is just that the retribution in this world comes quickly?" Nangong Fei also looked leisurely, "But if you have seen enough of the show, you should take action, right? If he beat him to death later, you will not have the chance to inquire about the whereabouts of the Manjushri Sword. As for those three old men, they are not masters, and we can solve it by any of us. You think about it first, who will play?"

"I'll do it." Ye Shuo took a silent step and took a light breath. The next moment, his figure had disappeared from the spot and appeared directly in the center of the chaotic battle group. His spiritual power shook from all directions and the four people fighting fiercely were separated. At the same time, he also replaced the god-making front and stood opposite to the three old men.

"It's you?!" The god-making Feng was originally glad to have met a savior, but when he saw Ye Shuo's appearance clearly, he screamed as if he had seen a ghost.

Ye Shuo ignored him and still looked at the old men with a smile: "Several, I have some grudges with Mr. Zhu Shenfeng. Can you please give me a face and stop for the time being? He changed my Manjushri Sword..."

As soon as these words came out, the four of them changed drastically at the same time. Zhu Shenfeng's reaction was very fast. He immediately pointed at the three people opposite and shouted: "It's them, the Manjushri Sword has been replaced by the three of them! If you want a sword, go find them!"

Ye Shuo was slightly stunned. Looking at the expressions of the three old men, although he was a little shocked, he did not seem to have been wronged. It seems that the words of Zhu Shenfeng were probably true.

"Three, it seems that we must fight in this battle today." The smile on Ye Shuo's face gradually became a little strange.

Just because of the three old men in front of him, he couldn't help but recall the three men who had made every attempt to make plans in the Tianlan Secret Realm, committed many evil deeds for greed, and brought him countless bad luck, and finally killed each other in Tianluquan. And the few people in front of him could exchange the Manjushri Sword, most of them were all the same. Could it be that he was destined to be in conflict with these black-hearted old men?

When the three old men saw that he was just a young man, they subconsciously took contempt. The short and fat old man sneered: "Just hit him, do you think we are still afraid that you are not going to be able to do it?" He jumped up, lifted his palm and slashed at Ye Shuo: "Five Thunder Palms!"

Although he was clumsy, his movements were very flexible. His palm was surrounded by white lightning, and the powerful pressure came straight out.

Ye Shuo was calm and raised his palm to meet him. The two sides touched each other's strength. Ye Shuo did not use any external means to resolve the lightning strike, but the short and fat old man felt that the thunder element controlled by him was rapidly weakening. In just a moment, the two of them seemed to have completed a handover. The lightning surging between the short and fat old man's five fingers had completely transferred to Ye Shuo's hands.

"This... can this kid actually absorb my Five Thunder Palm?" The short and fat old man was shocked, and even the other two old men gradually put away their initial contempt.

"Is this surprising?" Ye Shuo smiled coldly, "Next, there is something even more surprising to you!" With a slight clenched in his five fingers, the already thinning light surged again. The electric snake, which was as thick as a finger, quickly expanded to the width of the bowl mouth. Then, under the surprised gaze of a group of onlookers, turned into a thunder dragon with its head raised and roaring fiercely at the short and fat old man.

The short and fat old man hurriedly raised the shield, but the power of the thunder dragon was far ahead. When the short and fat old man was pushed back by the surging energy, he saw layers of cracks on the protective cover. At the critical moment, the tall and thin old man shook his figure and moved to the side of the shield, slashed his arm, slashed his attack, and cut off the Thunder Dragon's attack.

When the thunder dragon turned into a bunch of electric flowers and slowly dissipated in the air, the tall and thin old man could still feel his arms numb. He had never seen such an attack method, and he could directly control the thunder element without making seals? According to legend, isn't this only a powerful man in Tongtian Realm able to do it?

"This kid is probably a bit difficult..." The tall and thin old man focused his mind for a moment, and in order to be safe, he quickly issued an order: "Second, third brother, come together, fight quickly!"

The melee started again in the field. When the rippling spiritual power swept everywhere, Zhu Shenfeng had quietly slipped down the steps and wanted to escape in the chaos.

Before he could run a few steps, Nangong Fei stopped him with a smile: "Don't leave in such a hurry. Since everything has been done, please stay and explain it clearly. After stealing my sword, do you think it's a price that doesn't have to pay?"

"You... are you Nangong Wuji's daughter?" Zhu Shenfeng widened his eyes and finally hugged his head and wailed: "I'm really in trouble today!"

Nangong Fei smiled sweetly: "From another perspective, if we don't come today, you may not even have life. Which one is more unlucky?"

In the field, three old men had already used their tricks. The three of them surrounded Ye Shuo's side, and purple spirit beads formed a formation, with lightning intertwined, sound waves raging, and the strong winds were screaming and shrill.

"It was the move just now... it was the 'Drama Pearl Five Sound Formation'!" Zhu Shenfeng glanced at him and exclaimed again, "That move directly acts on the soul, it is very powerful. I lost to that move just now..."

"But not everyone's strength is like you." Nangong Fei still looked calm and ignored Zhu Shenfeng beside her and lowered her head in shame because of her words.

In the battle formation, Ye Shuo looked around. Except for the fierceness of the three old men trying their best to activate the offensive and the slight fluctuations in the space airflow, he had no other feeling.

"Sound wave attack? Unfortunately, what I am the least afraid of is the sonic wave attack!" Ye Shuo's eyes instantly closed, and his soul power surged outward, rotating in all directions in a spiral shape, sweeping back the interlaced soul sound waves.

The three old men usually used this "Drama Bead Five Sound Formation", using the Drama Bead as the array eye and supplemented by their own spiritual power, and have always been invincible. Have you ever seen such an alien who is completely unafraid of soul attacks? When they reacted, the sound waves spread across their heads and burst into tears and bursts of severe pain like thorns exploded in their brains.

Ye Shuo took advantage of the victory to pursue. At this time, the other two old men were already shaking the sound waves that rushed to the brain. Only the tall and thin old men had the deepest skills and could barely support them. They tried their best to activate their spiritual power, forming black spiritual strings like piano strings in front of them, and raised their hand to quickly pluck: "Tiangang Soul-Suppressing Tune!"

Black air blades like crescent moon attacked Ye Shuo from all directions. Ye Shuo's movements were not stopped, and his face was still filled with contemptuous sneer: "Didn't you tell you that it's useless?" The spiritual power surged from its body, swept open, and wiped out all the air blades. A punch was blown out and landed heavily on the tall and thin old man's chest. The aroused air waves shocked the two old men beside him and vomited blood and flew backwards.

The defeat was decided, and a sharp ruthlessness surged in the tall and thin old man's eyes. He raised his finger and gently pointed the spirit bead in front of him, and the bloodthirsty voice also sounded: "Drama bead explosion!"
Chapter completed!