Chapter 91: Grab the treasure

Just as the dwarf was proud and Han Lixin had a plan.

Two people flew out of the Qixuan Gate. After they jumped out of the crowd, they rushed straight to the dwarf like lightning without saying a word. They were the other two remaining uncles of Wang Juechu.

The two of them looked sad and obviously felt extremely sad about the death of the burly man. Therefore, they hated Master Jin Guang, ignored the dwarfs and the sword immortals, and were determined to kill the other party and avenge the man.

The leader of the sect originally wanted to stop the two of them from being reckless, but later he thought that the dwarfs of the demonic magic always had to face, and his two uncles were the only people who could threaten them. Instead of stopping now, it would be better to take advantage of the uncles' obsession with revenge and let them decide the outcome.

Thinking of this, Wang Juechu originally wanted to call him back, but then swallowed it back into his stomach from his throat.

After Master Jin Guang experienced the lesson not long ago, he did not dare to underestimate the other party this time. He drove the gray light and pointed at the two of them. The gray light immediately turned into a long rainbow and flew straight to the opposite side.

The Confucian scholar among the two people opposite saw the gray light suspected to be a flying sword flying over. He raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, and a thin silver thread shot out from his cuffs. He ran into a gray light head-on, pausing the gray light, but then the gray light rushed over as if nothing had happened. It seemed that the silver thread did not play any major role.

Others did not see clearly what the silver thread was, but Han Li could see clearly with the super eyesight given by Changchun Gong. The silver needles that were clearly connected into a straight line were clearly dozens of silver needles. I don’t know what method the Confucian scholars used to shoot such a light and thin needle with such a powerful method, which made Han Li very interested.

The Confucian scholar was not panicked when he saw that the silver thread was not working. He bowed his body and suddenly turned on it like a top. Then countless large or small cold lights burst out from the rotating figure. These cold light soldiers were divided into two groups, turning into a silver stream and directly colliding with the gray light, making a crackling sound, pushing the gray light into the air and unable to come down; the other side flew straight to the dwarf and hitting the golden cover, which was very spectacular.

The cold current that was shot against the gray light kept falling off some residue, but because of incompleteness, the original appearance could no longer be seen. However, the cold light that bounced back on the golden cover was intact and was completely damaged. It was all kinds of hidden weapons such as flying knives, Bodhi seeds, iron lotus seeds, money darts, etc., and there were even some strange things that could not be called.

Master Jinguang was a little stunned, but then he curled his lips. He didn't think that these ordinary gold and vulgar iron could block his treasure for how long.

A huge shout like spring thunder resounded throughout the audience and made everyone jump.

Only then did people realize that the man in gray who had originally run out with the Confucian scholar pulled out the sword behind him and was walking towards the gray light step by step. On the tip of the sword he held, a white light of more than two inches long appeared. The white light was stretching and contracting, and the cold air was impatient.

"Sword Rain", I don't know who it is, first called out the name of the supreme sword technique that all those who use swords dream of.

With a bang, the inside and outside the court was in full bloom!

If the flying sword is just a legend in the rumors, then the sword light is a myth in the world and is the yearning for all sword makers.

Now, not only are the flying swords and sword lights appearing one after another, but the duel will also start immediately. How can this not make the people present excited and feel that this life is worthwhile!

At this time, Jia Tianlong not only did not boil, but instead felt cold air coming out and cold sweat flowing. Only now did he know what it means to realize it later and be afraid!

Although he knew before that there were three masters hidden in Qixuan Gate, he never expected that this master would be able to use sword light. If he did not invite Master Jin Guang, the cultivator, to take action, he would probably be the man in gray who could use sword light to kill everyone on his side.

When Jia Tianlong was frightened and his face was pale, the man in gray had already arrived under the gray light.

At this time, I don’t know whether it was the Confucian scholar’s ​​intention or the hidden weapon on his body had been fired all at once. The Confucian scholar’s ​​body suddenly stopped rotating, and the silver flow with gray light was also interrupted. The gray light without resistance naturally fell to the man in gray without hesitation.

The man in gray held a sword in both hands and jumped into the air without fear. He waved his sword light and slashed hard at the gray light.

With a clear sound of "dang", the man in gray fell from mid-air to the ground, and stood unsteadily and took several steps backwards. Then he opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his expression became depressed. The sword in his hand, the three-inch sword tip at the front disappeared and had become flat.

After this attack, the gray light fell from the air like a bird hitting the shot. But even so, the gray light still had its light and was still jumping and stretching on the ground, making it look full of spirituality.

Seeing this scene, Jia Tianlong and the people from Qixuan Sect exclaimed at the same time. However, the people from Qixuan Sect were filled with joy in their exclamation, while Jia Tianlong was filled with worry.

The Confucian scholar was also very happy. He looked at the man in gray in Weidun, then looked at the dwarf. After hesitating for a moment, he still floated and flew towards the dwarf. He was about to deal with the enemy first.

Before the Confucian scholar could float out a few steps, a man in gray suddenly heard behind him shouting "Flash".

The Confucian scholar was shocked and wanted to take action, but he felt a chill in his neck, and gray light flew past his eyes. Then he saw a headless body running forward for a few steps, then fell to the ground, and his back looked very familiar. The Confucian scholar had completely lost consciousness when he thought of this.

Master Jin Guang was full of arrogance at this time. He directed the gray light that jumped up from the ground again and flew towards the only gray-clothed man among the three masters. He used a little trick for himself and killed the Confucian scholar and was proud.

When he was considering that the man in gray would kill all the remaining people in Qixuan Gate immediately after he was finished, he suddenly heard a sentence from the crowd opposite him: "I like you flying around very much. I give it to me to play with, how about it?" Before he finished speaking, he felt a powerful spiritual power attached to the gray light, cutting off his connection with this object and taking away its control.

The gray light that originally flew towards the man in gray also turned in the air and flew crookedly into the crowd opposite.

Wherever the gray light went, everyone panicked and hid everywhere. There was only one young man who looked ordinary and looked only seventeen or eighteen years old and did not move. The young man smiled at Master Jinguang, revealing his white teeth that were completely opposite to his dark skin. Then he pointed at the gray light, and the gray light fell honestly on his hands.

"Immortal Cultivator!" The dwarf felt cold in his heart, his face suddenly turned pale.
Chapter completed!