There was a heavy smell in the air, making it hard to breathe.
There was a sigh in the surrounding crowd. Among these people, a young man dressed in a golden robe and a woman with a beautiful face and moonlight stood there, staring at the black brick in Zhuge Buliang's hand with burning eyes.
These two people are Jin Yao and Su Yan.
Although most of the Yaohai sect's disciples evacuated, Jin Yao and Suyan were left nearby to investigate the situation.
Cao Gou moved forward and said: "Do you want to resist? You should know the gap between us. Leave that piece of Nine Nether Black Gold Iron behind and you can get out."
Zhuge Buliang was angry in his heart. The stuttering and talkative man not far away wanted to speak, but was stopped by Zhuge Buliang's message. In the current situation, even if the two of them came to help, there was no chance of winning. After all, there was still a Nascent Soul standing there.
A seasoned master.
"Didn't you hear what I said? Leave the Nine Nether Black Gold Iron behind and you can get out!" Cao Gou looked cold and stood with his hands behind his back.
At this time, the stone sword in Zhuge Buliang's arms moved. Zhuge Buliang sneered and said, "Okay, the Nine Nether Black Gold Iron is in my hand. Come and get it."
Cao Gou was stunned when he heard this, and then sneered: "I don't know whether to live or die!" After that, Cao Gou waved his big hand and covered it with the black brick in Zhuge Buliang's hand.
At this moment, Zhuge Buliang's eyes shot out two gleams of coldness, and he took out the stone sword in his hand and struck at Cao Gou.
The stone sword was unpretentious, but it erupted with a shocking sword intent. The stone sword fell, and a bloody arm was cut off. Cao Gou's face turned pale instantly, he let out a pitiful roar, and quickly stepped away, looking at it with a look of resentment.
Zhuge Buliang. He would never have thought that a small cultivator in the foundation-building stage would suddenly attack him and use such a domineering sword.
Blood gushed out, Cao Gou's face turned pale, his eyes were blood red, and he roared: "You insignificant casual cultivator, you must die today!!"
Zhuge Buliang knew the horror of the stone sword. In an instant, Zhuge Buliang stepped forward and raised the stone sword again, slashing towards Cao Gou's neck.
"Clang!"
The hot breath filled the air, and Cao Gou fired two flying swords. The flying swords were enveloped in a layer of fire and slashed towards the stone sword.
"clang!"
The stone sword's sword power was astonishing, without any brilliance leaking out, but it slashed away the two flying swords fired by Cao Gou.
"Ignorant boy, you are so presumptuous!" Elder Yang shouted in a deep voice, and his invisible big hand reached towards Zhuge Buliang. But at this moment, a blue light flew out from the stone sword. The blue light was obviously a flying sword, and appeared in Yang among the lightning and flint.
The elder's chest.
This blue flying sword is clearly a little sword spirit.
After all, Elder Yang was a master at the Nascent Soul stage. Realizing that the danger was approaching, he retreated violently and came to a place dozens of meters away. But then, the blue flying sword struck and went straight to Elder Yang's chest.
go.
"This..." Elder Yang was horrified, his true energy burst out of his body, and the billowing true energy hit the little sword spirit.
The flying sword transformed by the little sword spirit was extremely fast, and with a flash of blue light, it appeared behind Elder Yang, transforming into the appearance of a child, with a pitiful look on his face, and a childish cry of "Zhi Zhi" coming from his mouth.
"This is... the sword spirit!" Elder Yang was shocked, and immediately a strange look appeared in his eyes.
The cultivators around him were equally shocked, and there was a lot of noise.
"It's a sword spirit. Oh my god, I actually saw the legendary sword spirit!"
"Yes, it must be the Sword Spirit. It is said that there are only two Sword Spirits in the entire Kyushu, one is controlled by Tianchi and the Dugu family, and now there is another Sword Spirit."
"Who is this kid with the ghost mask? He is pregnant with such a treasure."
In the crowd, Jin Yao and Suyan all showed strange looks.
"Hahaha, I'm going to decide this thing!" Elder Yang laughed, and his true energy condensed into a big net and headed towards the little sword spirit cover.
"Squeak~~" The little sword spirit once again turned into a flying sword with blue light, appearing more than ten feet away as if teleporting, avoiding Elder Yang's attack.
On the other side, Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly, secretly thinking that this little thing is indeed a hot commodity. No&