Countless magical weapons and magic weapons were buried in the military tomb, all of which turned into light groups and wandered in the void. Although they did not have the power of their peak state, they were still extremely terrifying under the control of the remaining will.
At this time, some geniuses have arrived in the military tomb, and they are scattered around, looking for their favorite magical weapons.
At this time, some people gathered together, all staring ahead, with a sharp look in their expressions.
There was a faint sense of chilling flowing in the air, causing the spiritual energy in the air to freeze slightly.
In front of them, there was a figure in black sitting cross-legged quietly, with his eyes closed tightly, and powerful sword intent flowing through his body, making people dare not approach easily.
At this time, the black-clothed figure placed a green long sword on his knees. The sword was three feet and three inches long. The sword was simple and unpretentious, with some vague lines engraved on it. It seemed that after a long time, it could no longer be seen clearly.
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"Hand over the Nether Sword, and we can let you go. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude." A cold voice sounded, and it was a woman who spoke.
This woman had a beautiful face, but her face was cold and seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
She and the man in black originally realized this sword together, but the man in black snatched it away with extremely despicable means, which was simply abominable.
However, the man in black didn't seem to hear this at all. He didn't even open his eyes and simply ignored the woman's words.
When the woman saw that she was ignored, her face turned purple with anger. She wanted to kill the man in black immediately, but when she thought of the terrifying strength of the man in black, she couldn't help but give up this idea.
Suddenly she looked at the man beside her, with a look of pear blossoms and rain on her face, and asked softly: "Senior brother, the Netherworld Sword is extremely important to me, can you..."
This man is dressed in rich clothes and has an extraordinary temperament. At first glance, he looks like he comes from a powerful family.
The man in brocade clothes looked at the woman beside him, a sneer flashed in his heart.
He and this woman come from the same sect, and he knows very well the woman's character. She always only tries to change the story between right and wrong, and what she says is rarely true.
However, he did not refuse directly, but said through a message: "I can understand Junior Sister's mood, but this person is not weak. As the holy son of the Sword Control Sect, how can I take action easily? What will happen to me if something goes wrong?
Be a human being.”
The woman's beautiful eyes froze and she looked blankly at the man beside her, as if she didn't expect him to say such a thing. The words contained deep meaning and hinted at something.
"Then how can Senior Brother be willing to take action?" The woman looked at the man in brocade with pity, with a somewhat sad look in her beautiful eyes, as if she had been greatly wronged.
Moreover, the woman's words were not transmitted to the man in brocade alone, but she said them directly, which meant that everyone around her heard them.
After saying these words, the eyes of everyone around him moved back and forth between the man and the woman in brocade clothes, and a hint of deep meaning flashed in their eyes. It seemed that there were some words that were not said directly.
Since he didn't say it out loud, it was obvious that he didn't want them to know these words.
Judging from the look and tone of the woman's words just now, it seemed that the man in robes had made some excessive demands.
They took another look at the woman. She was slim and petite, with a pure and lovely face. She was an iconic beauty. In just a moment, everyone understood everything.
The look of the man in brocade clothes was a little unsightly. He [31 Novels Network ] is a holy son after all. Naturally, he has to pay attention to his face, so he didn’t say some words to his face. I didn’t expect that this bitch would be so shameless and let everyone’s life
A guess was made that was not conducive to him.
"Junior sister's words are serious. It's not that senior brother doesn't want to take action. It's just that junior sister should understand what senior brother wants. I wonder what junior sister is thinking in her heart?"
The man in brocade clothes spoke calmly. Since he had already revealed the truth, he didn't care about saving face and directly spoke out his thoughts.
The woman's expression froze when she heard this. He actually said such words regardless of his face. Isn't he afraid of affecting his reputation?
The man in golden clothes looked at the people around him again, clasped his fists and said, "I am the Holy Son of the Sword Control Sect, Zhai Ping. This matter is a matter within our sect. I hope you will not spread it everywhere. This is a face to me, and I will repay you in the future."
As a holy son of the sect, Zhai Ping naturally has some tricks. The cleverness that the woman is proud of seems to him to be unnecessary.
The few people nodded slightly. Although Zhai Ping took advantage of others' danger, the woman was obviously not a good person. Besides, the matter had nothing to do with them. There were benefits to be gained by keeping the secret, so why not?
The man in black in the distance listened to everyone's conversation, and felt only a burst of sarcasm and lament in his heart.
The irony is that although these people come from a powerful and powerful force, they are actually a group of shameless people who are just trying to deceive each other for their own interests.
What is lamentable is that with such a psyche, how can they understand the true meaning of martial arts, and I am afraid that their achievements in life will not be visible.
"Junior sister, what are you thinking about? If we waste time and allow that person to successfully integrate with the divine weapon, it will be too late." Zhai Ping looked at the woman and said, his eyes constantly scanning the beautiful parts of the woman, his eyes
There is no concealment of greed in this.
This woman is the most beautiful woman in the Sword Controlling Sect. He has long coveted her beauty, but because of his identity and both of them being in the sect, it is difficult to take action. This time is the perfect opportunity.
The woman was so angry that her body was trembling wildly, but there was nothing she could do. Her martial arts talent was not strong, and she relied on special means to enter the Sword Control Sect. Now, this Netherworld Sword is of great benefit to her practice, and she does not want to give up.
"I...promise." The woman gritted her silver teeth and said. This sentence seemed to drain all the strength from her body, and her whole body became soft, but it added a bit of charm to her.
When Zhai Ping saw this scene, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he laughed and said: "Okay, I know that junior sister knows the importance, senior brother will get the sword for you right now."
Others were not surprised by this result. Since the woman made this request, this magic weapon must be extremely important to her, and it is reasonable to give up something.
"Wait a minute, those who have seen the magic weapon have a share. Although we are here a little late, we should still get something." One person said lightly, and the implication was very obvious.
They don't need this sword, but at least give them some treasures, so they can't let them go empty-handed.
Zhai Ping's eyes flickered, and he cursed in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. He waved his palms, and seven or eight rays of light shot out. Each ray of light emitted not weak magic weapon fluctuations, all of which were spiritual.
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Although these spiritual weapons are not as good as the cyan sword on the knee of the black-clothed figure, they are pretty good, and the lowest ones are all middle-grade spiritual weapons.
Those people each took away a spiritual weapon, then showed a satisfied look and said to Zhai Ping: "Thank you for the gift. I'll see you again in the future."
After that, those people left in different directions, deliberately keeping a distance from others when they left, as if they were worried about something.
Although the magic weapon has been obtained, it has not yet left the Yunhuang Mountains, and it is still unclear whose hands it will end up in. Naturally, they will not take it lightly.
Zhai Ping glanced around, and his soul power was released, covering the surrounding area for several miles. As expected, he did not sense any other aura, and his heart finally calmed down.
Then, he turned his gaze to the man in black who had been silent all this time, and said in a calm tone: "Leave the magic weapon, so that I can put the past behind you for robbing my junior sister's magic weapon."
Zhai Ping looked very calm, with a hint of pride on his face. As the holy son of the Sword Control Sect, his words naturally carry some weight.
However, the young man in black didn't seem to care about his so-called Holy Son. He was extremely indifferent, and just like before, he didn't even open his eyes.
The woman also looked at the man in black at this time, her eyes as vicious as poisonous snakes, showing strong resentment. If the man in black hadn't snatched away her magic weapon, how could she have been threatened by Zhai Ping and lose the most precious thing in a woman?
s things.
This account must be paid!
"Brother, he is currently integrating the will in the magic weapon. I am afraid that he cannot be distracted from fighting. He is definitely not your opponent. You can directly take him down and destroy his cultivation to see if he can still be as calm as he is now.
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The woman sneered, her fair and delicate cheeks now looking extremely ferocious, without any trace of innocence at all.
She wanted to see that arrogant and arrogant man being destroyed, kneel in front of her and beg her for forgiveness, and trample all his pride to pieces.
That feeling should be very pleasant!
"Okay, after he is destroyed, he will be left to you to deal with." Zhai Ping smiled and touched the woman's white cheek with his palm. The soft feeling stimulated his nerves like an electric current, making him feel that his blood vessels were swelling.
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Then Zhai Ping retracted his palm, his eyes became sharp in an instant, and he strode towards the man in black. With every step he took, the aura on his body increased sharply, and his whole body seemed to turn into a sword, with an overwhelming momentum.
Although he is only at the first level of King Yuan, his strength is not weaker than that of an ordinary person at the peak of the second level of King Yuan.
Killing intent spread quietly in the void.
With Zhai Ping as the center, a terrifying sword energy storm brewed. The endless sword energy slashed out, cutting the space, erupting with terrifying power, and the air made a sharp scream.
"Abolish my cultivation."
The man in black frowned slightly. He was indeed still in the fusion stage. His soul was connected to the will in the magic weapon. He couldn't fight with all his strength and could only find ways to speed up.