Emperor Leiwu

Chapter 618 I want the three ancient swords!

Of course Lu Tao knew the meaning of the words "snipe and clam fight, fisherman wins".

That is to wait for everyone to fight to the end, and to lose both sides, and then make a move to snatch it.

It's easy to say, but if you really want to do it, you must have a certain amount of strength.

Otherwise, even if everyone loses in the final battle, they will not get the three ancient swords.

Seeing that Chu Shaoyang had this plan, although Lu Tao was a little worried, he still chose to believe him.

After all, when he entered Xutian City this time, he wanted to rely on Chu Shaoyang.

As the crowd continued to fight, after half an hour passed, the crowd finally stopped.

Seeing this scene, Chu Shaoyang looked up and saw that hundreds of people had been beaten up to now, only a few dozen people were still alive.

Looking over these dozens of people, Chu Shaoyang found that the three ancient swords had been snatched away by the three of them.

Looking at the three of them, Chu Shaoyang was startled for a moment.

I saw that the people who snatched the three ancient swords were actually the three who started to discuss breaking the restriction together.

"I don't think there's any need for everyone to continue fighting?"

After the three looked at each other for a while, the resolute-looking young man from Qingfengzong suddenly spoke.

During the fight just now, all three of them had fought against each other.

Although they only fought a few moves, the three of them could tell each other that no one could beat the other.

"It's true that there is no need to continue the fight. The three ancient swords happen to be one for each person."

Hearing this, Liu Zhenyun, who was strong and strong, glanced at the skinny young man from Yin Corpse Sect, and said.

Liu Zhenyun's cultivation level can be said to be the highest among the three.

But during the scramble, he discovered that the skinny young man from the Nether Corpse Sect was actually on par with him in strength.

More importantly, the corpse puppet in the coffin behind the other party has not been used yet.

Once summoned, he is definitely not an opponent, so he intends to accept it as soon as it is good, and does not intend to continue to fight.

Hearing what the two said, the skinny young man from the Yin Corpse Sect glanced at them first, and said immediately: "This is the outskirts of Xutian City, after entering the depths, there are still many treasures, there is really no need to continue the battle. "

"Three ancient swords, just one for each person."

"In this case, let's get out of here quickly!"

Seeing that neither of them had any objections, the resolute young man of Qingfengzong showed satisfaction, and immediately put away the ancient sword.

But at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

"Three swords, each of you has one, what about me?"

Following the sound of this voice, the eyes of the three turned to the attic door at the same time.

All that could be seen was that the young man was holding a lightning-flashing long sword and looking at them indifferently.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

Staring at Chu Shaoyang, the resolute young man of Qingfengzong asked with a frown.

"Nothing interesting, just want to say, I want the three ancient swords!"

Looking at the three of them calmly, Chu Shaoyang said lightly.

"what?"

Hearing this, the three of them looked at Chu Shaoyang in disbelief.

But when they saw his cultivation level clearly, the three of them immediately burst out laughing.

When the laughter disappeared, the skinny young man from Yin Corpse Sect looked at Chu Shaoyang and said with a sneer, "Boy, you don't want to piss to see what your cultivation is."

"A mere seventh-level martial artist, dare to say such nonsense?"

The seventh level of the Earth Martial Realm can be said to be the weakest cultivation level among the disciples of the three major sects during the training in Xutian City.

Seeing that Chu Shaoyang actually wanted to use this kind of cultivation to snatch the ancient sword from the three of them, he naturally found it funny.

"Splash, I will piss, but only according to you, not me."

Following the sound of this voice, Chu Shaoyang suddenly stepped out holding the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sword, walking towards the thin young man.

Seeing Chu Shaoyang approaching, the skinny young man shrank his pupils, and immediately stretched out his palm.

Immediately, the nails exuding a penetrating cold light grew rapidly.

"Hmph, since you want to come forward to die, I will help you."

When the nails grew to one finger long, the skinny young man formed claws, and grabbed Chu Shaoyang's head fiercely.

This grab was as fast as lightning, and it was close to Chu Shaoyang's head in an instant.

"call out!"

"Pfft!"

However, just when the skinny young man's claws were about to approach Chu Shaoyang's head, a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

I saw Chu Shaoyang wave the Nine Tribulations Thunder Sword in his hand, and all the movements in the skinny young man's hands stopped instantly.

After a few breaths, bright red blood suddenly spurted out from the thin young man's body like spring water.

Immediately afterwards, the thin young man's body was split into two halves from the middle and fell to the ground.

"hiss……"

Seeing this scene, Lu Tao behind him was shocked, as was the resolute young man of Qingfengzong, and Liu Zhenyun.

The dozens of people present were all stunned!
A martial artist at the eighth level of the Earth Martial Realm was unexpectedly killed by the opponent with a single sword strike!

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

One must know that although the skinny young man who died in front of him was only at the eighth level of the Earth Martial Realm, his strength was comparable to that of the first level of the Heaven Martial Realm.

And once the corpse puppet in the coffin is summoned, a warrior of the first level of the Heavenly Martial Realm can also fight.

But now, he was instantly killed by Chu Shaoyang with a single strike.

After killing the skinny young man with a single sword, Chu Shaoyang poker-faced, bent down to pick up the ancient sword in his hand, and then took off his Qiankun.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone, he put it into his Qiankun bag.

After finishing all this, Chu Shaoyang looked up at the resolute young man of Qingfengzong.

"If you don't want to be like him, hand over the ancient sword."

Hearing these words, the resolute-looking young man's eyes kept showing signs of struggle.

In order to grab this ancient sword, he was almost seriously injured by others before.

But now, he was asked to give it away for nothing, how could he be willing.

But if you don't agree, the end will definitely be death.

If the skinny young man is not a one-shot enemy, how can he be an opponent.

After hesitating for a while, the resolute young man slowly stretched out his hand and handed the ancient sword to Chu Shaoyang.

Although the ancient sword is precious, compared with life, life is more important.

"Also, hand over the Qiankun bag as well."

However, after handing the ancient sword to Chu Shaoyang, Chu Shaoyang spoke again.

"you……"

Hearing this, the resolute young man looked angry.

But when he saw it, murderous intent flashed in Chu Shaoyang's eyes.

After pondering for a while, he still took off the Qiankun bag and handed it to Chu Shaoyang.

After receiving the Qiankun bag of the resolute young man, Chu Shaoyang looked at Liu Zhenyun.

"You are the Chu Shaoyang who beheaded Wang Yi, Junior Brother Chu, right?"

"Sure enough, you are a genius. Brother, I have wanted to visit you for a long time, but unfortunately I haven't had time. It's so late to meet you!"

Seeing Chu Shaoyang cast his gaze, Liu Zhenyun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled all over his face, flattering Chu Shaoyang.

But seeing him like this, Chu Shaoyang looked at him like a clown.

After he finished speaking, Chu Shaoyang said lightly: "Have you finished talking nonsense? If you finish, hand over the ancient sword."

"This……"

Hearing Chu Shaoyang's words, the smile on Liu Zhenyun's face froze instantly.

He never thought that even if he lowered his posture to flatter the other party, the other party would still not give face.

After the atmosphere paused for a few breaths, Liu Zhenyun finally handed the ancient sword to Chu Shaoyang.

From Chu Shaoyang's expression, he could tell that if he didn't give it, the other party would kill him without hesitation.

After all, it was not the first time that the other party beheaded the sect's disciple.

(End of this chapter)