Daxianguan

Chapter 577 Corpse Swordsman

As for the other warriors, they were all shocked.

They knew better than anyone else the consequences of breaking the Nightmare Corpse Weed here, and at such a close distance, they would more or less smell the Nightmare Corpse Weed on their bodies. You know, this smell won't go away for a few days.Here, the consequence of being contaminated with Nightmare Corpse Grass is just one word.

dead.

"Run, run!" A martial artist realized that he was about to run away, but someone stopped him and said in despair, "Can you run away? If you are alone and meet a corpse swordsman, then there is really no chance." there is none left."

"Then what should I do? I don't want to die. I finally cultivated to be a master. I don't want to die. I blame that stupid bird..." The man roared, looked around, and suddenly said, "Where's the bird?"

"It ran away!"

Everyone was distracted just now, and they didn't notice that the bird flew up quietly, ready to escape.

The owner of the bird was furious and cursed, but the yellow bird was called 'Wind Shadow', and it was extremely fast. Before flying away, the yellow bird and the owner of the bird looked at each other.

At that moment, the bird owner was stunned.

He actually read the other party's thoughts from the yellow bird's eyes, which was contempt, disdain and deserved it.

It's like saying, idiot, you don't take me seriously, let me go to die, I will kill you first.

"Grass, this fat bird is on purpose." The bird owner buzzed in his head. He was so angry that he took out a flying knife to kill the fat bird. Not only him, but other fighters also threw weapons to smash the fat bird that harmed them. The corpse was tens of thousands of pieces, but the fat bird was extremely fast, flapping its wings, avoiding those flying weapons, shaking its fat body with a punch, and flew out of the cave directly.

The warriors below are all yelling.

At this moment, a jingle bell rang, and all the warriors froze in their movements in an instant, and fell silent in an instant.

"This voice is... no way!" A martial artist was about to cry, and the voice came from behind them. Now his neck was extremely stiff, but he still turned his head slowly.

The same goes for other warriors.

The next moment, they saw a person standing behind them, not more than ten steps away.

It can no longer be said to be a person, it is more like a zombie, the skin is shriveled and shriveled, but it is not skinny, more like it is wrapped around hard and explosive muscles.

Wearing extremely tattered clothes, the cuffs and hem of the clothes have long been decayed, and some are like rags, which seem to be broken if touched, and the hands and feet are wrapped in oilcloth. The most terrifying thing is that the whole face and eyes are wrapped in oilcloth, and the skin color shows a A kind of dead gray, because the skin has shriveled and shrunk, so it looks like there are no lips, and the teeth are bare, like a walking corpse.

The scariest thing was the sword in this man's hand.

This sword is longer and wider than the swords used by ordinary people. It looks rusty, but the edge of the sword is still sharp. The soul is screaming.

Around this man's waist was a brass bell, and it was this brass bell that made the sound just now.

Seeing this corpse-like person, all the martial artists present were terrified. This is the corpse swordsman. In the inner domain, the legend about the corpse swordsman has lasted for a hundred years. This is the legend of immortality, and this is the existence of invincibility.

At this moment, the corpse swordsman held the sword, and walked towards this side step by step. Every step was like the sound of drums urging him to death, shaking people's hearts and trembling.

"What, what should I do?" A warrior stammered and asked. They all knew that if they smelled the smell of Nightmare Corpse Grass, they would be chased by corpse swordsmen. The swordsmen broke through one by one.

Thinking, we must unite and work together to survive.

But when the corpse swordsman really stood in front of them, they realized how naive and ridiculous their previous thoughts were.

Even if they join forces, they are not their opponents.

Some fighters began to retreat slowly under the fear and desire to survive, but you must know that fear can be contagious.

Outside the cave, the fat yellow bird did not fly away immediately, but hovered not far away. At the next moment, there was a miserable cry from inside the cave, and the sound of weapons colliding could be heard vaguely.

But this screaming only lasted for a moment before it stopped abruptly.

Then, like a ghost, a figure came out of the cave with the sound of bells. It was the corpse swordsman.

When the fat bird saw it, it immediately flapped its wings and wanted to fly away, but it soon discovered that no matter how it flew, it couldn't trust the corpse swordsman. If it wasn't so fast and could fly, it might have been beheaded.

This fat bird is actually of the blood of the demon clan, extremely intelligent, no different from a human, and can understand human speech, otherwise, it would not have directly bit the Nightmare Corpse Grass after knowing that those warriors wanted it to die revenge.

It was because of his incomparable intelligence that Fat Bird knew that it couldn't outrun the monster that was chasing after him, and the desire to survive made Fat Bird think of a way.

That is to divert misfortune to the east, and find more powerful ones to deal with this monster.

Fat Bird also knew what a Grandmaster was and what a Martial Saint was. Not long ago, it had seen two masters at the level of a Martial Saint, so the fat bird turned around and started to flee quickly, looking for those people.

The inner domain of the labyrinth, one of the core areas, is the Sword Forest and Sword Valley.

This place is very big, and there are scattered weapons everywhere, most of which are swords, so it has this name, and for thousands of years, many warriors have come here to put their weapons here. Unique area.

It is said that among the tens of thousands of swords and weapons, there are many top-quality ones, and some even have auras, which is very miraculous.

Many warriors come here to get a weapon they like, but not many can really get what they want. Although there are many swords and swords here, most of them are of ordinary grade. They want to find the best among the sea of ​​weapons. , is like finding a needle in a haystack.

It was a coincidence that Chu Xian entered here.

He was running for his life, a little panicked, and the leader of the God Cult was chasing him closely. The other party was obviously stubborn and had no intention of giving up at all.

Chu Xian didn't want to run away.

Because he couldn't run anymore, the blood lotus that he ate just now had stamina, and the majestic power like a galloping sea was continuously released in his limbs and bones, even Chu Xian couldn't bear it.

It's too much.

What Chu Xian wants now is to release, what kind of almost tyrannical power he wants to release through fighting.

So Chu Xian casually grabbed a knife from the side and waited for the leader of the Divine Cult.

After three breaths, the leader of the divine religion arrived.

"Why, boy, are you not running away?" The leader of the God Cult had a grim face, but what responded to him was Chu Xian's slash.

Chu Xian's sword skills are very high. When he first stepped into the martial arts, Chu Xian has been studying the sword skills. Compared with the sword skills, the knife skills may lack a little aura and mystery, but it is true. The fighting is more fierce than the knife.

Especially now, Chu Xian was blushing, his whole body couldn't hold back the zhenqi, and it slowly gushed out from the air holes all over his body, forming a layer of zhenqi like a raging flame, as if wearing a layer of red clothes.

The leader of the god sect looked suspicious, you know, this has the feeling of a martial saint.

But before he had time to ask, Chu Xian's knife came.

"I don't attack you first, but you dare to attack first, looking for death." The leader of the god religion didn't bother to ask, he only wanted one result, and that was the death of the other party.

So it is also an immediate counterattack.

A nine-section steel whip appeared from the sleeve of the leader of the god religion. This was his weapon. The nine-section whip was black and shiny, and one could tell it was not ordinary. At that moment, the whips and knives intersected, and the two directly fought together.

This time, the leader of the divine religion was heart-beating in this fight.

"What's the matter? How did this thief boy's skill improve so much?" The leader of the God Cult was astonished. You must know that not long ago, he had just fought against the opponent, and he was defeated by a few strokes. After escaping and chasing, can this kid's skill improve?

Or, was the opponent hiding his strength before?

The leader of the god religion was puzzled, but he didn't hold anything back. He wanted to kill this kid as soon as possible, because the leader of the god religion had a strange feeling.

If you don't directly kill him, then maybe something will happen.

It stands to reason that he is a martial saint, and he is considered a very high existence in the realm of martial saints. It should be effortless to kill a master, but the boy has not died until now.

How could there be no weirdness in it?
The most important thing is that during this pursuit, even if his own qi was consumed close to [-]%, but the opponent is still so powerful, this is impossible.

So the leader of the religious religion who felt weird only wanted to kill this person as soon as possible.

This time, the leader of the Divine Cult used his lifelong knowledge and attacked more than a dozen moves, but to his surprise, the opponent actually took them all.

With the last blow, the long knife in Chu Xian's hand shattered.

But here is the forest of swords and swords, and there are swords and weapons everywhere, so he clenched his fist in the air, and under the Dragon Capture Kung Fu, a steel knife was sucked in by the true energy. broken.

The leader of the divine religion sneered: "How can any rusty knife be compared with my black iron nine-section whip?"

Next, Chu Xuan casually grabbed three steel knives of different shapes, which could only be smashed after colliding with each other. Obviously, although these steel knives are not bad in quality, they are still inferior to the weapons in the hands of the god leader. too far.

The nine-section whip is both offensive and defensive, and with one flick, the attacking and killing area can reach more than one foot. Combined with the dragon whip technique, it is really difficult to fight the enemy without a weapon in hand.

Several times the iron whip came, always with strong winds. Chu Xian's situation was dangerous and dangerous, and he almost got hit several times.How powerful is the iron whip, and how strong is the energy on it? Seeing the iron whip hit head-on, Chu Xian dodged it and hit the ground directly. Jin directly blasts the ground full of swords into a deep pit, even gold and iron are like this, let alone hitting people, let alone martial arts masters, even martial saints, they can't bear this whip forcibly .

(End of this chapter)