Baishixian Road

Chapter 379 Is Ru'er You?
What Xu Mo saw was a sword.

Strictly speaking, it is just a hilt, because the blade is inserted into a stone.

It was a big rock.

It is placed there, like a work of art, and like an antique exhibit stored in a museum.

Kind of like a sword in the stone.

But this is not the key factor that attracts Xu Mo. The real key is that the sword looks familiar to Xu Mo.

Judging from the hilt, it can be seen that it is not gorgeous at all, and there is no hilt at all, it is just an iron bar wrapped with rotten hemp rope.

If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to see that this is a sword, you will only think that it is a rusty iron bar inserted into a stone.

Xu Mo narrowed his eyes at this moment, got up and approached.

"What are you going to do?" Sir Locke, who was talking to Jane over there, noticed Xu Mo's movements and asked immediately.

"Incredible collection." Xu Mo responded.

Like someone who is attracted to these treasures.

Sir Locke immediately said: "Gentleman, your current behavior is impolite."

"I'm sorry, I just can't help it. For example, this sword looks very kind to me, because I used to have a sword that is very similar to it, very similar."

Xu Mo continued to approach the big rock with the sword stuck in it.

"Stop, don't get close to that thing, don't touch it." Sir Locke warned Xu Mo hastily when he saw Xu Mo's movements.

"Oh, why?" Xu Mo asked, but he didn't stop at all.

At close range, Xu Mo was [-]% sure that this sword was the one he was familiar with.

The point that exposed the stone was full of rust.

It can be seen that this sword is full of rust.

Even Xu Mo could feel the familiar aura.

This made it difficult for him to restrain the impulse in his heart.

He reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword.

As a result, at the next moment, a terrifying sword energy went up against the hilt and slashed towards Xu Mo.

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The bloody wind, with a fishy smell, filled the surroundings.

The blood door behind him has been slowly closed.

Xu Mo frowned as he recalled the feeling of cutting his body with sword energy just now.

"Why did you kill me?"

Soon, Xu Mo understood.

"I understand that my current body is not the body I used to be, and for it, the time has passed too long, so it didn't recognize me, so it killed me."

Having figured this out, Xu Mo didn't care about being sent into a cycle by that sword.

It can only be said that he was excited because of meeting an old friend just now, so he ignored one thing, that is a sword that can kill immortals and Buddhas.

So at this moment, Xu Mo was not at all decadent because of entering the death cycle, on the contrary, he was extremely excited.

Rubbing his hands, he strode wildly towards the Treasure Hall.

'Jane' at the back was dumbfounded.

She didn't understand why this originally calm person would suddenly become so impulsive. It was the first time he entered this weird place and ran like a [-]-meter race. Is it reasonable?
But there is no way, Jane can only keep up.

She is a member of the high-level council and an elite blood race, so her speed is naturally not inferior.

Seeing that Xu Mo had already arrived outside a building, he knocked on the door.

It seems very familiar, just like visiting a neighbor's house.

As soon as the door opens.

"Sir Locke, come, come, talk to 'Jane' first, you have a lot to say."

Xu Mo came up and said.

He couldn't wait any longer. Before Sir Locke could react, he had already walked into the room.

Then, Sir Locke saw Jane, and the two looked at each other, neither of them said a word, and then they all looked at Xu Mo in the room.

At this moment, Xu Mo was squatting beside the sword in the stone, looking at it with a strange smile.

"Jane, who is this person?"

"Uh..." Jane didn't know how to explain for a while.

Xu Mo, on the other hand, had already begun to speak.

"Rust, is that you?"

This time Xu Mo didn't reach out to touch it.

This sword, in Xu Mo's opinion, was the strongest magic sword he ever held.

Rusty Sword!

The mysterious magic sword obtained from the Wuguang Ghost Realm is so powerful that for a period of time, countless immortals, Buddhas, and monsters were beheaded by this sword. It can be said that with this sword, Xu Mo's strength at that time has directly increased several times .

It was the sword of the hero who made great contributions to the former Xu Mo.

Xu Mo didn't expect that he would see Rust Sword again in this place.

What happened in the past time?Why is the powerful rusty sword displayed in this treasure house by the blood race?
Where did the blood race get the rusty sword?
Now Xu Mo has too many problems.

But all of this can be discussed later. Xu Mo knew that with Rust Sword's assistance, the half-celestial blood race and half-celestial werewolves would no longer be a threat to him.

At that time, the strength and power between them will be reversed.

Therefore, what Xu Mo is doing now is not only to let this old friend recognize him, but also because this is a good medicine that can solve the problem.

Naturally, I don't care about other details.

As long as Rust Sword recognizes him, all problems will no longer be problems.

"Rust, speak up."

Rusty Sword didn't respond at this moment.

Xu Mo was a little impatient.

But he knew that if he reached out to touch it, it was very likely that Rusty Sword would kill him again.

Therefore, we can only let the other party recognize himself first.

This is critical.

But at this moment Rusty Sword didn't respond to his own voice.

"Sleeping? No, just now I was slashed hard, it doesn't look like I'm asleep." Xu Mo muttered.

It doesn't matter, he still has a way.

"Xi'er, it's me, I'm Xu Mo, your master."

According to Xu Mo's thinking, when he heard his name, Rust Sword would definitely be excited, trembling, and making a sword cry, and that was a matter of course.

But it is not so.

The rusty sword in the stone did not respond.

It's like not hearing it.

This situation made Xu Mo's heart skip a beat.

Not right.

It's not right.

Could it be that he recognized the wrong sword?
This one is not Rust Sword at all, but Rust Sword's second uncle?relative?

impossible.

Xu Mo could feel the breath of the rusty sword from above.

This is definitely Rusty Sword.

Even if the other party doesn't recognize him from his appearance and breath, at least he should have some reaction from his own name, right?

But actually no.

"Ah Rust, what happened?"

Xu Mo continued to ask, he was very impatient at this time, but obviously, he couldn't really mess up his position, that would not help the matter, it would not help anything.

"Is this stone trapping you?"

Xu Mo continued his stand-up.

At this time, he could only guess wildly. It was sword energy that attacked him just now. In fact, the rusty sword never came out of the stone from the beginning to the end.

Well, it's most likely trapped inside.

At this time, Sir Locke rushed over and asked Xu Mo to back up.

Xu Mo ignored him.

Still talking to Rust Sword, trying to wake him up.

"I'll tell you to back off." Sir Locke was angry, and he stretched out his hand to grab Xu Mo fiercely. He is also a blood race, and his strength is not weak. This grab is enough to throw a fat man of two to three hundred catties four or five meters away .

But Xu Mo didn't move at all.

Like an immovable mountain.

Sir Locke was dumbfounded at this moment.

Seeing this, Jane over there stepped forward to speak, but obviously couldn't persuade the angry Sir Locke.

"You will regret this."

The latter will shake people.

How could Xu Mo let the other party ruin his plan at such a critical time.

Backhand grab.

He directly sucked Sir Locke into his hand, and then pressed hard on the ground with a click.

Broken neck.

The spine may also be broken.

"To shut up!"

Xu Mo said something in a low voice, full of murderous intent.

For the blood race, this kind of injury is painful, but it cannot die.

Compared with pain, Sir Locke at this moment is more frightened.

He couldn't understand at all that he was actually in the hands of this person, like an ant, unable to make any resistance at all.

Even, the other party crippled himself easily.

Sir Locke was about to scream and howl.

I want to wake up the two truly terrifying monsters in the treasure house.

But Xu Mo would not give him this chance.

The moment Sir Locke had this sign, there was already a click, his head turned 180 degrees, the broken throat, and the torn trachea prevented Sir Locke from making any sound.

"Finally quiet."

Xu Mo didn't even look at Sir Locke lying on the ground like a dead fish.

His gaze never left Rust Sword from the beginning to the end.

"Then, break the stone first."

Xu Mo clenched his fist and punched out suddenly.

The strength is enough to open mountains and crush rocks.

Bang!
This punch hit the big rock firmly.

Under the dull sound, the stone was cracked, but it didn't break directly as Xu Mo thought.

Much harder than ordinary stones.

But to Xu Mo, this kind of hardness was meaningless.

Another punch.

This time the strength was greater, and a tyrannical inner strength was added.

The horror of inner strength is that it can penetrate into the target and then explode like an air cannon.

With this punch, the half-person-high boulder was directly smashed into pieces.

Then, Xu Mo saw a scene that shocked him.

He saw the Rusty Sword. At this moment, Xu Mo was sure that this was his Rusty Sword.

But at this moment, only half of the rusty sword is left.

It is a broken sword.

The other half is gone, only the hilt, which extends out for about a little more.

At this moment, Xu Mo's scalp tingled, and then under shock, he became angry.

intense anger.

"Who did this?"

Xu Mo gritted his teeth. He finally understood why the Rusty Sword looked like this. It was like a wounded beast. Whoever approached it would instinctively counterattack and attack the opponent.

Because it's broken.

turned into a broken sword.

Using the method of turning everything into a spirit, Xu Mo probably understood that the aura of Rusty Sword can also be understood as being equivalent to human memory and thinking, which is also fragmented.

It doesn't remember itself.

It's like a seriously ill person who lost his intelligence and memory, from an adult to a three-year-old child.

One can imagine Xu Mo's mood at this moment.

Terrible.

To him, Rusty Sword was not a sword.

This is his partner, his friend, his apprentice, his best friend.

Same as family.

The family has become like this, who can be in a good mood?

"Who did this? Let me ask you, who did this?"

Xu Mo now vented his anger on Sir Locke.

The latter was speechless, his neck was broken, and his muscles and blood vessel tissue were torn, causing bloody foam to flow out of his mouth.

At this time, it seemed that the bloody smell had caused some kind of effect.

There was movement on the second floor of the Treasure Hall.

Soon, that semi-immortal-level vampire came out with various tubes inserted.

Predictably, a big battle started directly.

Horrific attacks came one after another. Xu Mo's eyes were cold this time. He reached out and grabbed the bronze bell over there, and cooperated with the corresponding method to cast the Golden Bell Seal.

The golden light enveloped the whole body, resisting the attack of the half-immortal blood clan.

In the basement, the werewolf also rushed out, this time, it was two against one again.

Even if Xu Mo had some magic weapons in his hands, it was impossible to defeat these two monsters who were already stronger than him in a one-on-two match.

Although he has the Cloud Pulling Sword in his hand, the power of the Cloud Pulling Sword is not enough to shake half-immortal-level vampires and werewolves.

But this time, Xu Mo obviously persisted for a long time.

Xu Mo also got the string of Buddhist pearls.

It's just a pity that many of the Buddhist powers of the seals on it have dissipated, and the only remaining ones are also defensive seals, which is equivalent to adding a few layers of protection.

Can last longer.

That's it.

It's hard to pull the cloud sword alone, Xu Mo knew that he would not be able to defeat these two monsters this time, and one more thing, he was in a mess now.

Failure is a matter of time.

At this moment Xu Mo looked at the werewolf, and with a thought, he shouted: "Stop, Han Mo, I have something to say."

Hammer.

This is an information obtained from Jane's mouth before.

About 400 years ago, the name of a powerful werewolf who disappeared.

Sure enough, the werewolf froze when he heard the name.

The blood race over there was also a little surprised.

Xu Mo took the opportunity to retract the magic sword, and the fight between the two sides stopped suddenly.

"Who are you?" The werewolf stared at Xu Mo, and every word in his mouth was like the low roar of a wild beast, full of violence and blood that he couldn't see but could feel.

"Me?" Xu Mo's thoughts turned at this moment. Suddenly, he looked at the half rusted sword over there, and said, "I am the owner of this sword. You stole my things."

"Your stuff? Hehehehe!" The werewolf asked back, then sneered.

"Everything in the Treasure Hall belongs to us. Now, you broke into our territory. No matter who you are, you have to pay for it." The vampire on the second floor seems weak, but this guy is the last dangerous presence.

"So, who are you?" Xu Mo asked the blood clan at this time.

This time, he hoped to get as many clues as possible.

"I am death." The blood sneered, and said a joke that sounded funny, but it wasn't funny at all. Suddenly he raised his hand, and countless bloody lights covered Xu Mo from all around.

It turned out that the opponent didn't really stop just now, but was brewing a big move.

The blood light was like countless sharp swords, which finally pierced through the mana of the copper bell and Buddhist beads, annihilating everything in them.

(End of this chapter)