reborn as emperor

Chapter 543 542. Corpse Drive? [eighth more]

Got the third spirit sword.

A gleam of joy flashed in Yang Mucheng's eyes.

Since then, there are only seven spirit swords left in the outside world.

But see.

Lei Chuanming shouldered the battle ax and said:
"Big waves washing the sand, one generation is stronger than the next. It is my great fortune to have you, the most powerful person, appear in Haotian Continent. After all, even if I defeat you, I may not be able to fight to the end on the Suoling Ferry .With your strength, I am afraid that you will be able to truly reach the Wan Dao Sword Sect!"

"The Thorin Ferry?"

Yang Mucheng frowned, "Could it be that Wan Dao Sword Sect is at sea?"

"Wrong, Wan Dao Sword Sect is in the sky!" Lei Chuanming grinned. "As for what the Suo Ling Ferry is, you'll know when you gather the other seven spirit swords. Since you can defeat me, the others in Haotian Continent should not be your opponents."

Yang Mucheng accepted the spirit sword.

He looked at Yang Xiu, and then at Lei Chuanming.

It's really a pity that these two masters let go like this.Thinking of this, Yang Mucheng said:

"Yang Xiu, Lei Chuanming, how about you two serving me?"

Lei Chuanming's complexion changed.

The title Old Devil Yang is not just for fun.At the beginning, so many people refused to accept him, and were directly killed by the other party.Unexpectedly, it fell on me now.He is used to being loose by nature, drinking heavily, eating meat, and can't stand the rules of the palace.

If others tried to win him over, Lei Chuanming would have scolded him long ago, but he didn't have the guts to face Yang Mucheng.

but.

Yang Xiu was smarter, he said quickly:

"Emperor Yang, with your strength, you won't have any doubts about making the two of us loyal. But after all, you are too young, and it's okay for the two of us to submit to you, unless you can stand on the list of spirit swords .”

Yang Mucheng knew that this was Yang Xiu's excuse.

Although he has eyes for these two mid-stage Golden Core warriors, he currently has no means of controlling the mid-stage Golden Core warriors.It would be a pity to kill him, so let's make a good relationship.

"That's it!"

"Since the two of you are unwilling, then I won't force you!"

Yang Xiu was overjoyed and hurriedly said:

"Thank you Emperor Yang!"

Lei Chuanming also shouted from the side: "Thank you, Old Devil Yang!"

One night, I met two spirit sword holders, one surrendered and the other fought, and got two spirit swords.

Yang Mucheng was also full of interest, so he didn't force the two of them.

The key question is.

He now has the Dragon Hall and the Emperor's Tomb.

The ancestor of Longtang cultivated in the imperial tomb, coupled with the combination of heaven, spirit and earth treasures, he would reach the middle stage of golden core in a short period of time, which is also the reason why he did not oppress the two.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty."

"You already have three spirit swords in your hand, only the last seven are left..."

"I don't know what Lei Chuanming said about the Suoling Ferry?"

"Yes, he said that Wan Dao Jianzong is actually in the sky?"

Yang Mucheng looked at the three spirit swords that were put into the dragon tail bracelet.

As for.

Yang Mucheng didn't plan to pursue the remaining seven spirit sword holders.Anyway, the three spirit swords were on his body.If other people want to get the spirit sword, they have to find it one by one, but he just needs to wait quietly.

however.

What Yang Mucheng didn't expect was that when he got the two spirit swords tonight, a big event happened.

……

"I never dreamed that the little emperor was Laomo Yang. But to be honest, this kid is really worthy of the name of Laomo. Even if I tried my best, I couldn't deal with him. Although, the last move I had a tie with him, it was a dead end, but do you know why I conceded defeat? I dare not fight any more!"

Lei Chuanming, who was on the same path as Yang Xiu, grinned and yelled about the previous battle along the way.

"I've tried my best, but I feel that Old Devil Yang is still just putting on an understatement. If I continue to fight, I will definitely lose, so I might as well just admit defeat!"

Yang Xiu on the side smiled wryly and shook his head, saying:

"Emperor Yang used the "24 Solar Terms Shocking God Fingers" to deal with you. Each finger is a high-grade mysterious martial art. I originally found him and wanted to take the spirit sword from him. But outside the palace, I saw it with my own eyes. He demonstrated all of the "24 Solar Terms Shocking Fingers", and I knew I was no match for him, so I handed over the spirit sword to him without the slightest hesitation."

Speaking of it.

He glanced at Lei Chuanming complainingly, and said:

"You little old man, I have reminded you many times, but you don't appreciate it. Fortunately, Emperor Yang is in a good mood and didn't get angry, otherwise he will kill you. At that time, maybe even your disciples and grandchildren won't be able to escape."

Lei Chuanming grinned.

He did not deny this sentence.

It was also because Yang Mucheng was in a good mood that the two of them could come out intact. If they were other people, they might not have much chance of surviving.

"Yang Xiu, what are you going to do next?"

Lei Chuanming rolled his eyes and asked.

"I plan to devote myself to retreat, and then practice the art of raising swords. After 30 years, I should be sure to be able to enter the Wan Dao Sword Sect!" Yang Xiu said with a smile.

Hearing this, Lei Chuanming swallowed.

60 years to raise a sword.

Then.

How terrible will the sword energy cultivated in the past 60 years be?Maybe, at that time, he was no longer Yang Xiu's opponent.Thinking of this, Lei Chuanming only felt a headache.His hobbies are nothing more than the old three: eating, drinking, and killing!

"Stop talking about these troublesome things!" Lei Chuanming said: "I buried a can of bamboo green wine in the backyard of the sect. It has been hundreds of years. I invite you to drink it."

"it is good!"

Hearing the hundred-year-old wine, the wine worm in Yang Xiu's stomach was almost drawn out, and he couldn't help nodding.

however.

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression froze.

But see...

In the dark, a figure came out slowly.

This figure is a thin middle-aged man, dressed in a blue robe, with a high bun, holding a half-arm-long judge's pen in his right hand.His complexion was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if he were dead.And this person is one of the holders of the spirit sword—the life-threatening scholar Lin Suyu!

"Lin Suyu, are you visiting brothels again? Why do you look so bad?"

Lei Chuanming still shouted heartlessly.

"wrong!"

Yang Xiu's expression froze.

As soon as he finished speaking, another white-haired old man with a stooped waist came out from Lin Suyu's side.And he is also the holder of the spirit sword—Old Man Zhao Chunqiu!
No matter how idiotic Lei Chuanming was, he realized that something was wrong.

But before he could open his mouth, Jiang Chuhao, the explosive real person in the dark, also walked out slowly.

then.

The fourth spirit sword holder, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh...

There were seven people in total, and all of them came out.

And these seven people.

But there is no breath, and the pulse stops.

"Lei Chuanming, Yang Xiu, this old man has been waiting for you two here for a long time... Hand over the spirit sword!"

A burst of cold laughter sounded slowly.

But see.

Behind the seven people, a man wearing a black robe and a bronze mask of a ghost with blue fangs slowly walked out.Under the man's mask, a pair of pale and frightening eyes stared at the man's scalp numb, making it impossible to contain goosebumps all over his body!

"The corpse party!"

Yang Xiu cried out when he saw this man.

(End of this chapter)