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Chapter 534: A Vicious Fame!

January time passed quietly.

In the entire wild ancient land, the blood-colored light curtain is still covered.

All the various disciples who participated in it all began to feel anxious inwardly.

Although they come from different sects, the missions are similar to each other, and they are all doing routine missions here, but now, everyone seems to be sealed in it.

If you want to leave, it will definitely not be so easy.

not only that.

People from many sects were on guard against, besides the alien army, there was also the elusive, burly, and rough-faced hateful thief.

"boom!"

In an ancient forest.

At a certain moment, a vision suddenly came out, in which, evil light was flickering, and in the middle of the sky, there was even a huge light and shadow flickering.

"Buzz!"

Moving towards the sky, a giant hand grabbed it fiercely. In an instant, the light trembled violently, and then turned into nothingness.

"Hahaha...it's an ancient warrior!"

In the dense forest, a group of three figures suddenly sprang out, one of them was full of excitement, and in the opponent's hand, a strange bluestone ancient sword with a length of three meters appeared in it.

The ancient bluestone sword exudes ancient waves, wisps of wonderful light lines, as if engraved in it, looming a heavy and dangerous atmosphere.

The weight of this sword is obviously astonishing. This person's strength is clearly high at the Wuzong level, at the level of the peak of the sixth heaven, but he needs to hold the sword forcibly with both hands, and there is even a slight tinge of excitement on his excited face. The color of labor.

A Wuzong-level sixth-layer strongman can control the power of ten thousand junctures. One can imagine how thick this ancient bluestone sword is.

"The magical ancient bluestone sword, if you don't input the real energy, it's probably only a thousand weights, but if you input the real energy, the weight will be doubled!"

The disciple groaned in a low voice.

"However, this is definitely a strange treasure, it's better to put it away... Be careful of that robber appearing, now this guy is not only robbing pills and spiritual things, he even takes away weapons."

Beside the other party, the other two disciples all showed signs of worry.

"Yes, that's exactly what it should be."

Hearing the words, the man holding the bluestone ancient sword suddenly showed a serious expression on his face, and subconsciously wanted to put the epee away.

"What a bluestone ancient sword... It seems that it is destined for me."

Suddenly.

A lazy voice came out suddenly.

"Shh!"

Hearing this voice, the bodies of the three disciples suddenly tensed up, their pupils stretched crazily, as if they had seen a ghost, and even their bodies could not help but tremble in the tenseness.

I saw not far away on one side, and at some point, a burly figure had appeared in it.

This person is none other than Wu Yangyu!

"You robber, aren't you afraid of causing public outrage? We spent a lot of energy to get this! We are the disciples of the Emperor Sword Sect, you are going to fight our Emperor Sword Sect!"

Looking fiercely at Wu Yangyu, the disciple who was holding the ancient bluestone sword couldn't help roaring in grief and indignation.

"Oh, Emperor Sword Sect..."

Wu Yangyu frowned slightly.

He doesn't feel bad about this sect.

However, there are also impressions.

At the beginning, in the experience of the road of death, there were ten strong men, one of them was Jun Baiyi, a master of swordsmanship, who joined the emperor's way of swordsmanship.

Moreover, this sect is relatively decent, and the reason why they didn't accept him as a disciple at the beginning was because he didn't show the aptitude of swordsmanship.

but.

Looking at this ancient bluestone sword, Wu Yangyu was really envious.

This sword is really extraordinary, which makes him quite moved.

"Forget it, I don't have any conflicts with your Emperor Sword Sect. If you hand over this ancient bluestone sword, I won't rob you of your pills and spirits."

Wu Yangyu stroked his chin and groaned casually.

"Really?"

The faces of the three couldn't help showing consternation when they heard the words, and even in their hearts, they even had a strange and extraordinary feeling of happiness. You must know that so many sects have been suppressed during this period of time. The robbery was extremely miserable.

Even the battle armor on some disciples was stripped off and taken away.

Based on this calculation, if Wu Yangyu's words are true, then they are really lucky.

"Of course, you can also choose to resist, but if it gets to such an extent, I will rob everything."

Wu Yangyu said with a smile on his face, "kindness" and "consideration for you".

"Shameless!"

The three of them couldn't help screaming and cursing inwardly.

However, they also knew that the three of them had no qualifications to challenge Wu Yangyu. According to rumors, this bandit had even beheaded the strongest of the eighth heaven of Wu Zong level.

The other party was born in the Tianxin Sect, and was actually an old-fashioned inner disciple, but he was forcibly suppressed and beheaded like this. Moreover, this person's status was not low in the Tianxin Sect, he was the grandson of an elder, It is said that the leader of the Tianxin Sect has been roaring for several days, looking for the murderer!

However, this bandit is not only amazing in body, but also in amazing speed, as slippery as a loach, it is difficult to catch at all.

"Take it!"

After a brief deliberation and ideological struggle, the disciple threw the ancient bluestone sword in his hand weakly.

"Chong!"

Holding the ancient sword in his hand, a look of surprise appeared on Wu Yangyu's face.

This ancient bluestone sword is really astonishing. The simple and unsophisticated sword body and hilt are all made of strange stones, and there is not even a half-joint gap in the whole body, that is to say, the whole body is complete.

Moreover, on the surface, it looks like a natural stone sword.

"Is it more than a thousand jun weight?"

While waving it casually, suddenly there was a strong wind, and there was a sudden thunderstorm, and there seemed to be traces of cracks in the space.

"Good sword!"

Wu Yangyu nodded in satisfaction, and after that, he actually left without any trace of robbery.

"This robber... really left?"

Such a scene, on the contrary, made the faces of the three disciples who were still facing the enemy full of disbelief.

Since this period of time, Wu Yangyu has become the representative of words such as "shameless", "bastard", and "despicable". The three disciples of the Emperor Sword Sect who originally offered the ancient bluestone sword are also ready to strike at any time , who would have expected that Wu Yangyu would actually leave...

"This shameless person must find him! Find him!"

a day later.

In the wild ancient land, there was a roar.

The terrifying prestige shocked the ten directions, and set off huge cracks in the midair.

"Oh my god, it was the leader of the Xinzong who was yelling again that day..."

"Yes, it's really pitiful. It is said that a descendant of an elder in Tianxinzong was beheaded, and his strength is still at the level of the eighth heaven of Wuzong level. As the team leader, he is naturally responsible."

Hearing the roar, some disciples immediately began to discuss uncontrollably.

"Hehehe, there are no dead people in other sects, and I don't know why the Tianxin sect is so miserable."

"No, no, there are also disciples of the Wanshengzong. Although they did not die, they were seriously injured, and they were robbed quite ruthlessly..."

"That shameless person, a shameful bandit, what is his origin..."

In this discussion.

There was a sudden surge of aura of divine power.

From all directions, a powerful figure appeared unexpectedly.

These figures all exude boundless power, and there seems to be a vague aura of kingship intertwined. What's more, the true energy all over their bodies has condensed into substance, like a chain of order, entwined and clanging.

"This is……?!"

Seeing the figures appearing in all directions, the voices of many sect disciples couldn't help being a little shocked.

Because everyone who came was the pinnacle of the Wuzong level Jiuzhongtian, and they were clearly the leaders of each sect!
These team leaders are actually kings. However, they were sealed into the realm of Wu Zongji Jiuzhongtian. Even so, the aura on this body still contains a king's will, which is very extraordinary.

Standing together, everyone has already gathered in the entire wild ancient land, probably [-]% to [-]% of the team leader.

"This person must die! He must die! Brothers of the sect, if anyone can kill him, I, Tianxinzong, will be grateful!"

The leader of the Tianxinzong shouted with resentment on his face.

"This son has robbed our Wansheng sect many times, it is unforgivable...you must die!"

In the Wansheng sect, someone also gritted their teeth and growled.

"Our Jingyue Tianzong will not participate in this matter!"

The person who spoke was a blue-haired beauty with a plump figure and refined temperament, and the other party was the leader of the Jingyue Tianzong.

"Hehe... You Jingyue Tianzong is also lucky, you haven't been robbed once!"

When the leader of the Tianxin Sect heard the words, the expression on his face immediately flickered with a trace of coldness. Such a gesture was obviously jealous.

"What do you mean?"

The pretty face of the blue-haired beauty turned slightly cold, and a dangerous aura shone in her beautiful eyes, slowly permeating.

"My Imperial Sword Sect doesn't plan to participate either!"

Sudden.

A slender disciple with a dark iron sword on his back also said casually.

"You... your Imperial Sword Sect is said to have been robbed! Could it be that your Imperial Sword Sect is so spineless that you just gave up like this?"

Someone from the Wansheng sect suddenly became furious, and couldn't help but sneered.

"Now, it is sealed here, so what we Huangdao Jianzong want to do most is how to get out. As for that mysterious guy, if we meet, we will solve it alone!"

Emperor Dao Jianzong, arrogant and extraordinary, obviously disdained such joint encirclement and suppression.

"If you don't kill this son, all sects should not think about getting out of it! You Jingyue Tianzong and Huangdaojianzong are really selfish enough."

Unable to bear it, a team leader began to taunt that he was a disciple of the Red Feather Sect.

"Hmph! People from the Akabane Sect, what are you!"

This Xuanjian disciple's eyes were full of fierce and divine light, as if there were sword patterns intertwined in it, he kept moving, his momentum was vast, and his physical body seemed to evolve into a mountain of swords in an instant, and he was crushing towards the opponent without any concealment. Press away.

"you!"

The Red Feather Sect itself is far behind the Emperor Sword Sect, it is not a sect of the same level at all, even among the leaders, there is an absolute gap.

Even though they were sealed, the gap still existed. Feeling the terrifying coercion emanating from the Black Tie Zhanjian disciple, the other party's expression could not help but change violently, and there was a ray of timidity in his eyes.

"The shameless thief is out again...!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more deadlocked, suddenly, there was a shrill cry that spread throughout.

"Chase!"

this moment.

The Wansheng Sect, Tianxin Sect, Chiyu Sect and other sects chased after each other in one direction...

(End of this chapter)