outside the pit
A man in black clothes was in tatters, and his clothes were full of marks cut by weapons. He was lying on the sand covered in blood.
Click!
Lin Diao crushed the wine bottle that had fallen on the sand with his foot. He held a Lingxuan bag in his hand, waved to the others and said with a smile, "Come on, let's see what's in this kid's Lingxuan bag."
The red-bellied eagle nodded and put away the Lingpin knife in his hand, rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Okay! I want to see what good things he has in his Lingxuan bag, hehe!"
The gray-faced eagle stepped on the man in black with a smile on his face. He didn't get close to him out of curiosity, and just kept stepping on him.
Goshawk stood there with a long sword in his hand, and said calmly: "This guy is so weak, what good treasures can he have in the Lingxuan bag? You should not have too much hope."
"Yes. The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment." The Jayhawk put away the long sword in his hand and sat alone on the sand drinking wine, pretending not to care.
Lin Diao opened the Lingxuan bag and took a closer look. He was like a statue and froze on the spot.
Seeing his dull expression, the red-bellied eagle approached him curiously and said, "What's wrong? Isn't there nothing in his spiritual bag?"
As he said that, he cast his gaze into the Lingxuan bag in Lin Diao's hand, wanting to find out.
"Huh?!" The Jayhawk stopped drinking and stared at the motionless Lin Diao, frowning slightly.
The Goshawk and the Gray-faced Vulture also noticed Lin Eagle's unusual behavior, but neither of them asked questions and just looked at him quietly.
Snap!
Before the red-bellied eagle saw the contents of the Lingxuan bag, Lin Diao's hands softened, and the Lingxuan bag immediately came out of his hands and landed directly on the sand.
Goshawk and Sparrowhawk suddenly felt that something was not right. They quickly got up and quickly came to Lin Diao.
"Lin Diao, what terrible thing is in this Lingxuan bag? Speak quickly." The red-bellied eagle was frightened when he saw Lin Diao. He did not dare to pick up the Lingxuan bag on the sand for a while.
Cang Ying glanced at the ordinary Ling Xuan bag and asked, "What's wrong, Lin Diao? What's in it?"
The Jayhawk looked a little anxious and said, "Yes, don't be silent."
Lin Diao's trembling mouth slowly closed, and with a gulp, he swallowed a large mouthful of saliva, and his panicked eyes swept over several people.
He pointed to the Lingxuan bag on the sand, shook his head and said, "There is nothing precious or scary in it, only a sword."
After hearing his words, the red-bellied eagle, sparrow eagle, goshawk, and gray-faced vulture breathed a sigh of relief. They thought it was something scary, but unexpectedly it was just a sword.
The red-bellied eagle was the first to say: "What do I think it is? Isn't it just a sword? It scares you."
Jayhawk took off the wine bottle from his waist and said while drinking, "Lin Diao, it's just a sword. What's there to be afraid of?"
Goshawk paused and asked in a low voice: "Isn't what you saw an evil sword?"
In his opinion, Lin Diao is also a man who has seen the world. The person who can scare him like this is probably an evil sword, otherwise, it should not scare him.
Lin Diao said in detail: "I'm not sure, but the quality of that sword is very extraordinary. Its quality should be above the spiritual grade, but I can't tell the specific quality of the sword. It just so happens that you two are also sword users. It’s up to you to speak.”
"Above the spiritual grade? You mean the quality of the sword has reached the holy grade! Improbable, right?" Goshawk said in surprise, turning to look at the Sparrowhawk beside him.
"I don't know whether it is or not, but at least it is much sharper than the spiritual knife in the hand of the red-bellied eagle. Of course, this is just my personal opinion." Lin Diao did not dare to say too much before he was absolutely sure. Full.
The Jayhawk also had deep doubts about Lin Diao's words, but he did not speculate like the Goshawk, but said very rationally: "Anyway, the sword is here, let's take it out first and take a look. .”
When the Jayhawk picked up the Ling Xuan bag on the sand and took out the sword that Lin Diao was talking about, an invisible pressure suddenly began to spread around, making them breathless.
The red-bellied eagle asked in shock: "What a strong sense of oppression. What kind of sword is this?!"
The goshawk and the sparrow hawk looked at each other, and the former was the first to say: "The sword can release such terrifying pressure before it is pulled out. If the sword is taken out of the scabbard, the pressure we feel will be even greater. "
"This sword is definitely an extraordinary sword, but judging from the pressure emanating from the sword body..." Having said this, the Jayhawk did not continue, but moved his eyes to the man next to him. Eagle, I want to hear his opinion first.
Goshawk stared at the milky white sword hilt, carefully looked at the blood red patterns on the sword hilt, and said: "Although it is a bit unbelievable, just judging from the sense of oppression this sword brings to people, its quality has reached the level of gods." Taste."
"As for whether it is a divine sword or not, it depends on its power to further judge."
Lin Diao paused and whispered: "You mean, the only way to judge its power is to hold this sword in your hand?"
Seeing Goshawk and Sparrowhawk nodding, he said cautiously: "This sword is too powerful. If I pull it out rashly, will it be too dangerous?"
"It's just a sword, how dangerous can it be? Let me try it." After all, the Jayhawk is a sword user, so the curiosity in his heart will naturally be stronger, and an impatient look suddenly appeared on his face.
After saying that, he took the scabbard of the sword in his left hand and the hilt of the sword in his right hand, preparing to pull the sword body out of the scabbard.
For some reason, when his right palm tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, his body began to tremble, and sweat began to appear on his forehead.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths. . . . . .
At first, Lin Diao and the others thought he looked strange and thought it was due to the pressure from the sword. However, as time went by, they felt something was not right.
Besides, the Jayhawk's face was pale at this moment, and beads of sweat were sliding down his face. He seemed to be frightened, and his trembling body did not stop.
When Lin Diao saw this, he immediately shouted loudly: "No! Save people quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, the Goshawk grabbed the scabbard of the sword, and the Red-bellied Eagle quickly removed the Sparrowhawk's right hand from the hilt of the sword.
Plop!
When Jayhawk's hand came off the hilt of the sword, he immediately collapsed on the sand, panting heavily. After a long time, his panicked expression gradually recovered.
Lin Diao squatted beside him and asked softly: "Squirrel Hawk, what did you see just now?"
Recalling the scene just now, Jayhawk still looked a little uneasy and said: "The moment I held the hilt of the sword, my mind was filled with the hissing of blood ants... It hit my brain, trying to Interfering with my thoughts.”
"If you hadn't separated my hand from the sword hilt in time, I would have been unable to withstand it."
The goshawk holding the scabbard frowned and said in confusion: "Blood ants?"
The Jayhawk nodded and said, "Yes, it's the blood ant!"
The red-bellied eagle pointed at the sword in the goshawk's hand and asked in great confusion: "You mean there are blood ants in this sword?"
The Jayhawk shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, but I am certain that this sword must be related to the crazy blood ant colony."
Lin Diao looked at Zhufeng who was stepped on by the gray-faced vulture, and said involuntarily: "How did this kid get such a powerful sword?"
"Him?" The Jayhawk heard this and said directly: "You think too highly of him. His strength, will, and state of mind alone are not enough to defeat this sword."
Goshawk held the scabbard in both hands and said solemnly: "Sparrowhawk, what do you think of the quality of this sword..."
Jayhawk replied without a smile: "If I guess correctly, this should be a divine sword."
As soon as he said this, Lin Diao, Goshawk, and Red-bellied Eagle were all shocked. Obviously, the quality of the sword exceeded their expectations.
"Excalibur?! No way..." Lin Diao was shocked and said, "Squirrel Eagle, are you sure? This is really an excalibur?"
Jayhawk was unsure and was not sure about the quality of the sword, so he said: "Although I have never seen the Divine Sword, but judging from the impact it gave me just now, the power of this sword will not be weaker than the Divine Sword." .”
"That's great!" When the Red-bellied Eagle heard this, he immediately clapped his hands and said with great joy: "With this sword, we can negotiate terms with the three major sects: Sanwang Hall, Daofu, and Jiange."
Lin Diao glanced at him and said: "Negotiating terms? Wake up quickly. Their strength is there. Even if we have the divine sword, they will not let us go."
The Jayhawk nodded and said: "Lin Diao is right. The Divine Sword is extremely precious, but it cannot save us. Instead, it will bring disaster to us."
Goshawk's eyes swept over the crowd and said word by word: "With this divine sword here, our situation will be even more dangerous. There is no need to say more about Sanwang Palace, Sword Mansion, and Sword Pavilion. Once the news gets out, , others will also keep an eye on us."
Seeing their sad faces, the red-bellied eagle asked in a low voice: "Then what do you mean, throw away this sword?"
Lin Diao immediately said: "Hide it first and wait until eldest brother comes back."
The red-bellied eagle pointed at Zhufeng at the feet of the gray-faced eagle, looked at Lin Diao and the others, and asked, "What about that kid? Do you want to kill him?"
The three of them looked at each other. Lin Diao thought for a while and said, "This kid is among the ghost sect. Maybe he has something to do with the ghost sect. Let's keep him alive first."
Goshawk and Pine Sparrow Eagle nodded one after another. At this moment, they had offended the three major forces of Sanwang Palace, Daofu Palace, and Jiange Pavilion. If they offended the Guimen again, they would undoubtedly dig their own graves.
The red-bellied eagle frowned and said, "But we not only took away the divine sword in his hand, but also beat him like this. After he recovers from his injuries, he will definitely hate us."
Lin Diao scolded sternly: "Have you ever thought about it! If he has a good relationship with a big shot in the ghost sect, if we kill him, we will indirectly offend the ghost sect."
"At that time, four of the five major forces in Liangcheng have enmity with us. With just one spiritual clan, let alone whether they are willing to protect us, even if they are willing, do you think we still have a chance to survive?"
Jayhawk said: "Let me tell you, the Spirit Clan will not be stupid enough to become enemies of the four major sects, no matter how many benefits we give them, it will be useless."
At this moment, the gray-faced eagle shouted to the four of them: "Hey! Lin Diao, what should we do with this guy Goshawk?"
Lin Diao immediately replied: "Just leave him there."
The gray-faced vulture snorted coldly, raised his feet and walked away, saying slightly dissatisfied: "I really took advantage of you!"
Just as he turned around to leave, suddenly, a bloody palm grabbed his ankle. When he looked back, he saw Zhufeng covered in scars.
He didn't pay much attention. He dragged Zhufeng a short distance away. When he found that he still refused to let go, he stared at him and said impatiently: "If you don't let me go, I'll punch you to death!"
Zhufeng's face was bruised and bruised, and the corners of his mouth were full of wounds. He struggled to say, "Give me back the divine sword."
"Fuck you!" Upon hearing this, the gray-faced eagle became furious and kicked him in the face. Zhufeng was kicked away by him, and a trail of blood was scattered in the air before his body fell into a deep pit.
If Lin Diao hadn't told Gray Faced Eagle not to kill anyone in advance, Zhufeng would have been killed by him long ago. After all, he still holds a grudge against Zhufeng and Ziyang for beating him last time. Hearing that Lin Diao asked him to let him go, the Gray-faced Vulture became even more angry.
At this moment, Zhufeng dared to ask for the divine sword from him, so naturally he would not show mercy.
