"You can't even enter my body, so what are you using to fight me?"
The white-haired old man stepped forward and sneered, "You are indeed an unborn genius, but it's a pity that you are too young and your skills are still shallow.
I have lived a lifetime, and it would be a waste if I could kill a monster and genius like you before I die. "
Hearing this, the other eight tombkeepers who had not taken action all this time also stepped forward and surrounded Mr. Er, Chu Xiu and others with murderous intent.
Xia Chuxue, the landlady, Zhu Yourong and other girls all had a bit more nervousness on their faces.
Mr. Er glanced at Chu Xiu and said, "Have you poisoned me?"
The white-haired old man was startled for a moment, his pupils shrank sharply, he stopped, and he stared at Chu Xiu in surprise.
"As Second Senior Brother you just said, he has lived too many years and has profound skills. If I attack with force, I am confident that I can kill him with one sword, but I will probably be slapped by him." Chu Xiu said, "No. What a bargain.”
"You...are you really poisoned?" The white-haired old man couldn't calm down anymore and secretly checked his physical condition.
Uh-huh!
Suddenly, Chu Xiu made a sudden attack, and his figure looked like a horse, heading straight towards the white-haired old man.
Desolate Sky Sword, unsheathed!
The white-haired old man's pupils shrank sharply, and his reaction was not unpleasant. He only paused for a moment, then raised his right hand and blasted forward. The force of his palm was like an overwhelming force, pouring forward.
Unfortunately, the moment of stagnation caused Chu Xiu's figure to pass behind him.
The Wild Sky Sword has been sheathed.
"After all, I am also the thirteenth gentleman of Zhuque Academy. How can I poison myself when I fight with an old man like you?" Chu Xiu turned around and said leisurely, with a cold expression on his face.
The white-haired old man looked ahead blankly.
Blood gushed out from his neck.
The east city of Huangling was as quiet as death.
"He actually killed the peak powerhouse of Tongyou Realm..." Su Yuheng from Tianzong was shocked beyond words.
She knew very well what this kind of achievement meant.
Why is my junior sister, Fairy Xuanji, regarded by Master as the future of Tianzong?
It was because when this junior sister was eighteen years old, she fought alone against the five elders of the Tongyou Realm of Tianzong and did not fall behind.
Chu Xiu killed this powerful man at the peak of Tongyou Realm. Although he used skills and tricks, he won in the end.
Genius.
Unparalleled genius!
"Well... he seems to be a peerless genius, otherwise he would not have been accepted as a direct disciple by Dean Feng." Thinking of this, and thinking of Chu Xiu's performance in the final martial arts test at Suzaku Academy, Su Yuheng gradually calmed down.
Xia Chuxue looked at Chu Xiu out of the corner of her eye, and a different thought came to her mind:
My dad shouldn't be able to defeat him anymore, right?
Recalling the first time she had dinner with her cheap cousin, Xia Chuxue felt a little ashamed.
At the beginning, both himself and his father looked down upon Chu Xiu.
"That's too reckless," said the second gentleman.
Chu Xiu smiled and said, "With Second Senior Brother by my side, no matter how reckless I am, there will be no problem."
Mr. Er nodded, "That's true."
"Uh..." Chu Xiu was speechless for a moment, thinking that all the disciples at the back of the academy, even this second senior brother who had always been serious about words, were crazy and arrogant.
The second gentleman glanced at the eight old men holding swords surrounding him, "Either retreat, or bury your bones here."
Huangling East City was silent again.
The second gentleman stood there calmly, with no aura at all.
However, his words were so domineering that no one dared to ignore them, and no one dared not to listen to them.
All the gravekeepers were hesitant.
The faint smell of blood that permeated the East City was destroying their fighting spirit.
The thirteen gentlemen in the back mountain of Suzaku Academy can kill the peak powerhouse of Tongyou Realm, so how high is the combat power of this second gentleman...
Incalculable!
Desperate.
"Now that you have shown up, how can you retreat?" A tomb guard said coldly, "It's just death, so what's there to be afraid of?"
"No fear?" The second gentleman's figure flashed and appeared in front of the tomb guard in an instant.
The gravekeeper's expression changed drastically, and he immediately raised his sword and slashed at the second gentleman.
Mr. Er reached out and patted the gravekeeper directly on the face.
Gravekeeper, die!
"He has already made your choice for you." Mr. Second's voice was indifferent, and his figure turned into afterimages.
"I will fight with you..."
As soon as the angry scolding sounded, the figure was already flying around.
For a moment.
The yelling and screaming stopped completely.
The smell of blood permeates the air.
Dongshi, it’s over.
"I will definitely be better than him in the future." Chu Xiu looked at Mr. Er with a hint of fighting intent in his eyes.
From beginning to end, his goal has always been to be invincible and powerful!
The combat prowess this second senior brother had just displayed made him yearn for it.
Mr. Er glanced at Chu Xiu and said, "Don't let down your guard. There are far more than just these people guarding the tomb."
Chu Xiu nodded, "Not only the tomb keeper, Emperor Qian will definitely take the opportunity to take action against me."
"Now that you know it, why are you still so arrogant?" The second gentleman was speechless.
Chu Xiu hummed softly: "I call that old guy Master every day, why can't I use his name to scare people?"
Mr. Er glanced at the human figurines around him and lifted them gently with his right hand. In a bun shop on the right, a rolling pin rose into the sky.
Chu Xiu's eyelids twitched, and he immediately changed his words: "Master is a saint in my heart, and my admiration for Master is like the water of the Canglang River, flowing endlessly.
It can be said that if the master is not born in heaven, eternity will be like a long night. "
Mr. Er held the jade rolling pin and whispered: "Master is not born in heaven, and eternity will be like a long night... That's right."
"Haha~, Master, that's how it is in my eyes." Chu Xiu laughed, thinking that next time he saw Wang Quan smile, he must have a good exchange with him.
"Let's go." Seeing that Zhu Yourong had already picked up the jade figurine of a restaurant girl, the second gentleman gently shook the rolling pin in his hand without hitting Chu Xiu's head.
Although, he really wanted to imitate his master and knock a few times.
The group of people left the East Market and returned to Zhuque Street in the Imperial Tomb.
Their eyes were all looking at the gold and silver platform that was faintly visible in front of them.
In Chang'an City, behind the Gold and Silver Tower, is the palace of the Daqian Dynasty.
In this imperial mausoleum, behind the gold and silver platform, is the real mausoleum of Emperor Wu.
"What joy is there in life? What fear is there in death?"
"In this life, I am destined to always be with His Majesty the Emperor Wu."
"Guard the tomb in life, and be buried with you in death."
The old man's long and low sigh sounded in everyone's ears.
In front of the gold and silver platform, figures in gray clothes appeared one after another.
In an instant, it spread all over Zhuque Street.
"So many?" Su Yuheng was shocked.
Mr. Er stared ahead and said slowly: "They are the real tombkeepers, and they are determined to die."
"I'm very curious." Chu Xiu stared at the gray-clothed tombkeepers in front of him, "What secrets are hidden in this mausoleum that it is worthy of supporting so many tombkeepers."
"They... don't seem to need to breathe." Xia Chuxue said suddenly.
"No need to breathe?" Everyone was startled, and then they all stared forward, feeling silently.
Mr. Er stared at it intently for a while, and a strange color gradually flashed in his eyes.
Just now, he felt the lifeless energy from these tombkeepers. He originally thought that this was the deathly energy caused by living in the tomb for many years after having the will to live and die.
But he never thought that these people were already dead.
To be precise, these people are all the living dead.
"I once heard my master talk about a poisonous poison in southern Xinjiang that can control the human body." Su Yuheng said slowly.
Mr. Er said: "Forgetfulness Gu, the living dead."
"Is it difficult to solve?" Chu Xiu asked.
Mr. Er said: "You can understand them as powerful soldiers, not afraid of life and death, and ignorant of pain."
"Soldier?" Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows lightly, "Then capture the thief first and capture the king first."
"Their king may be very strong." The second gentleman's eyes fell on the gold and silver platform.
On the gold and silver table, there is a chessboard.
On the east side of the chessboard, there is a gray-haired old man looking at Mr. Second.
"Are you interested in playing a game of chess?" the white-haired old man invited.
Mr. Er said: "The person who played chess with me last time was the current Emperor Qian."
"The last time I played against the old man, it was your master, Dean Feng."
