The two of them were both sword cultivators at the master level. Once they fought, sand and stones flew into the air, and a large area around them was enveloped in sharp energy, crisscrossing the area.
They rushed out so fast that many members of Liuyun Gang and Langya Village had no time to escape and fell to the ground with wounds all over their bodies.
The two of them approached the hole while fighting. The closer they got, the more they could feel the sharp sword intent emanating from it, and it became more and more obvious.
They were once again sure that Bai Hongjian must have been born!
For warriors like them, when they reach the Grandmaster realm, it becomes very difficult to move forward every inch, and there may even be a phenomenon of sailing against the current.
A sword inherited from several masters will greatly improve and benefit them, and it is worth their efforts to fight for it.
The two of them rolled up a puff of smoke and dust with their true energy and rushed inside, scrambling for the first place, fearing that others would get ahead of them.
As a result, others could no longer bear their temper, and several more figures rushed out to fight for this object.
Several Grandmaster-level figures suddenly started fighting together.
No one has a clear opponent, but they are all very eager to rush into it and come out on top.
But when there were more people making trouble, their speed slowed down, restricting each other, and no one could get the lead.
Those present from the Liuyun Gang and Langya Village all fled away in a hurry, but some of them were unlucky and were affected by the chaos and died on the spot.
The survivors looked back and were frightened.
I thought it was just the two of them, but who would have thought that there were so many master-level masters hidden secretly.
Looking at this situation and thinking about their previous behavior, a ridiculous and funny feeling suddenly appeared.
"ah!"
Screams were heard, and a weaker Grandmaster-level warrior first became the breakthrough point in the chaotic battle. His protective energy was shattered, he was opened several times, and he died immediately.
Although lives were lost, several other people seemed to be anxious. The fighting became more intense and more dangerous, and almost all of their attacks were killing moves.
Finally, several people rushed into the cave.
Seeing this, more people couldn't hold their breath.
Yan Ming noticed that Jin Jiuling stood up, reached out and took out a robe, and put it on himself.
Then he slightly adjusted his appearance, and his appearance soon changed.
Although Jin Jiuling's disguise technique is not as magical as Sikong Zhaixing, it is enough.
Then he flicked the long sword in his hand, appeared and rushed over.
"Get away!"
Jin Jiuling had just approached the entrance of the cave when a Grandmaster-level warrior shot from the other direction.
Seeing that Jin Jiuling was not dodging, the other party wanted to take action to fend him off.
However, I didn't expect that the strength gap between the two sides was a bit big since they were both in the Grandmaster realm.
Jin Jiuling swung his long sword, and a sword energy buzzed in front of him, directly piercing the opponent's throat without any hesitation.
The body of the warrior rushed forward with strong inertia and landed heavily. There was still disbelief in his eyes, as if he didn't understand how he died.
Jin Jiuling rushed directly into the cave and killed two more people on the way. The others were so frightened that they saw that he was not easy to mess with and they all gave way.
Then Yan Ming also put on a mask and rushed in.
He was wearing casual clothes and no one could identify him.
The passage dug by the Liuyun Gang was not very long and led directly into the hill.
As soon as he entered it, Yan Ming felt the light around him dim and quickly dodged to the side.
Jin Jiuling's long sword, which was hidden in the darkness beside the entrance, struck just in time, but Yan Ming dodged.
"Um?"
Jin Jiuling was also very surprised. The long sword continued to approach, and he and Yan Ming hit each other quickly, rushing towards the depths.
"It's you!"
As soon as they met, Jin Jiuling recognized Yan Ming, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
He didn't have time to think too much about how Yan Ming appeared here, he just wanted to take this opportunity to solve it.
Coincidentally, Yan Ming also had the same idea.
The two of them bumped into the area where the earth was falling, and their surroundings suddenly became brighter.
What leads inside turns out to be a quite large internal space.
There were torches on the surrounding walls, and the dim light illuminated the area. Several Grandmaster-level warriors were already standing nearby.
They were fighting very lively just now, but after rushing in, they all stopped and kept their distance from each other. They stood nearby in a ring, with several people staring forward with hot and coveted eyes.
There are some members of the Liuyun Gang here. They finally dug into the area. They had no idea what was going on outside. Suddenly, they were rushed in by several Grandmasters. They were completely frightened and were hiding in the corner. Shivering.
"Um?"
Jin Jiuling and Yan Ming also stopped their hands at the same time and looked forward.
The inside of this place looks like a huge space dug manually, but it has been closed for a long time.
It seems that the entrance and exit to the outside have also been sealed. A guy from the Liuyun Gang who has relevant experience finally found out that there is a space inside, and then mobilized manpower to dig through it and bring this place to light again.
In front of them, on a high platform, there were two corpses.
Judging from their postures, they must have died together after a fierce fight.
The surrounding area is full of traces of fighting, and there are several places where the internal space collapsed, which should be caused by their fighting.
After such a long time, the two corpses had long been completely reduced to bones, without any flesh and blood, but they still maintained the same posture as before their death.
Judging from the strength of his bones, he must be at least a master-level expert.
But what attracted them most was what was next to the bones.
A knife, a sword, and two old but still bulging carry-on bags!
The sharp sword intent they felt just now was emanating from this sword.
White Rainbow Sword!
Everyone was sure that this sword was the target they were looking for.
Even though it has been sealed away from the light of day for so many years, it still cannot cover up the brilliance of the long sword.
This is a magical weapon that you can feel its extraordinary qualities at a glance. The long sword itself seems to be trembling slightly, looking forward to the next owner worthy of it to bring it back to the world.
In comparison, the knife next to the long sword looks much more ordinary.
The blade is narrow and straight, with simple lines. Looking at the appearance, there is no metallic luster at all, it is all black.
At first glance, one might think it was a piece of blackened dead wood made into the shape of a knife.
And compared with the sharp edge of the long sword, the knife did not exude any momentum, and seemed to be just an ordinary weapon that had been weathered by time.
Jin Jiuling's eyes became more intense.
He just stopped because he sensed the call of Bai Hongjian to him.
His intuition told him that this sword perfectly matched his strength, style and Yi Shuige's sword intent, and was exactly what he needed!
This gave Jin Jiuling a feeling that his trip was worthwhile.
Yan Ming stopped because unlike others, he had no feelings for the Baihong Sword, but he vaguely felt the call of the sword to him.
"Um?"
Yan Ming looked at the knife curiously.
Although the appearance looked unremarkable, the sword intent in Yan Ming's body produced an unusual reaction.
This knife is absolutely extraordinary!
Yan Ming arrived with determination.
But it makes sense to think about it. How could someone who could fight to the death with the owner of the White Rainbow Sword be an ordinary person?
Just as it happened, another sword cultivator present next to him also spoke.
"It is rumored that the last owner of the White Rainbow Sword was the famous kendo master Jian Kuang Song. He went to seek revenge against an old enemy. As a result, both of them died together, and the White Rainbow Sword disappeared. It turns out that it is all true. !”
After saying that, several people looked at the corpse of the owner of the knife.
Although he does not have a name that has been handed down from generation to generation, the one who can die with the sword madness back then must be a top master.
Legend has it that the name of Sword Maniac Song is very likely to have reached the Grand Master level, and the opponent's strength will not be lower than him.
In addition to the weapons, there are also luggage left behind by the two of them, and there must be a lot of good things in them!
Given such an opportunity, it is impossible not to be tempted.
Several people coveted it.
"what are you doing!"
One person yelled loudly and suddenly dodged away. A Grandmaster next to him actually released a few poisonous insects, taking advantage of the dim light here to attack.
Several people around him hurriedly evaded upon seeing this, but the man who released the poisonous insect had already rushed towards the Baihong Sword.
"stop!"
Someone immediately slashed down and tried to stop him.
Facing the incoming sword light, he suddenly turned around in the air and spread out a swarm of poisonous insects again. At the same time, he ejected the long sword in his hand, forcing the other person to duck and avoid it. At the same time, he was already in front of the Baihong Sword and reached for the hilt.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, imagining that after getting the sword, he would use it as a basis to charge out.
He didn't feel bad about the sword he threw out at all. Anyway, he already had a better replacement in front of him.
However, before his hand touched the hilt of the sword, his eyes suddenly flashed with what seemed like a flash of white light.
He was also a sword cultivator, but he didn't see clearly where the white light came from, and he just felt a sudden tingling feeling in his heart.
"ah!"
When he looked again, he found that all four fingers were broken off and became cripples, and he immediately screamed.
"What a powerful sword!"
Several people around were also shocked.
Most of the people who could appear here were good swordsmen, but as soon as this sword light appeared, they felt an inexplicable sense of frustration.
It was not like the usual surprise when meeting a master, but rather the terrifying afterthought of being completely unprepared and being killed by someone with an absolute advantage.
But the owner of this sword light did not kill them.
Several people present turned their heads and looked at the entrance.
At some point, another person walked in from outside.
Dressed in white clothes and with a cold face, he just appeared there, no one noticed when he came in.
Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, it seemed that he had cut out the sword energy just now.
This person has a very special temperament, and when he takes a quick look, he has an indescribable feeling.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then a word emerged in their hearts - loneliness.
He seemed very lonely, indescribably lonely from the depths of his soul.
This is an extremely personal image. Even if you have never seen it, you can still guess who it is.
Wanmei Villa, the swordsman is unparalleled, the ruthless swordsman, Ximen Chuixue!
Such a name flashed through everyone's mind, a name that was heard throughout the world.
Ximen Chuixue!
Why would he appear here?
Yan Ming looked at him with curiosity.
However, he did not disappoint himself. The image of this ruthless sword god was outstanding enough, completely in line with his expectations, and even exceeded his expectations.
Jin Jiuling next to him was also staring at the other party.
Jin Jiuling has always been arrogant and arrogant, thinking that he will not be inferior to others.
But facing Ximen Chuixue was completely different from the previous loss to Yan Ming.
After losing to Yan Ming, he still felt unconvinced and wanted to continue to improve his strength and regain his place.
But Ximen Chuixue in front of him made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness in his bones. This was not only a suppression of strength and realm, but also the fact that the opponent's swordsmanship was several levels higher than his own, forming a dimensionality reduction. blow.
For a moment, Jin Jiuling seemed to have an illusion that no matter how hard he tried, he could not surpass the opponent.
The frustration this illusion brought to Jin Jiuling was indescribable.
"Ximen... Chuixue, you, are you here to fight for the White Rainbow Sword too?"
Someone asked stutteringly.
"No." Ximen Chuixue's cold voice came.
"I have my sword, I don't need another one."
"call……"
Several people breathed a long sigh of relief and rekindled their hope.
If Ximen Chuixue wants to fight with them, no one can stop them, and they won't have any chance.
Ximen Chuixue glanced at the poisonous insects raging around him, then at the long sword that had just been thrown as a hidden weapon and fell on the ground, and then his eyes fell on the man holding the severed finger in his palm.
His voice became colder.
"Those who use despicable means and hurt others from behind are not worthy of using the sword!"
"Those who discard swords at will and prefer the new to the old are not worthy of using the sword!"
Every word Ximen Chuixue said seemed to be full of oppression, hitting the other person's heart.
Although his tone was cold, Yan Ming could clearly hear his anger.
A swordsman like Ximen Chuixue regards the sword as his friend and his way. He has long regarded the sword as his faith and cannot see anyone trashing the sword.
The sword in Ximen Chuixue's hand was raised, and there was no wind all over his body. His white clothes and black hair were flying, and his movements seemed slow but were actually fast.
The man held his severed hand and wanted to run away, but suddenly he felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
He didn't see anything clearly, and of course he had no time to escape. This cold feeling seemed to appear in his body out of thin air.
He slowly lowered his head, only to realize that his chest had been penetrated by the sword energy, and his life force was rapidly draining away.
He waved his hand reluctantly, fell backwards, and was completely breathless.
Ximen Chuixue sheathed her sword without giving it a second glance.
Normally, he would not be qualified to die under Ximen Chuixue's sword.
For a moment, I didn't know whether to say he was lucky or unlucky.
Ximen Chuixue's sudden appearance and attack stunned everyone present, and no one dared to rashly snatch it.
"Don't look at me. Do whatever you have to do. I'm only interested in the next owner of the Baihong Sword."
Ximen Chuixue said.
His tone was calm, but it made everyone present shudder.
Everyone suddenly guessed what he meant, he wanted to find an opponent!
Whoever grabs the Baihong Sword will be his next target.
(End of chapter)
