The two sides fell into a stalemate for a while, and the eyes of the surrounding monks also gathered from the City of the Dead to Su Qiye and the others.
At this time, in the smoke and dust of the City of the Undead, there were still bursts of shouts of killing, and from time to time, stumps and severed arms could be seen flying up, with blood spraying out.
There are also fists and sword shadows shining, and undead beings being killed.
All in all, the battle was intense.
But there are still some powerful monks who have not taken action. They are all waiting for the best time.
Coupled with the current affairs between Su Qiye and Longxuan of Longshan Holy Realm, they are all here to wait and see.
"Boy, the City of the Dead is about to open. I don't want to waste time by taking action at this time. Don't seek death!" Long Xuan glanced at Su Qiye coldly and said, the murderous intent in his eyes was very strong.
boom! boom! boom!
A series of air explosions bloomed in the void. They were air explosions produced by spiritual power crushing the air, which shocked the hearts of many monks.
To be able to trigger an air explosion, one must at least have a holy level of cultivation.
This Long Xuan was using his own strength to intimidate Su Qiye and wanted Su Qiye to bow his head.
However, this guy was wrong.
How could Su Qiye be threatened by his strength? Little did he know that the more Long Xuan threatened Su Qiye, the more murderous Su Qiye would be.
Even if Su Qiye knew he was defeated, he would still fight back strongly.
"Are you trying to threaten me?" Su Qiye responded coldly, and then the sound of sword energy whistled around him.
It felt like someone was performing a sword technique. Although the sword energy could not be seen with the naked eye, everyone could clearly feel it, as if there were countless sharp swords floating in the air.
"Huh? This is sword power!"
The monk practicing swordsmanship said in horror, his eyes widened.
"Go on, what kind of cultivation is this guy, but he can actually understand the power of the sword!" A monk immediately shouted.
When someone shouted out, more monks cast curious glances.
"Who said you understood the power of the sword?"
There were also some unknown monks who were asking curiously, not knowing who they were talking about.
"Long Xuan? But Long Xuan uses a sword!" There was also a monk who looked confused and didn't know who was talking.
"Brother, have you lost your mind? This is obviously that boy from the Nine Dragon Guards." A monk couldn't help but rolled his eyes at this guy and said, very speechless.
"Ah? Oh, yes, that guy does use a sword, but he doesn't have the Martial Saint realm. Has he already understood the power of the sword?" After being reminded, the guy reacted and said.
"Yes, this kid is a bit ridiculously strong. No wonder he can kill Xiao Yan, who is in the Holy Realm. He can understand the power of the sword at such a young age and with such strength. This talent is really strong!" A monk exclaimed.
"Who do you think is stronger, this kid or Long Xuan?" Someone suddenly asked out of curiosity.
What this guy said actually aroused the curiosity of many other monks.
In fact, many people were also very curious about this issue, so everyone started to discuss it.
"I think Long Xuan should be stronger. After all, he is in the third-level holy realm, and the boy from the Ninth Guards is only in the ninth-level cultivation level!" (Note: It used to be the ninth-level, but later I mistakenly remembered it and wrote it as the seventh-level. Now it has been changed back. .)
"I also think Long Xuan can win. For a ninth-level Martial Emperor, no matter how strong his strength is, the gap between him and the third-level Saint is still too big. After all, Martial Emperor and Martial Saint are not at the same level. .”
"Well, that makes sense, I agree!"
Many monks are still optimistic about Long Xuan and don't think Su Qiye can win.
In the field, the confrontation between Su Qiye and Long Xuan continued.
Long Xuan raised his eyebrows and was slightly surprised when he saw Su Qiye using his sword to resist his terrifying pressure.
Although he knew that Su Qiye had some abilities, he never paid much attention to Su Qiye. It could even be said that he had never paid much attention to Su Qiye. He just thought that Su Qiye was pretty good and wanted to accept a cannon fodder younger brother. .
But when Su Qiye displayed this sword force, the other party realized that he had been wrong. Su Qiye's strength was not weak, and could even be said to be very strong.
Being able to comprehend the power of the sword while cultivating at the Martial Emperor Realm, this kind of talent will be cultivated as a top seed even among big forces.
"I didn't expect you to have some skills." Long Xuan said, but the guy's tone was still so aloof when he spoke, giving people a condescending attitude.
"There's a lot more that you didn't expect." Su Qiye responded with a sneer.
The other party didn't take action, so Su Qiye was not in a hurry to take action. After all, if he took action at this time, he would still be the one to suffer. Those guys sitting on the side watching the fight between tigers and tigers would be ruthless at any time.
Su Qiye would not take action unless necessary. After all, his main target was the special spiritual treasures in the City of the Dead, such as the Flower of the Other Side.
As for everything else, it's secondary, as long as the other party doesn't go too far.
"Okay, boy, I will remember you. When the City of the Dead opens, I hope you will not meet me!" Long Xuan took a deep look at Su Qiye, and then said fiercely.
"Huh, what? Are you scared?" Su Qiye just sneered, not taking the other person's words to heart.
Even if he encounters it, so what, will Su Qiye be afraid? That is impossible.
When Su Qiye finished speaking, a loud rumbling sound suddenly came from not far away.
"Look, the gate of the City of the Dead is open, the City of the Dead has been opened!" Suddenly a monk shouted, and the sound spread throughout the surroundings.
Many monks were extremely moved after hearing this, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at the opened city gate.
When the city gate opened, the bridge on the moat also fell down. The monks who rushed to the front all had their eyes gleaming. They had rushed to the front in order to be first, and ended up fighting with the undead, resulting in heavy casualties.
Dozens of people rushed out, but now there are probably only a dozen or so left, and most of them are injured.
Originally, all of these guys were gritting their teeth and holding on. It was difficult for them to escape from the battlefield because there were too many undead around them.
Moreover, these undead are very fast and have strong attack power. If they continue, more than a dozen of them will die.
"The door is finally open, rush over!" The remaining dozen monks shouted there, all of them very excited.
As if they had seen hope, they rushed forward very quickly, killing the undead they encountered with one sword or hacking them to death with one blow.
"Quick, let's follow. We can pick the other shore flowers at this time! Don't let others get the first step!" The other monks also spoke, each one more anxious and excited than anyone else.
The main reason is that the value of this flower is too amazing.
"It is said that a flower of the other shore cannot even be exchanged for a holy weapon! Is this true?" Some monks asked curiously, not knowing the value of the flower of the other shore.
"Brother, are you kidding me? Not to mention a holy weapon, even three pieces may not be exchangeable. The main reason is that there are so few of them, and they are basically untouchable!" An older monk said with a sneer. .
As soon as these words were said, the monks around him were all shocked, and their eyes almost popped out.
"What? You can't even replace the three holy weapons?" A monk asked in surprise.
"That's right, not to mention three pieces. If you can get a Bianhua flower with a rhizome, if you go outside and ask for ten holy weapons, people will rush to get them!" At this time, another monk from a big force also followed. spoke.
"By the way, everyone, if you want to get Bianhua Flower, you can come to me. I guarantee that you will be satisfied with the price I offer!" This guy continued to speak, looking like he had a lot of money. These words made the monks around him even more shocked, and they all wanted to Now fight your way to the bottom of the City of the Dead.
"Is it true?" Some monks thought this was too unbelievable and a bit unbelievable, so they asked whether it was true or not.
"Of course it's true. My name is You Gan, and I'm from Zhenbao Pavilion. What do you think of the reputation of Zhenbao Pavilion?" the man continued.
"What? You are from Zhenbao Pavilion!"
More people were shocked. Everyone knew what kind of power Zhenbao Pavilion was.
All over Daxia, even the entire ancient continent.
Needless to say, the reputation of Zhenbao Pavilion is definitely one of the best. If you don’t believe it in Zhenbao Pavilion, then there are almost no forces that can trust it.
"Okay, if I get the Flower of the Other Shore, I will definitely come to you!" A monk from a certain force said excitedly.
"Okay, just come to me and ask for as much as you want, not only the flowers of the other side, but also other treasures of heaven and earth, secret books and inheritance, etc., I will accept them all!" The man said with a smile, looking very happy.
Su Qiye glanced at the other party but didn't say anything. However, a thought suddenly came up in his heart and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
At this time, Yougan seemed to feel something. A bad premonition arose in his heart, and he subconsciously looked back.
He only saw Su Qiye looking at the city of the dead with no expression on his face. For some reason, the moment he saw Su Qiye's expression, his premonition that he wouldn't do it suddenly disappeared.
"Isn't it him? Strange." Yougan was extremely confused. At first, he thought he was being targeted by Su Qiye.
However, when he turned around and took a look, he found that Su Qiye didn't seem to be looking at him.
Could it be that my intuition was wrong?
"Forget it, forget about it, no one dares to take my idea anyway, the City of the Dead is open, and opportunities are coming!" You Gan murmured a few words to himself.
"Let's go!" Long Xuan said to the young men behind him.
"Yes, Lord Long Xuan!" Long Xuan and his group of younger brothers were very obedient and rushed directly towards the entrance of the City of the Undead.
As Long Xuan and the others moved, other monks also rushed to take action.
