Supreme Emperor of Swords - Chapter 192

[Chapter 192 Sneak attack on potential crisis]

“Yo, everyone, good morning, have you eaten? Are you fighting here?” The bearded black man greeted with a smile, “It’s okay, it’s okay, you continue, we’re just passing by, hehe, passing by.”

Then, without stopping, he led Ding Hao and the others through the middle of the two groups and disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

The two groups of people were stunned for a while, and they were sure that the people who asked Jianzong did not intend to snatch the [Sacred Sword]. Then they breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, they each shouted and rushed over to fight again.

Ding Hao secretly laughed in his heart.

What a goddamn knife, it’s just a slightly sharper ancient knife, and it is still damaged. It can only be regarded as an antique that is old enough. It is worse than the blood-colored dragon knife that I got. A group of people To actually break the head and snatch it away, this kind of thing, even the registered disciple of Wen Jianzong, may not be able to see it.

From this, it can be seen to what extent the cultivation resources of wandering warriors and loose cultivators are lacking.

Only the sect is king.

At the bottom of the spiral staircase is a maze-like existence. The winding corridors lead in all directions. At each fork, there are three or four roads leading to different directions. Moreover, as you go deeper, there are more and more corpses on the ground. , are the wandering warriors who have just died, obviously fighting for something.

Without the shroud of light and the rules of the game on the ground, in the darkness, all terrifying things may happen.

Here, human life is as cheap as grass.

There was a pungent, bloody smell in the air.

Sudden–

The black-bellied man Wang Juefeng, who was walking in the front, snorted coldly, and a dazzling sword light burst out from his waist and circled around everyone like lightning.

There was a series of fine metal crashing sounds in the air.

The hair on Ding Hao’s body suddenly stood up, and an unprecedented sense of danger filled his body instantly. He held his right hand in the void, and a rusty sword appeared in his hand. swirled around.

Li Lan, who was beside him, also reacted.

A faint layer of silver light loomed out from the antique pale silver armguard he was wearing, enveloping him in it, filled with a holy and pure aura.

Among the three named disciples, only Lu Pengfei stood there stupidly, not knowing what happened.

Ding Hao and Li Lan could see clearly. In the moment just now, countless ox hair and silver needles suddenly swept out from the darkness on all sides, like pear blossoms in a torrential rain, silently covering the five of them. .

If it wasn’t for the fact that the black-bellied chief instructor Wang Juefeng had discovered it earlier, and swept the silver needle off with his sword light, I’m afraid that at this time, everyone would have been poisoned long ago.

“Fuck, the scumbags of the Starfall Sect, dare to attack Lao Tzu!”

The black-bellied man was like an irritated violent bear. He jumped and scolded his feet. He didn’t know when he had already grasped the long sword. The backhand sword slashed out, like a starlight, submerging into the darkness.

At the same time, Ma Yifei, another three-generation master, flickered, disappeared like a ghost, and merged into the darkness.

Boom!

The sword light of the black-bellied chief instructor penetrated the stone wall next to it, and the entire underground space echoed with the echo of falling rocks, like a dull thunder.

Amidst this loud noise, both Ding Hao and Li Lan keenly caught a fleeting groan of exclamation, apparently the enemy hidden in the darkness was injured.

In the next instant, before the two of them could react, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and Ma Yifei returned to the place with a black-clothed man in a tight-fitting samurai suit.

“Run three, grab one.” Ma Yifei threw the man in black to the ground.

As expected of the three disciples of the Swordsman Sect, they cooperated with Wang Juefeng just right, and the sudden movement was really amazing.

The cooperation this time reflects the effectiveness of Wen Jianzong’s test of the disciples. When encountering a sneak attack, the two did not panic at all, and they did not even communicate. It was as if it had been rehearsed countless times beforehand.

Capturing a pale young man with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and a snarky look.

“Damn it, you’d better explain it honestly, otherwise I will make you unable to survive.” Wang Juefeng grinned idiotically and clenched his fists.

“Hehe, you are all dead…” The man in black flashed a vicious look in his eyes, he lowered his head and laughed a few times, a strange breath surging in his body, and the whole person suddenly looked like It expands like a balloon.

“Damn, be careful.” Wang Juefeng’s expression changed, and he released a flame to protect the three of Ding Hao.

the next moment.

boom!

A bang.

The young man in black exploded directly. The flesh and bones blasted towards the ground like a crossbow in all directions. The broken white bones were as fast as lightning. They bounced off the yellow flame and pierced the stone wall next to them, leaving a A deep little hole.

“This shit is really cruel.” Wang Juefeng shook his head.

Once the man in black dies, all previous clues will be cut off.

On the surface, it seems that someone is secretly planning to deal with Wen Jianzong and his party, but here is a mixture of dragons and snakes, and the nine sects are fighting openly and secretly. Exclude someone to blame.

However, Wang Juefeng and Ma Yifei were not bothered by this at all.

In the past years, I don’t know how many times I have faced such a situation, and I didn’t take the threat of the man in black at all. After a short rest, I continued to move forward with three rookies.

“Ten years later, I can finally fight with you next time with Senior Brother Wang.” Ma Yifei was a little excited. This was a slightly shy young man of twenty-five or six years old. He seemed to be very fond of black-bellied men. Respect.

Wang Juefeng did not speak.

“I really miss the years ten years ago, if Senior Brother Tang was still there…” Ma Yifei continued.

“Shut up.” Wang Juefeng suddenly became furious without warning, interrupting Ma Yifei’s words extremely rudely.

At this moment, the always giggling black-bellied chief instructor suddenly burst out with an extremely tyrannical and icy aura, like a mad monster, like a different person, becoming cold and gloomy.

Ding Hao only felt that there was an ancient mountain pressing down on his heart in an instant.

Li Lan lowered her head and sighed slightly.

Ma Yifei was stunned for a moment, but instead of being angry, he bowed his head and said, “I’m sorry, Senior Brother Wang, I shouldn’t…”