Chapter 17 Deadly

Today is another two-chapter update.

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There was a crisp sound in the cave, and the two momentum were condensing and changing, and the power was soaring.

Xu Le stood up, and the martial arts suit around him bulged, as if there was a breath condensing on the surface of his body. Nangong Xiaoxiao did the same, and the two broke through to level 5 with the help of diluted blood and breast power.

Xu Le opened his mouth and breathed, and then suddenly exhaled. In one breath, he condensed into a sword and sprayed out. The fragile stone wall was not even as good as paper. His internal organs have grown again and can control the flow of air in his chest.

The stone wall cut off a head-sized stone under the power of Xu Le's breath, but before it fell to the ground, the Nangong Xiaojiao shouted, and a rainbow bombarded it, and it was immediately torn apart.

The rainbow is weaker than exhaling into a sword, and the strength of the two is high and low.

Xu Le's arms made an extended posture, and his back muscles were pulled, like an arrow on the string.

"The physique is 42 times stronger and has sixty-six times to carry the power. Even if we meet those quenched seven-level practitioners again, we can join hands to repel them head-on.

Xu Le is very confident to do this.

But Nangong Xiaoxiao's eyebrows were a little dignified, "I guess... they are all dead."

Xu Le was slightly stunned and understood what Nangong Xiaoxiao meant. Originally, it was four harden eight-level practitioners who competed for the sword of the treasure weapon, but the sword fell into the hands of Lu You, which only showed that the four guys were seriously injured even if they did not die.

"It's not a way to wait all the time. If Lu You can't surrender the Qianqiu Sword, won't we be trapped here forever?"

Xu Le is a little depressed.

"Active...active..."

"You mean we have to take the initiative, right?"

Nang Gong Xiaoxiao nodded slightly.

Xu Le touched his chin as if thinking, and his mind emanated, and suddenly a faint breath flashed away. The breath is very familiar, as if it were stripped from his own soul.

"Is that?"

Xu Le's eyes moved slightly. It was definitely not an illusion just now. The breath must have been emitted by Qianqiu Sword. He refined the willpower left by the old man Qianqiu and has a trace of soul power. Naturally, it is the Qianqiu sword that can sense the breath of the same origin.

"Follow me."

Xu Le led the way in front, emitting divine power from time to time sensing the position of the Qianqiu sword. He ran around in the channel for about half an hour, and suddenly stopped.

There was a roar in front of me.

"It's Lu You."

Xu Le turned his head to look at Nangong Xiaoxiao and said solemnly, "Little princess, be careful."

After turning a bend again, the strong smell of blood entered their nostrils, and Xu Le almost vomited. The passage in front of him was full of corpses, full of broken limbs and arms. At the end of the passage was a huge cave, and Lu You was nailed to the stone wall by a sword.

The sword is the Qianqiu sword. What is chilling is that the treasure weapon is like a demon with wisdom, actually devouring Lu You's life energy. His body is constantly drying up. The pain of life and death makes Lu You wriggle his body tragically, which is very horrible.

"That sword... is... higher."

Nangong Xiaoxiao also saw heavy breathing.

"The little princess means that the Qianqiu sword may not be a treasure, but a higher-level magic weapon?" Xu Le couldn't help but feel numb, and it is rare to see treasures in the world, let alone magic weapons. And the magic weapon is too evil to subdue the Lord.

"Help me."

Lu You saw Xu Le and stretched out his suffed hand to ask him for help.

"Help you? It's a good thing if you don't fall into the well. Xu Le was a little indignant. At the beginning, the people of the Lu family in the Nine Sword Valley wanted to peel their skins and bones, but now they actually ask for help from themselves with a thick face.

Xu Le did not do anything, but Nangong Xiaoxiao's delicate body flashed, and the black gun in her hand pierced his eyebrows. She didn't save him, but helped him free.

A master disciple died in this damn place inexplicably.

"This sword... affects... my heart."

Nangong Xiaoxiao picked up the tip of the gun and flew to Xu Le.

Xu Le stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and immediately felt a cold and ruthless breath rushing into his body. This is a murderous will. I don't know how many lives are condensed, which makes people's blood freeze and their bodies stiff.

"Hmm."

Xu Le urged the power of the soul, and the power of the soul rushed into the sword body. There is also an empty space in the body of Qianqiu's sword, which was opened up by the will of the old man Qianqiu, so as soon as Xu Le's soul power entered, he saw a bloody sword light wandering there.

seemed to sense that there was an alien willpower to enter, and the bloody sword light circled, like a dragon swallowing the moon and suddenly swallowed Xu Le's soul power.

Hum - there was a light sound in the cave, and the thousand-word shook in the air and overflowed with light.

Xu Le waved his hand and put it into the Mijiezi. This time he really picked up a big bargain. If Lu You hadn't consumed the remaining willpower in the Qianqiu sword, he would not have easily subdued this sword.

When integrating the bloody sword light, Xu Le also knew a lot of information. This Qianqiu sword was originally a high-level magic weapon, which could be transformed into a spiritual weapon in just one step. However, when it was transformed, it not only failed to advance, but also degenerated from a high-order magic weapon to a middle-level treasure weapon, so it was left in this temporary cave by Qianqiu old man.

Xu Le refined the Qianqiu sword for more than ten breaths, and the scene in front of him was ever-changing, and irresistible pulls wrapped him. After the whirlwind, he appeared in a ruined castle.

Nangong Xiaoxiao stood not far away and waited with a gun.

A figure appeared in the air, and they were all embarrassed. They should all be people who entered the cave to try to find treasure.

"Fuck, I didn't get anything, and several fellow disciples died." Someone cursed.

"It's good to be alive. Those who die are much stronger than us."

"I don't know which lucky person got the treasure of the cave. That person must still be in the bloody ghost city. Let's work together to find him out."

Some people are still greedy and finally escape from death. As soon as they get out of trouble, they want to grab the treasure from the people of Debao.

"Ah."

A scream suddenly came out, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic.

Xu Le turned his head and saw a man with a broken arm fall at the feet of Xiaoxiao in Nangong, and his eyes showed panic.

"Isn't this looking for death?" Xu Le secretly scolded that he deserved it. The man was also a four-level practitioner. He must be lustful and tried to take advantage of the little princess. Unexpectedly, he was cut off an arm by the tip of the gun before he was addicted.

"It's the little princess of Nangong. We can't afford to provoke it. Let's go."

Someone recognized Nangong Xiaoxiao's identity and dared not stop and left one after another.

"Little princess, your name alone has scared away so many practitioners, and I really envy you." Xu Le squeaked his lips and was even more curious about the Nangong family. It can make many immortal disciples retreat in difficulty, which shows that the power of the Nangong family is stronger than imagined.

"Don't... stop here." Nangong Xiaoxiao remained calm. She hugged her fist and turned around and left directly, as if she didn't want to talk to him.

Xu Le is a little dumbfounded. This girl has a really strange temper. At least the two have lived and died together. How can she change her face as soon as she gets out of trouble?

"You'd better have a life to get out of this damn place." Xu Le stared at the man with a broken arm and was too lazy to take his life. The main purpose of entering the Blood Sand Ghost City this time is to find the Nether Spring. Now his strength has not only greatly increased, but he also accidentally got a treasure, which is enough for him.

I don't know if the messenger of Canghai Xianmen has left Jiujian Valley. Xu Le urgently needs to rush back to Xianmen. He doesn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in vain.

"It's strange, why do so many disciples of Jiujian Valley appear?"

Xu Le galloped in the bloody sand ghost city. He stepped out dozens of meters in one step, and his body strength was strong enough to resist the instantaneous condensation of air and formed a cut. Along the way, he saw many fellow disciples pouring in, and most of them were slightly injured, just like retreating from the battlefield just now.

"Brothers, what happened?"

Xu Le stopped a group of people and asked softly.

"Are you Brother Xu of Boxing Peak?" A female disciple asked uncertainly.

"Hmm." Xu Le nodded, "Why are you all injured?"

"Brother Xu didn't know that we all withdrew from the dead Jedi. Many immortal masters are constantly rushing there. They are all genius disciples who went to rescue this sect. We also followed the master of the door to rescue Sister Feifei, but the Jedi was full of killing arrays, and if we were not careful, we would die without a burial place. Master Yudu, who led us, was instantly killed by a fierce array. We had no choice but to withdraw. When we passed by, we heard that a cave was born, so we came in to have a look and try our luck.

Xu Le was shocked, his eyes stared fiercely, and his violent momentum was overwhelming.

"You mean that Sister Feifei is also trapped in the Jedi of death, but do you know if his life is in danger?"

The female disciple didn't expect Xu Le to suddenly become powerful, and her delicate body trembling and fell to the ground with a pale face.

"Master Gu received a letter from Sister Feifei asking for help. She and more than a dozen other talented disciples of Xianmen were trapped in an eternal killing array and would die at any time."

The blood on Xu Le's forehead burst, and his heart was restless: "How can I die in the Jedi?"

"Hahaha, do you want to die and save your love? It's ridiculous. Although you have a little ability, what kind of person is Feng Feifei? You are not even as good as a pile of shit in her eyes. Don't be sentimental. Besides, it's so dangerous that even martial arts masters can be trapped. You just add an extra body when you go there.

Behind the unbridled sneer, Xu Le took back his momentum and turned around and saw his sworn anti-on Lu Dashenglong coming head-on, followed by the seven ghosts of Yanshan and some disciples of the Nine Swordsmen.

"Is that you?" Xu Le's eyebrows jumped a few times, suppressed his anger and whispered, "Get out of here."

He was eager to die in the Jedi, so he didn't think much about how this Lu Da's fierce injury could recover so quickly?

Lu Da smiled a few times, narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "I didn't expect us to meet again so soon? Xu Le, in the last battle of Xianmen, my foundation was almost destroyed. However, with the help of our Lu's ancestor, he was born after death, and his heart was baptized and his strength was greatly advanced.

"Brother Lu, why talk to him more? I will break his limbs first, and then humiliate him severely."

Lao Wu, one of the seven ghosts in Yanshan, pulled out the ghost's head and cut it off with a knife.