Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 464 The Wooden Coffin Without a Corpse

"I only take the water from the sky, and I don't want or want the rest. If you want to take it, I warn you, don't be greedy."

Lin Xuan said indifferently, Tao Xingyuan and others focused their eyes slightly, but they didn't pay attention to it, and looked at the things in the distance.

One sword, one wooden coffin!

This sword, the sword left by the Sword Emperor, is of immeasurable value. The wooden coffin has absorbed the water from the sky for thousands of years. It was bloody.

"The human heart is not enough to swallow an elephant. If a person is too greedy, he will eventually die under greed."

Lin Xuan shook his head and sat cross-legged. Sitting in front of the door of space, Feng Qiqin appeared between his knees, his fingers sketched, and a ray of piano sound flowed out.

"Qin?"

Tao Xingyuan and his group turned their heads and looked at Lin Xuan, startled. In the tomb, before the treasures, the second generation ancestor actually played the piano.

"Young masters who come from Dadu are naturally not interested in a mere sword emperor's cemetery. The so-called treasures in our eyes are just a pile of scrap metal in the eyes of Mr. Wudao."

"Haha, you are indeed worthy of being a young master who roams the land of wind, moon and fireworks. He can even play the piano so well."

"I admire you!"

A group of people looked at Lin Xuan, talking and laughing, all with a trace of contempt on their lips, they were indeed dudes.

"Wu Dao, why do you..." Xiao Shi and the others were puzzled, and just about to ask, Lin Xuan's words interrupted them.

"When you draw your sword, it is when ghosts enter the tomb. Stand by my side, and I can protect you."

Lin Xuan said, with a smile on his lips, his fingers hooked the strings, and the sound of the piano flowed like water, flowing through the entire tomb, dead bones, broken swords, and wooden coffins, all dead silent, forming a strange sense of disharmony with the sound of the piano.

In the cemetery, the nine terrifying figures trembled slightly, and opened their eyes at the same time. There was a gloomy look in the eyes, but they had spiritual wisdom. Each of the nine evil corpses had the strength of a king.

Countless ghosts, wailing, crying, and screaming, gathered at the door of the tomb. When they heard the sound of the piano, they disappeared in an instant like a frightened bird, leaving only nine figures and nine evil corpses. Before they died, they all dominated one side The emperor, however, was all wiped out by a sword falling from the sky.

They stood at the door of the tomb, as if they were on a pilgrimage, and they also seemed to be waiting for something. Among them was an evil corpse with cracks in its limbs and a hole in its throat. They could see the edge of the sword inside, as if it had just been glued on.

"The Sword Emperor's Legacy Sword, the Wooden Coffin, the Emperor Sword Emperor's Body, and the Sword Emperor's Sword Art. There are four treasures in total. How should we divide them?"

Xiao Qianshi asked, more than a dozen people were silent together, each looked at each other, all with a sense of vigilance, the four treasures, the forces of the five cities, and a dozen people seemed to be impossible to distribute at all.

"I want a wooden coffin." Tao Xingyuan said with his eyes fixed. Li Yue and the others glanced at Tao Xingyuan, each with solemn expressions.

"I want the Sword Emperor Sword Art."

"I want the Sword Emperor's Legacy Sword."

"I want a sword too."

The two people, Xiao Qianshi and Wan Yun, had the same goal, they were both swords. They glanced at each other, and each took a step back, showing vigilance. The goal was the same, so they had to grab it.

"500 million spirit coins, plus three pieces of royal equipment, Wan Yun, you give me the Sword Emperor's Legacy Sword." Xiao Qianshi said.

"700 million spirit coins, Xiao Qianshi, give me the sword." Wan Yun said with a smile, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth.

The sword left by the Sword Emperor is considered to be the strongest of the four treasures, not only them, but other people also showed greed.

"Okay, there's no need to argue, let's get the four treasures first, and distribute them later." Zhu Sidao, a group of people looked at him, and they were silent for a moment, all smiling.

"Okay, brother Zhu Si's words are reasonable, let's get the treasure first, then I'll take a step forward."

Xiao Qianshi laughed loudly, took a step forward, passed over ten meters directly, the others were startled, and chased after him.

"The treasures of the burial are originally unowned items. They should be obtained by those who are destined. Everyone, let's fight together."

Except for Xiao Qianshi and Tao Xingyuan, their bodyguards also rushed up, wanting to fight for the treasures, and there is no one who is not envious of the treasures, and if they get one, they may ascend to the sky and become kings or emperors.

"Shh!"

An arrow turned into a stream of light, tearing through the air. The target was not the sword or the wooden coffin, but Xiao Qianshi. Sensing the arrow behind him, Xiao Qianshi's face changed slightly, and he slapped backwards.

"boom!"

Taking advantage of the counter-shock force, Xiao Qianshi moved a little further, looking at the sword that was close at hand, his eyes revealed a look of madness.

"Haha, it's mine now, Sword Emperor's Legacy Sword!"

Laughing loudly, just about to grab it with one step, a miraculous light fell on him, his body froze, it was Zhu Si who fixed Xiao Qianshi for a moment with his pupil technique, an arrow flew in and shot through him arm.

"Zhu Si, Wan Yun, you are looking for death!" Xiao Qianshi shouted, his body shook, and he turned his palm out, a big palm print was born in the void, covering the group of people behind him.

"Stop him!" A person shouted, it was a guard, he moved a knife and slashed at Xiao Qianshi.

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Qianshi yelled, and met the guard, one palm after another, the palm was deadly, in a few moments, the guard was directly slapped to death, Xiao Qianshi turned his head, but it was too late.

Wan Yun had already stood beside the Sword Emperor's legacy sword, smiled at Xiao Qianshi, and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Wan Yun, stop!"

A voice rang out, full of panic. It was Tao Xingyuan, standing in front of the wooden coffin with a look of horror on his face.

"Haha, Tao Xingyuan, don't you just want the wooden coffin and not the Sword Emperor's Legacy Sword? Why? Interested too?"

Wan Yun laughed and held the sword directly. Tao Xingyuan's body froze and his eyes froze. Li Yue also came to the wooden coffin. Seeing the scene inside the wooden coffin, his body trembled and he was also frightened.

"There is no corpse in the wooden coffin!"

Li Yue shouted, everyone was shocked, and then they all looked at Wan Yun, and fell on the sword in Wan Yun's hand.

Why is there no corpse in a cemetery of the sword emperor that has existed for thousands of years, and the wooden coffin in the tomb?Where did the body go?

"Wan Yun, abandon the sword quickly, the Sword Emperor may not be dead, this is a game, the whole tomb is a game!"

Tao Xingyuan said in surprise, everyone's eyes were fixed, Wan Yun's expression was also trembling, he looked at the sword in his hand, wanted to abandon it, but tried hard, but it didn't move at all, his expression froze.

Fear dissipated on his face little by little, the sword was stuck in the ground, he was holding the sword, the three seemed to be one, and he couldn't let go of the sword.

"Wan Yun, what are you doing, this sword is evil, don't move it, throw it away!" Tao Xingyuan shouted.

Wan Yun raised his head, looked at a group of people, his face was full of fear, his face was pale, and he tremblingly said a word, everyone's heart trembled.

"I can't throw it away, it's... controlling me."

(End of this chapter)