Swordsman of the World

Chapter 148
Compared with demon cultivators, righteous path sword cultivators have more numbers, and some of them have boldly explored the interior of the Wood Spirit Clan.

There is also a great swordsman, driving this giant wind-chasing bird to solicit business. From outside Loulansha City to the Wood Spirit Tribe, all he needs is a middle-grade spirit source.

Many people were willing to pay one middle-grade spirit source for the adventure, and Yang Dong also paid three, and arrived at the tiankeng outside the Wood Spirit Clan in just half an hour.

The demonic energy is surging here, and most people dare not approach it easily. The demonic energy of the sky is not a joke.

Yang Dong saw that many people gathered around the Wood Spirit Clan. They were dressed in different clothes and came from different places.

Those with the lowest cultivation level are all great sword masters!Song Muqing and Zhao Long'er are considered to be the lowest in cultivation. Of course, the sword master doesn't know about their two daughters, and there are other sword masters who are led by elders.

Just as Yang Dong walked in, he heard some people complaining and chatting unscrupulously.

"The elders of Yunhaizong went in, and the situation is hard to say."

"Seventy-eight out of ten the waist pouches on the demon spirit have the aura of divine wood. Alas, I hate that the sword sects won't let us in."

"I can't help it. His cultivation base is high, so we great sword masters can only be anxious."

"Hey, those six sword sects of the wood spirit clan who were infected by the demon energy and lost their minds are not so easy to deal with. They are extremely powerful in the depths of the ground, and most of the treasures are gathered there. The elders of the Yunhai sect How many times have you failed?"

As Yang Dong approached and listened, he knew some problems. It seemed that the conflict of interests here caused some sword sects to compete.

Yang Dong remembered that at that time he released the demon energy and fled. Those sword sects and the caves around the ancient trees had a lot of cultivation resources, which were accumulated by the Wood Spirit Clan for many years.

He believed that the Wood Spirits who escaped only took part of them, and the rest were inside.

This is comparable to the two sword sects of Zhutian Sword Sect and Baigu Dao Palace. The combined wealth is not attractive, it is fake.

Of course, the most alluring thing is the quintessence of the Taiyi Shenmu. This kind of treasure, which countless people can see in their lifetimes, is actually rotten in the wood spirit clan?
They can't accept it, it's impossible not to turn the bottom up, if they can find the Taiyi Shenmu, it will be even more enjoyable.

It's a pity that the Taiyi Shenmu has been quietly planted by Yang Dong in the Baigudao Palace, and Xiao Qiao is taking care of it.

In the crowd, Yang Dong saw Qi Tian, ​​which surprised him, he seemed to have recovered from his injury.

Qi Tian also saw Yang Dong, with a sinister face, he walked away quickly, out of sight.

Song Muqing raised her hand and looked ahead, looking at the huge tiankeng, braving a trace of dark demonic energy, she asked, "Brother, don't we want to be demonized when we go in?"

Yang Dong nodded: "Seven out of ten will do it, it depends on the strength of the sword cultivator's spiritual sense, if the spiritual sense is strong, the will will be firm, and those with strong will will generally persevere, so the influence will not be great."

Song Muqing pouted her cherry lips, and asked, "Then why is Jianzong also demonized?"

Yang Dong took the trouble to explain: "That's because they were next to the ancient tree, and the demon energy of the heavenly demon just exploded, and they couldn't resist the purest demonic energy. It's more common."

Suddenly, Song Muqing squinted her eyes, stared at him, and said with a drawn out tone, "Hey~ so my brother knows so clearly, it's really immersive."

Uh, Yang Dong was taken aback for a moment, shit, his sister got into the words and tricked him out of words.

When the Wood Spirit Clan was destroyed back then, except for the person involved, who knew?

Yang Dong propped his head in frustration, and his younger sister became smarter, so he had no choice but to play tricks, reached out and gently tapped Song Muqing's head, saying: "Okay, I have a way for me to inquire about the news, don't be suspicious."

"Hmph, brother has so many secrets." Song Muqing pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly.

Everyone waited patiently for an hour, when suddenly eight sword lights shot out into the sky, and eight sword sects fell to the ground. They were all wounded and surrounded by some demonic energy. They looked disheartened and knew that the trip had failed!

These people actually included Yue Bufan and Liu Shengsha, unexpectedly the two heads also came.

Jian Zong looked at each other, knowing that they couldn't stay any longer, and left here with swords.

As for the others?Even if their Jianzong teamed up, they won't get any benefits. Would a group of great sword masters be useful?

Without Jianzong's obstruction, nearly a hundred great sword masters rushed in and jumped into the tiankeng, completely turning the Wood Spirit Clan into a secret place for exploration rather than a dangerous place.

Yang Dong also brought his two daughters in. His main purpose was to train his younger sister and walk around the periphery.

Song Muqing took out three bells and said: "This is the rattle I bought in Wanbao Pavilion. It can only be rung with spiritual thoughts, which means that one of them is in danger, and the rattles will attract each other to call for help."

Yang Dong secretly sighed, this thing is so good, I don't have to worry about getting lost here.

As many sword cultivators entered, Yang Dong discovered that the demon cultivators were also coming.

The arrival of the Demonic Cultivator was beyond everyone's expectations. The Demonic Dao Sword Cultivator is like a fish in water here. The aura here is exhausted, but the Demonic Qi needed by the Demonic Dao Sword Cultivator is particularly abundant.

It's really a disadvantage to fight Moxiu here.

It's just that the demon cultivators are also in groups, with more than a dozen people with malicious intentions piled up together, and the cultivators of small forces dare not touch each other easily, and can only watch them drive straight in with blank eyes.

Yang Dong didn't want to cause trouble, so he pulled the two girls to the side of the road, but when the group of black-clothed sword cultivators passed by, one of them stopped in his tracks, his eyes were on Zhao Long'er and Song Muqing, and he couldn't move away.

The demon cultivator smiled and said: "Tsk, girl, you are so beautiful. In such a small place, to meet such a stunning woman is more lucky than picking up the demon energy."

Zhao Long'er put on a stern face in disgust, and Yang Dong immediately walked in front of her, blocking the two girls behind him, tilting his head, with an expression of looking for me first if you want to look for it.

Zhao Longer's heart skipped a beat, looking at Yang Dong's back, she felt very happy to have a man to protect her.

"Eh?" The demon cultivator's expression also changed, he opened his mouth and "spit", spit a mouthful of phlegm on Yang Dong's body.

However, the Taoist robe that Yang Dong was wearing had a small formation to avoid dust, so naturally he was not spit out, but his behavior had already angered Yang Dong.

Moxiu approached Yang Dong, faced him face to face, and said arrogantly: "Huh, boy, the hero saves the beauty? You don't weigh yourself, if you want to survive, get out, don't disturb me chatting with the two girls."

Yang Dong didn't back down, and let go of his momentum, releasing the coercion of a great swordsman.

The demon cultivator's expression changed, and he hurriedly took three steps back in fright. He thought Yang Dong was just a swordsman just now. After all, he looks young, like sixteen or seventeen years old, giving people a false impression.

"Huh!" Yang Dong snorted coldly, and a wave of divine sense rolled over.

Moxiu only felt the surrounding scenery fly away, his eyes couldn't see clearly, his head was spinning, and he retreated one after another.

"You boy!" Moxiu lost to Yang Dong, his head was buzzing.

But he suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled, a large amount of magic energy was sucked into his mouth, and he took advantage of the situation to pinch a magic formula, and it turned out to be all right.

"Hmph, kid, you've offended me, die!" Moxiu opened his arms, exuding layers of devilish energy all over his body, and buried him in the devilish energy.

It disappeared all of a sudden, and at the same time, a black magic hand protruded out, and with a flick of its finger, it turned into a sword aura and stabbed towards it.

Yang Dong raised the spiritual weapon epee and blocked it.

Bang, his whole body was shaken backwards.

The strength of the opponent is not weak, and it is still hidden in the magic energy, unable to use divine sense to attack.

Because most of the magic cultivators are fast-growing, so the cultivation of spiritual thoughts is relatively weak, and the method of concealment can avoid the opponent's spiritual attacks, so the ability to hide in the devil's energy is particularly powerful.

Yang Dong blocked the magic cultivator's one-fingered sword, waved a dozen swords in a row, broke through the smoke of the devil's energy, and heard a muffled groan from the demon cultivator inside. Obviously, the strength of Yang Dong's sword energy surprised the other party.

"Star Sword Qi!" came the voice of the demonic sword cultivator, who seemed a little unwilling.

Opening this side, Moxiu's companions also turned their heads one after another, and the atmosphere on both sides immediately became hot and tense.

Yang Dong tilted his head slightly, a little apprehensive, if more than a dozen demon cultivators attack together, it will be difficult for the two women to leave safely.

Suddenly, the leader of the demonic sword cultivator said disdainfully: "Hmph, what is Xiao Gao doing? Did he fall in love with a woman again? It's really a lot of things. Let's go together and quickly kill the man and take the woman away."

As soon as he heard that they were going to go together, Yang Dong knew something was wrong. When he was hesitating how to go, Song Muqing suddenly jumped out.

She pushed the sword out with both hands, clang, the dharma sword was unsheathed, and with the crisp scabbard sound, the dharma sword flickered coldly.

"Myriad things!" Song Muqing's eyes suddenly became hollow, and the power of her sword soul exploded extremely high. At the same time, to everyone's amazement, their consciousness seemed to have fallen into a muddy deep pool in an instant, and they couldn't get out.

Yang Dong saw a special sword soul power spreading out from around Song Muqing's body, forming a light mask, and the demon cultivators caught in it all had pained and dazed expressions.

"Brother, Senior Sister Zhao, let's go, I can't hold on for too long." Song Muqing spoke suddenly, motioning to Yang Dong and Zhao Long'er anxiously.

Yang Dong was still in the clouds, he didn't understand what Song Muqing had done to trap so many demon cultivators into an illusion.

When did my sister become so powerful?

But Yang Dong did not leave, but caught the moment when these demon cultivators were trapped. These people happened to get together. He took a deep breath and raised the Star Sword. compression.

When it reached an extreme point, the sword energy of Nothing Finger, like a muffled thunder in spring, poured out with a bang.

Yang Dong deliberately made noise, only when he would not let outsiders know his secret, he would silently cast the nothingness sword energy.

Boom, more than a dozen defenseless demonic sword cultivators were hit by the finger of nothingness, none of them were intact, and they were all scarred.

The severe pain also made them wake up from Song Muqing's phantom, each of them showed a look of shock, and immediately turned into a wave of devilish energy, and fled away.

Yang Dong put the sword back into its sheath gracefully, and said domineeringly, "Hmph, do you really think I'm a persimmon that's easy to pinch?"

Unexpectedly, a sarcasm came from behind: "It's obvious that the girl's mysterious swordsmanship is powerful, do you really take credit for it?"

Yang Dong was taken aback, and immediately turned around, who is so arrogant?Dare to bury me?
(End of this chapter)