Swordsman of the World

Chapter 150 Shadow Assault
"Damn it! That man! He actually cultivated the power of the stars, which happens to restrain our magic power."

"Ahhh! My body's meridian demonic energy was burned by the sword energy of the stars. I wish I could tear that boy apart and ravage his woman to death."

In a dark corner, a black magic sword fiercely slashed at the root of the lantern plant.

As soon as the lantern plant was broken, the light immediately dimmed.

Eighteen demonic sword cultivators were bruised and wounded. They were broken by Yang Dong's domineering sword energy, and many of them were bleeding.

A vicious female voice shouted: "That girl is weird, her sword is just an ordinary high-grade magic weapon, but her divine sense is very special, I saw the pupils of her eyes shrink into nothingness, and then I was in the A special airspace realm."

"If you don't kill those three people, this hatred will never go away." Another demon cultivator said fiercely, and then he grabbed on the mountain wall, causing stone chips to fly.

At this time, everyone turned their heads and looked at their leader, the one with the highest cultivation here, who was breathing out the devilish energy in the Wood Spirit Clan, and had already recovered from his injuries.

This person was dressed in a black robe, his face was as sinking as water, his face was cut by a knife, his complexion was bronze, his facial features were well-defined and deep, like a sculpture, his dark and deep icy eyes looked wild, unrestrained, evil and sexy.

"Dihu, how do you choose?" Everyone asked in unison.

That Dihu didn't answer them first, but stretched out his hand in mid-air, and the surrounding magic energy was continuously sucked into his palm, forming a small cyclone.

He said slowly: "What a pure demonic energy, without any impurities. If it was derived from the heavenly demonic energy mentioned by Tianzi, how could there be so much pure demonic energy?"

"What's generating the magic energy here?" someone else replied.

Dihu nodded: "You guessed it right, our enemy is not one or two masters provoked by the roadside, but all righteous swordsmen."

The 17 people explained that they were jealous of each other. They had come to understand Dihu, and he was a person who refused to suffer. It was rare that he was beaten for no reason and his family was full of people.

Dihu put away his hands, looked at the crowd, and said: "If we can get the source of the devil's energy, for us devil cultivators, it will be a treasure of cultivation. Do you still care about those three people just now?"

The others were annoyed: "However, if we just let them go like this, how can we get rid of our anger? Especially the girl in the mid-stage sword master, not only is she beautiful, but also has a very special sword spirit, if I can..."

"Did I say I wouldn't deal with them?" Dihu looked at the crowd in disdain, and said, "A great swordsman who cultivates the power of the stars, a swordsman with an illusion-like sword soul, and one of them won't be too strong. Where are we going? Previously, we underestimated the enemy and suffered losses. As long as we choose three people and strike when we meet, there will be no problems. Could it be that the three great sword masters can't win?"

All the demon cultivators nodded one after another, and they all refused to admit that their skills were inferior to others, saying: "Di Hu is right, we were just careless for a while."

Di Hu said again: "We are running out of time, Xiao Gao, it's because of you at this time, the three of you go and solve it, don't be careless this time."

Xiao Gao patted his chest and said: "Boss, don't worry, I won't be careless this time. If that kid didn't cultivate the power of the stars and restrain me, he would have died a long time ago, hum."

On the other side, Yang Dong led the two women into the Wood Spirit Clan, but they were still on the periphery.

Because Zhao Long'er's divine sense is not strong, the deeper it goes, the stronger the demonic energy will be, and the stronger the demonic energy will be.

Yang Dong has also found some information on the source of the demon energy of the demon. The demon is a name. Some flying demon heads, powerful demon cultivators who can fight with the sword fairy, are collectively called the demon.

This day's demonic energy is the breath of demonic essence that he left for the younger generation to break through the realm, and it is not only extremely demonic, but also mixed with a trace of divine thoughts from the heavenly demon.

This sliver of divine sense, to put it bluntly, is a very weak fluctuation, but at that time, it was for the younger generation who wanted to break through.

But for sword masters, great sword masters, and sword sects, it is simply an evil thought that takes away one's heart and mind, ranging from mental damage to abnormality, to severe ones directly entering the path of the devil.

Because of the ancient trees, the devilish energy here was continuously produced, and Zhao Long'er couldn't take it anymore.

The three of them rummaged through the corpses of some of the dead on the outside. Fortunately, they found some pockets with some belongings in them. Zhao Long'er took them one by one, and then buried the dead bodies.

Along the way, Yang Dong saw the two girls doing this, and he greatly changed his opinion of them. The two beautiful and clean girls would put down their bodies to search for dead bodies and make money from them.

They didn't dislike this kind of dirty work, which surprised Yang Dong very much.

Naturally, Zhao Long'er would not be disgusted with it. The whole journey of cultivation depends half on talent and half on cultivation resources. Not everyone has no shortage of cultivation resources like Yang Dong.

With the improvement of Zhao Long'er's cultivation base, the sword cultivator in the door fawned on her, and the gifts he gave were too ordinary to support her subsequent cultivation.

She was also stimulated by Yang Dong's breakthrough. She used to call her Junior Brother, but suddenly wanted to call her Senior Uncle, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

That's why she desperately wanted more cultivation resources, not to mention turning over the corpse, even if she was asked to dissect the corpse, she would be willing.

Song Muqing was purely accompanying her.

Sweat dripped from the clean and flawless faces of the two girls. Zhao Long'er bit her lip, took the waist pouch from the dead body, and then endured the rotting and worried body, and buried it.

Yang Dong saw another side of Zhao Long'er, stubborn and unyielding.

Yang Dong thought to himself, if this kind of work was given to a woman like Yun Mengluo, she probably wouldn't do it.

After burying the dead body, the two women began to take out their pockets and began to count their trophies.

"Qing'er, this, this is the aura of Shenmu! It's great, I have a copy." Zhao Long'er suddenly took out a cyan aura from his waist pocket, which was the essence of Taiyi Shenmu.

Song Muqing also clapped her hands excitedly: "Senior Sister Zhao, we are really lucky. These corpses are left unattended. I didn't expect them to have this in their pockets."

"There are still sixty middle-grade spirit sources!!" Zhao Long'er exclaimed again, so excited that he almost jumped up.

Yang Dong smiled sarcastically, seeing the expressions of the two women's smiles, he couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

It was too late, but soon, the lantern plants on the cave wall of the underground world burst one by one, the light disappeared instantly, and a foul-smelling devilish energy rushed forward in the darkness.

"Sky Demon Hand!"

There was a hoarse and fierce roar, and the sword aura came in the darkness. Yang Dong could see in the dark, and saw a huge finger stabbing towards him, but there was a sharp sword aura around the finger.

The target was Song Muqing!
With a flash, Yang Dong stood in front of Song Muqing, and the Xingchen Sword blocked the Finger Sword with a bang.

"Bright stars! Explode for me." With Yang Dong's angry shout, the light on the star sword flickered, and the power of the stars burst into extremely high light.

As soon as the light came on, Yang Dong immediately saw the attacker, it was Moxiu Xiaogao.

"Hey, boy, you have some skills, but look behind your back." Xiao Gao laughed wildly.

Yang Dong was horrified, but when he turned around, he saw two black shadows, hidden in the demonic energy. He couldn't see their appearance clearly, and couldn't catch their exact location. They just appeared abruptly behind Zhao Long'er and Song Muqing. .

Two daggers the size of a palm were placed around their necks, Yang Dong was startled and shouted: "Be careful!!"

"You better take care of yourself, trash! Die with me." Seeing that Yang Dong was still distracted when facing him, Xiao Gao was so arrogant that he couldn't bear this kind of contempt.

Yang Dong's heart is for Song Muqing, and he really hates the demon cultivator who is hidden in the demonic energy in front of him, and he doesn't want to pay attention to it at all.

With a whoosh, he rushed towards Song Muqing, and at the same time blocked Xiao Gao's second attack with an epee on his back.

"What!" Xiao Gao's expression changed drastically, he couldn't believe it, this Yang Dong blocked his attack without even looking at it?How did he do that?
Ah~!With a roar, Yang Dong rushed towards the demon cultivator who was trying to hurt Song Muqing, completely ignoring Xiao Gao behind him.

Song Muqing was shrouded in demon energy, and she didn't know where her opponent was, but the silent dagger had already cut towards her delicate neck.

"Qing'er!!" Yang Dong was a little far away, and was obstructed by Xiao Gao again.

At the very moment, Song Muqing realized something. She suddenly held the sword in her hand, her divine sense bloomed all over her body, and her pupils shrank into nothingness.

"It's amazing!"

With a crisp and sweet voice, Yang Dong saw a special power of the sword soul spread out from around Song Muqing's body, forming a light mask, and the demonic energy trapped in it dissipated, and he knelt in pain. on the ground.

Yang Dong was both surprised and delighted. The "Supernatural Sword Jue" and "Taishang Chapter" practiced by his sister really matched her illusory sword soul so well that even a great swordsman could be overwhelmed by such a powerful illusion live.

Bang, when Yang Dong arrived, he punched that Moxiu hard.

Then with a movement of the divine mind, the invisible evil spirit wrapped around the transparent dagger with a 'poof' sound, stabbing Moxiu's Zifu sword embryo.

"How is it possible!" The other two demon cultivators were horrified and missed once.

This time was different from the last time, they first controlled Song Muqing and confused her in the devilish energy.It was a smooth plan for Xiao Gao to entangle the strongest Yang Dong, but it went wrong again.

"Withdraw!" The remaining two magicians immediately turned into a puff of smoke, leaving their injured companions to disperse.

Song Muqing was so exhausted that she fell limply into Yang Dong's arms, showing a wry smile: "Exercising this supernatural power twice a day is the limit of my body's tolerance. It's so cold, brother, I want you to hug me, hold me tighter .”

"Qing'er, hold on, let me see." Yang Dong said anxiously, and immediately took Song Muqing's pulse, and found out that there was nothing wrong?

He breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was just exhausted, Yang Dong stretched out his hand and scratched Song Muqing's nose, very relieved, this girl has become so powerful unconsciously.

Just when Yang Dong was relieved, on the other side, Zhao Long'er had a sword mark on her neck, blood was flowing, her eyes were broken and she fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)