Can love influence them?

"In your next life, remember not to brag. You have to live to spend the money you make."

Xuan Yangzi clicked his tongue twice, turned around and prepared to fly away, muttering:

"Who on earth sent such a fool to die?"

Sudden.

From the deep pit underground, a figure suddenly flew out, rose straight up, and stood in front of Xuan Yangzi again.

Xuan Yangzi was stunned for a moment, took a closer look, and asked:

"Oh? Didn't I kill you with one punch?"

The curse killer's face was swollen like a pig's head, his mouth was slurring, his clothes were tattered, he pointed at Xuan Yangzi with his hands on his hips and cursed:

"Xuan Yangzi, you are too unethical to launch a sneak attack! How can someone attack suddenly?"

"If we don't attack suddenly, do we have to wait for the referee to say start before we fight?" Xuan Yangzi said disdainfully.

"Hmph, Xuan Yangzi, you are dead!"

The curse killer suddenly pulled out the long sword behind him and chopped it hard in the direction of Xuan Yangzi.

Xuan Yangzi did not dare to be careless and raised his hand to dodge or block. After all, the opponent was not killed by his ordinary punch, which showed that he still had some skills.

however.

The Curse Killer raised his knife and swung it in the air towards Xuan Yangzi from a distance of more than twenty steps.

Yes, empty swing.

He neither threw the knife over nor released any sword energy or light waves.

However, he just controlled the movement on the spot from a distance of more than twenty steps.

Xuan Yangzi blinked in confusion, thinking that the other party was just warming up, so he did not dare to be careless.

result.

"Xuan Yangzi, you are already dead! Hahaha!"

After the Curse Killer swung his sword once in the air, he happily sheathed his sword, straightened his back and said proudly:

"I told you, Xuan Yangzi, to hit my handsome face. Now you are dead."

Seeing that the other party is so confident.

Xuan Yangzi quickly looked around, but there was no one there, and no formation appeared out of nowhere.

Then, Xuan Yangzi looked inside his body again, examining his organs and soul from top to bottom.

In the end, Xuan Yangzi came to a conclusion.

I was unharmed.

"Brother, were you sent by someone to tease me?" Xuan Yangzi asked with his head tilted in confusion.

"Um!??"

The Curse Killer seemed to be as frightened and confused as Xuan Yangzi. He widened his eyes, stretched his neck and asked:

"Huh? Xuan Yangzi, why aren't you dead yet?"

"This is what I should ask you. What are you doing?" Xuan Yangzi frowned.

"That's not right. You should be beheaded or have disappeared."

The Curse Killer quickly drew out the long sword from behind him again and swung it twice in the direction of Xuan Yangzi.

Xuan Yangzi found it a little funny, so he stood still and looked carefully.

This knife looks pretty weird.

The blade was long and curved, with an all-white blade and a gold-black tip. There were blood-red unknown characters all over the back of the blade, and it emitted red light regularly, like breathing.

"Why!? Why!? Why ah!?"

The curse killer broke out in a cold sweat, and his hand holding the knife became unsteady. He quickly swung at Xuan Yang Zi in the air six more times, muttering to himself:

"Why aren't you dead? Why aren't you dead? Why aren't you dead yet!?"

"I say, you're really not here to make fun of me?"

Xuan Yangzi frowned and asked doubtfully:

"I don't have time to play games with you. Get out of the way. My apprentice is waiting for me."

"Ah!! I understand!!!"

The Curse Killer suddenly raised his knife, with a look of sudden realization on his face, staring at Xuan Yangzi and said:

"You bastard, did you use anything that can increase your luck when you went out?"

"Luck?" Xuan Yangzi was stunned.

"That's for sure!"

The Curse Killer trembled all over and said:

"You bastard, you can actually improve your luck. No wonder you won't die no matter how hard I curse you to death."

luck?

Xuan Yangzi thought: Is he referring to the wishing tree?

"Xuan Yangzi, don't be so proud!"

The Curse Killer sheathed his sword, and his figure gradually became transparent and ethereal, but his voice remained empty:

“When you are weak and your luck is disrupted, you will bear nine times the power of the curse and die miserably! Hahahaha!!”

Chapter 88: The Sword Buried

"Go away!"

Xuan Yangzi threw a punch, but missed, and he passed right through.

"Hahaha!"

The virtual killer turned around and smiled triumphantly:

"Xuan Yangzi, when you die, I will throw my business card over your corpse! Wait and regret it!"

When the voice ended, the killer disappeared completely without leaving any trace.

"baffling."

Xuan Yangzi looked at the place where the other party disappeared, feeling a little uneasy, so he checked his body again.

There is nothing wrong with the organs.

There was no sign of the soul being invaded.

Both mentally and physically, nothing was hurt.

"He just said curse..."

Xuan Yangzi looked himself up and down, and recalled that he had prayed to the wishing tree before going out.

The man who cursed the man kept saying that he used something to increase his luck, so he didn't die.

"No way, could it be a causal attack?"

Xuan Yangzi frowned, realizing that something was wrong, but he still found it hard to accept it.

"How can a mere late Saint Realm cultivator use the Law of Causality to attack? How is that possible..."

Xuan Yangzi shook his head and decided to put the matter aside for the time being and go back to make the raw meat pool.

It didn't fly for long.

en route.

"Xuan Yangzi, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Another person stood in front of Xuan Yangzi.

"What happened today?"

Xuan Yangzi stopped and frowned:

"Is the defense of Jade City so lax? How come anyone comes in to cause trouble for me?"

"Hehehe."

The Sword Burial Man's eyes turned white, and he stood in mid-air with a cane, blocking Xuan Yangzi and said:

"Xuan Yangzi, be content. If it weren't for Yucheng's obstruction, do you believe that more people would come to trouble you?"

"Oh?"

"Don't you, Xuan Yangzi, know this?"

The sword burial man said coldly:

"Except for the Jade-faced Prince, Zui Aiwu and Tie Mengda both died at your hands."

"In addition to the disciples and elders of Chaoyang Sect, there were more than 600 people, and they were all killed by you with a slap."

The buried sword man sneered:

"If it weren't for the fact that Yucheng doesn't allow outsiders above the Saint Realm to enter, the high-end combat forces from Happy House, Bailian Villa, and Dingyang Mountain would have come to trouble you long ago."

"That's it."

Xuan Yangzi thought:

Fortunately, I changed my mind and stayed, otherwise I would have been besieged by three top forces outside.

"I wonder why you have called me here?"

Xuan Yangzi doubted:

"Could it be that Mr. Leng Jian is your disciple?"

"Not bad!"

Xuan Yangzi was shocked. He said it casually, but he didn't expect it to be true.

"But I'm not here to seek revenge on you."

The sword burial man stroked his white beard and said:

"I'm here to bring a message from the Anti-Sword Demon Alliance."

"What message?"

"As long as you, Xuan Yangzi, abandon the dark and join the light, give up the battle line with Yucheng, and hand over the formation order."

The sword burial man said loudly:

"Happy House, Bailian Villa, and Dingyang Mountain will no longer pursue the fact that you killed their people. The hatred between the two sides is wiped out and they will never cause you any trouble!"

"Including the old man."

The sword burial man stroked his beard and said:

"Anyway, I don't need Leng Jian as a disciple. He actually got seduced by Yu Qiu. He deserves to die. He is not worthy of being my disciple."

"You also want the formation order?" Xuan Yangzi said.

"Exactly."

The buried sword said:

"As long as the three major formations of Jade City are not in place, once we elect a leader, it will be time to destroy Jade City, seize the Spirit Jade Stone, and fight against the Sword Demon together."

"You mean the leader?" Xuan Yangzi asked with a raised eyebrow.

"The Sword Demon is coming. None of the major sects can fight alone. They must unite and unite."

The Sword Burial Man explained:

"But there are many conflicts of interest between the major forces. Even with the pressure from the Sword Demon, they may not be able to work together."

"Who will lead the charge, who will provide the magic weapons, and who can hide in the back and do the easy work of logistics."