Chapter 82 Rich spoils of war

The indescribable sword light suddenly illuminated the entire space!

Under the dazzling edge,

The black-clad figure facing the knife seemed to see space being cut and shattered in a trance. Wherever the oncoming knife light hit, everything was turned into dust. It was a terrifying scene of endless waves sweeping over! "Not good!"

Fallen into the trap! The man in black's face changed drastically, and he tried to dodge.

However, this fatal move that Yang Qingyun had been planning for several months and had never used before, how could it be so easy to avoid?

Almost at that moment, some kind of magical energy came from the knife light, which had already locked him tightly! That terrifying knife force suppressed his mind even more.

Leave him no way to escape, no way to avoid!

This is not over yet.

The blade swept across the air with a bang, suppressing the air. Under the dazzling light, the speed seemed slow, but it was actually very fast. In an instant, it crossed a vacuum of more than ten feet, tearing everything apart, and rushed towards the black-clothed figure with irresistible force! At this moment, the black-clothed figure couldn't even make any reaction. The power of the terrifying blade light had already fallen on him! Boom!!! In the entire stone chamber, a terrible and sharp blade storm exploded, like an unstoppable torrent, sweeping every corner of the space! Under the impact of the terrible force, the entire secret room was shaking violently, and the broken rocks rumbled and cracked one after another, and dark spider-web-like cracks were spreading.

Pieces of rubble continued to fall from the crumbling rock walls! The entire cave chamber was crumbling at this moment!

Fortunately,

The black-clothed figure was hit by Yang Qingyun's ultimate blow, and he died on the spot without any surprise! His body fell not far away, and he had completely lost his voice! Facing Yang Qingyun's blow that had been incubating for several months,

Even those at the Lianzang realm cannot resist it!

certainly,

This is also because the opponent underestimated me and was found by me.

But victory is victory, there is nothing to say.

"It's a pity that this sword has not yet been polished to its peak, and I still cannot comprehend the will of the sword."

A faint feeling lingers in my heart.

Yang Qingyun closed his eyes and quickly felt it carefully.

Unfortunately, within ten breaths, the remaining sword energy had already dissipated! Yang Qingyun had no choice but to open his eyes and sighed.

“This can be said to be a waste of all previous efforts!”

The power of this move was indeed terrifying, but at the same time, all the accumulation over this period of time was consumed.

This is the trump card he would rather lose in the competition than use, and it is the sword force he has been accumulating in order to comprehend the will of the sword.

Just like that, it's gone.

All turned into flowing eastward!

If he wants to continue relying on this martial art that nurtures the power of the sword and comprehend the will of the sword, he will have to start all over again!

Although he felt regretful, Yang Qingyun would still choose to use this knife if he had the chance to do it again .

After all, the mind can be prepared for a slash at any time, but life only happens once.

Apart from this one sword, he had no other means to use his cultivation level of the early stage of Blood Exchange Realm to fight against the black-clothed man's martial arts level of the early stage of Organ Training Realm.

While thinking in my heart,

Yang Qingyun came to the body of the man in black and began to search for spoils.

What surprised Yang Qingyun was that this person didn't seem to have anything on him.

Nothing! "Impossible!"

Yang Qingyun's eyes flashed slightly and he realized something was wrong.

No matter how poor this person is, he is at the level of practicing Zang, so he should have at least three or five hundred taels of silver on him, right? But now he has nothing.

Obviously there was something strange! Yang Qingyun came to his senses and searched again carefully.

This time, he found a palm-sized, khaki-colored amulet-like sachet from the interlayer of his clothes! This is!!!

When I saw that thing,

???

Yang Qingyun's pupils suddenly shrank and instantly became the size of a needle tip! He had seen this thing in his previous life! Isn't this the storage bag that began to appear in the martial arts world after the revival of spiritual energy and the invasion of Xuantian Realm in the previous life?

In that era, storage bags were basically a symbol of powerful people!

Isn't this thing something that came from the world of cultivation when the Xuantian Realm invaded after the spiritual energy revived? How could this person have such a thing? !

Yang Qingyun's heart was filled with shock and a hint of doubt flashed across his eyes.

“Try it!”

Holding the storage bag in his hand, Yang Qingyun concentrated his mental power and focused his consciousness on the storage bag according to the rumors he had heard in his previous life.

After a moment, as if looking inward, two or three cubic spaces suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Yang Qingyun was delighted. As expected, this was the storage bag! Suppressing the joy in his heart, Yang Qingyun began to browse the things in the storage space with his consciousness.

Gold, silver, medicinal herbs, secret books, a small pile of probably more than a hundred Yuanshi and a jade box that might contain elixirs! Yang Qingyun's eyes lit up, and his face showed excitement.

“There are so many gains!”

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But soon,

He suddenly thought of something, his expression changed, and all the excitement in his heart subsided.

"With so many precious materials and this storage bag, it is definitely not something a warrior at the Lian Zang realm can possess. We must act quickly, or someone will chase us!"

Although the resources in this storage bag are abundant.

But what Yang Qingyun valued more on this trip was the inheritance of that grandmaster!

Without bothering to count the harvest one by one, he quickly put the storage bag close to his body, then turned to look at the stone tablet in front of him and the dry bones beside him.

But soon,

He still couldn't see any trap.

Although he knew very well that there would be tests if he wanted to obtain the inheritance, he still could not see any clues.

It was as if it was just an ordinary inscription on a tombstone and a pile of dry bones that had been dead for who knows how many years!

Faintly, I heard some subtle sounds of fighting, which seemed to be happening in a distant cave.

"Senior, if I can inherit the legacy, I swear here that I will definitely eliminate your enemies and get rid of that guy called Yin Tianjun!"

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, Yang Qingyun first bowed his head and bowed respectfully to him.

Then,

He gritted his teeth, took slow steps, and walked towards the direction of the dry bones.

One step, two steps There was no obstacle at all, as if Yang Qingyun was just worrying too much.

However, just as he relaxed a little and took the third step, he was still three feet away from the master's dry bones.

Boom!!!

Suddenly, from the bloody words on the stone tablet nearby, a blood-red light suddenly burst out, like the light of death, turning into a surging sea of ​​blood, and it fell towards Yang Qingyun like a substance to kill him!

Yang Qingyun's expression changed.

This is not the harmless illusion that I saw when I first came in.

The scenes before his eyes at this moment contained some kind of terrible power, giving him an extremely dangerous feeling!

This is a real test that makes his spiritual sense go crazy !

Sorry everyone, I have something to do these two days, I will resume updating tomorrow 　　 　 (end of this chapter)