"You're not qualified."
Xiao Jue lowered his head, holding on tightly with his hands. His palms were pierced and blood dripped from them. He felt extremely unwilling.
Originally, this inheritance should have been his.
But everything was taken away by a child, and he was unwilling to accept it.
"Why? Why am I not qualified? If I hadn't fainted just now, I can do what she can do."
"Yeah, old man. This guy wants it so badly, you just give it to him."
The clothes on Di Yange's body had been cut into tatters by the sword energy. He could only cross his arms across his chest to prevent the rags from falling, so he looked even more sloppy standing there.
Compare him with Xiao Jue who was kneeling there devoutly.
The difference between the two is really too big.
However, the shadow was also very stubborn: "What do you think of me? You have already accepted my sword heart. Even if you don't want this sword from me, you are already my successor."
As he spoke, the golden sword that was originally hanging in the air flew into Di Yange's hand.
"You are quite insightful, my son. Man is sword, and sword is man. It's just an imaginary sword. If you don't want it, just throw it away."
At the same time, lightning and thunder flashed outside the sword tomb.
A large dark cloud carrying purple lightning was rapidly approaching the sword tomb.
Yuan Chen Zhenren quickly withdrew from the sword tomb. When he looked in the direction of the sword tomb, his eyes were filled with fear. He muttered, "What's going on? Is there someone undergoing a tribulation in this sword tomb? This tribulation thunder is too terrifying."
The Jianxin Sect members also looked towards the direction of the sword tomb in horror.
Inside the sword tomb, the shadow seemed to sense something.
"You... you actually have... you are worthy of being the successor chosen by this deity. I will help you."
A shadow rose into the sky.
soon……
Rumble, the entire sword tomb was shaking and was about to collapse.
Di Yange looked at the sword in his hand, clicked his tongue, and threw it directly to the ground.
There was a clang, and Xiao Jue felt heartbroken when he heard it.
The thing he was so eager for was treated as trash by that little brat.
Just as Xiao Jue was about to pick up the trash, Di Yange picked up the sword again.
"I almost forgot, I came to the sword tomb to get the sword, so I'll just use it as a waste."
Having said that, she took her sword and walked out leisurely. Of course, it would be even better if the rolling rocks could crush her.
"Kid, can you give me the sword?"
"Who's the kid? Don't even think about it. This sword is my brother's chance to become an initiator. Forget that idea."
Obviously, Di Yange wanted to use the sword in his hand to exchange for Luo Ziyin's chance to become a disciple. Everyone was gritting their teeth. Di Yange, this shameless man, actually dared to destroy this divine sword that even they were jealous of.
Look, the sword in Di Yan Ge's hand also trembled, as if protesting against Di Yan Ge's words. In an instant, the golden light disappeared, and the whole sword turned into an ordinary-looking sword.
Seeing that the sword was so spiritual, Xiao Jue was unwilling to step forward and grab it.
Di Yange sneered, pushed the man down, pointed his sword at him, and challenged him: "Boy, you are too young. Come to me when you become a strong man."
Xiao Jue glared at him hatefully.
I don’t know if it was because he was just unlucky, but a large piece of broken rock fell directly on his head, knocking him unconscious. At the same time, a wound as big as a bowl appeared on his head, and blood was gushing out.
This made Di Yange and the onlookers a little confused.
Is this still the real Demon Lord who has no rivals except Di Yange?
This is too weak and too miserable. Even ordinary stones can knock him unconscious.
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