Chapter 1541 Madman, Gambling

"Who are you kidding! I will give you ten breaths. If you don't make a move, you will automatically admit defeat and obediently leave your saber behind. Otherwise, you will kowtow three times to our brothers and sisters." The cold young man looked at The three silver sword envoys snorted coldly, their gazes were high above them.

Another short-haired Heavenly Sword Sect disciple next to him tapped his fingers on the sword at his waist. His face was expressionless, but there was a cold smile in his eyes, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

"You...don't bully people too much!"

The young man in Tsing Yi twitched his brows, his expression extremely ugly.

If it was a fair duel and lost to the opponent, then he would have nothing to say, but the two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples obviously wanted to humiliate them! If they handed over their swords today, how could they call themselves the Silver Sword Envoys of the Sword Tomb? As for kowtowing, that's even more impossible.

The stern young man raised his eyebrows, and said in an emotionless voice: "Three breaths."

"I'm fighting with you!"

The boy in blue was so angry that his face was bloodshot, he let out a loud roar, pushing his sword intent to the limit, and a strong sense of sharpness came out through his body.

"Junior Brother Ye, don't be impulsive!"

The young man in Tsing Yi was shocked, but it was already too late.

"Take my sword!" The figure of the young man in blue rushed out, paused in the middle, holding the sword in both hands, and a momentum of changing winds and clouds permeated his body, and he slashed wildly at the stern-faced disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect with his sword.

A sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of the grim young man's mouth.

"Break it!"

There was purple energy rising in his eyes, and the cold young man slashed horizontally with his sword. The purple sword energy elongated in the air and raged all the way. Wherever it passed, the air was cut and divided into upper and lower parts, which could not be connected together.

puff!

As soon as the sword energy came into contact, the sword gang on the silver plume sword in the blue-clothed boy's hand instantly shattered, and at the same time, his protective gang gas was also shattered. He was forced to retreat by the purple sword energy, and blood flowed from his mouth like he didn't want money. squirt.

"Brother!"

The young man in Tsing Yi took a strong breath, and a sharp sword energy burst out from the silver plume sword in his hand. The sword energy twisted wildly, forming a tornado of sword energy, blasting towards the purple sword energy.

boom!

The purple sword qi shattered,

Both the youth in green and the youth in blue were violently impacted and were so shocked that they vomited blood.

"Senior brother!" The girl in red looked at the stern young man who was approaching, her face turned slightly pale, and she wanted to strike, but the right hand holding the sword was trembling involuntarily.

"It turns out that the disciples of the Sword Tomb are so vulnerable, it's a waste of me to look forward to how strong the so-called Holy Land of Sword Dao is. It seems that they are just some low-level characters."

The grim young man looked at the three of them with disdain, and approached them step by step.

"You dare to insult my teacher!"

The blue-clothed boy spit out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said, "Your cultivation base is two realms higher than mine, defeating me is nothing. If you reach the Absolute Sword Monument, you will have to run away with your tail between your legs!"

"The Absolute Sword Monument, of course I will go. However, for now, let's end our confrontation first."

The stern young man smiled dismissively, and waved his hand, "Bring it!"

call!

As he retracted his five fingers, an invisible suction appeared, enveloping the silver feather sword in the blue-clothed boy's hand, trying to collect it.

"Don't even think about it!"

Seeing that the other party was about to charge his saber, the blue-clothed boy stared wide-eyed, urged his sword intent, and cut off the suction with a single blow.

"If you are stubborn, don't blame me for being cruel!"

The stern young man's eyes showed a cold light, and with a flick of his wrist, an incomparably stunning purple sword light emerged from the sky, and chopped at the blue-clothed young man's hands. His purpose is very simple, if the boy in blue wants a sword, he must keep his hands and keep the sword.

"Brother!"

The red-clothed girl's pretty face was full of horror, and she could only watch helplessly as the sword qi slashed at the blue-clothed boy.

Chi!

At the very moment, a flame descended from the sky and landed on the purple sword light.

boom!

The purple sword light shattered at the sound, and the scorching impact spread to the surroundings, flying sand and rocks, the stern young man's face was startled, his toes were on the ground, and he retreated to the disciple of the short-haired Heavenly Sword Sect.

When the hustle and bustle settled down, everyone stared at it with a little surprise on their faces.

Where the purple sword light collapsed, a large pit appeared on the ground, and a tiger-headed saber was inserted obliquely at the bottom of the pit, and a trace of scorching heat rose from the saber.

"Brother, are you okay!"

The girl in red flew over and supported the boy in blue.

The boy in blue who was still in shock shook his head, looked up, his eyes flickered: "It's him!"

The other two silver sword envoys noticed the person coming, and their faces were also extremely surprised.

brush!

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and two figures landed lightly among the five people, it was Luo Feng and Xuelian.

When Luo Feng and Xuelian left just now, they found two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect. At that time, they only thought that the two of them were here to practice and didn't care. It was just the huge movement that followed, which made Luo Feng a little concerned, so he rushed back .

"You..." The blue-clothed boy looked at Luo Feng with a complicated expression. Just now he shot at the opponent, but he never expected that he would be rescued by the opponent now.

Xue Lian was still a little displeased with the three silver sword envoys who offended Luo Feng just now, she curled her plump red lips: "These people offended the master just now, what are you doing to save them?"

The girl in red heard this, rubbed her red eyes, bowed deeply to Luo Feng, her face was full of gratitude, "Thank you...thank you for saving senior brother...I will apologize to both of you on behalf of senior brother."

Luo Feng looked at the three of them and said calmly, "Heal your wounds first."

"Um……"

The girl in red wiped away her tears, and immediately helped the two senior brothers to the nearby flat ground to heal their injuries.

The stern young man watched the three leave, frowned, and his eyes fell on Luo Feng and Xue Lian. Seeing that one of them was in the middle stage of the ninth stage of the True Yuan Realm, and the other was in the peak stage of the ninth stage of the True Yuan Realm, he said coldly:

"Who are you and why are you so troublesome."

"Your affairs have nothing to do with me, but if you want to hurt them, then I must take care of them." Luo Feng pointed to the three silver swordsmen and said indifferently.

Hearing this, the three sword tomb disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and they didn't understand why this young swordsman who had never met before would protect them so much.

The stern young man's face darkened, and murderous intent flickered in his eyes, "Boy, I advise you not to meddle in your own business. I will fight them fairly, and the loser will keep their swords. Since they are defeated, they should fulfill their promise."

"Your cultivation base is two realms higher than senior brother's. This is not a fair duel. Besides... senior brother didn't agree to compete with him!" the red-clothed girl gritted her teeth.

The grim young man snorted coldly: "If you lose, you lose! Where did all this nonsense come from!"

Among the three silver sword envoys, the older young man in Tsing Yi sighed and said: "It is true that we lost, Junior Brother and Junior Sister, give him the sword."

He saw that the strength of Luo Feng and Xuelian was not simple, they should be the best among the warriors in the True Yuan Realm, but the strength of the two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect was even more terrifying.

The stern youth is at the late stage of the ninth level of True Yuan Realm, and the short-haired youth is at the peak of the ninth level of True Yuan Realm. Plus, as a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his strength will only be stronger than it appears on the surface.

Although he very much hoped that Luo Feng and Xuelian could help them, but this hope was too slim. He already had a deep understanding of the strength of the cold young man. The short-haired young man who had never done anything should be even more unfathomable!

Although it is a shame for a swordsman to voluntarily give up the saber, there is no other way right now.

"Senior brother, I will never hand over the silver feather sword to their Heavenly Sword Sect members!" The blue-clothed youth looked resolute.

At this time, Luo Feng's voice sounded.

"Since it's an agreement, it should be obeyed." Luo Feng nodded.

"You!" The boy in blue looked indignant.

The stern-eyed disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect smiled ferociously, looked at Luo Feng and said, "You know the current affairs!"

As he spoke, he was about to walk towards the three silver sword envoys, but a hand blocked his way.

"What do you mean?" The stern young man looked at Luo Feng, his expression darkened.

Luo Feng said: "I said, their business is mine. You should have heard that they are not willing to hand over the sword to you."

"You kid dare to play me! You are dead today!"

The stern young man's temples jumped wildly, and in a rage, he drew his sword and slashed at Luo Feng.

Chi!

The sword light shone, and a 100-meter-long sword mark was cut on the ground.

Luo Feng appeared a hundred steps away, touched his nose, looked at the stern young man and said, "Don't get so angry, how about it, let's have a fight too."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, the three silver sword envoys all looked at Luo Feng in surprise, they didn't expect him to say these words.

"It's just a swordsman in the ninth level of the True Yuan Realm, why do you fight me?" The stern young man sneered, in his opinion, Luo Feng had no qualifications to let him make a move.

"Why..."

Luo Feng smiled lightly, touched the Zhuolong Ring with his finger, and a box appeared on the ground.

suck!

Seeing the contents of the box clearly, the five people present couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The box is full of fourth-grade primordial stones, about a thousand pieces, if replaced by third-grade primordial stones, it would be one million, or one billion second-grade primordial stones! This is definitely an unimaginable wealth for a true yuan realm warrior.

The two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were considered wealthy among True Yuan Realm fighters, and each of them only had a wealth of two to three hundred million second-grade Yuanshi.

Looking at the fourth-grade elemental stone in the wooden box, the two disciples of Tianjianzong couldn't move their eyes.

"That's all."

Luo Feng took out the box, looked at the stern youth and said, "As long as you defeat me, these primeval stones and all of our weapons will be given to you."

madman!

Hearing Luo Feng's words, everyone except Xuelian thought he was crazy. Just for a contest, he took out one billion second-grade primordial stones as a bet!

Luo Feng said again: "However, if you lose, you will keep your swords and all your wealth. From now on, you are not allowed to step into the Returnless Sword Forest."

"You crazy!"

The grim young man was also taken aback by Luo Feng's proposal. This is the first time he has heard of such a big bet, not to mention his personal participation.

The short-haired young man took a deep look at Luo Feng, and said to the stern young man, "Junior brother, it's not easy for this person to spend such a large amount of wealth casually."

Seeing that the stern young man didn't speak, Luo Feng smiled sarcastically: "Are you afraid, worried about losing to me?"

Waving his hand, Luo Feng walked over to close the wooden box, and said to himself: "That's right, you only dare to bully the weak, and you want to beat someone with a lower level of cultivation than yourself, how dare you make such a bet with me. "

Hearing these words, the three silver sword envoys were all dumbfounded, someone dared to say such words in front of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect!

Being so humiliated in public, the stern young man's eyes were about to split open, his teeth trembled, and he suddenly smiled ferociously:

"A warrior in the ninth level of the true essence realm dares to be so arrogant. Okay, I bet you! As long as you win me, I will give you all the wealth! From now on, you will never step into the No Return Sword Forest. However, if you If you lose, you not only have to give me the bet, but you also have to kneel on the ground and kowtow three times to me!"

Hearing the grim young man's words, the corners of Xuelian's lips curled into a faint smile, and she shook her head slightly.