"Ximen Family, Ximen Gang!" "Nangong Family, Nangong Jian!"
The two of them flew in front of Ling Yun and blocked his way. They raised their heads and proudly announced their names.
"I heard from Du Gumo that you're called Ling Yun, right? Seeing that you're Du Gumo's friend, we won't make things difficult for you. However, as you can see, we're dealing with that giant python now. You're here to look for treasures. Don't you know the rules? "
Ximen Gang was dressed in a long white robe and held a half-meter-long fan in his hand. After he landed on the ground, he unfolded the fan in a carefree manner and fanned himself as he spoke while shaking his head.
Nangong Jian was dressed in a green robe and held an extremely narrow and sharp sword in his hand. He stood in front of Ling Yun expressionlessly and didn't say a word.
Ling Yun's eyebrows were already furrowed. Now that he heard Ximen Gang's words, he was instantly amused. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly as he said amusedly, "If you guys are willing to deal with the giant python, that's your business. What does it have to do with me? As the saying goes, everyone should go their own way and mind their own business. How about that? "
Although Ling Yun wasn't afraid of these people, he didn't want to go against them either. Therefore, he was kind enough to discuss with Ximen Gang and Nangong Jian.
Ximen Gang smiled evilly and closed his fan. Then, he said coldly, "Kid, we're only advising you nicely because of Du Gumo. Don't be so ungrateful. Do you know who are the people here today?" After saying that, he raised his hand and looked at the people who were fighting with the giant flood dragon in the arena like rabbits leaping and falcons descending, like sparrows flying in the air.
Ling Yun asked seriously, "Oh? Tell me, who are they? "
Ximen Gang pointed at the scene and looked at Ling Yun with disdain. Then, he said, "Do you see that one who uses a knife? That's Dongfang Ting from the Dongfang Family. That one is bare-handed, that's Tie Zhengping from the Divine Fist Sect. That one is using the Hook of Separation. That's Shangguan Jue. That one is using the spear, Lei Wenxing …"
"I don't mind telling you that we're all above Houtian Realm Level Eight. Kid, since you're Du Gumo's friend, we'll let you join us on his account. If you don't know what's good for you …"
Ling Yun smiled faintly. "So what?"
Ximen Gang frowned as he looked at Nangong Jian. Then, he looked at Ling Yun as if he was looking at a monster and said, "If you don't know what's good for you, let's not talk about what will happen after we leave this place. Do you think you can defeat any of us with your skills?"
"Ling Yun, these people are all from ancient martial arts families and secret sects. If you want to explore the stone door now, you'll definitely become the target of everyone, and I won't be able to protect you …" Dugu Mo sent a telepathic message to Ling Yun.
Even though Dugu Mo's memory of Ling Yun was still maintained at the moment when the two of them had walked out of the ballroom for a duel, he didn't know why, but when he saw Ling Yun just now, he felt a sense of closeness and naturally spoke so much to him.
Ling Yun could use his Qi Cultivation Stage Nine divine sense to erase a portion of Du Gumo's memories, but he couldn't erase his feelings.
Memory and feelings were two different things. For example, after a person lost his memory, he would still feel a sense of closeness to his family and friends. This was a feeling that had nothing to do with memory.
Dugu Mo and Ling Yun had fought side by side before, and it could be said that they appreciated each other. Ling Yun was grateful for his help and even injected a strand of Immortal Spiritual Energy into Dugu Mo's body to help him break through. Even though Dugu Mo had forgotten about this, the sense of familiarity with Ling Yun was still there.
Ling Yun smiled as he replied to Dugu Mo. He also used telepathy to say, "It's alright, let me see exactly what he's capable of …"
Ling Yun had just broken through to Physique Tempering Stage Four, and he could feel his own strength. Now that he was itching to test his skills, Ximen Gang and Nangong Jian took the initiative to come and feed him his blade, he couldn't have asked for more.
Anyway, there was an endless supply of Dragon Spiritual Energy here, and Ling Yun just needed to rely on his movement techniques to be invincible. Hence, he laughed and said, "What's the point of saying so much? Whether I can defeat him or not, won't we find out after a duel? "
Ling Yun raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth curled into a strong and confident smile. He waved his hand for Little White to stick close to the rock wall, and the black blade in his right hand vibrated. He extended his left index finger and hooked it at Ximen Gang.
Ximen Gang's face darkened, and he laughed sinisterly. "Since you're looking for death, don't blame me for not holding back!"
With that, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Ling Yun. With a wave of the folding fan in his hand, it slashed towards Ling Yun's head at lightning speed!
Ling Yun saw the speed of his movement techniques and knew that his strength couldn't even be compared to Dugu Mo, who was at the pinnacle of Houtian Realm Level Eight. He couldn't even be bothered to use any techniques, and he casually raised the black blade to block it!
"Shua …" The blade of the black blade collided with Ximen Gang's folding fan. There wasn't even a single sound, and Ximen Gang's folding fan was directly cut in half!
Ximen Gang felt his hand instantly become lighter, and the fan in his hand was only left in half. He was shocked and distressed at the same time. He hurriedly jumped away and pointed at Ling Yun's black blade. "F * ck! What kind of blade is that?! "
The ribs of Ximen Gang's fan were made of black gold, and the surface of the fan was woven with golden threads. Even bullets couldn't penetrate it, but it was easily cut in half by Ling Yun's blade. How could he not be shocked?
Ling Yun was also secretly surprised that he succeeded in one move. He thought to himself, How can this Devil's Underworld Essence Blade be so sharp? It's not much worse than the Emperor Brush!
However, now wasn't the time to study the blade. Ling Yun smiled indifferently and said, "It doesn't matter what kind of blade it is. On account of Dugu Mo, I'm only teaching you a lesson this time. If you dare to block me again, be careful, or I'll chop off your leg!"
Ximen Gang didn't say anything. His narrow and sharp eyes stared fixedly at the black blade in Ling Yun's hand, and his expression gradually became one of horror.
Suddenly, his entire body trembled as he shouted towards the battlefield, "Stop fighting, everyone! This brat is holding the legendary Devil's Underworld Essence Blade! This brat is from the Devil Sect! "
Dugu Mo was afraid that Ling Yun would be at a disadvantage. He had been paying attention to Ling Yun's situation, and naturally saw the scene of Ximen Gang's fan being cut in half by Ling Yun's blade. His heart trembled, and he was even more certain that the blade in Ling Yun's hand was the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade!
Ling Yun, this brat …
However, Ling Yun was extremely depressed. Didn't Dugu Mo say that this blade hadn't been seen for thousands of years? Why did it seem like everyone recognized it? Was the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade really that famous?
It was a pity that Ling Yun didn't recognize it from the start. If he had known that it was the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade, he would have rushed out with the Dragon Vein Sword.
"Huff … Huff … Huff …"
Before Ximen Gang could finish his sentence, a series of wind-breaking sounds could be heard in the cave. Everyone jumped out of the giant python's attack range and came to Ling Yun's side, surrounding him.
"What?! The Devil's Underworld Essence Blade? "
"Ximen Gang, you can't be mistaken, right? The Devil's Underworld Essence Blade hasn't been seen for thousands of years, how could it be in his hands? "
"Brat, show us the blade …"
…
Some were shocked, some were excited, some were greedy, and some were fearful. In the darkness, everyone had different expressions on their faces. Ling Yun could see them clearly in the darkness.
The situation had become complicated in an instant.
Dugu Mo was the last to walk over. As he walked in the darkness, he sent a telepathic message to Ling Yun. "Brat, I just said that this blade of yours is the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade and told you to throw it away as soon as possible. Now, you're in trouble!"
"The way these people do things is different from me. They all boast about themselves as righteous sects and ancient martial arts families. They take it upon themselves to exterminate demons and devils. Since ancient times, good and evil have been irreconcilable. Now that you have the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade in your hands, no matter how you explain it, it's useless …"
Ling Yun had long known that Dugu Mo didn't have any sense of good or evil in his heart. Thus, he also sent a telepathic message to Dugu Mo. "Who said I wanted to explain? We're five hundred meters underground. It's not worth it for me to explain to them. You just have to watch the show! "
Dongfang Ting, who was about twenty-nine years old, held a long, shiny blade in his right hand. He looked rather mature. He took a step forward and looked closely at the black blade in Ling Yun's hands. His expression became more and more solemn.
Members of the Dongfang Family were adept at using blades. They had meticulously researched all kinds of blades and techniques. Dongfang Ting stared at the black blade in Ling Yun's hands for a long time. Then, he nodded his head solemnly. "Ximen is right. Even though I haven't seen the scabbard, I'm sure that it's the sacred object of the Devil Sect that has been missing for twelve hundred years, the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade!"
Dongfang Ting said slowly, "Legend has it that this is a demonic blade that came from hell. It was refined from the blood essence of a Black Dragon King of Hell. It's the head of the Devil Sect's Nine Great Sacred Objects. It sucks blood upon contact and is indestructible. Most importantly, it can steal one's soul. Not only does it have a miraculous effect on the enemy, but it's also effective on the wielder. The wielder doesn't realize it at first, but as time passes, they'll gradually become a slave of the demonic blade …"
Ling Yun laughed coldly when he heard this. He waved his hand lightly to interrupt Dongfang Ting. Then, he retorted sarcastically, "Bullsh * t, I think all of you like to treat legends as facts? You see that my treasured blade can cut through metal like mud and say that it's a demonic blade. I'm afraid all of you want to take it for yourself! "
Dongfang Ting shook his head and laughed. "Little brother, you're wrong. Even though I like blades and know that this Devil's Underworld Essence Blade is a peerless treasured blade, I definitely won't covet it. Putting aside the fact that good and evil can't coexist, I personally don't want to become a slave to a demonic blade right now!"
"Little brother, I don't think you're a member of the Devil Sect. Why don't you throw this blade away as soon as possible? Otherwise, you'll become a demon in the future and won't be able to explain yourself in front of the heroes of the world …"
His words were open and aboveboard. Ling Yun saw that there was only shock in his eyes and no greed. He nodded his head silently and didn't plan to make things difficult for Dongfang Ting.
"Du Gumo, since your friend is a member of the Devil Sect, what do you say?" Ximen Gang's folding fan had been broken by Ling Yun. His heart was filled with resentment and he directly pinned the label of a member of the Devil Sect on Ling Yun.
Ling Yun looked at Ximen Gang indifferently. He wasn't angry and only smiled slightly.
Du Gumo shook his head with a resolute expression. "Ximen, you're a member of the Ximen Family after all. You mustn't speak nonsense. I don't care what blade this is, but I can guarantee with my life that Ling Yun is definitely not a member of the Devil Sect!"
Du Gumo's words were resolute and resolute. He directly choked Ximen Gang, causing his face to change between red and white. However, no one could see it clearly in the darkness.
Ling Yun had already confirmed that the black blade he had obtained was the real Devil's Underworld Essence Blade. However, he was determined not to believe that this blade could corrode his mind. He had a strong soul in the Tribulation Stage. If it weren't for that overly terrifying Heaven's Tribulation, he would have long been an Earth Immortal in the Dacheng Stage. How could he be controlled by a demonic blade?
Moreover, in that temple just now, the powerful and pure Buddhist influence of that enlightened monk had been cut off by Ling Yun! Why would he care about the influence of this blade?
"Anyway, this blade has already been confirmed to be the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade. Since it's a sacred object of the Devil Sect, then no matter what, it must be handed over to the righteous sects to deal with!"
"Ling Yun, as long as you obediently hand over the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade, we'll let you leave. How about that?"
Ling Yun smiled faintly. "Alright, since you insist that it's the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade, then so be it. However, I definitely won't hand it over. If anyone wants to use the name of a righteous sect as a banner, then feel free to take it with your own abilities!" If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for me at Qidian (). Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued.)
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