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Chapter 1038

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"Pay attention to the back. I told you to pay attention to the back. He still has a Fairy Dragon at the Divine Master level. Why didn't anyone listen to me?" Si Kongqing said helplessly as he covered the wounds on his body.

When Zhu Minglang locked the Guardians in the Sword Tomb Mountain, the Fairy Fluorescent Dragon went on a killing spree. It broke at least eighty if not a hundred bones. More than half of the Guardians were defeated by the Fairy Fluorescent Dragon. The remaining Great Guardian Sikong Yuantu was also alone and could no longer use the Sword of Punishment!

Sikong Yuantu's face was ashen.

Why didn't he realize that the Guardians under him were all trash?

A Fairy Dragon could kill more than half of them!

However, Sikong Yuantu did not do nothing.

At least, Sikong Yuantu was already standing in front of Zhu Minglang. His swordsmanship was still impressive. Even when Zhu Minglang used the Heavy Sword, he still managed to break through the Heavy Sword.

He was less than five meters away from Zhu Minglang. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness. Sikong Yuantu suddenly attacked with his sword. Six layers of Sword Qi appeared, and each layer was as thin as paper. This was something that could only be done when one's swordsmanship reached a certain level. The thinner the Sword Qi, the stronger the slashing power. This paper-thin Sword Qi could probably split a mortal city in half!

Zhu Minglang used his finger as a sword and pointed at Sikong Yuantu.

Sikong Yuantu sneered. He felt that Zhu Minglang did not have any ability to resist.

However, with this finger, Sikong Yuantu suddenly felt a majestic sword Qi. It was like a mysterious beast that had appeared out of thin air, pouncing towards him.

The paper-thin Sword Qi was torn apart like paper. Immediately after, Sikong Yuantu's vision turned black. In the darkness, a dark red sword was pointed at him. The sword was as big as the universe, and he could not see the end of it. The tip of the sword was right at the bridge of his nose. If he moved an inch forward, he would be smashed to pieces!

Sikong Yuantu turned pale with fright. He hurriedly retracted all of his Sword Qi.

However, if a person exerted force and then retracted it, it would be very harmful to the body. It was easy to dislocate oneself.

Sikong Yuantu abruptly withdrew his sword, dislocating his arm.

Even so, Sikong Yuantu still retreated rapidly, enduring the great pain of his dislocated arm. He firmly believed that if he didn't do so, he would definitely die!

Finally, Sikong Yuantu retreated to a safe position.

All the pores on his body opened and sweat poured down like rain.

Sikong Yuantu focused his gaze and saw a dark red Spirit Immortal Sword hovering in front of Zhu Minglang. The sword didn't chase after Zhu Minglang, but instead stayed a few steps away from Zhu Minglang like a special guardian, protecting Zhu Minglang.

Sikong Yuantu was also a Sword God Master. He could feel the terrifying aura emitted by Zhu Minglang's Spirit Immortal Sword. He was afraid that it had already reached the peak of the God Master level.

As for Sikong Yuantu, he was only a High God Master.

He looked around again, wanting to know if there was a Sword Immortal expert hiding behind Zhu Minglang. Otherwise, how could he explain the protection of his Spirit Immortal Sword. However, Sikong Yuantu didn't see any hidden expert. If there really was a hidden expert, he should have sensed it the moment the other party attacked.

Not only did he not find the hidden expert, Sikong Yuantu also felt that this Spirit Immortal Sword was different from others. Its body was actually emitting a dragon's aura!

"Sword Spirit Immortal Dragon??" Sikong Yuantu finally understood. His eyes revealed a bit of jealousy and anger!

There was actually a Sword Spirit Dragon in this world!

This wasn't a real Sword Spirit, but a dragon transformed from a Sword Spirit!

No wonder Si Kongcheng had repeatedly emphasized that Zhu Minglang knew swordsmanship. This was the reason why he was able to use swordsmanship!

Master Immortal Linghu had also seen through Zhu Minglang's secret. His tone was somewhat cold as he said, "Xuan Long and Stegosaurus. No wonder this brat doesn't care about any Immortal Gods!"

In Yuheng Shenjiang, those who had reached the God Master level could basically establish their own sect and be ranked in the top twenty of Yuheng Shenjiang.

Zhu Minglang alone had the Low God Master level Xuan Long and the Low God Master level Stegosaurus. This kind of strength could be counted on one hand in Alioth. Perhaps only the Five Great Sword Immortals could defeat Zhu Minglang.

"Linghu Shen, why are you still hesitating at a time like this? I'll hold back Xuan Long while Sikong Yuantu and Jiang Que work together to attract the attention of Stegosaurus. Whether or not we can obtain the Ten-Thousand Year Essence will depend on you! "Master Immortal Linghu said.

He had changed his strategy!

After seeing Zhu Minglang's strength, Master Immortal Linghu no longer wanted to defeat Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang was a Dragon Demon Ancestor that had appeared out of nowhere. Even if the three of them worked together, they still wouldn't have a chance of winning. Although this was hard to accept, at least Master Immortal Linghu still had a brain.

They would snatch the Ten-Thousand Year Essence, then scatter in all directions. In the end, they would still be the ones to emerge victorious.

Linghu Shen had yet to make a move.

He probably felt that it wasn't a glorious thing to have so many people go against Zhu Minglang, so he didn't want to take such a shameless step.

However, Linghu Shen didn't dare to disobey the Master Immortal's orders.

His strength wasn't inferior to Grand Guardian Sikong Yuantu's.

Moreover, what he had learned wasn't the Guardian Sword Art, but the true Yuheng Sword Art of Alioth.

He used the Astral Illusion Movement Technique and flashed past the Fairy Fluorescent Dragon. The Fairy Fluorescent Dragon immediately used its Nine Steps Flash Steps to chase after him. However, the Fairy Fluorescent Dragon still couldn't catch up to Linghu Shen.

Linghu Shen arrived behind Zhu Minglang. The moment he stopped, rings of sharp green swords of light appeared around Linghu Shen. These green swords of light formed a dazzling ring, like a lotus with a thousand petals.

Zhu Minglang turned around and saw Linghu Shen's sword art divine ability. He couldn't help but laugh and say, "Hoplite once said that to learn a Heaven-tier sword art, one must castrate himself first. Linghu Shen, are you the person who made this sacrifice for the sake of the sword art's profundity?"

"My attire is a personal preference. It has nothing to do with what you said. Yuheng Sword Art requires one to practice the sword. The human body is soft and cold. I was born with the Cold Yin Body, "said Linghu Shen.

"Oh, then I'm indeed not suitable for it." Zhu Minglang shook his head.

Hoplite didn't lie to him. If one wanted to learn some of Alioth's ultimate arts, one's body was crucial. This was also why people were so concerned about whether the Jade Fairy was married.

"A few days ago, I also learned some sword arts. Coincidentally, there were some similar sword moves," continued Zhu Minglang.

Linghu Shen frowned. He hesitated for a moment and slowed down the speed of his sword art divine ability.

But soon, Linghu Shen sensed that something was wrong. He looked behind Zhu Minglang and discovered that the little white dragon beside Zhu Minglang had unknowingly flown towards the Ten Thousand Year Condensed Immortal Thorny Flower. Then, it ate the Ten Thousand Year Condensed Immortal Thorny Flower in large mouthfuls.

"You … are deliberately stalling for time!" Linghu Shen said angrily.

"Two hours are up. You are trying all sorts of methods to restrain my dragon. Aren't I also stalling for time?" Zhu Minglang laughed.

"There's still half left!" Linghu Shen hurriedly drew his sword.

They wanted half of the flower. If they could snatch it before the little white dragon ate the remaining half, they wouldn't lose anything!

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