Chapter 2087
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Lord Hou's Desperate Strike (1)
However, at this moment, the people within the Chaotic Tower were already in an uproar due to this long lost silence.
Yu Cunjian and Elder Song stared at the Mystical Heaven Orb in her hand with blazing eyes, as if they wanted to pounce on it.
Mu Yan could only gather her thoughts and ask one last question, "So you mean to leave the Chaotic Tower here?"
"Yes and no." The ancient voice said respectfully, "The more people who train in the Chaotic Tower, the more killing intent, spiritual energy, and divine sense will remain in the tower. It will be more beneficial to the Lord of Six Stars' army. I suggest that you place the Hexstar Tower in Divine Elephant City for all cultivators to train and train in until the day you take it back. "
Mu Yan's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and her lips curled into a sly smile.
"Alright, I'll leave the Chaotic Tower in the center of Divine Elephant City. Grandpa Artifact Spirit, please look after it for me. And … "
She paused and was about to continue when Yu Cunjian suddenly roared, "When the Lord of Six Stars arrived, heaven and earth shook, and the sky was filled with multicolored light. The entire Soaring Dragon Bead belonged to Ye Liangchen!"
"But now that this woman has the Mystical Heaven Orb, the artifact spirit and the Chaotic Tower have no reaction at all. Doesn't that prove that she's not Ye Liangchen?!"
"Yes, yes!" Elder Song's eyes widened, and he murmured, "Who knows if she's the real Ye Liangchen? The Mystical Heaven Orb can't be given to her!"
Suddenly, he made up his mind, and his cultivation erupted, and he pounced at Mu Yan. "Let me keep the Mystical Heaven Orb for now!"
However, before Elder Song could touch Mu Yan …
Sun Yuanjiu had already waved his sword.
Elder Song was only at level one of Leaving Aperture, while Sun Yuanjiu was already at Tribulation Passing.
This sword strike, with only sword energy, directly knocked Elder Song to the ground.
Elder Song crashed into a pillar, and he was dizzy at first, then he screamed. His right hand, which was about to snatch the Mystical Heaven Orb, was sent flying.
He looked at Sun Yuanjiu with shock and fear, and his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Kong Yuanjiu, what are you doing?!" Yu Cunjian shrieked, "Things have always been suspicious. Elder Song wanted to take back the Dark Heaven Bead for safekeeping and give it to Muyan after confirming her identity. What's wrong with that? You, how could you be so vicious as to chop off Elder Song's arm? What are your intentions?! "
Kong Yuanjiu sneered: "Chu Tianyou doesn't have the ability to obtain the Mysterious Heaven Pearl, he isn't Ye Liangchen. Young Miss Jun obtained the Profound Heaven Bead and did not suffer from any backlash. This naturally proves that she is Ye Liangchen. What's there to doubt about? "
Holding his broken arm, Yu Cunjian glanced at Chu Tianyou and Elder Song. All of a sudden, his eyes were filled with viciousness and his face twisted.
If he could not obtain the Mysterious Heaven Bead today, he would not be able to complete the Marquis's instructions. His fate would be even more miserable than death.
Rather than that, he might as well go all out!
All of a sudden, Yu Cunjian raised his hand and grabbed at Qilin and the members of Carefree Squad.
In the Blood Slaughter Sword Formation, the members of the Carefree Squad had long since trained their reflexes to dodge danger at any time, so they quickly dodged.
But the Qilin Squad was not so lucky.
Duan Wenbin, Qu Yuanlei, and Murong Xue were the strongest among them, so they barely managed to dodge.
But the others were all wrapped around the neck by a black steel whip in Yu Cunjian's hand, and dragged directly in front of him.
"Give me the Mysterious Heaven Bead, or I'll make sure that these brats of the Qilin Squad die without a corpse!"
(End of this chapter)
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