Chapter 35: King Wu's Treasure House

c_t;In the dense forest of Yaqi Mountain, two figures were running and shuttling quickly. [Fast update, clean website page, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, must praise]

As the distance got closer, the swords behind each other were shaking more and more violently.

Luo Xiu always used his life to sense the movement nearby. Suddenly, he felt the breath of a human warrior, and a figure soon appeared in his sight, running towards him at a high speed.

"It's him!"

Looking intently, Luo Xiu saw that the other party was carrying a sword on his back, and the vibration of the shadow sword was transmitted from the other party's sword.

"Boom!"

When the two were more than ten meters apart, the young man with dark and shiny skin suddenly burst into a yellowish-brown light, and with a click, he broke off a section of the trunk of a big tree and threw it directly at Luo Xiu.

This section of the trunk was very thick, with a whistling sound, and it was powerful and heavy, which showed how amazing the opponent's brute force was.

"Pah!"

The shadow sword behind him was unsheathed, and sawdust flew everywhere. Luo Xiu landed gracefully and chopped the tree trunk that hit him in mid-air.

The shadow sword trembled violently in his hand, as if it was out of control, which made Luo Xiu frown.

Five or six meters away, a young man with dark and shiny skin, with a pair of piercing eyes, stared at the shadow sword in his hand.

"Boy, give me the sword in your hand." The young man stared at Luo Xiu with a stiff tone.

"Why should I give it to you?" Luo Xiu sheathed the sword, because the violent vibration would affect his strength.

The black-faced young man on the opposite side took action directly. The violent induction between the two swords must be strange, so Luo Xiu naturally would not hand over the sword.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The young man stared at Luo Xiu with a cold voice.

"You can try." Luo Xiu was not afraid. Through the induction of the breath of life, the opponent's strength was probably equivalent to the white-robed young man who had been killed before.

"In that case, I'll just do it." The black-faced young man narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists lightly, his finger bones crackling as he squeezed them. "Bang!" The black-faced young man stepped out, and the ground shook violently, like a tiger pouncing out, and appeared directly in front of Luo Xiu. The true energy on his fist condensed, emitting a yellowish-brown light, and the strong wind was unmatched. Luo Xiu's eyes condensed, and he immediately performed the Dragon Tiger Fist, condensing the black flame of death on his fist and hitting it. He knew very well that facing such a master of the seventh level of Qi Sea, he had to go all out to be able to compete with him. "Bang!" The two fists containing true energy and strong wind collided with each other, and the invisible air waves exploded, causing visible ripples in the air, and the dead branches and fallen leaves on the ground of the mountain forest were all blown up, which showed how fierce the two punches were. "Dengdengdeng!" Luo Xiu retreated three steps in a row, while the black-faced young man opposite him was firmly rooted like a rock, without moving at all. "Black flame power, you actually mastered attribute power!" The black-faced young man's eyes revealed a trace of surprise.

"Also?" Luo Xiu was also surprised, and suddenly remembered the earth-yellow light on the opponent's fist just now. That power was extremely strong. I thought that one punch would definitely damage the opponent's life veins, but the black-faced young man was fine...

"I was born with a special physique. When I was in the body refining realm, the internal energy I cultivated contained earth attributes. It seems that you should also have some special physique. Otherwise, it is impossible to cultivate attribute power without reaching the innate realm." The black-faced young man spoke in a deep voice, not knowing that Luo Xiu was not born with a special physique, but had the power of fire by absorbing the Huoyang Absolute Vein.

Moreover, Luo Xiu mastered not just one attribute power!

Life attribute, death attribute, fire attribute, and the fusion of the white flame of life, the black flame of death, the life and death polar qi...

Looking intently, the life veins of the black-faced young man were in full view. Luo Xiu found that the opponent's life veins were the same as those of other Qi Hai realm warriors, all emitting a green halo. The difference was that the black-faced young man's life veins also had a layer of khaki light.

The reason why the punch just now did not damage the opponent's life veins was because it was blocked by the khaki light.

This was something Luo Xiu had never seen on other warriors.

Obviously, all this was because this black-faced young man was born with a special physique.

At this moment, the black-faced young man on the opposite side attacked again, bending his five fingers into claws, and the khaki light flashed between his palms and fingers. (

Luo Xiu was facing a formidable enemy. The Wheel of Life and Death in his Dantian rotated rapidly, and the black flame of death condensed in his hands.

"Bang!"

The two of them collided violently again. Luo Xiu felt that the opponent's true qi seemed very heavy, and his fists felt severe pain.

This time, he retreated three steps again. The black-faced young man on the opposite side did not pursue him, but looked at his palm with a gloomy face.

"What a strange black flame." After two consecutive fights, he could feel the black flame true qi used by the other party invading his body, burning his meridians and flesh, and it was difficult to resist even with the true qi of earth attribute.

While the black-faced young man was stunned, Luo Xiu flipped his palm and took out the human-level middle-grade war sword that he got from killing the white-robed young man from the storage ring.

"Nine Swords of Thunder!"

The sword light was like lightning, tearing the air and bringing up black flames. It was so fast that it was close to the black-faced young man in an instant.

"Hmph, my true qi is good at defense, you can't hurt me." The black-faced young man looked calm, and he directly punched to resist the sword, but the next moment, his face changed instantly. "Puff!" Blood splattered, and under the severe pain of his right hand, the black-faced young man quickly retreated, with an expression of doubt on his face. "So that's it!" Luo Xiu's eyes lit up. Although the opponent's life veins were protected by the khaki light, as long as the attack power was sufficient, it could also break through and hurt the opponent. The power of the Thunder Nine Swords performed with a human-level middle-grade war sword is naturally much more powerful than Luo Xiu's fist. "Stop!" Just as Luo Xiu was about to attack again, the black-faced young man suddenly shouted loudly. "What? I want to hit you, and you stop just because you say so?" Luo Xiu sneered, and the sword technique unfolded, like a black light curtain, covering the black-faced young man. "Puff! Puff! Puff!..."

Blood flowers bloomed, and the black-faced young man was forced to retreat again and again. His body was torn in several places, and blood gushed out. The earth-attributed true qi that he was most proud of in the past could not resist Luo Xiu's sword.

But Luo Xiu did not kill him. The injuries on the black-faced young man were all superficial injuries, and he just looked embarrassed.

The sword was drawn into a sword flower in his hand, and the sword was sheathed with a clang. Luo Xiu smiled slightly, "Okay, if you have anything to say, you can say it now."

"You..." The black-faced young man was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His face was extremely gloomy, but because his face was originally black, it could not be seen.

"What do you mean you? You attacked me right away, so I gave you a little punishment. Otherwise, based on what you said just now that you wanted to kill me, do you think you are still alive now?" Luo Xiu shouted coldly.

"Hmph!" The black-faced young man also knew that Luo Xiu was telling the truth, otherwise the injuries from those swords just now would not be insignificant places, but vital parts of the body.

"Clang!"

The black-faced young man stretched out his hand and pulled out the long sword behind him. It was a snow-white long sword, which was also trembling violently at this moment.

Luo Xiu's eyes fell on the connection between the hilt and the sword body, and saw an engraved word "light".

"The sword in my hand is called a light sword, and yours is a dark sword." The black-faced young man said.

"What is the connection between these two swords?" Luo Xiu asked.

The black-faced young man glanced at Luo Xiu, "These two swords are called the Light and Dark Swords, and they were forged by a fifth-level sword-making master seven hundred years ago."

"Fifth-level sword-making master?" Luo Xiu showed a look of surprise on his face, but then frowned, "You made it up yourself, right? A fifth-level sword-making master can forge earth-level war soldiers, and these two swords are clearly just the most ordinary human-level low-grade war soldiers."

War soldiers are divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and man, and each level is divided into low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, and extreme-grade.

Only a fifth-level master who is proficient in the art of casting can forge earth-level war weapons. As for heaven-level war weapons, they basically exist in legends. Even the top ninth-level casting masters cannot refine them.

As far as Luo Xiu knows, the top master of the Casting Master Guild in Qingyun City is only the third level. A fifth-level casting master can be regarded as the top existence in the entire Yunlong County.

"What do you know? The fifth-level master I am talking about is not an ordinary casting master, but a fifth-level master who specializes in sword casting!" The black-faced young man snorted coldly.

There are many types of weapons used by warriors. Some casting masters will specialize in a certain type and are most respected by warriors who use similar weapons.

"The light and dark double swords he specially forged are naturally not ordinary weapons, but keys!" The black-faced young man said while taking out the golden wound medicine and applying it on the wound.

"Key? What key?" Luo Xiu asked, vaguely feeling that the black-faced young man might not be making up a story.

"The key to a treasure house! And it is a treasure house left by a martial arts master!"

"Martial arts treasure house?" Luo Xiu's eyes flashed.

He is no longer a young man who has just started out. He has received guidance from the master of the martial arts hall and learned that there are actually more powerful beings above the body-refining martial artists, the sea of ​​qi martial artists, and the innate martial artists.

Above the innate martial artists is the martial arts master of the soul-refining martial arts. The so-called martial arts master is the master of martial arts who can fly in the air and fly through the air!

Above the martial arts master of the soul-refining martial arts, there is also the king realm, known as the king of martial arts, known as the martial arts king!

The reason why Xiaoyaomen has become the largest force in Yunlong County and the overlord of Tianwu Kingdom is because there are martial arts kings!

If you can cultivate to this level, you can have an equal dialogue with a powerful force like Xiaoyaomen.

"That treasure house is left by my ancestors. If you want to open it, you must have the light and dark swords. I only have the light sword in my hand, and the dark sword is in your hand. I can take you there." The black-faced young man said.

Of course, he couldn't tell the location of the treasure house now.

"Which martial king is your ancestor?" Luo Xiu asked.

"Buchen Martial King! He is also a fifth-level swordsmith, and I am Buchen Martial King's descendant, Bu Fei."

"Why should I believe you?" Luo Xiu stared at Bu Fei, "Since it is the treasure house left by your ancestors, are you willing to share it with me?"

Sensing Luo Xiu's distrust of him, Bu Fei snorted coldly, "Believe it or not, if the dark sword is not in your hands, I am not your opponent, why would I tell you this?"

Luo Xiu thought about how credible Bu Fei's words were. The treasure house left by a martial king was still very attractive. Even a big force like Xiaoyao Sect would be tempted, not to mention Luo Xiu, a small martial artist of Qi Hai level 1?

However, he also knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch. Bu Fei must have had other purposes in telling him this.

"How long will it take to get to the treasure house?" Luo Xiu asked. He didn't want to miss the Xiaoyao Sect's assessment.

"One month is enough." Bu Fei said.

"Okay, I'll go with you. I hope you don't play tricks, otherwise I'll kill you. I don't think you'll joke with your life, right?" Luo Xiu finally made a decision. He just had to be careful and retreat immediately if he found something wrong.

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