Chapter 777 Sword Intention

But I saw two monks next to the cold spring. The man was tall and thin, with bright eyes and sharp eyebrows. The lines on his face were like knife carvings, and he was unusually cold. The woman had a graceful figure, delicate features, and a heroic spirit. She was like Chen Yi. The demeanor of the little girl is far beyond compare!

The two people stood there, very upright. Although they were not on guard, there was a coldness in their bodies, a kind of sword intent, like two unsheathed swords, which seemed to be no less than the coldness rushing into the space in front of them!

These two people are actually Duan Yuming and Wang Xuyao, the swordsmen of the Huan Sword Sect of Huan State! ! !

However, at this time, the sword intent of the two men had become much weaker than when they first came to Mongolia from Huan State, which was obviously the result of their great improvement in cultivation.

&nb: Pig: Pig: Island: Novel 3w.osp; The two of them seemed to have stood there for a long time. Wang Xuyao ​​was a little impatient. She looked at the hole where the cold spring disappeared and whispered: "Brother, I'm afraid they have already passed. They won’t be guarding inside, so I’d better go in earlier, otherwise I’ll lose track of them and my whole trip will be in vain!”

"Junior sister, don't be anxious!" Duan Yuming stared at the coldness in the cave, frowned slightly, and said calmly, "I was a little nervous when I entered the second floor just now, and the kid who built the foundation discovered something strange. Although he couldn't find any trace of us, he must have told those Jindan monks. Although they didn't come out to look for us, they were afraid that they had already laid a trap under this hole and were waiting for us to fall. Just wait a little longer!”

"Hmph, we should have killed that little Jiji Zhu with one sword just now. He was a shield. He lured the Sky Vine away just now, and he managed to escape by luck. We will kill him later. Those Golden Core cultivators You may not know it!" Wang Xuyao ​​said coldly.

"The hands and feet of that little foundation-builder are not weak, and they have some sense of swordsmanship. We are waiting for the sword element to be controlled. If we accidentally leak the traces and wake up those golden elixir monks, wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted?" Duan Yuming shook his head slightly.

"Hmph, there are just a few golden elixir monks, just kill them all!" Wang Xuyao ​​was still unconvinced, "I have killed not one or two golden elixir monks in the past few years in the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation, but now their cultivation has reached With the third level of the Fantasy Sword, isn't it easy to kill a few monks in the middle stage of the Golden Core?"

"Well" Duan Yuming looked at the spiritual herbs in front of him thoughtfully. He replied, "Sword cultivator, sword cultivator, you are indeed improving in the competition. If we were in Huan country, unless we fight with millions of mengshan, how can we advance so quickly? However, it is just right We killed so many monks, I am afraid that it will arouse the murderous intention of some Nascent Soul monks!"

"No way!" Wang Xuyao ​​was stunned. "I'm very careful when I'm killing someone. If it's from a famous sect, I won't provoke you. Only small sects will take action. And if you do, you'll never be left alive. There's no way they can catch you!"

"Besides, those Nascent Soul cultivators dare to attack us? Aren't they afraid of arousing the hostility of my sword cultivator?" Wang Xuyao ​​said with some disdain.

"That's true!" Duan Yuming laughed. "They're afraid they're trying to kill a rat!"

"Bah, you are the mouse!" Wang Xuyao ​​spat and cursed with a smile.

"Hehe..." A hint of sweetness appeared on Duan Yuming's face. Without saying anything back, he explained again, "It's not because I didn't kill these Jindan monks because of my brother. Take a look at this hole and the spiritual grass next to it. It must have been some kind of powerful restriction before. We are completely unaware of this place, but they have been preparing for it for several years. Why don't we let them lead the way? When they find Senior Li Xiubai's Nine-Star Transiting Sword Spirit, wouldn't it be better for us to be like a mantis swatting at cicadas? beautiful?"

"Bah, bah! How about being a yellow bird, senior brother!" Wang Xuyao ​​said after bahting a few more times.

Duan Yuming smiled naively: "Junior sister can say whatever she wants!"

"Hmph!" Wang Xuyao ​​looked at the hole under her feet and sneered again, "These monks are really wishful thinking. Although they are all swordsmen, can the sword spirit of my sword master compare to the monk's flying sword? They just want to get the sword spirit. Can you practice flying swords? Can you compete with my sword cultivator?"

"That's true!" Duan Yuming said with an apologetic smile, "How did they know that the sword spirit is from one to the next, whoever cultivates it belongs to whom, and it is useless if others take it! The most precious thing that Senior Li Xiubai left here...is not Those nine sword spirits are the sword intent of his Nine Stars Ling Sun!"

"Hey, monks only know magic power, how can they know the sword's intention? Even if they get the sword pill from senior Li Xiubai, they can't get the sword's intention in it!" Wang Xuyao ​​said coldly, "They can only let the sword pill be covered in dust. ! Mingzhu secretly throws!"

"Exactly, exactly!" Duan Yuming's handsome face showed respect, "Seniors of the Yanzhu Sword Sect have been searching for a long time in Mongolia. I really didn't expect that senior Li Xiubai's sword pills actually fell in Xiguo. If it weren't for us and others, Fortunately, I heard someone inquiring about the tempering of the sword pills. How could I find out that these little golden elixir monks actually covet senior Li Xiubai's sword pills? "

"The problem is, they really found the location of Jianwan!" Wang Xuyao ​​nodded, "And the place they were looking for is exactly the same as the place that my senior Xuanjian Sect expected! Now let us meet, Following them for so many years can’t but be said to be fate!”

"It's Senior Li Xiubai's spirit in heaven who protects us!" Duan Yuming also agreed, "The sword intention of the Nine Stars in the Sky still belongs to our sword cultivator from Huan Country!"

"Of course, if it weren't for the spirit of Senior Li Xubai, how could we have accidentally searched the soul of that female cultivator who was building the foundation?" Wang Xuyao ​​showed a trace of excitement on her face, "If we didn't search the soul, how would we know that this cultivator named Zhu Chenghe was looking for the method of tempering the sword pill? If we hadn't found this Zhu Chenghe, how would we follow him to the Yanzhu Sword Sect? Hehe, I guess this guy still hasn't thought that it was me who told him the method of tempering the sword pill? Otherwise, how could he, a cultivator, easily find out the method of tempering the sword pill?"

"Yes, even the secret place where they gathered was found by us with great difficulty. This Zhu Chenghe hid There are really a lot of spells, and he almost escaped!" Duan Yuming still agreed, "This is also Junior Sister's intuition, I admire it very much!"

"Of course!" Wang Xuyao ​​was a little proud, "My intuition has always been amazing, and I told you before! The ink storm of the black forest of the black anaconda lasted for nearly a year. If I hadn't been by your side, you would have given up long ago, right?"

"Yes, Junior Sister is right!" Duan Yuming replied, "With such a rampant ink storm, how could several Jindan cultivators survive? Moreover, we also lost their whereabouts. How can we find them in such a large black forest? I was really depressed that day!"