Chapter 241 Choose Your Own Outcome

After dismissing the irrelevant people, Ji Tong took out his sword with a cautious look on his face.

There are not many people who can force him to use his sword. Many times, if he can solve the problem without using the sword, he will use other methods to solve it.

The main reason is that he has practiced sword too little and seems very unfamiliar with the sword, which easily exposes his attribute of fishing in troubled waters.

He had to plan so many trivial matters every day, and he couldn't calm down to practice his sword. This was not something that happened in a day or two. He had been in this state since he entered the mountain gate.

People's energy is limited. When he found that practicing swordsmanship was useless, he had already given up this inaction.

If you want to break the situation now and get the lost wanderer out of the siege of these three people, you need this heavenly sword.

It would be better if it was a fairy sword.

It's a pity, he has already destroyed several immortal swords, and the only one he can use now is this pretty good heaven-level sword.

Thinking that the sword could not be saved, Ji Tong was quite sad.

He hasn't even taken a good look at the sword yet, and he hasn't gotten used to it yet...

The next second, his eyes had changed. There was no arrogance or murderous aura. Instead, he was just calm and ethereal, as if he was a person who did not exist between heaven and earth.

Night Owl, who had been sitting back and watching, couldn't help but be attracted by his performance.

Before he could even say a few words of warning, Ji Tong had already moved.

The sword was already flying through the air, with sparks and lightning and the sound of thunder rushing towards the battlefield.

Who is he trying to deal with?

Even with Night Owl's eyesight, he couldn't tell where the target of this sword was.

And what's incredible is that although this sword energy doesn't look very powerful, the sparks are particularly scary.

Ye Xiao has never seen a battle between thunder monks, but now that he has witnessed it with his own eyes, he can't help but look envious.

This kind of innate spiritual root is really excellent, and it can easily be achieved by leapfrogging enemies.

If he had such talent, it would be difficult for Lu Xueying to get a favor even if she faced him at the third level of Mahayana.

However, the next moment, after seeing the consequences of this earth-shattering sword, he realized that he still underestimated the man in front of him.

The opponent was much better than he thought, and he blew up a heaven-level sword with just one light blow.

The consequences after the sword exploded.

Countless sword fragments, carrying thunderous energy, flew in all directions. Because the spiritual explosion energy they carried was too strong, they continued to break into countless pieces in the process.

So, like a dragnet, the three Nascent Souls were enveloped in the power grid.

What's weirder is that the lost wanderer entangled with these three Nascent Souls seems to be the chosen one. Apart from being a little frightened, there is no harm at all.

Of course, he was the one who saw Ji Tong in advance and knew that this little guy would be capable.

Therefore, he ran slightly faster, the old man and the young man cooperated perfectly, and the main character had a tacit understanding.

It took ten or twenty years of companionship to achieve this amazing moment.

The combined attack technique of the three Nascent Souls was broken by the heaven-level sword after just one encounter.

The three brothers, who were still exerting their full power, naturally suffered a backlash without any precautions.

While escaping, he was forced to stay in place by a magnetic force, and endured a three-minute thunderstorm.

In the process, they experienced destruction that they had never encountered before in their lives. Their whole bodies were blasted to pieces, and even the Dantian in their bodies was not saved.

Among them, the boss had a hole as big as a peanut blown out, and the vigorous spiritual energy leaked out from it, and he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.

The second and third children were even worse. One had three holes, and the other had seven or eight holes. Although it was only the size of a bean, it couldn't hold the two big holes, and it had become a sieve.

Before the three brothers formally faced off against Ji Tong, they were already accurately calculated by him and were directly defeated at the cost of a sword.

The vigorous and pure spiritual energy that filled the air benefited the three people present, and was divided up by them to their heart's content.

The injured three brothers had lost the ability to leave with their swords at this time, and could only stay there passively, looking at the three wolf-like children with bewildered expressions.

Not to mention, they are as weak as chickens now. The Lost Wanderer can kill them with one hand, and there is a Night Owl standing there who is even more terrifying than the Lost Wanderer.

The aura revealed by the other party when he swallowed the spiritual energy just now can scare people to death. It is absolutely Mahayana.

Unexpectedly, a big shot who would never be seen normally would appear here and now.

The other person didn't even look at them, but he was already a Muggle, shivering like a helpless ant.

"Senior... uncle... have mercy on me, we were wrong, we were really wrong, please..."

In the end, the three of them couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Night Owl didn't care about such nonsense, but Lost Wanderer was different. He still had several sword wounds on his body, thanks to the three brothers, and he hated him to death.

His eyes showed murderous intent when he was stopped by Ji Tong. After muttering in his ear for a while, he nodded with a smile and then retreated.

Ji Tong stepped forward and said to the three brothers.

"Listen, you three scumbags, what you did today is too much. People have to pay for their own actions. It's not a pity to die in vain."

Hearing the word "death", the three brothers were already a little desperate and fell to the ground with unspeakable regret.

"But...if you want to live, there is no chance."

Ji Tong's words became the guiding light for the three brothers, and he said eagerly: "Please give me some advice from fellow Taoists. As long as it can give the three of me a way to survive, we can do anything."

"It's very simple. With the law of heaven as the contract and the sun and the moon as the witness, the three of you will be under the control of the lost wanderer from now on. You will respect him. However, if you have different intentions, you will die and fall forever."

This is to make them recognize the Lord as a lost wanderer.

The three brothers are all Nascent Souls, and their strength is almost the same as that of Lost One, but now they have to become slaves at his disposal.

This is no different from selling yourself.

The three of them were still somewhat arrogant. After thinking about it, they would rather die than accept such a fate.

Ji Tong naturally grasped their lifeline accurately and immediately gave them a condition.

"Don't say that I won't give you a chance to live. It's not easy for you to practice. This time it was just a mistake."

"So, as long as you work hard for 50 years, I will naturally set you free."

"Moreover, as long as you stick to your true intentions during these fifty years, do not bully the weak, do not take anything by force, be kind to others, and be willing to help others, I can devote all my energy to helping you achieve the Mahayana realm."

This was a bit exaggerated. The three Nascent Souls were dumbfounded and couldn't believe that these words came from the mouth of a small physical training monk.

"I am the newly appointed 11th elder of Shushan. You can choose not to believe my words. This is a game. The outcome is up to you to choose and bear." (End of Chapter)