Chapter 130: Sitting on the ground and raising the price
[69 Book Bar - www.] Jian Kuang escaped back to the Sword-Happying Sect with serious injuries. Everyone in the Sword-Happy Sect was shocked. Who was so bold and dared to hurt the young master? Although the Sword-Happy Sect was not about sharpening swords.
The first-class sect in the mainland, but in the entire Sharp Sword Continent
, there are no more than twenty sects with masters in the Holy Realm. The leader of the Sword Addicting Sect, the Sword Addicting Saint, is also the most famous figure in the Mojian Continent. After all, there is only one Saint Hidden Power in the entire Mojian Continent, of course.
The sword-sharpening ancestor does not count because it is rumored that he has ascended.
Below Shengyin is the Holy Lord. To put it bluntly, the Holy Lord realm is enough to move sideways in the Mojian Continent, and the sects in charge of these Holy Master realms also have a lot to hold on to. Except for the Mojian Sect, other sects are not
If you dare to offend these sects, of course such sects will not fight with each other. Of course, the life and death of the sects will not matter.
And injuring the son of a powerful saint, it was like pinching his balls. Now that the whole arm was removed, it was like crushing his balls. It was one thing to feel distressed, but it was the most deadly thing to have a dull face.
of.
"Who did it? Who did it?" The sword-loving Saint grabbed his son's chest. The first thing he thought of was not his son's injury, but his own face. He wanted to question his opponent and then kill him.
Save face.
"Dad, I don't know who it is!" Jian Kuang said with a bitter look on his face, and he couldn't help but frown at the pain coming from his arm.
"You bastard, you were injured like this and you don't even know who your opponent is. How did I give birth to a loser like you!" Hearing his son's answer, the sword-loving saint became furious.
"The kid really doesn't know who his enemy is. He is so terrifying. He easily killed Elder Wu and cut off the kid's arm without even meeting him!" Jian Kuang told the truth and had nothing to hide from his father.
"Oh? Which Holy Lord is it? I have never offended other Holy Lord sects in the Mojian Continent, and they will not be so heavy-handed. You have not provoked the Mojian Sect, have you?"
The Holy Lord suddenly became excited and guessed in surprise.
"No, no, no, no, if you give a child ten thousand courages, he won't dare to provoke the Mojian Sect!" Jian Kuang shook his head repeatedly, showing off his power in front of the Wujian Sect, but in front of his father, he behaved like a cat.
"Which sect is it?" The sword-loving Saint felt relieved and then asked.
"Martial Sword Sect! That existence is in Martial Sword Sect!" Jian Kuang said quickly.
Snap!
The sword-loving saint turned around and swung it with his palm. The sword madman was unprepared and was beaten hard.
"Dad, what are you doing? The child has been beaten like this, and you still beat me!" Jian Kuang covered his face with one hand and said aggrievedly.
"Trash, I thought it was some kind of holy sect, but I didn't expect it to be a big-ass sect. You have completely embarrassed me!" The sword-loving holy sect said angrily.
Jian Kuang was scolded like a grandson. He also knew how powerful it was and didn't dare to say a word.
"Hasn't the Holy King of Martial Swords been missing for twenty years? Has he come back?" After thinking for a moment, the Sword-loving Holy King calmed down and said.
"It seems that he hasn't come back. It seems that the being is not from their sect!"
"Oh? Who is that?" The sword-loving Saint asked with his eyes rolling.
"It seems that he is a great master from outside the continent who came to participate in the sword-sharpening competition and temporarily settled in Wujianmen!" Sword Maniac answered truthfully.
"How many people are there in total?" The sword-loving Saint had murderous intent in his eyes.
"It seems that there are three people, a great sage, a golden elixir, and this mysterious being. I don't know the realm, but I'm afraid he is in the same realm as my father!" Jian Kuang felt his father's murderous intention, and felt happy in his heart.
His father's intentions.
"You are all in Wujianmen at the moment, right?"
"No, the great sage and the golden elixir followed Wei Meng to Wanjian Cliff to look for the Martial Sword Saint King. Only that mysterious being sat in command of the Martial Sword Sect!"
"Okay, God help me! Where is the Seven Swords Saint King?"
"My subordinates are here, what are your orders from the master!" A holy king responded with great power.
"I order you to lead two great sage elders to Wanjian Cliff to rob and kill Wei Meng and the others. Remember, you have to do it cleanly. Wan Jian Cliff is a Jedi, and death is normal. Do you understand?"
The Sword Saint said coldly.
"My subordinate understands!"
"Go!" The Sword-Happy Saint waved his hand, and the Seven-Sword Saint King bowed his head and retired, killing Yang Quan and others.
"Mysterious existence, I'm here to meet you for a while. See how mysterious you are? Come on, follow me to get your arm back!" The sword-loving Saint held Sword Mania in one hand and landed in front of the Martial Sword Sect in an instant.
Everyone in Wujianmen was still excited, but a huge coercion instantly enveloped them, and everyone's hearts suddenly became filled with gloom.
"Come out and meet that mysterious friend!" The sword-loving Saint's voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu, and there seemed to be a sonic attack in his voice, and the light curtain of the Wujianmen's mountain-protecting formation could be heard banging.
While everyone was in fear, the voice of the Earth Emperor's Book Soul sounded like the sound of nature in the void: "What's the matter?"
"Quinzi was reckless and angered you. My Taoist friend cut off one of his arms. He deserved it. I came here this time, firstly, to ask you to return Quanzi's arm, and secondly, to make friends with you!"
"The sword-loving sage said it with high-sounding meaning.
"It's not impossible to return your arm. In exchange for one million heavenly grade spiritual stones, Quan will be used as compensation for Zichuan!" The Soul Lion of the Earth Emperor Sutra opened his mouth.
"What? You...I thought that my Taoist friend was a guest, and we were both in the realm of the Holy Lord. I wanted to turn the conflict into friendship and forget about everything, but I didn't expect that my Taoist friend didn't recognize each other!" The sword-loving Holy Lord did not tolerate it, but failed to understand his opponent.
Before you have the strength, you don’t dare to act rashly.
"Just because you don't pursue the case doesn't mean that I don't pursue the case. Jian Kuang has harassed Zichuan many times and offended me. I should pay compensation!" The Emperor's Scripture Book Soul was not angry and spoke softly.
"It is normal for a man to love a woman, and it is humane to pursue the opposite sex. Although the method is a bit extreme, Quanzi has also been punished by fellow Taoists, so why do fellow Taoists make things difficult for him!" When the sword-loving saint spoke, his consciousness was in Wujianmen.
He searched extensively, hoping to find out the real identity of his opponent, but he never found it, so he didn't dare to take action.
"I don't want to pay attention to your absurd theories. Forced marriage is still reasonable. Stop talking nonsense and give me one million heaven-grade spiritual stones in exchange, otherwise there will be no need to talk!" The Emperor's Book Soul had already lowered his status to speak to him. He didn't want to
It was a waste of saliva, so I simply said.
"Asshole! I tried to persuade you so well, but you are so difficult. If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. What about the Holy Lord from the outer land? I will make it impossible for you to go back, and you will die!" The sword-loving Holy Lord revealed his true form and jumped out of thin air.
, with a palm shot, the light curtain of Wujianmen's mountain guard formation suddenly burst, and the huge impact made the entire Wujianmen sect shake.
"court death!"
boom!
The Soul of the Earth Emperor Sutra swung out a palm, and clashed with the incoming hand. There was an explosion, and the Sword-Hungry Saint flew backwards. The huge force of the shock caused his clothes to explode, and he looked up to the sky and vomited blood.
This scene made everyone's jaws drop. The sword-loving Saint, who was the supreme being in the Sword-sharpening Continent, was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. At this moment, he was slapped away by the opponent's palm.
There was a roar.
The sword-loving Saint fell to the ground and rolled over.
"Dad!" Jian Kuang hurried over and helped him up.
With a plop, the Holy Lord Xijian knelt down: "Senior, please spare your life. I didn't know that Senior is a great power of the Holy Hidden. Xiujian deserves to die. I angered you. Senior Xiujian agreed to the terms of Senior, and I am willing to use one million heavenly goods."
The spirit stone can be used to replace Quanzi's arm!"
"Holy Hidden Realm!" With a plop, Jian Kuang also knelt down. He was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it, but he had to believe that one blow could beat his father in the Holy Hidden Realm so badly.
Yes, who can do it?
"One million? That was the price before taking action. Now, your son's arm is one million, your son's whole body is worth 1.5 million, and you are worth at least 2.5 million.
!There are five million Heavenly Grade Spiritual Stones in total. Go back and prepare. I will give you one day. At this time tomorrow, if you don’t see five million Heavenly Grade Spiritual Stones, I will kill you all!”
"What? This..." The sword-loving Saint was stunned. One million might not hurt his muscles, but five million heaven-grade spiritual stones would bankrupt him.
"You don't have much time!" The Earth Emperor's harmless voice sounded again.
"Okay, okay, thank you for not killing me, senior. At this time tomorrow, Sword-Happy will definitely offer you five million heaven-grade spiritual stones. Say goodbye!" Sword-Happy Holy Master grabbed Jian Kuang and disappeared in a flash.
Inside the main hall of Sword Addicting Gate!
ah!
The screams of Jian Kuang resounded throughout the entire Sword-Happy Gate, and everyone's pores stood up.
His right arm was also taken off at this moment, and the person who took action was no one else, but his biological father, the sword-loving saint.
"Where is the deputy master?" The blood on the face of the sword-loving saint has turned pale. At this moment, it is no longer a matter of face, but a matter of life and death, and the survival of the sect.
"Here!" A holy king knelt tremblingly in front of the sword-loving saint.
"Pull this beast down and chop it down, and then take stock of the heaven-grade spiritual stones in the faction!"
"yes!"
"etc!"
"What else does the leader have to do?"
"Hurry up and summon the Seven Swords Saint King. Quick, fast!" Suddenly thinking of this, the Sword-loving Lord felt as if he had been struck by electricity.
"Yes, my subordinates will do it now!"
"Dad, don't kill me, don't kill me, I know you're wrong! Ah!" Jian Kuang desperately begged for mercy, but it was to no avail. After the sword went down, he, who was arrogant and arrogant, died in the hands of his father.
After a while, the deputy head hurriedly came to report.
"Master, there are still 3.55 million heaven-grade spiritual stones in the faction!"
"If it's not enough, take my holy sword to the Sword Sharpening Sect and ask the Heavenly Elder to exchange it for two million heaven-grade spiritual stones!"
"This?" The deputy head hesitated.
"What the hell, go quickly!" The sword-loving Saint gritted his teeth and handed the holy sword in his hand to the deputy head, staring at the holy sword with reluctance.
"Yes, Master!"
The deputy head took the holy sword and turned around to go out. The entire Sword Addicting Sect was in chaos, but most people didn't know what happened. Soon after, the entire Jianjian Continent was boiling.
