Chapter 91: Seizing the Treasure

Just as the dwarf was proud and Han Li had plans in mind.

Two more people jumped out from the Seven Mysteries Sect side. After jumping out of the crowd, they didn't say a word and rushed straight toward the dwarf like lightning; they were the other two Han Shishu of Wang Wang Juechu.

These two had faces full of grief, clearly extremely sad about the death of the sturdy man. Therefore, they hated Master Jin Guang to the bone, and didn't care what kind of sword immortal the dwarf was, only wanting to kill the other party to avenge the man.

Sect Master Wang originally wanted to stop the two's reckless behavior, but then thought that this dwarf who knew demon arts had to be faced, and his two Han Shishu were the only ones who might pose a threat to him. Instead of stopping them now, it was better to let them decide the outcome while they were full of obsession for revenge.

Thinking of this, the words Wang Wang Juechu wanted to call them back were swallowed back into his throat.

Master Jin Guang had learned his lesson not long ago, so this time he didn't dare to underestimate the other party. He drove the gray light and pointed at the two, and the gray light immediately turned into a long rainbow and flew straight toward the two.

The scholar among the two opposite, seeing the gray light suspected to be a flying sword flying over, raised his hand, and a thin silver thread shot out from his sleeve, meeting the gray light head-on, making the gray light pause, but the gray light still rushed over as if nothing had happened. It seemed the silver thread didn't play much of a role.

Others didn't see clearly what the silver thread was, but Han Li, relying on the super eyesight given by the Chang Chun Gong, saw it clearly. It was clearly dozens of silver needles connected in a straight line. He didn't know what means the scholar used to be able to shoot such light thin needles with such strong technique, which made Han Li feel very interested.

Seeing the silver thread didn't work, the scholar didn't panic. He bent his body, suddenly spinning in place like a spinning top, and then countless cold lights, large or small, burst out from the spinning figure. These cold lights were divided into two paths: one path turned into a silver stream and collided with the gray light, making a clattering sound, pinning the gray light in mid-air; the other path flew straight toward the dwarf, hitting the golden shield with a spectacular sound of clanging. The cold lights that were bounced back were all complete, all kinds of hidden weapons like flying knives, Bodhi seeds, iron lotus seeds, gold money darts, etc., all kinds of things, and even some strange things he couldn't name.

Master Jin Guang was slightly stunned, but then curled his lips. He didn't think these vulgar metals could block his treasure for long.

A huge shout like a spring thunder rang through the arena, startling everyone.

Only then did people discover that the gray-clothed man who had rushed out with the scholar had pulled out the precious sword from his back at some point, and there was a white light two inches long on the sword tip, which was stretching and shrinking, chilling.

"Sword light," I don't know who shouted the name of the supreme sword skill that all sword users dreamed of.

With a boom, the arena was boiling!

If the flying sword was just a legend in the rumors, then the sword light was a myth in the Jianghu, the yearning of all sword users.

Now, not only did the flying sword and sword light appear one after another, but they were also about to unfold a duel, which made everyone on the scene feel hot-blooded, feeling it was not a wasted life!

Jia Jia Tianlong, at this moment, was not boiling, but felt a chill, cold sweat flowing. He only now knew what it meant to be slow to realize, and was terrified!

He had known before that the Seven Mysteries Sect hid three major experts. But he never expected that these experts would be at the level of being able to use sword light. If he hadn't invited Master Jin Guang, a cultivator, to take action this time, I'm afraid that this gray-clothed man alone, who could use sword light, could have killed everyone on his side.

While Jia Jia Tianlong was pale with fright, the gray-clothed man had already arrived under the gray light.

This time, I don't know if the scholar was intentional, or if the hidden weapons on his body were really exhausted, the scholar's figure suddenly stopped spinning, and the silver stream pinning the gray light also stopped. Without resistance, the gray light naturally fell toward the gray-clothed man's head without ceremony.

The gray-clothed man held the sword with both hands, jumped up into the air without fear, waved the sword light, and slashed fiercely at the gray light.

With a crisp sound of "clang," the gray-clothed man fell from mid-air to the ground, and couldn't stand steadily, retreating several steps, then opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression becoming listless. The three-inch sword tip at the front of the long sword in his hand was gone, becoming convex and flat.

The gray light was hit by this blow and fell to the dust like a shot bird. But even so, the gray light still hadn't lost its luster, still jumping and stretching on the ground, looking full of spirit.

Seeing this scene, Jia Jia Tianlong's side and the Seven Mysteries Sect's people exclaimed at the same time. However, the Seven Mysteries Sect's people were full of joy in their exclamation, while Jia Jia Tianlong's side was full of worry.

The scholar was also overjoyed. He looked at the listless gray-clothed man, then glanced at the dwarf, hesitated slightly, then floated his body and flew toward the dwarf, preparing to solve the great enemy first.

Before the scholar floated out a few steps, a loud shout of "Careful" came from the gray-clothed man behind him.

The scholar was startled in his heart, wanting to take action, but felt a chill on his neck. The gray light flew past his eyes, and then he saw a headless body running forward a few steps, and then fell to the ground. The back looked so familiar. The scholar just thought of this, and completely lost consciousness.

Master Jin Guang was full of pride at this moment. He commanded the gray light that jumped up from the ground again to fly toward the only remaining gray-clothed man among the three major experts. He was proud of himself for using a small trick to kill the scholar.

He was considering killing the remaining people of the Seven Mysteries Sect after finishing the gray-clothed man, when he suddenly heard a sentence from the crowd opposite: "I like this thing that flies around. Give it to me to play with, how about it?" Before the words fell, he felt a powerful spiritual power attached to the gray light, forcibly cutting off his connection with this object, and taking away its control.

And the gray light that was originally flying toward the gray-clothed man also turned in the air, crookedly flying toward the crowd opposite.

Wherever the gray light went, everyone was panicked and dodged everywhere. Only a young man with an ordinary appearance, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, didn't move. This young man smiled at Master Jin Guang, revealing white teeth that were completely opposite to his dark skin, then pointed at the gray light, and the gray light obediently landed in his hand.

"Cultivator!" The dwarf felt a chill in his heart, and his face turned pale.

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