Chapter 733

The dark silver mane warrior saw Wei Yuan and was a bit surprised, saying: "It seems I underestimated you and didn't prepare a second opponent for you. But it's not too late to prepare now."

The light golden mane woman said: "Leave this guy to me."

She arrived in front of Wei Yuan in one step, drew the curved knife from her waist, and slashed at Wei Yuan's waist. This knife had great power, and once it was slashed, gods and ghosts would avoid it!

The Dragon Eagle appeared beside Wei Yuan and blocked this blow with the Scarlet Night Sword.

The sword and knife collided, instantly creating a thousand-foot circle of energy, and the Dragon Eagle was directly slashed back a hundred feet! If it weren't for the fact that the Scarlet Night Sword was based on an immortal sword, this knife would have slashed him into two pieces along with the sword.

This wolf woman was not only perfect in Dharma Form, but also a fierce and unparalleled Dharma Form expert. Even among the immortal phases, she was at the forefront. The Dragon Eagle, who was only in the late stage of Dharma Form, was far from being an opponent.

The light golden mane wolf woman missed a hit, instantly slashed dozens of knives at the Dragon Eagle! The Dragon Eagle was like a ball, being slashed left and right, relying entirely on the material of the Scarlet Night Sword to carry it.

A round of fierce attacks failed to take down the opponent, and the light golden mane wolf woman was also stunned, then looked at the Scarlet Night Sword in the Dragon Eagle's hand, her eyes lighting up with heat: "A true immortal sword embryo!"

Subsequently, her look at the Dragon Eagle changed, becoming bloodthirsty and disgusted: "You are not worthy of using her! Put her down immediately and get out, I can spare your life!"

The Dragon Eagle gave her the middle finger.

The wolf woman was furious, slashed the Dragon Eagle back a hundred feet with one knife, and then chased after him.

The dark silver mane warrior didn't move, his eyes were a bit strange, looking at Wei Yuan carefully.

Wei Yuan didn't move either, but asked: "With this secret technique, the number of your clansmen must be very large."

The dark silver mane warrior said slowly: "With this secret technique, as long as you fight a few more battles, no matter how many clansmen there are, they will become fewer."

Wei Yuan asked again: "Can I know your name?"

"Silver Blade."

"Your talent cannot be said to be the best, why is it you who reached the top?"

Silver Blade didn't expect Wei Yuan to ask such a question, and said: "I was indeed not outstanding when I was young, just lucky. In battle after battle, the geniuses in the tribe fell one by one, but I survived. In my childhood memories, the warriors on the throne had changed three times. In the end, those who were originally stronger than me all died, and when the throne was vacant again, I was the only candidate left, so I luckily obtained the recognition of the throne."

Wei Yuan keenly grasped a key point: "It sounds like you have a lot of battles?"

"That is our destiny, war is not something we can choose, just like the war with you."

Wei Yuan kept using his brain, looking for the next question.

At this moment, outside the central city, more than one hundred thousand mortals were busy like ants, building several simple formations. Teams of believers entered the formation, occupying the formation eyes respectively. From this, the differences between the immortal plants could be seen, some were teams of five hundred and twelve, and some were teams of four thousand and ninety-six.

Even the simplest formation required ten thousand people to form, even if it was a team of a thousand, it would take some time to stand in the formation position. So Wei Yuan dragged Silver Blade to chat, just to buy time.

After answering two of Wei Yuan's questions, Silver Blade suddenly said: "Time is almost up, the backhand you prepared should be ready, right?"

"Do you know I was buying time?"

"I know. Because I was also buying time. I also wanted to... see her a little more."

Silver Blade seemed to sigh and withdrew his gaze, saying: "She and Angry Thunder's talent are far better than mine, but because I am on the throne, they can never break through. Now Angry Thunder is dead, as long as I die, the throne will be hers. Once she sits on the throne, the tribe will become stronger."

Wei Yuan shook his head: "Being strong doesn't mean being a good king. In terms of leading the tribe to multiply and prosper, she is far inferior to you."

Silver Blade didn't expect Wei Yuan to say such a thing, sighed lightly, and said: "Once she sits on the throne, she will learn and grow."

Wei Yuan's heart moved: "There is only one throne? Why is it so?"

"This has to be asked to the Immortal Venerable. I also want to know why it is so."

Wei Yuan said: "How about this, we have few people here, so there are no restrictions, the Immortal Venerable's small world is less than twenty. If you bring the whole tribe to join, I will give you two more thrones! How about it?"

Silver Blade was stunned, then laughed loudly, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke.

Wei Yuan was also strange: "What is so funny?"

"I laugh at you for being stupid without knowing it! It seems that you, like our tribe, are a species that luckily has self-will. But we are all transformed by the immortal power of the Immortal Venerable, and we are equivalent to a part of the immortal body, how can we change our allegiance?

Silver Blade pointed at several of Wei Yuan's Dao Foundation warriors around him and said: "Can they change their allegiance? Obviously not! However, what about these people?"

This time, he was referring to Han Li and Dugu Cangqiong.

Wei Yuan turned his head and took a look, thoughtful.

Silver Blade said: "We are just chess pieces of the Immortal Venerable, just listen to orders. Now that we have self-will, it is troublesome, and all we think about is how to get rid of the Immortal Venerable. You say, how could the Immortal Venerable give a second throne to a species like us? If it weren't for the fact that heaven and earth have already been finalized, I'm afraid even the first throne would have been taken back."

Wei Yuan suddenly realized that this tribe was all rebels, no wonder the Left Left Xianwang or the Little National Master gave that kind of secret technique, it was to consume them as cannon fodder.

However, what did Silver Blade mean by pointing at Han Li and Dugu Cangqiong just now? Were these two also rebels, so they sympathized with each other?

Wei Yuan's heart and city government had become quite deep at this moment. After thinking about it, he felt that Han Li was very likely, but Dugu Cangqiong didn't look like it, he was relatively stupid, and he couldn't do the job of a rebel.

What about Jun Jun Weizhi and Fu Yao? Wei Yuan felt that the suspicion of these two could not be ruled out, but because of some reason, they might have been ignored by Silver Blade.

At this point, the chat was almost over, and several formations had been set up. Wei Yuan had fighting intent in his eyes.

Silver Blade slowly drew his double knives, one long and one short, holding the short knife in reverse. He raised the knife and pointed it at Wei Yuan, then the double knives swung up a large piece of purple brilliance and slashed at Wei Yuan.

One knife slashed halfway, suddenly Wei Yuan's eyes blurred, and Silver Blade was already behind him!

Wei Yuan was originally waving his knife to block, but he blocked nothing. He looked down and saw that there was an extra long wound on his waist and ribs, revealing obscure black light inside.

Subsequently, the Human World Fireworks origin power supplemented, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye.

Silver Blade was also surprised, looked at the short knife, there was less than half a finger of black blood on the tip of the knife, which was disappearing rapidly at this moment.

He slashed just now, just like slashing a slippery and tough thing, the blade couldn't help but deflect, and didn't hurt the real vital point.

"So you are the master of this world. No wonder there is luck on you, helping you avoid the knife just now. However, that knife should have slashed away quite a bit of your luck! How much luck can you have left, and how long can you support it?" Silver Blade said, wiping his finger on the long knife, the purple fire on the blade turned darker, almost black.

Wei Yuan checked his sea of consciousness, just after being slashed once, dozens of strands of cyan energy disappeared. It seems that luck can indeed resist fatal attacks. For the past half year, Wei Yuan had been fighting the Liao tribe, while the Azure Void was recuperating, only fighting a great battle with the Zhao Kingdom's vanguard, and continuously absorbing refugees.

So the consumption in the war had been supplemented, and the luck was only slowly declining. By now, there were still more than fifty thousand strands of cyan energy left. Silver Blade would have to slash Wei Yuan ten thousand times to kill him.

Wei Yuan said: "How much luck is left, won't you know after slashing a few more times?" As soon as the words were spoken, Wei Yuan regretted it greatly. Why provoke him for no reason? It was just that he didn't use his brain when saying this, and it slipped out accidentally.

Seeing Silver Blade killing again, Wei Yuan concentrated all his attention, waving his knife to block, but Silver Blade's figure blurred again, and his movements instantly increased dozens of times, the rhythm was clear, passing Wei Yuan and arriving behind him. It was just that the knife that was originally slashing at the heart suddenly deflected, picking open Wei Yuan's shoulder.

This knife had great power, actually slashing away nearly a thousand strands of cyan energy, even the Scarlet Night Sword couldn't block it!

Wei Yuan was shocked, immediately activated the formation that had been set up, and a forest chill was born out of thin air, falling on Silver Blade, instantly making his movements sluggish. This chill had a very high rank, not only making his body sluggish, but also slowing down his thoughts by half.

This formation was set up by the Bingli Divine Wood, with a huge scale, using a total of fifty thousand mortals. Each mortal's power was weak, but gathering sand into a tower, and then converted with the Bingli Divine Wood as the hub, the rank was very high, even Silver Blade couldn't resist it.

Immediately after, a dark red flame was born out of thin air, and began to burn on Silver Blade. Silver Blade only felt as if thousands of small holes had been opened all over his body, and his essence and magic power were continuously flowing away. He reached out and patted his body, but didn't pat out the flame, nor did he feel the temperature.

He was slightly surprised and said: "Karma Fire?"

(End of chapter)