Chapter 35: King Wu's Treasure House

In the dense forest of Baqi Mountain, two figures were running quickly and shuttled back and forth.

As the distance gets closer and closer, the swords behind each other are trembling more and more violently.

Luo Xiu always used his life to sense the movement nearby. Suddenly, the aura of a human warrior appeared in his perception, and a figure quickly appeared in his sight, rushing towards him at a very fast speed.

"It's him!"

Looking closely, Luo Xiu saw a sword on the opponent's body, and the trembling sensation of the shadow sword was transmitted from the opponent's sword.

"boom!"

When the two of them were more than ten meters apart, the dark-skinned young man suddenly burst into earth-yellow light, broke off a section of the trunk of a big tree with a click, and threw it directly towards Luo Xiu.

This tree trunk is very thick, with the sound of howling wind, and it is powerful and heavy, which shows how amazing the opponent's brute force is.

"Snapped!"

The shadow sword was unsheathed behind him, and saw sawdust flying all over the sky. Luo Xiu landed on the ground, smashing the tree trunk he hit into pieces in mid-air.

He saw the Shadow Sword trembling violently in his hand, as if it was disobedient, and Luo Xiu couldn't help but frown.

Five or six meters away, a young man with dark and shiny skin stared at the shadow sword in his hand with a pair of bright eyes.

"Boy, give me the sword in your hand." The young man stared at Luo Xiu with a stiff tone.

"Why should I give it to you?" Luo Xiu put the sword into its sheath, because the violent tremor would affect his ability to perform.

The black-faced young man on the opposite side took action directly as soon as he came up. There must be something fishy about the violent reaction between the two swords, so Luo Xiu would naturally not hand over the sword.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The young man stared at Luo Xiu with a cold voice.

"You can try." Luo Xiu was not afraid. Through the induction of life breath, the opponent's strength was probably equal to that of the white-robed young man he killed before.

"In that case, I just need to take action."

The dark-faced young man narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists gently, his finger bones making a crackling sound.

"Bang!"

The black-faced young man stepped out, and the ground shook suddenly, like a tiger leaping out, appearing directly in front of Luo Xiu. The true energy in his fist condensed, emitting an earthy yellow light, and the strong wind was unparalleled.

Luo Xiu's eyes condensed, and he immediately used the Dragon Tiger Fist, and the black flames of death condensed on his fists.

He knew very well that facing such a master of the seventh level of Qi Sea, he had to go all out to compete with him.

"boom!"

Two fists containing powerful winds collided together, and invisible air waves exploded, causing ripples visible to the naked eye in the air. All the dead branches and leaves on the forest floor were also blown up, which shows that the two fists How violent.

"Kick, kick, kick!" Luo Xiu took three steps back. On the other hand, the dark-faced young man opposite him was as firmly rooted as a rock and did not move at all.

"You actually master the power of black flames!" There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the black-faced young man.

"Yeah?" Luo Xiu also looked surprised, and suddenly remembered the earthy yellow light on the opponent's fist just now. The power was extremely strong. He thought that one punch would definitely damage the opponent's life veins, but the black-faced young man was nothing. No children...

"I was born with a special physique. When I was in the body refining state, the inner energy I cultivated contained the earth attribute. It seems that you must also have a special physique. Otherwise, it would be impossible to cultivate the attribute power without reaching the innate state."

The black-faced young man spoke in a deep voice, not knowing that Luo Xiu was not born with a special physique, but had the power of fire by absorbing the Huoyang Jue Vein.

Moreover, what Luo Xiu masters is not just a kind of attribute power!

The attributes of life, death, fire, and the white flame of life, black flame of death, and bipolar energy of life and death formed by the fusion of each other...

Looking at the life veins of the black-faced young man, Luo Xiu found that the life veins of the other party were the same as those of other Qihai realm warriors, exuding a cyan halo. The difference was that the life veins of the black-faced young man were The veins also have a layer of earthy yellow light.

The reason why the punch just now did not damage the opponent's life veins was because it was blocked by the earthy yellow light.

This is something Luo Xiu has never seen in other warriors.

Obviously, all this is because this black-faced young man is born with a special physique.

At this moment, the black-faced young man on the opposite side took action again, his fingers bent into claw shapes, and an earthy yellow light flickered between his palms.

Luo Xiu felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, the wheels of life and death in his dantian rotated rapidly, and the black flames of death condensed in his hands.

"Bang!"

The two collided violently again, and Luo Xiu felt that the opponent's Qi seemed to be very heavy and heavy, making his fists feel bursts of severe pain.

This time, he took another three steps back. The black-faced young man opposite did not pursue him, but looked at his palms with a gloomy expression.

"What a weird black flame." After two consecutive fights, he could feel the black flame Qi used by the other party entering his body and burning his meridians and flesh. Even with the earth attribute Qi, it was difficult to resist.

While the black-faced young man was in a daze, Luo Xiu flipped his hand and took out the mid-level human-level war sword he had obtained from killing the white-robed young man from the storage ring.

"Thunder Nine Swords!"

The sword light was like lightning, tearing the air and bringing up black flames. It was so fast that it was in front of the black-faced young man in an instant.

"Hmph, my energy is good at defense, you can't hurt me."

The black-faced young man looked calm and punched directly to resist the sword edge, but the next moment, the black-faced young man's face changed instantly.

"puff!"

Blood splattered, and under the severe pain in his right hand, the black-faced young man quickly retreated, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

"So that's it!" Luo Xiu's eyes lit up. Although the opponent's life veins were protected by earth-yellow light, as long as the attack power was enough, it could still be broken open and hurt the opponent.

The power of using the Nine Thunder Swords with a middle-grade human-level war sword is naturally much more powerful than Luo Xiu's fist.

"stop!"

Just when Luo Xiu was about to take action again, the black-faced young man suddenly shouted loudly.

"What? It's you who wants to hit you. Just stop when you say stop?"

Luo Xiu sneered and unfolded his sword technique, like a black light curtain, covering the black-faced young man.

"Puff puff!……"

Flowers of blood bloomed, and the black-faced young man was forced to retreat continuously. The skin and flesh on his body were torn in many places, and blood gushed out. The earth attribute Qi that he was most proud of in the past could not withstand Luo Xiu's sword edge.

However, Luo Xiu did not kill him. The injuries on the black-faced young man were all superficial wounds, and he just looked embarrassed.

The war sword took out the sword flower in his hand, and returned the sword into its sheath with a clang. Luo Xiu smiled slightly, "Okay, you can say it now if you have anything to say."

"You..." The black-faced young man was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His face was extremely gloomy, but because his face was originally dark, he couldn't tell.

"What are you doing? You attacked me as soon as you came up, so I'll give you a small punishment. Otherwise, based on what you just said you wanted to kill me, do you think you're still alive now?" Luo Xiu shouted coldly.

"Hmph!" The black-faced young man also knew that Luo Xiu was telling the truth, otherwise the wounds from those swords just now would not have been insignificant places, but the vital parts of the body.

"Qiang!"

The black-faced young man reached out and pulled out the long sword from his back, only to see that it was a snow-white long sword that was also trembling violently at this moment.

Luo Xiu's eyes fell on the connection between the sword hilt and the sword body, and he saw an engraved word "Light".

"The sword in my hand is called a light sword, and the one in your hand is a dark sword." The black-faced young man said.

"What is the connection between these two swords?" Luo Xiu asked.

The black-faced young man glanced at Luo Xiu and said, "These two swords, called the Double Swords of Light and Darkness, were forged by a fifth-level sword master seven hundred years ago."

"Fifth-level sword-making master?" Luo Xiu had a look of surprise on his face, but immediately frowned, "You made it up randomly, right? A fifth-level sword-making master can forge earth-level soldiers, and these two The sword is clearly just an ordinary low-level soldier."

Soldiers are divided into three levels: heaven, earth, and people, and each level is divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.

Only fifth-level masters who are proficient in the art of casting can create earth-level warriors. As for heaven-level warriors, they basically exist in legends, and even the top ninth-level casting masters cannot refine them.

As far as Luo Xiu knows, the top master of the Foundry Guild in Qingyun City is only a third-level master. A fifth-level foundry master can be regarded as the highest level existence in the entire Yunlong County.

"What do you know? The fifth-level master I'm talking about is not an ordinary forger, but a fifth-level master who specializes in sword-making!" the black-faced young man snorted.

There are many types of weapons used by warriors, and some forgers specialize in a certain type, which is most highly regarded by warriors who use similar weapons.

"The swords of light and darkness that he specially forged are naturally not ordinary weapons, but keys!" The black-faced young man said as he took out the golden sore medicine and applied it to the wound.

"Key? What key?" Luo Xiu asked, vaguely feeling that this dark-faced young man might not be making up a story.

"The key to a treasure house! And it's a treasure house left by the powerful King of Martial Arts!"

"Martial King's treasure house?" Luo Xiu's eyes flashed.

Now he is no longer a fledgling boy. He once received guidance from the master of the martial arts palace and learned that there are actually more powerful beings above the body-refining martial arts disciples, Qi-sea warriors, and innate martial arts masters.

Above the innate martial masters, there is the God-Refining Martial Sect. The so-called Martial Sect is a martial arts master who can fly in the air and fly across the sky!

Above the Lian Shen Martial Sect, there is also the realm of kings, known as the King of Martial Arts, and known as the King of Martial Arts!

The reason why Xiaoyao Sect has become the largest force in Yunlong County and can be called the overlord of the Tianwu Kingdom is because there are strong men at the level of King Wu sitting in command!

If one could cultivate to such a level, he would be able to talk to a powerful force like Xiaoyao Sect on an equal footing.

"That treasure house is a legacy of my ancestors. To open it, you must have both light and dark swords. I only have the light sword in my hand. The dark sword is in your hand. I can take you there with me." The black-faced young man said.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to tell the location of the treasure house now.

"Which Martial King is your ancestor?" Luo Xiu asked.

"King Bu Chen Wu! He is also a fifth-level swordsmith, and I am the descendant of King Bu Chen Wu, Bu Fei."

"Why should I trust you?" Luo Xiu stared at Bu Fei, "Since it is the treasure house left by your ancestors, are you willing to share it with me?"

Sensing Luo Xiu's distrust of him, Bu Fei snorted coldly, "Believe it or not, if the Dark Sword wasn't in your hand and I wasn't your opponent, how could I tell you this?"

Luo Xiu thought about how credible Bu Fei's words were. The treasure house left by a strong Martial King was still very attractive. Even a big force like Xiaoyao Sect would be tempted, let alone Luo Xiu. A young martial artist with the first level of Qi Sea?

But he also knows that there is no such thing as a good thing in the world, and Bu Fei must have an ulterior motive for telling him this.

"How long does it take to get to the treasure house?" Luo Xiu asked. He didn't want to miss the Xiaoyao Sect's assessment.

"One month is enough." Bu Fei said.

"Okay, I'll go with you. I hope you don't play tricks, otherwise I will kill you. I guess you won't make fun of your own life, right?" Luo Xiu finally made a decision. Just be careful and retreat immediately if you find something is wrong.