Chapter 59 Transmission Notes

Chapter 59 Transmission Note

Cold sweat broke out on Pei Sanjiu's forehead and dripped on the ground.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Liu Yu, with shock, fear, and regret in his eyes.

What shocked me was that Liu Yu had such great strength, what scared me was that life faced the fear of death, and what I regretted was why I didn’t keep my eyes open and why I provoked such a powerful enemy.

"Fellow Taoist, I have something to say. I know a big secret of the fellow cultivators, as well as who will receive the spiritual stones and resources in the association."

"Also, there are also the spiritual stones on my body. As long as fellow Taoist can spare my life, these will all belong to fellow Taoist!"

Two of his men died tragically in just one encounter. Pei Sanjiu immediately recognized the gap in strength between the two sides. This made his hair stand on end and his Adam's apple twitching slightly. He immediately put aside the dignity of the president of the association and began to beg for mercy. .

Liu Yu's heart was unwavering in response to Pei Sanjiu's plea for mercy.

His eyes were like the deepest ancient water, without any ripples.

He quickly grasped the spell with both hands, held the mother blade, and controlled the six blades of the Letter Soul Chasing Blade to come together to form a blade that was two feet long and three inches wide with a strange shape.

The blade of this sword is completely black, and the power it exudes is far greater than any high-grade magic weapon Liu Yu has ever seen. It has undoubtedly reached the category of top-grade magic weapons. Under the darkening sky, the shimmering black Brilliance.

The blade of the sword turned around and turned into a shadow, slashing towards Pei Sanjiu.

When Pei Sanjiu saw that Liu Yu was indifferent to his words, he knew that Liu Yu was determined to kill him, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes as he prepared to fight to the death.

He mustered up his magic power and input it into the yellow token, causing its light to shine brightly in front of him. Then he took out a yellow flying sword magic weapon from his storage bag, and it turned out to be another high-quality magic weapon!

Pei Sanjiu pinched the magic sword in his hand continuously, inputted the magic power and threw the yellow flying sword into the air, turning into a ten-foot-sized sword and heading towards the Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade.

In the dim sky, one black and one yellow, one small and one large, two streams of light collided with each other with a chilling aura that would make ordinary cultivators tremble.

The result was no surprise. Although the yellow flying sword was larger in size, it was still of a lower grade. During the confrontation, it was knocked back more than ten feet by the Soul-Chasing Blade before it could stabilize the sword body.

After knocking away the yellow flying sword, the Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade retained its power, but its momentum weakened slightly, and slashed towards the yellow shield.

"Bang"

With one blow, the yellow token and Pei Sanjiu were knocked away five or six feet, and fell not far from the river.

The aura of the yellow token seemed a little dim, and Pei Sanjiu was also lying by the river, with blood flowing from his mouth. He had obviously suffered serious internal injuries.

Liu Yu was about to control the Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade to continue attacking, but the yellow flying sword had already entangled him, so he had to deal with the obstructive flying sword first, giving Pei Sanjiu a moment of breathing space.

Although the enemy had been seriously injured, he wanted to fight quickly to avoid a long night and dreams.

With this thought, Liu Yu recalled the combined sword blades with a thought, threw the mother blade in her hand into the air, and combined it into a half-foot-long sword blade.

This is the final form of the Son-and-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade. Its power reaches its maximum, which is slightly better than the ordinary top-grade magic weapon. However, the mana consumption is also greater, several times that of the top-grade magic weapon. He cannot use it with his current cultivation level. how long.

The full form of the Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade was even more powerful, and in Pei Sanjiu's eyes, it seemed to be able to break mountains.

With a flash of consciousness, he controlled the sword blade to slash towards the yellow flying sword.

Liu Yu didn't hold back. At the same time, he patted the storage bag and took out the gold mirror. It was the small oval mirror obtained by killing the monk in Confucian shirt.

Holding the golden mirror in one hand and inputting mana, the mirror pointed in the direction and shot out a white brilliance that hit the yellow flying sword first.

The yellow flying sword was illuminated by white light, and the internal spiritual power operation was immediately disturbed, and the spiritual light was greatly reduced.

"Ding"

The Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade was even more powerful at this time, and it actually left a two-inch-long deep gap in the yellow flying sword with one strike, causing the aura of the flying sword to completely dim, eventually extinguish, and fall to the ground.

Seeing that the strike was successful, Liu Yu did not hesitate to control the Soul-Chasing Blade to strike at Pei Sanjiu. At the same time, the light of the golden mirror shone on the yellow token first, making its aura dim and its power greatly reduced.

"Bang"

The power of the yellow token was greatly reduced, and it could not stop the Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Blade. It was knocked away, revealing Pei Sanjiu behind it.

His eyes were full of despair and fear, and he obviously knew that there would be no luck today, but how many people could see through the horror between life and death?

"No, fellow Taoist~!"

Pei Sanjiu wanted to say something else, but Liu Yu controlled the blade without mercy.

In his desperate eyes, the sword blade slashed lightly, breaking the shield like paper, and then split the person in half from head to tail.

The hot blood splashed into the river, leaving patches of beautiful red color, which was shocking.

After the battle, Liu Yu gently exhaled a breath of turbid air. Only half of his mana was left, but now was not the time to rest. This place was only a few dozen miles away from Huangshanfang City. There might be monks going to Fang City passing by.

At this time, there is not much mana left, and it will be very bad when encountering an enemy.

Liu Yu walked over, put away Pei Sanjiu's yellow token and yellow flying sword, and flicked his finger with a fireball to turn the corpse into ashes. The other two fellow cultivators also followed the law.

After a lot of work, Liu Yu had three more storage bags in her hands.

However, this place is not a place to stay for a long time. He plans to wait until he returns to his house in Hanyue City to count the harvest.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Liu Yu took out the giant wooden sword, turned into a ray of blue light, and flew towards Hanyue City.

About an hour later, the sky turned completely dark, and the bright moon and stars shone brightly, giving the earth a layer of silver.

Without anyone noticing, the mysterious immortal master had already gone out and returned to the house.

When the escape light fell in front of the two-story attic where he lived, Liu Yu put away the magic weapon, pinched the magic weapon in his hand, and a white shimmer shot out, opened the three talents formation, walked into the attic and closed the formation again.

In the practice room, Liu Yu sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, calmly running the exercises to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to restore his mana.

After about three quarters of an hour, he slowly stopped and opened his deep eyes.

The reason why it takes three quarters of an hour to restore mana is because, firstly, the total amount of mana increased by cultivation increases and more mana is consumed, and secondly, the spiritual energy in this area is relatively thin.

Liu Yu stood up and walked to the wooden table and sat down. The storage bags of the three initiates were placed on the table.

First, he opened Pei Sanjiu's storage bag, and a lot of things suddenly appeared on the table.

First there were more than a hundred spiritual stones, and then some elixirs. In addition to the elixirs purchased from Liu Yu, there were also two more bottles of purple spirit elixirs, which were obviously available before; there was also a transmission talisman with a special mark. , a medium-grade magic weapon that looks like a flying knife, a few common talismans, and a book of basic immortal cultivation techniques with the three words "Tulu Jue" written on it.

Liu Yu looked at the pile of items poured out and sighed slightly. With the two high-grade magic weapons in his storage bag, Pei Sanjiu's net worth has exceeded that of some of the inner disciples of Yuanyang Sect. You must know that Yuanyang Not everyone within the sect has a high-grade magic weapon.

This Pei Sanjiu is considered a figure among the casual cultivators. No wonder he can sit in the position of vice president of the so-called "Fellow Cultivators Association". It's a pity that he offended someone Liu and deserved this disaster.

Thinking like this, Liu Yu picked up the specially marked transmission note and checked the information inside.

When his spiritual consciousness penetrated it, the information recorded by this transmission note made Liu Yu's pupils shrink slightly, which was a bit surprising!