Chapter 543 Virtue Sword
Xiyu Pavilion, in the ancient tomb cave, Jiang Baichuan held up the virtue sword as white as jade, with a chilling murderous aura condensed on the blade.
In fact, with his strength, if he wanted to kill these seriously injured people in the cave, he didn't even need to use his sword.
Just like before, he wanted to seriously injure Fu Qingzhou until he was half dead, and there was no need to use the German sword at all.
But for some reason, he insisted on using this sword to do these things solemnly like a ceremony.
But the moment the sword was raised, Jiang Baichuan seemed to realize something, his pupils trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and looked upward.
Then, the sword that was supposed to be slashing at Tang Jiao and Qiu Chan was stabbed upwards by him!
With a clang, the tip of the sword hit a small metal ball.
The ball was only about the size of a thumb. It seemed to have come from an ancient cemetery. It had silently drilled a hole at the top of the cave and entered the cave.
Being stabbed by a sword, it was immediately shattered by the powerful force and fell to the ground.
"..."
Jiang Baichuan put away his sword and said in a solemn tone: "The Mingjian Pavilion's Qi Pearl...it seems that there can be no delay."
He looked at the people in the field.
Tang Jiao and Qiu Chan said nothing, with only deep contempt on their faces.
Facing the impending desperate situation of life and death, they did not have any fear in their eyes. They just knelt down silently on the same side of Fu Qingzhou and held his hands together.
Tang Min, as if he had lost his mind, found a comfortable place to sit down, threw the weapon aside, and his eyes began to wander.
Only Wu Yan is still trying...
But he is like a scarecrow that has been taken apart, with huge open wounds all over his body, stuffed back into his stomach His intestines were still flowing out again, and he couldn't do anything at all.
So, they watched Jiang Baichuan raise the sword in his hand and wave it lightly.
The sword wind made a whirring sound, and several people in the room subconsciously closed their eyes and turned their heads.
But after a while, they all discovered that they seemed to be still breathing, still having a heartbeat, and still... alive.
A few people opened their eyes in confusion.
Jiang Baichuan also looked down at his hands in confusion.
The virtue sword is gone.
No...it's not that it's gone, it's just that it's not in his hands anymore.
The German sword appeared in Fu Qingzhou's hand.
He was still lying on the ground, motionless, his eyes still distracted, but in his left hand that was not held by Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao, the virtue sword appeared out of thin air and was held tightly by him.
Jiang Baichuan looked stern.
He didn’t even realize how De Jian passed by!
But how is this possible?
Even the powerful Xuan Xing couldn't take the sword away without him noticing!
The doubt in his eyes had not dissipated when he saw that the German sword held by Fu Qingzhou began to glow with a gentle and pure milky white light.
The light slowly spread along Fu Qingzhou's hand to his whole body, and of course filled the sword wound on his heart.
“!”
Jiang Baichuan’s pupils condensed, and he murmured subconsciously: “An extraordinary son must be born differently; a man of great virtue must get his sword...”
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"Is it because I have lost my virtue?"
As he said that, he looked at Fu Qingzhou and smiled and said: "And you have virtue, but you have shed blood on the sword, and you recognized the master of the virtue sword? Because? If I want to kill your friend, Dejian will protect the master on his own?"
Fu Qingzhou was unable to answer, he was still lying on the ground quietly.
But Qiu Chan laughed.
“It seems that, Alliance Leader Jiang, you are not running out of ideas.”
There were still tears on her face, but she smiled very charmingly and brightly: "Why don't you take action? If it is later, your good reputation will not be preserved?"
Tang Jiao also sneered: " Could it be that after losing his sword, Leader Jiang can no longer even kill people?"
"Alas..."
Tang Min sighed from behind: "Don't be so weird, let's go. Wouldn’t it be better to die quietly?”
“Why?” Qiu Chan’s smiling face turned gloomy just now and said coldly: “I’m going to die, of course I’ll say it happily!” br>
Of course Jiang Baichuan would not be angered by such a few words of ridicule, but his expression became gloomy.
"Sword of Virtue..."
"You are just a sword, so what qualifications do you have...to betray me!" He shouted loudly and stretched out his hand to take it!
In an instant, the German sword suddenly slipped out of Fu Qingzhou's hand and flew back to Jiang Baichuan's hand, but the milky white light on the sword also disappeared.
But the moment he tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, it seemed as if he was being burned. He suddenly retracted his hand and the German sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Then, the sword bounced on the ground, bouncing all the way, and returned to Fu Qingzhou's hand...
Jiang Baichuan lowered his head and looked at his palm, and there was actually a piece of Bloody and bloody!
"..."
His eyes darkened, no longer obsessed with a sword, he took a deep breath and waved his sleeves!
In an instant, countless sword energy roared into the air.
The domineering sword energy condensed into reality, turning into half-empty and half-real long swords one after another. They shot through the air toward the people in the cave. Wherever they passed, strong winds blew and rocks cracked and the ground collapsed. !
But at this moment, Fu Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes.
His memory still stayed when Jiang Baichuan stabbed his heart with a sword.
When the sword struck, huge pain and darkness overwhelmed him. When he opened his eyes again, it was at this time.
A warm and moist breath enveloped him, making his whole body numb with comfort, just like huddled in a thick quilt in winter, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, and having no worries in his heart.
But before he could fully experience the comfort, a sense of discomfort broke in.
If I had to describe it, it was like a strong wind suddenly opened the window next to the bed, and the wind and rain slammed in, hitting the bed.
Fu Qingzhou felt irritated and raised his hand to close the window.
So he raised his virtue sword, and the milky white light shone brightly!
This sword light does not have any intention of aggression and killing, but is gentle and calm, like spring breeze, warm sun, or warm porridge. It is the window that is gently closed, blocking out all the wind and rain.
In an instant, thousands of sword energy dissipated.
Jiang Baichuan's pupils condensed and he took two steps back. The sword energy was shaken away by the wind and rain, his sleeves were also shattered, and countless thin blood marks suddenly appeared on his arms.
“Brother!”
“Damn thief!”
Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao were overjoyed and exclaimed, while Tang Min and Wu Yan's eyes also lit up.
"Well..."
Fu Qingzhou was a little confused: "What, what's going on?"
He hadn't fully reacted yet, and in his mind he was still "sleeping under the covers" ” and “close the windows to keep out the rain” thing.
"Wait, wait..."
Fu Qingzhou said dumbly: "What happened? And..."
He turned to look at his hand: "What's going on with this sword?"
At this time The sword in his hand had lost its light and was so calm that it was completely impossible to tell that he had just cleared away the countless sword energy.
"It seems..."
Jiang Baichuan's voice sounded: "Dejian, I really recognize you as my master."
Fu Qingzhou was startled, followed the sound, and saw Jiang Baichuan standing aside.
Jiang Baichuan with a gloomy face, the two women crying with joy on him, the sword in his hand, several seriously injured people...
He is a smart man, and he quickly understood what happened roughly What.
As for what virtue sword? It's not important, it's probably just like the original scabbard of the King's Sword.
Thinking of this, Fu Qingzhou's eyes changed slightly, and without any hesitation, he waved the virtue sword in his hand heavily towards Jiang Baichuan!
Jiang Baichuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure moved to the side.
……
Yes, nothing happened.
Fu Qingzhou's swing did not exert any power at all, but only brought about a sword wind.
Jiang Baichuan's flash was in vain.
"???" Fu Qingzhou was startled and looked down at the sword in his hand.
Jiang Baichuan smiled softly: "The Protector of the Divine Sword is not a living creature after all. With your current ability, even if you hold the Virtue Sword, you can no longer protect others."
After that, he didn't hesitate anymore and came forward in person.
No longer insist on using the sword, no longer wave the sleeves to express the sword intention, but as a warrior, use the most primitive but also the most basic close combat, use both hands to point the sword, and the whole person transforms into a white Thunder is coming!
But at the same time, the cave above their heads collapsed and countless boulders poured down!
(End of this chapter)