Chapter 339: The Supreme Sword Intent Remaining from the Ancient Sword God
Originally, the second young lady had a smile on her face when Ye Fei and the others came back, but after Ding Dashan said that, her smile finally froze on her face.
He chose me?
You want me to carry the coffin?
The second young lady stared at Ding Dashan and said, "Are you crazy? You chose me to carry the coffin?"
"Didn't you say that we can choose whoever we like?" Ding Dashan said seriously, "Are you not a human?"
"You..." The second young lady was so angry at Ding Dashan that she almost vomited blood on the spot.
She stared coldly at Ding Dashan for a few times, then stamped her feet fiercely and turned away: "Let's go!"
"Choose me, choose me..." At this moment, a group of strong men surrounded Ye Fei and his friends.
"You go find her!" Feng Qingyao pointed at Lu Wan'er, gave Ye Fei and Ding Dashan a look, and the three sisters and brothers tacitly left the crowd.
It’s better to leave this kind of offensive matter to others.
Otherwise, if you choose this or that, you will always offend a lot of people for no reason or inexplicably.
Lu Wan'er naturally saw what Feng Qingyao and the others were thinking. In the end, she selected a few people she knew and got to know better to join their fifth team.
This really excited the six strong men.
Immediately afterwards, the large army continued to set off.
Just as they set out again, no one noticed that on the top of a distant mountain, an old man covered with patches suddenly jumped up and teleported towards the demon cave where Ye Fei and his friends had gone before.
He came to the entrance of the cave, glanced at the corpses on the ground outside the cave, frowned slightly, and then strode into the cave with his hands behind his back.
Soon, he came to the second cave, where there were another one or two hundred corpses.
"What exactly do the Wu Clan and the Murong Family want to do?"
The old man looked at the corpse, shook his head, and stepped into the last cave again.
When he came to the last cave, he took a look and was stunned: "Old devil, what happened to you? When I came here two years ago, you were not like this. How did you suddenly become like this?"
The bald monster suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the old man fiercely: "Why are you here again? What are you doing here? I've already been shaved, why are you still looking for me?
You old bastard, you come here every few years to pluck out a bunch of my hair, and now I don't have any hair left, do you still want to pluck my hair again to make your magic weapon? "
"Who was so cruel to shave you off?" The old man looked suspicious: "Damn it, my trip was in vain!"
"You..." Two more drops of the devil's tears slid down.
"Who is so cruel? Tell me and I will help you get revenge!" The old man said coldly, "This grandson is too much. He won't leave you a single hair. He is also cutting off all our escape routes!"
"Are you serious?" The old devil suddenly became interested.
"Really?" The old man nodded seriously and said, "He shaved you, which is a great loss to me. If I want to forge a magical weapon in the future, what can I do without your Tiangang Silver Thorn?
The Tiangang Silver Spikes on your body are the best auxiliary materials for making magic weapons and enhancing flexibility. They are indispensable. Tell me quickly who did it, and I will help you to get revenge on him. By the way, I will also get some Tiangang Silver Spikes!"
“Okay!” The old devil nodded and gritted his teeth and said, “It’s a young man with a sword box on his back. He also has a thousand swords. Yes, they are a bit similar to the thousand swords you had when you first came here to fight me hundreds of years ago.
Oh, yes, he has two companions, but their cultivation is average, so they didn’t dare to come in here! His two companions are a man and a woman, and I heard the woman call him Thirteen…”
"What?" the old man exclaimed, "A woman called him Thirteen?"
"Yes!" replied the old devil.
"Is the other man a big guy? Does he call him senior brother?" asked the old man.
"How did you know?" The old devil was obviously surprised.
“Ahem…” The old man coughed. “How is this possible? With his level of cultivation, how could he possibly shave off all your Tian Gang silver spikes!”
"Do you know him?" The old devil was stunned.
"I know him!" the old man nodded.
Old Devil: "Very familiar?"
Old man: “It’s OK!”
Old Devil: "More familiar with me than you!"
The old man: "That's not the case! After all, I've only known him for two years, and we've known each other for hundreds of years!"
The old devil: "Very good, I'll leave this revenge to you to help me avenge! Kill him, and I will tell you about a secret place in the Demon Abyss where a treasure is hidden!"
The old man: "I can't help you avenge this!"
The old devil: "Qianxian, what do you mean? We have known each other for hundreds of years, isn't that equivalent to you knowing him for two years?"
The old man: "That boy is my apprentice!"
Old devil: “???”
"Ah... I will kill you!" the old devil roared.
It is obvious that this old man could be anyone else but Wang Ergou.
Wang Ergou raised his head and looked at the angry old devil with disdain: "If your hair was not shaved clean, I would still be afraid of you. Now you don't have any hair at all, how can you fight me?"
"Old Qianxian, you old liar, he can't be your disciple. His sword skills are stronger than yours. You are lying to me!" The old devil roared, "How could you have such a powerful disciple!"
"What did you say?" Wang Ergou exclaimed, "Your sword skills are stronger than mine?"
"When his flying sword comes out, it can automatically devour the remaining supreme sword intent of the ancient sword god scattered in the Demon Abyss. Isn't his sword skills stronger than yours? If he couldn't devour the ancient sword intent, could an ordinary flying sword shave me so easily!" said the old devil viciously.
Wang Ergou nodded seriously and said, "That's true. Even ordinary swordsmen with magic weapons can't shave your hair!"
The old devil: "You are a coward, you are a loser... It's fine that you don't dare to ask him to help me get revenge, but don't use such words to perfunctorily deal with me! Humph, you are worthy of having a disciple like that!"
Wang Ergou scratched his head for a while: "Damn it, this can't be possible. That kid can automatically devour the sword intent left in the Demon Abyss by the ancient sword god? It's impossible, how can this be possible..."
Wang Ergou scratched his head and turned to leave the cave.
"Where are you going, you coward? Don't leave. I haven't scolded you enough..."
"I'm going to ask my disciple for some Tiangang Silver Thorns..."
Old devil: “…”
"Ah...ah...ah...what have I done to make you disrespect me so much? I am the ancient demon god..."