Battle in the hall
There was a dead silence in the museum, and even the sound of a needle dropping to the ground could be clearly heard.
Zhao Rui hid his body in the darkness, held his breath, and carefully concealed the demonic aura.
The sword cultivator who has not yet appeared is difficult to distinguish from friend or foe, but the strength and ruthlessness he displayed are enough to make people vigilant!
Zhao Rui lurks in the darkness, waiting quietly. About ten seconds later, the owner of Feijian slowly walked out from the northeast corner of the museum with his hands behind his back.
This sword cultivator had eagle eyes and a lion nose. He looked less than thirty years old, and looked a little young, but there was a bit of coldness and cunning in his eyebrows and eyes that did not match his appearance.
Zhao Rui took one look at him and immediately concluded that this person's cultivation had already entered the early stage of Jindan, and his actual age was probably over a hundred years old.
It is only because of years of practice and profound cultivation that the appearance can be kept young.
As soon as the sword cultivator appeared, the flying sword suspended in the air suddenly let out a cheerful sword cry, and automatically flew back to his side, slowly lingering.
The sword cultivator walked unhurriedly to the corpses of the three thieves, picked up the black bag containing the emerald cabbage, opened it to have a look, and then smiled coldly at the corpses on the ground.
"This kind of treasure inside is something that you mortals can get your hands on? You really don't know how to live or die!"
After speaking, he took the emerald cabbage out of the bag and prepared to throw it into the storage ring.
At this moment, Zhao Rui can fully determine that the secret hidden in the jade cabbage must be extremely important, otherwise, no sword cultivator will come here to snatch it!
However, he has already taken a fancy to this treasure, and absolutely does not allow others to get his hands on it!
With his toes on the ground, he pressed his body, and through the darkness, he slid towards the cultivator silently. His muscles were tense, and his true energy had already gathered in his fists, ready to burst out at any time!
He didn't take out the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife, because, in this dark museum, the dark red aura on the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife was too conspicuous, not conducive to sneak attacks.
At this time, the sword cultivator seemed to have sensed something, straightened his body slightly, then turned his head suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, and cast sharp gazes in Zhao Rui's direction!
He found Zhao Rui's trail!
However, the sword cultivator noticed it a few tenths of a second too late.
At this moment, Zhao Rui had already launched an attack.
Like a beast hunting for prey, he let out a low growl, and slid a big step forward. The cyan zhenqi in his fists burst out suddenly, like a pillar of burning fire, and rushed straight towards the sword cultivator!
He shot with all his strength from the beginning and showed no mercy.
Because this sword cultivator is ruthless, if he can't be put to death, then the subsequent counterattack will be terrible!
The powerful zhenqi and violent attack surprised the sword cultivator.
He never imagined that there is such a powerful cultivator hidden in this museum! This really caught him off guard!
"Who are you?" The sword cultivator shouted angrily, and immediately drove the flying sword to defend.
"boom"
The cyan true energy bombarded the red flying sword heavily, knocking it back five meters!
Taking advantage of the moment the flying sword was repelled, Zhao Rui approached the sword cultivator, and then punched him hard in the chest.
Zhao Rui's attack was done in one go, as smooth as water, and the sword cultivator had no time to dodge, so he was punched squarely.
He let out a scream and suffocated his breath. He felt as if he was being bombarded by a giant tree. He flew straight back and smashed through a display case equipped with bulletproof glass. Only then did he manage to stand firm.
His face was pale, he shook his body, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then quickly shielded the flying sword in front of his body to defend against the opponent's next attack.
Staring at Zhao Rui with staring eyes, the sword cultivator was both surprised and angry!
He is a disciple of Qingcheng Baxian's sect.
In Mount Qingcheng, there are many sects of self-cultivation, and Banxianmen is one of the famous sword schools of self-cultivation, which has quite powerful influence and strength!
As a disciple of the Banished Immortal Sect, he has always been respected by others, and his own strength is not weak. Calculated!
"You despicable monster! How dare you sneak up on me! I, Wu Cheng, will definitely tear you to pieces tonight!" He roared through gritted teeth, his tone full of resentment and murderous intent.
"Okay! I'll wait!" Zhao Rui smiled, and took his words as fart, just listen to it.
Seeing that Zhao Rui didn't take himself seriously, Wu Cheng became even more furious.
He raised two fingers together, and recited a mantra in his mouth, the flying sword hanging in the air immediately burst into light, and the red sword light exploded!
"kill!"
Wu Cheng roared fiercely, then pointed at Zhao Rui.
The flying sword shot out, whipped up a gust of wind, and went straight to Zhao Rui, with astonishing power.
A sword cultivator in the early stage of golden elixir, attacking with all his strength in a rage, is absolutely terrifying, if he is not careful, he may be defeated.
Although Zhao Rui had a calm expression, he was extremely vigilant in his heart, every nerve was tense, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.
Seeing the flying sword coming, he didn't block it forcefully, but twisted his body and dodged far away to avoid the blow.
With a "boom", the flying sword brushed against his ear, flew over, and hit the stone pillar behind him.
There are a total of twelve huge and solid stone pillars in the exhibition hall, supporting the entire private museum, and only three people can embrace it,
However, after such a huge stone pillar was hit by the flying sword, the gravel flew and the dust filled the air, and the whole pillar collapsed and turned into a pile of rubble.
The moment the stone pillar was destroyed, the entire museum shook, as if it was about to collapse, which was terrifying.
Wu Cheng saw that the flying sword missed, so he controlled the flying sword, drew an arc in the air, and attacked Zhao Rui again.
The flying sword flew up and down, shooting out streaks of red sword light, like a poisonous snake swallowing a long letter, extremely fierce.
Zhao Rui kept changing his body shape, dodging the flying sword's attack, and at the same time looking for an opportunity to attack, blasting waves of true energy into Wu Cheng.
Wu Cheng and Zhao Rui are both in the early stage of Jindan, and their strengths are comparable.
However, with the help of flying swords, Wu Cheng's offensive was fierce, and he gradually gained the upper hand.
Wu Cheng thought that Zhao Rui only had this ability, so he couldn't help showing a ferocious smile on his face!
"Wait until I blow you out of your wits, then I'll skin you and cramp you, to see what kind of monster you are, and cultivate into shape!"
He said something viciously, then gathered all his true energy, and pointed at the flying sword.
The flying sword immediately let out an ear-piercing scream, and transformed into a huge fiery red sword. With red clouds, it swooped down from the sky at 90 degrees, and slashed straight at Zhao Rui. The momentum was extremely astonishing!
Facing this fierce offensive, Zhao Rui didn't show any fear.
Because, he has figured out Wu Cheng's strength!
"I'm afraid you don't have that kind of ability!" Zhao Rui raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.
He grabbed the void with five fingers, and the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife flew out of the Qiankun Ring and appeared in his palm.
True Qi was injected into the magic knife, and the dark red light of the knife burst out immediately.
Zhao Rui stared at the falling flying sword. Seeing that the flying sword was approaching and was about to be inserted into his head, he flipped his wrist, turned the magic knife at an angle, and slashed fiercely at Feijian's head. sword body.
"boom"
The two powerful forces collided together, and a powerful shock wave erupted.
Zhao Rui's body shook violently, as if he couldn't stand still, and was thrown forward by the shock wave.
Wu Cheng couldn't help showing a smug smile on his face, his blow was so fierce that even if the evildoer in front of him had a magic weapon to help him, he couldn't resist it!
Just as he was triumphant, Zhao Rui suddenly accelerated, and with the force of the counter-shock, he rushed forward at a ghostly speed, and came to Wu Cheng in an instant.
The pride on Wu Cheng's face suddenly turned into horror. He never expected that Zhao Rui would use this method to easily break through Feijian's defense, and "forced" him in front of him again!
Although Feijian was only less than three meters away from him, it seemed to be thousands of miles away at this moment, unable to give him any help at all!
Wu Cheng suddenly felt an uncontrollable fear welling up from the bottom of his heart!
He screamed wildly, moved his body, and retreated desperately. At the same time, he urged the flying sword to stab Zhao Rui's vest, hoping to force Zhao Rui back.
However, it was too late, a cold smile appeared on Zhao Rui's lips, and then he swung his arm down violently.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Knife slashed into Wu Cheng's body with a hissing sound of excitement, and the sharp blade light almost instantly tore Wu Cheng in half!
Wu Cheng screamed and fell backwards.
Blood gushed out of his body, part of it was greedily devoured by the magic knife, and the other part was scattered on the ground, dotted like poppies.