Chapter 142: Taming the Demon Blade! (First update seeking flowers)

  Conquer the Demon Sword! (Seeking flowers for 1 more update)

  It seemed that he had finally found a reasonable excuse, Wu Zhengyi's old face was smiling with joy, and he didn't care about anything else, lightly and quickly rushing towards the location of the stone gate.

  But when he was about to break open the stone, he stopped, "What's wrong with my head? What does Master care about these gold and silver treasures now? That damn little Japanese doesn't even know where he is hiding. Besides, Master alone can't move so many silver and gold treasures."

  At this thought, Wu Zhengyi immediately woke up and rushed into the second stone gate on the left and the third stone gate on the right once again.

  Lingzhi was immediately impacted by the strong evil aura when entering the second stone gate on the left, but Wu Zhengxie didn't mind, that bit of evil aura couldn't stop his Lingzhi.

  Rushing in, Wu Zhengyi only felt that the space inside the second stone gate was extremely humid. The walls on both sides were crawling with countless small flying insects that were too small to be identified by the naked eye. Upon closer inspection with his spiritual sense, he discovered that all of these small flying insects had jet-black bodies, two pairs of wings, and a row of sharp teeth that seemed to be human-like in appearance, making one's hair stand on end. However, their insect eyes were a dark red color that seemed to thirst for blood.

  Seeing this flying insect that he had never heard of before, Wu Zhengyi subconsciously tightened his clothes. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be eaten by these insects until nothing was left the moment they entered the interior of the second stone gate.

  Lingzhi once again charged forward, after passing through a humid corridor of nearly 15 meters, finally appeared a space, at the same time, in this space, the evil aura was even more intense, several tens of times thicker than the entrance.

  Wu Zheng's eyes snapped open, his consciousness revived, and in an instant, a rusty sword, spear, and bow appeared in his mind.

  "Ah, it's the armory." Wu Zhengxie sulkily wandered around the entire armory, and just as he was about to withdraw his spiritual sense, he suddenly felt a shock. At this moment, a nearly two-meter-long giant sword had somehow risen into the air on its own and instantly slashed down towards Wu Zhengxie's spiritual sense.

  "Woah!" Wu Zhengyi exclaimed in shock, "This broken sword actually has its own consciousness."

  No time to think, Wu Zhengyi hastily dodged the big knife's impact. His spiritual consciousness was intangible and formless, but it was mysteriously connected to his heavenly soul. Ordinary impacts could not harm his spiritual consciousness, but the evil aura that couldn't be explained by science, as well as the heavenly and earthly energies, might be able to harm it.

  Just as his spiritual consciousness was hindered when he sensed a place with a thick and heavy evil aura, it's the same principle.

  Faced with that self-flying giant knife, Wu Zhengxie had no choice but to dodge, because he didn't have the skill to control spiritual attacks.

  This situation is just like a fully naked and bound adult man facing a knife-wielding child, the adult man can only glare at the child in anger, at most scolding him a couple of times, while the child can kill the adult man with the knife.

  The situation is like this, so Wu Mouren did not dare not hide.

  That big knife, however, was relentless in its pursuit, and it continued to strike the stone gate with great force until Wu Zhengyi's consciousness exited through the second gate.

  Suddenly!

  Boom!

  A loud explosion, Wu Zhengye's eyelids suddenly jumped.

  "Whoa!"

  In front of him, that stone gate over a meter thick was actually split open with seven or eight cracks under the slash of the big knife!!!

  "What the hell is this crappy sword?" Wu Zhengyi subconsciously took a few steps back.

  At this moment, the big knife slammed into the stone gate again.

  Suddenly, a loud rumble sounded again, and along with the sound of the rumble, there was also the sound of the stone gate shattering.

  "You think you've got me cornered, huh?" Wu Zhengxie was also fuming with rage. "It's just a broken sword, what can it do even if it has consciousness? It's still just a broken sword."

  Whoosh!

  The stone gate was cut open with a big hole by the giant knife, and at this moment, the giant knife flew out and wandered around Wu Zhengyi for a while, as if searching for Wu Zhengyi. However, Wu somehow merged into the air, which wasn't that easy to find.

  The big knife was unwilling, and in an instant, it actually emitted a buzzing sound.

  In an instant, amidst Wu Zhengyi's astonished expression, countless evil spirits suddenly burst out from the blade of the big knife.

  The evil aura filled the entire space in an instant, and at this moment, the giant knife floating in the void trembled slightly, as if extremely excited, emitting a loud hum, and then with the momentum of a thunderbolt, it slashed towards Wu Zhengxie's location.

  "Damn it! You think I'm easy to bully? Alright, today you'll see if I'm easy to bully or not!" Wu Zhengxie was really angry.

  At this point, Wu Zhengyi couldn't help but reveal his true self. The moment the word "soldier" was spoken, he triggered a sudden burst of speed and agility that exploded in an instant.

  In the next instant, Wu Zheng narrowly dodged the big knife's slash and turned his head to see that where he had just stood, a deep chasm of about three zhang had suddenly appeared.

  Wu Zhengyi couldn't help but shrink his neck at this sight.

  Buzz!

  A large knife chopped through the air, possibly due to some anger, and under the buzzing sound, it flew quickly towards Wu Zhengxie again.

  "Hmm!" Wu Zhengxie's face turned extremely ugly, and under the extreme urging of Lin Ziyu and Dou Ziyu, he punched out a big knife with a loud crash.

  The big knife seemed extremely excited, and with a continuous humming noise, it accelerated several times faster again.

  Rumble!

  Fists and giant knives collided, a shocking wave of air burst out in an instant, the walls around were unable to withstand this wave and were shaken open with huge cracks. The second stone gate opposite was blown to pieces with a loud crash, and the countless small bloodthirsty insects inside didn't even have time to escape before being shaken into dust.

  Ah!

  The big knife was blown out by Wu Zhengye's punch, hitting the walls around him and finally falling to the ground. But as soon as it hit the ground, the big knife flew up again, only this time it was pointing far away from Wu Zhengye, not daring to make another move.

  It's clear that the big knife must have suffered quite a bit of damage from that last hit.

  Wu Zhengye was also unbearable, his face suddenly flushed with a loud bang, and his feet retreated eight steps in an instant. The floor where the eight steps reached was all shaken into dust, it can be seen that the power of the big knife's previous blow was strong to what extent.

  Looking again at Wu Zhengxie's eyebrow heart, the fate force was directly blasted away by a big knife, and thirteen drops of fate force in his eyebrow heart actually burst. Wu Zhengxie was heartbroken and couldn't say anything.

  Apart from the quiet and small golden body, Wu Certain Person's brow center's fate force is now only thirty-nine drops left, not to mention that little Japanese devil hasn't been seen yet, the amount of fate force consumed along the way is actually so enormous.

  At this moment, Wu certain person only hopes that after killing that little Japanese devil, the feedback obtained can be greater than the consumption, which is already a great luck.

  Suddenly, in Wu Zhengyi's slightly shrinking pupils, the evil spirit that had filled the entire space just now was rapidly decreasing, and the one who started it all was the big knife suspended in mid-air.

  It should have been injured by Wu Zhengyi's blow just now, and it absorbed the evil spirit to recover from its injuries.

  But Wu couldn't just watch as the big knife recovered from its injuries. Suddenly, Wu's right foot stomped on the ground and he sprang up into the air. A small golden figure appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, the countless evil spirits surrounding them were swept away clean. Even the big knife let out a strange cry and tried to dodge out of the way.

  "Want to escape?" Wu Zheng was truly enraged by the big knife, "Damn it, you think I'm easy to bully? Today, if I let you run away, I'll be ashamed of my master."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zheng's evil character suddenly triggered, and he saw that he was instantly grabbed by the big knife in mid-air, roaring, "Give it back to me."

  "Buzz!! Buzz!!! Buzz!!"

  The dagger, which had been rapidly fleeing, suddenly stopped in its tracks, as if a giant hand had grasped it tightly. It struggled desperately to break free, but to no avail.

  Buzz!!

  The giant blade trembled violently, struggling desperately. However, at this moment, Wu Zhengyi had already arrived in front of it, his right palm grasping tightly, holding the giant blade firmly in his palm. On top of his head, the small golden statue of Yan Jing closed its eyes, but the terrifying aura emanating from its entire body was extremely frightening.

  "Run, I'll let you run again!" Wu Zhengye's right hand tightly grasped the large knife, as if venting his anger, and fiercely slammed it into the wall beside him. Every time he slammed it, a large amount of stone would fall from the wall. At first, the large knife struggled desperately, but under the intimidation of Jing Xian and Xiao Jin, the evil energy within the knife was unable to be unleashed, and Wu Zhengye was able to control it.

  Seeing the big knife no longer struggling, Wu Zhengye suddenly sneered with a smirk on his face, "Damn it, just a broken knife, dare to challenge my authority?"

  As they spoke, Wu Zheng spat out a drop of golden blood, and with a flicker of his mind, an ancient seal was instantly imprinted on the hilt of the great sword. In an instant, the sword let out a humming noise, as if resisting, but ultimately it still didn't have any effect.

  After sealing the big knife, Wu Zhengye picked up the big knife and chopped it out again, "Hun!"

  In an instant, a five-foot-long crimson sword aura suddenly appeared, and the top wall of this passage was instantly split open with a deep crack like tofu. At the same time, pieces of broken stone mixed with dust rolled down, leaving Wu Zhengye stunned.

  But at this moment, Wu Zhengxie's face changed, because a bloody scene suddenly appeared in his mind, the battlefield! Blood said! Corpse mountain! Chaotic fire!

  Tens of thousands of warriors in ancient attire clashed, their cries of "Kill!" and "Slaughter!" shook the heavens as wave after wave of scorching hot blood spurted out.

  Wu Zheng did not recognize the military uniforms of those warriors as belonging to which dynasty. At this time, he was like a true killing god, with his hand holding a large knife, and with one swing of his arm, heads flew off.