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Chapter 980 "Gifts"

Wu Changsheng's prestige with such a murderous method also made other elders of Jiangong who had no backbone dare not say more.

The prestige of the Yaozu is illustrious, and now they don't dare to act rashly without the sword master sitting in charge.

What's more, Wu Changsheng's ferocity at the moment seems irresistible, and the arm that grows out of his back also has a kind of unfathomable meaning.

With such a hard nut to crack, it was most appropriate for this fair-faced boy to take action.

The arm growing from Wu Changsheng's back was also slowly absorbed, but his eyes full of evil spirits were enough to show that there must be a demon core in his body.

"It seems that the sword master never imagined that the Wuhen Sword Palace that he worked so hard to protect would be infiltrated by the demon clan!"

"Huh, I call the person who knows the current affairs is Junjie. Whether it is Yaozu or Wuhen Sword Palace, they are just passers-by in this myriad worlds and nine states."

"The only thing that matters is survival!"

What Wu Changsheng was talking about was a ferocious face, he knew that the catastrophe was coming and no one in the ten thousand realms and nine states would be spared.

As the elder of the Sword Palace, he would of course become a "tall man" in the eyes of those monks in this killing, but he really didn't want to do anything for the common people in the ten thousand realms and nine states.

There is probably only one purpose in his heart, which is to seek longevity just like his name!

Extremely selfish and self-interested, he chose to accept the power of the monster race in order to prolong his survival and the possibility of breakthrough, just like many years ago.

And he finally waited for his chance to stand up, which was the moment when the sword master died.

But he never expected that the process of obtaining the Spring Autumn Sword would be so difficult.

But even so, Wu Changsheng still had great confidence.

The powerful vitality of the monster clan is the confidence in Wu Changsheng's heart, but he never imagined that everything he had worked so hard for was not worth mentioning in Xu Ming's eyes.

At the moment when he had no time to say any bold words, the nameless fire that fell from the sky completely enveloped him.

After the flame wrapped Wu Changsheng, it also destroyed his flesh little by little, but the resilience in Wu Changsheng's body was against it.

One to destroy, one to restore!
Death and rebirth also appear alternately on Wu Changsheng's body, but what makes people feel weird is that Wu Changsheng's body is getting stronger and stronger while evolving in this way.

"White-faced boy, I know who you are, I can't find anyone who can use such a strange flame"

"I didn't expect that the junior who was so well-behaved when he came to my sword palace, now has such strength!"

"It seems that I am still not as good as the sword master in terms of vision!"

This strange flame was Xu Ming's ability to see, but the strange flame that wrapped Wu Changsheng at this moment was unable to completely destroy Wu Changsheng's body.

"Don't waste your energy in vain, this is a powerful body that I refined from the flesh and blood essence of a thousand monsters."

"How can you resist with your heretical technique?"

Wu Changsheng's words had just uttered, but what he got in return was a contemptuous smile from Xu Ming.

"Hmph, it seems that the Holy Master really values ​​you."

Speaking of this, Wu Changsheng's face was actually a bit smug!

"Naturally, with my status in the Wuhen Sword Palace, how could I be such an idiot as you?"

Before Wu Changsheng finished a sentence, the remaining half of the sentence was suppressed in his throat by everything in front of him.

Because the body that made him extremely confident is actually disintegrating right now, and the speed of disintegration is not as fast as the speed of recovery.

Under the ebb and flow, Wu Changsheng was really a little scared, but at this moment, the uninvited flame dissipated suddenly.

Wu Changsheng, who survived the catastrophe, had no time to rejoice, because the seemingly simple stone knife appeared in Xu Ming's hand at some point.

Wu Changsheng felt the clearest threat of death from the stone knife, but how could Xu Ming give Wu Changsheng a chance to strike.

The edge projected from the stone knife is as simple as the previous sword light to the extreme.

There is no fluctuation, and there is also no space crack.

But everyone's hearts were still trembling, especially Wu Changsheng's.

Facing Xu Ming's knife, the soft sword in his hand was completely useless, but at the moment when he wanted to unleash the edge of Lei Yuanjian.

The limbs of his body were cut off by Pu Su's sword light immediately, Wu Changsheng was not angry but happy about this.

Originally, he thought that Xu Ming's knife had some terrifying power, but he didn't expect it to be so useless.

It's just the knife technique of an embroidered pillow, how can it take his life.

However, instead of new arms growing out of the severed parts of its severed limbs, there were countless small black bugs all over its body.

With the insight of Wu Changsheng Sword Palace Elder, he recognized the identity of this weird bug at a glance!
Bleeding Bone Worm! !

It is reasonable to say that such a strange insect cannot have any influence on a master of Wu Changsheng's cultivation level, but this common sense that cannot be violated has gone wrong today.

Those blood-skeletal bone worms actually blocked the flow of spiritual energy in his body, and they crawled all over Wu Changsheng's meridians in a blink of an eye, making him unable to move.

"What are you doing!!"

Until now, Wu Changsheng was really a little scared.

Now his desperate shot ended up being betrayed by all relatives, but he still missed.

When Wu Changsheng faced Xu Ming, he felt like he was facing a sword master. The endless means and powerful strength made him breathless.

But right now he is trapping himself but not killing himself, why is this!
Soon, Xu Ming spoke out and gave the answer.

"Senior brother Shangguan, I dare not forget your kindness for borrowing the sword before, and I will also give you a gift today!"

Shangguan Changkong naturally knew what the gift Xu Ming was referring to, and he already hated Wu Changsheng to the bone.

Everything he did to Mei Jiu, he wants to pay back every bit, every bit, every penny left!

"Xu Ming, don't you think you can trap me with some worms!"

Wu Changsheng activated the demon blood in his body in a single thought, but this time he panicked.

Because he actually couldn't feel even half of the powerful aura belonging to the demon clan, and the power filling his meridians was like a flash in the pan that could not be found or touched.

"What did you do to me!"

"Didn't Elder Wu look down on me, idiots? It's ridiculous to say that."

What did Shangguan Changkong care about at this moment? Those who came forward to put Wu Changsheng, who was immobile, into Fangcun Ring, but those old-fashioned elders of the Sword Palace still cared about the face of the Sword Palace.

"Fellow Daoist, this is a matter of my Wuhen Sword Palace. Wu Changsheng's life and death have to be decided by me!"

These sword palace elders are all human beings, they have already seen all kinds of opportunities in Wu Changsheng.

At such a juncture when the world is in chaos, it is natural to find all opportunities to strengthen oneself, and the elders will step forward immediately after speaking.

But seeing Xu Ming like this, he said coldly.

"Whoever dares to move, don't blame me for not thinking about the sword master's face!",

In a word, the momentum is monstrous!

(End of this chapter)