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Chapter 39 Entering the Temple
"Don't remind me specifically."

Hua Wanzhao picked up a sword casually and focused on vigilance.

"Nephew Ning, open the way in the direction of Wentian Temple."

Mu Linxiao and Ning Chenhao disappeared in place.

One of the two has golden and fire twin spirit roots, and the other has thunder spirit roots. When they hit the demon with one sword, they release fire and thunder techniques at the same time. Killing those unformed demons is like cutting vegetables under their hands.

"Wen Jingfeng, I remember you are the root of fire, right?" Hua Wanzhao said.

"Yes."

"Wait a minute, I'm in charge of injuring them, and you're in charge of setting them on fire, do you understand what I mean?"

Wen Jingfeng was puzzled: "I understand, I understand..."

"I am Water Spirit Root."

A simple explanation, Wen Jingfeng understood in seconds.

Mu Linxiao and Ning Chenhao opened the way ahead, while Hua Wanzhao and Wen Jingfeng cleaned up the caught fish in the back, and the five of them got closer and closer to the gate of Wentian Palace.

With a bang, a pitch-black long knife fell from the sky, and it was firmly nailed to the bluestone brick in front of Ning Chenhao.

"what is that……"

The ground under his feet shook slightly, and most of the demons behind him were walking towards this side.

Not only is he taller and bigger than the previous demons, but his armor is also more complicated. From the moment he appeared, the previous demons, whether they were not yet formed or were ready to attack, were kneeling far away.

It seems that this tall demon seems to be of a higher level.

That also means more difficult to deal with.

A sternness flashed across Mu Linxiao's eyes, and he raised his sword and slashed at the demon.

The demon looked big, but the speed was not slow, and he dodged away at the first time, and at the same time his hands showed a pair of sharp claws.

Ning Chenhao, who had reacted, was about to join, but Mu Lin laughed and shouted: "Go back!"

I don't know if it was caused by Mu Linxiao's remaining prestige as a master in the previous life, or something else, Ning Chenhao was startled for a moment, and raised his sword to stand beside Hua Wanzhao on guard.

The front of the main hall was filled with the aftermath of Mu Linxiao's fight with the devil. Hua Wanzhao couldn't even see the figures of the two of them clearly, and could only hear the sound of metal clashing in the air.

Wen Jingfeng swallowed: "You sword cultivators... are you fighting so desperately?"

Hua Wanzhao's old god is here: "Otherwise? Why do you think sword repair has become the ceiling of combat power in the cultivation world?"

Feng Bumei was silent.

The battle between Mu Linxiao and Mo entered into a fierce battle.

He escaped the demon's move, the black tiger pulling out his heart, but was caught by the demon's right claw, which pierced his left shoulder. When the demon's claw was pulled out, a lot of blood was drawn out, and the bones could even be seen through the wound.

The demon didn't take advantage of it either, so Mu Lin laughed and cut off the demon's left arm fiercely.

Hua Wanzhao's face turned pale: "Mu Linxiao..."

Seeing this, Ning Chenhao said softly: "Uncle Yushi often goes to and from various secret and dangerous places, and this level of fighting is nothing to him."

However, this bloody scene was only one of the reasons why Hua Wanzhao was terrified, and it was more because of Mu Linxiao's eruption that frightened her.

This was the first time that Mu Linxiao gave him such a cruel and decisive feeling.

The battle continues.

Mu Linxiao's sword kept making sharp sword sounds, and every time he swung the sword, it would leave a scar on the demon's armor.

The demon let out a strange laugh of "Jie Jie", and spewed out a mouthful of black mist. Mu Linxiao dodged it with a short body, and stabbed the demon with a backhand sword.

Unexpectedly, the demon grabbed the sword sticking out of his chest with his intact right paw, and bent it so hard that Mu Linxiao couldn't pull out the sword.

"Mu Linxiao!" Hua Wanzhao immediately threw the sword in his hand to him.

In the next second, Mu Linxiao finally used a sword stuck in the demon's chest to release the golden technique.

The dazzling golden light turned into countless sword qi and raged in the demon's body. Mu Linxiao caught Hua Wanzhao's sword with his left hand and cut off the demon's head when he fell down in pain.

"Nephew Ning, I'll leave it to you."

Ning Chenhao was unequivocal, and a lightning attracting technique blew up the demon's body into ashes.

Mu Linxiao picked up a sword from the square and returned Hua Wanzhao's sword to her.

"This should be a demon that is close to a real demon. The ones in the form of black mist may be the lowest level of demons." After eating a healing ammunition, Mu Lin said with a smile, "This temple is very dangerous, be careful."

It was the first time Hua Wanzhao saw such a serious expression on Mu Lin's smiling face.

Feng Bumei said: "Since we can confirm that this is the former site of the Raging Sea and Setting Sun, then the legendary sword master's inheritance is probably true."

"Go, go in and have a look."

Mu Linxiao took the lead and pushed open the gate of Wentian Palace.

With a "squeak", the door, which had not been touched for a long time, slowly opened.

To the surprise of the five people, the furnishings in the house turned out to be spotless as if they had just been cleaned, as if time had never stopped in Wentian Temple.

But on the square outside, whether it was the corpses of the disciples of the immortal sect or the demons, they all turned into white bones. Unless the weapons were made of special refining materials, most of them were rusty.

What happened in the final battle of Raging Sea and Setting Sun?
"This is Wuwangtian Xuanmu," Mu Linxiao lightly rubbed the pillars in the hall, "Even ten thousand years ago, it is a very precious material. I never thought that the entire hall was built with Wuwangtian Xuanmu. Here The situation is a bit weird, don't mess with these things, maybe there is some special purpose."

Several people nodded.

Ning Chenhao kept staring at the sword inserted under the jade steps in front of the high seat in the main hall.

Wen Jingfeng also noticed the sword with a strong sense of presence: "Hey, is this the legendary Sword Master's Nine Heavens Sword?"

"The scabbard is made of extremely high-grade spirit animal skin, and the hilt is embedded with an aquamarine stone, so it should be it." Feng Bumei said.

As if sensing Ning Chenhao's gaze, the sword also made a "buzzing" sound.

"This……"

Mu Linxiao looked at Ning Chenhao who walked into the sword step by step, his eyes were deep.

"Friend Daoist Ning..."

Wen Jingfeng also noticed Ning Chenhao's actions and wanted to stop him.

But Ning Chenhao moved faster, he grabbed Jiu Xiao and pulled it out.

Suddenly, the whole hall shook.

Several people immediately became alert.

It's just that there is no movement for a long time.

Wen Jingfeng and Feng Bumei breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Hua Wanzhao and Mu Linxiao again, their faces remained unchanged, while Ning Chenhao, the instigator, was even more puzzled, as if Wen Jingfeng and Feng Bumei were making a fuss out of a molehill.

Ning Chenhao remembered that nothing happened when he drew his sword in his last life, so this time he was not as cautious as last time.

However, the moment he held Jiu Xiao, Ning Chenhao felt Jiu Xiao jumping for joy.

Jiuxiao remembers him!
This made Ning Chenhao feel pleasantly surprised, but at the same time shuddered.

If Jiu Xiao is like this, then could his rebirth be someone's trick?
Ning Chenhao's eyes fell on Hua Wanzhao.

"What's wrong?" Hua Wanzhao didn't know why.

She had read the original book, so she naturally knew that Ning Chenhao could get the Sword Master's sword smoothly.

Ning Chenhao: "...Little master, do you want this sword?"

Hua Wanzhao didn't even think about it, and immediately refused: "I'm not interested."

Both Wen Jingfeng and Feng Bumei choked up: Aren't you a sword cultivator?This is Sword Master's sword, don't you feel moved?
As if knowing what the two of them were thinking, Hua Wanzhao said: "I use an epee, and this long sword is not suitable for me."

Neither of the two of them could have imagined that Hua Wanzhao would use such a reason to refuse, and judging from the battle against the demon outside the palace just now, Hua Wanzhao also used the long sword very well.

After finally calming down, Wen Jingfeng said: "Except for Jiuxiao and Wuwangtian Xuanmu, there is nothing special here."

"Since those demons dare not approach here, there must be other mysteries in this hall."

Feng Bumei said, but obviously although he thought so, he couldn't find anything special.

"Do you think..."

Hua Wanzhao's words were a little uncertain.

Mu Lin smiled: "What did the little master find?"

"I'm just guessing, if the arrangement of some items in this hall is combined with some specific items outside the hall, will it form some kind of formation?"

(End of this chapter)