Chapter 91 – Robbing the Treasure

　　Just as the midget was pleased with himself, Han Li had something in mind.

　　From the Seven Mysteries Sect this side and jumped out of the two people, they jumped out of the crowd without saying a word, the wind like lightning rushed straight to the midget, it is Wang Jiechu’s other two remaining uncles.

　　This two people are full of grief color, obviously on the death of the stout man, sad extremely. Thus to the golden light on the person hate, also ignore the dwarf is what sword immortal stream, only want to kill each other, for that man revenge.

　　Sect Master Wang originally wanted to stop the reckless behavior of the two of them, but then thought, this will be the demonic magic of the gnome will always have to face, and his two master uncles are the only people who could possibly pose a threat to them. Instead of stopping it now, it would be better to take advantage of the fact that the master uncles are full of revenge obsession, and let them have a showdown over it.

　　Thinking of this, the words that Wang Jie Chu had wanted to call him back were swallowed back into his stomach from his throat.

　　After the Golden Light Supremo experienced the lesson he learned not long ago, he didn’t dare to underestimate the other party this time. He drove the gray light, rushed to the two people a finger, that gray aura immediately turned into a long rainbow, flew straight to the opposite side.

　　The Confucian among the opposite duo saw the gray light suspected to be a flying sword fly over. He raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, a thin silver line shot out from his sleeve, and met the gray light head on, causing the gray light to pause for a moment, but then the gray light still rushed over as if nothing had happened, so it seemed that the silver line didn’t play a big role.

　　Other people didn’t see what the silver line was, but Han Li, with the super eyesight granted by his Changchun Kung Fu, could see it clearly. It was clearly dozens of silver needles that were connected into a straight line, and it was unknown what means the Confucian was using to be able to shoot out such a lightweight fine needle with such a powerful maneuver, which caused Han Li to be greatly interested.

　　Seeing that the silver thread didn’t work, the Confucian scholar didn’t panic. He bowed his body and suddenly spun in place like a gyroscope, followed by countless large or small cold awns bursting out from his rotating figure. These cold awns are divided into two ways, all the way into a silver stream directly and gray light collided together, issued a slap la la sound of collision, the top of the gray awns in mid-air down can not be, the other way is straight to the midget flew, hit in the gold cover above, ding ding ding ding is very spectacular.

　　Cold stream with gray manna against the shooting, keep falling some residue debris, but because of the mutilation, already can not see the original face. But hit in the gold cover was bounced back on the cold aura is intact, are some flying knives, linden seeds, iron lotus seeds, money dart and other kinds of hidden weapons, a variety of things, and even some can not call the name of the unfamiliar things.

　　Jin Guang Shangren slightly stunned, but then skimmed the corner of his mouth, he did not think that these mundane gold and iron, can block his treasure for a long time.

　　”Tie,” a loud shout like spring thunder resounded through the entire arena, causing everyone to jump.

　　At this time people only found, originally and the Confucian together run out of the gray man, do not know when to pull out the back of the sword, is a step by step to the gray light to go, and the sword he held above the tip of the sword, but also emerged more than two inches long white mango, that white mango stretch uncertain, cold and aggressive.

　　”Sword Mango”, I don’t know who first shouted out the name of this supreme sword skill that all people who make swords can only dream of.

　　With a roar, the arena was abuzz with excitement both inside and outside the arena!

　　If flying swords were just a legend in the rumor mill, then the Sword Mantle was a myth in the jianghu, the aspiration of all sword users.

　　Now not only the flying sword and the sword manor appeared one after another, but also to immediately start the duel, how can this not let the people present blood boiling, have not wasted the feeling of this life!

　　Jia Tianlong at this time not only did not boil, on the contrary, he felt cool air, cold sweat. Only now did he realize what was called hindsight and fear!

　　Although he knew before that the Seven Xuan Clan hid three great experts. However, it never occurred to him that this experts would be so high that they would be able to make a sword aura. If he hadn’t invited the Immortal Cultivator, Lord Golden Light, to take action this time, he was afraid that this gray-robed man who could make sword awnings alone would be able to kill everyone on his side.

　　While Jia Tianlong was scared pale, the man in gray had already arrived underneath that gray awn.

　　At this time, I don’t know whether it was deliberate by the Confucian scholar, or the concealed weapons on his body had really been fired, the Confucian scholar’s figure suddenly stopped rotating, and the silver stream that was holding up the gray aura was interrupted, the gray aura that had no resistance naturally fell down unceremoniously towards the gray-robed man’s head.

　　The gray-robed man held his sword in both hands and leapt into the air without fear. He waved his sword, charging at the gray light and slashing down hard.

　　”With a clear sound, the man in gray fell to the ground from mid-air and took several steps backward unsteadily, then opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and his complexion became depressed. And the hand of the long sword, the front end of the three-inch tip of the sword has disappeared, has become a piece of iron.

　　Gray Mang took this blow, and also fell from the air to dust like a shot bird of prey. But even so, the gray aura still had not lost its brilliance, and was still jumping and stretching on the ground, appearing to be full of spirituality.

　　Seeing this scene, Jia Tianlong’s side and the people from the Seven Mysteries Sect simultaneously exclaimed in shock. However, the people from the Seven Mysteries Sect were filled with joy in their exclamations, while Jia Tianlong’s side was filled with worry.

　　The Confucian was also overjoyed, he looked at the commissioned gray-robed man, and then at the midget, after a slight hesitation, he still floated his body and flew towards the midget, he was prepared to settle the big enemy first.

　　Not waiting for the Confucian to float out a few steps, behind him suddenly came the gray man shouted “quick flash”.

　　Jusheng heart startled, want to take action, but felt a cool neck, gray light flew through the eyes, and then saw a headless body ran forward a few steps, and then fell to the ground, the back looks so familiar. The Confucian just thought of this, and then completely lost consciousness.

　　The Golden Light Superior was arrogant at this time, and he commanded the gray aura that once again leapt up from the ground, and flew towards the only remaining living gray man among the three great masters. He was proud of the fact that he had finished off the Confucianist with a slight trick.

　　He was considering killing all the remaining people of the Seven Xuan Clan as soon as he finished off the man in gray, when he suddenly heard words coming from the crowd on the opposite side: ”This flying thing of yours, I like it very much. How about giving it to me to play with?”

　　Before the words left his mouth, he felt a powerful spiritual force attach itself to the gray light, rigidly severing his connection with the object and taking away its control.

　　The gray aura that originally flew towards the gray man also made a turn in the air and flew crookedly and diagonally towards the crowd on the opposite side.

　　Wherever the gray aura went, everyone panicked and dodged in all directions, only an ordinary looking youth who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old didn’t move in place, this youth smiled at the golden light supreme man, revealing white teeth that were the complete opposite of his tanned colored skin, then he pointed at the gray light, and the gray light landed honestly in his hand.

　　”Immortal cultivator!” The midget’s heart chilled, and his face swished and turned pale.