In the depths of a certain underground palace.
Dozens of tomb guardians with various appearances moved in the darkness. The smallest among them were larger than an adult man. As they approached the light, their forms became clearer.
A humanoid bat.
Puh—
A chisel sword slashed through, cleanly splitting it in two without any hindrance.
The firelight illuminated the sword tip in the dim room.
Dozens of sword beams crisscrossed as the people from Hengyun Sword City controlled the White Flow Sword Formation to resist the ferocious creatures attacking from all directions.
The sword formation seemed unshakeable.
In reality, every swordsman was injured.
“This place is indeed not some inheritance site.”
Bai Jinghong’s chest oozed bl**d, his face turning pale.
“Little White, why don’t you rest in the formation? You’ve been poisoned.”
Cao Mu said solemnly.
Suddenly, he noticed a shadow approaching above. He leaped up like a reed in the wind and collided fiercely with it.
It was a four-winged bat that had skillfully dodged the sword beams and returned to lurking in the dark.
“Beware of the upper space!”
Cao Mu shouted loudly.
Everyone immediately became serious.
These tomb guardians, although individually not very strong, were unpredictable and extremely cunning.
The Three Heroes of Hengyun exchanged glances and took a deep breath.
When they entered, they inexplicably got separated from the elders, then encountered these tomb guardians.
Originally, they planned to hold out here until the elders found them again. Now, it seemed impossible.
They might be exhausted before the elders arrived.
“We must k*ll that bat king.”
“Only Little White can hurt it.”
“We need to wait for the right opportunity…”
This was a combined sword technique they had understood after listening to Ying Bing’s teachings in the sword city. The three of them silently adjusted themselves and began to channel their sword techniques.
Suddenly, Cao Mu, who had the keenest ears, spoke up.
As soon as he did, Bai Jinghong was enveloped by a river-like sword qi, rising skyward instantly and approaching the shadow above.
The giant humanoid bat king seemed to sense something, emitting a sound wave that could cause headaches, and then tried to retreat into the darkness.
But Bai Jinghong was faster, following closely with his sword.
Then, sword lights flickered in the darkness, along with the sounds of wings flapping and increasingly desperate d*ath cries.
After several seconds.
Bang—
Two pieces of the corpse fell heavily to the ground.
Those shadowy figures finally scattered like headless flies.
“Little White!”
“Senior Brother!”
Bai Jinghong’s face turned green, his breath weak, almost stumbling when he landed.
“It’s fine, I just need some time. This poison isn’t too serious.”
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; at least the immediate danger was over.
Once the elders arrived, everything would be resolved…
“Don’t let your guard down.”
Wu Chushu gave Bai Jinghong a detoxification pill and reminded everyone.
“Who knows what else might come…”
Tap—
Just as he finished speaking, a tremor came from the front, causing pebbles on the ground to jump.
It sounded like footsteps, but much heavier…
Cao Mu’s expression changed drastically, sweat dripping from his forehead:
“Something is coming… towards us.”
“Were those just appetizers?” Wu Chushu slapped himself after saying this.
“!!”
Everyone’s faces turned white, their breathing unconsciously lightened.
Could you please shut up, Senior Brother Wu!
That was so accurate!
One swordsman, taking a big risk, threw his illumination device forward, dispelling the darkness ahead.
Finally, that huge shadow became gradually clearer.
That shadow was several times larger than the previous tomb guardians, resembling the black beast. Not only in size, but also in type.
This was also a black beast, and its eyes seemed to carry a human-like…
mockery?
The disaster beasts earlier were released by it.
Among them, only Bai Jinghong could harm it, but Bai Jinghong had nearly lost his combat ability.
“d*mn it, we’ll fight it.”
“It’s just a peak Fourth Realm… We might as well go down together!”
Wu Chushu tore off his clothes, tying the sword to his hand.
Cao Mu looked at him silently.
If they survived this, he would have to find a way to poison Wu Chushu…
Whooooo—
A gust of evil wind blew past. That black beast had no intention of playing with its prey; it just wanted to swallow these bl**d meals quickly.
The swordsmen were preparing to fight to the d*ath.
Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed in the silent underground palace:
“Get out of the way!”
Subconsciously, they obeyed his command.
The next second, a chill came from behind them, followed by a dazzling yet cold sword light.
Jinghong’s sword flashed through the void, its speed too fast for the eye to follow.
Ssssh—
The sword light pierced the black beast’s chest.
Ice crystals spread from the wound, seemingly ready to freeze it in moments.
The black beast stared in shock at the cold young girl holding the sword, which spoke:
“You didn’t… d*e?”
Suddenly, it became violent, ignoring Hengyun Sword City’s group and charging straight for the girl.
At that moment.
Several true words suddenly descended from the void, freezing its body momentarily.
Someone followed closely behind the girl, raising a hammer and releasing a surge of karmic fire, smashing down with immense force.
Bang!
A dull thud, and it was smashed onto the ground.
However, that figure didn’t give the black beast a chance to catch its breath, pouncing down again.
Bang bang bang—
Each strike shook the underground palace.
“d*mn.”
Wu Chushu swallowed hard.
“It’s them.”
Cao Mu truly relaxed at this moment.
Bai Jinghong felt equally relieved.
Gradually, the pounding stopped. That beast was probably hammered into paste.
“Not surprising it’s a god…”
“Hmm?”
“Oh, not surprising it’s Ke Jianxian!”
Wu Chushu glanced at the bl**d-stained hammer, raising an eyebrow, reluctantly changing his words.
“Thank you, Ke Jianxian, for saving our lives.”
The swordsmen, no longer concerned about their pride, praised Little Ke for his excellent swordsmanship, showering him with compliments.
“What a coincidence, meeting here in the underground palace.”
“Well, it’s not really a coincidence.”
Ke Mo had deliberately detoured here, even though it meant deviating from the optimal solution to a chess problem.
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…
Although the people were saved, there was still some effort involved.
