My Sword Has a Way

Chapter 70 The weak have no reason to speak

A figure suddenly appeared, looked at the panicked elegant man and said, "Tell me."

The swordsman surnamed Wu's voice was very calm, without any trace of emotion.

The elegant man pondered the importance of this secret in his mind, gritted his teeth and said, "There is an immortal inheritance here!"

The swordsman surnamed Wu narrowed his eyes and looked at the elegant man. Seeing that he did not seem to be lying, he asked, "Oh? Is it the inheritance of an immortal? Is it a land immortal or a celestial immortal?"

The elegant man frowned, and kept comparing the strength of both sides in his mind. After hearing the question, he shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that it is the inheritance of the immortals."

Wu Wei thought for a long time and said, "How did you know?"

The elegant man stepped back slightly and said, "I met someone who talked about this matter. It was in the temple at the end of the cave. I guess that person is already preparing to pass it on."

Wu Weidu's eyes were calm, like a still pond, as if what the man said had no appeal to him at all.

"How much do you, the Seven Heroes Mountain, know about Jianya?"

The elegant man looked unhappy and said calmly, "I said, will you stop making things difficult for us?"

Wu Weidu's eyes showed a playful look: "I can not embarrass you, but you must tell us all the secrets you know. Who wants to keep it secret?..."

When the young swordsman said this, he looked at everyone with an extremely cold look!

In response to the threat from the sword cultivator in front of him, the elegant man nodded and sent a voice message to the four people behind him: "I will find a way to drag this person away later. Everyone, flee to the secret realm. As many as can escape, the better."

After everyone nodded, the elegant man said, "According to the ancient scrolls of my Seven Heroes Mountain sect, the land of Sword Cliff is a cursed place. In ancient times, an immortal slew a dragon and slashed it with his sword, causing the earth to sink and fall from the sky. There is an immortal vein on it, which was called the Twelve Towers or Sword Towers in ancient times. Later, the spiritual vein dried up and the immortal sect declined. It has long disappeared in the long river of history. After thousands of years of evolution, all the mysteries and opportunities of this place have disappeared one after another."

After hearing this, the young swordsman felt a little happy.

Behind a stone pillar, the girl frowned and opened her red lips slightly: "Twelfth floor? Sword Tower? I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

The young man surnamed Wu in the field asked again: "I didn't expect there is such a background here, but what does this have to do with the opportunity?"

The elegant man said softly: "This opportunity comes from the twelfth floor!"

Just as the young man was frowning in deep thought, the elegant man suddenly jumped up, bursting out with a power that was no weaker than that of the young swordsman, and two ice-blue flying blades instantly shot towards Wu Weidu.

The young swordsman frowned, quickly retreated to the back, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Spiritual power talisman?"

The elegant man quickly shouted to his fellow disciples behind him: "Let's go!"

Wu Weidu showed a playful look on his face: "You two go and keep those four people."

The two men behind him looked at each other, then drew their swords and chased after the four men.

At this moment, the two flying blades attacked the young swordsman again. With two crisp clanging sounds, the field became chaotic again.

Behind the stone pillar, the young man said in surprise: "Miss Jiang, this Wu Wei seems to be at a higher level than you."

The girl looked at the figure in the distance, curled her lips and said disapprovingly: "What's the use of being high? He can't take a single move from me at the same level. What's more, his level and sword energy are too superficial. If he continues like this, he will soon go crazy and be attacked by the sword energy!"

Xu Zhian nodded and asked, "I've always been curious, why would a girl like you want to be a pure sword cultivator, the hardest and most tiring job?"

The girl thought for a moment before she replied, "Because I like practicing swordsmanship. When I was young, I met a swordsman who cut off hundreds of miles of Lingjiang River with one sword. At that time, I hoped that when I grew up, I could be like that swordsman, doing justice and roaming the world. And pure swordsmanship is the most powerful among all swordsmanship, so I became a pure swordsman."

After the girl finished speaking, she turned to Xu Zhian and asked, "What about you? Why do you want to be a pure swordsman?"

Xu Zhian thought about it and was about to answer when he heard the girl say, "I know, you must be doing this to fill your stomach."

The young man's mouth twitched and asked, "How do you know?"

The girl rolled her eyes: "I'm not stupid!"

Xu Zhian scratched his head awkwardly and said, "It's not to fill my stomach."

The girl was curious: "Why?"

Xu Zhian said solemnly: "I want to be the best in the world, the leader in swordsmanship!"

Jiang Ying looked at the boy's serious expression, gave him a thumbs up and said, "You are really awesome! I have to work harder in my training, otherwise I won't be able to be your opponent in the future."

The young man was puzzled and asked, "Why do we have to be rivals?"

The girl whispered, "Unfortunately, I also want to be the leader of the sword."

When the young man was feeling embarrassed, there was a loud noise suddenly coming from a distance, followed by a vibration.

"Do you really want to kill someone to silence him?"

The elegant man coughed up blood from his mouth, leaned against the stone pillar, his face flushed, and breathed heavily.

The young swordsman on the other side was floating in the air, feeling the breeze. He looked at the elegant man below and said calmly, "I was planning to let you go, but you actually wanted to escape. For the sake of the inheritance here, I think it's better for you to shut up forever!"

After saying that, he used a sword skill to slash at the elegant man. Looking at the cold sword energy gradually approaching, the elegant man spat out a mouthful of blood. The blue flying blades beside him instantly split into dozens, densely packed to form a huge shield, blocking in front of him. Then a layer of spiritual light curtain enveloped his body and he hid behind it.

The elegant man had a pale face and frowned like a river. He looked at his fellow disciple who died tragically beside him with a determined look in his eyes.

boom!

After a sound exploded, a figure instantly crashed into a nearby stone pillar. His face was pale, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and humiliation!

"Don't struggle anymore. Tell me where the secret inheritance is. Otherwise, all your fellow disciples will die."

The young man surnamed Wu had a playful smile on his face. The elegant man had a sad look on his face. He laughed instead of getting angry: "Haha... Tianjian Mountain is really not as good as it used to be. The disciples in the sect are all vicious. No wonder they were driven out of the Nanhuang Marsh by the saints of Shengxian Mountain!"

The young swordsman sneered, "This world is so cruel, but some people are just good at disguising themselves. The so-called thousand-year-old ethics, the holy land of literature, are the people of the Sage Mountain who are pure and kind? You have lived for most of your life and still can't see through this. No wonder you haven't broken through the Dongxuan realm. If the Seven Heroes Mountain are as obsessed with secular order and morality as you are, then it's really unreasonable that they haven't been destroyed yet."

The elegant man said angrily, "The natural way is the law of heaven and earth. People with your character will eventually be killed by the way. The people of my sect had no intention of offending you, but you insisted on killing them. If the people of Tianjian Mountain are as unreasonable as you, then it won't be long before the lineage of law is cut off!"

The young swordsman curled his lips and disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, a long sword pierced through the elegant man's abdomen.

The young swordsman smiled slightly and spoke calmly.

"reason?!"

"Reason is often based on strength, and I have no reason to speak to the weak!"

The elegant man's pupils were dilated, blood was gushing out from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of anger, but he could not utter a single sound.

The young swordsman drew back his sword, glanced at the man lying on the ground, and sneered: "In this world, the weak have the least say, so your death is not unjust!"

"Kill them all!"

The young swordsman spoke calmly and turned to walk to the other side of the cave, which was the direction where the people from Seven Heroes Mountain had escaped before.

The two people beside him raised their mouth corners, followed by a few screams, and the five people from the Seven Heroes Mountain all fell in a pool of blood.

After the three men had gone far away, the two men behind the stone pillar walked out of it. Looking at the mess and bloody scene in the field, their expressions remained normal.

Just as Xu Zhian was checking everyone's life, a hand grabbed the boy's ankle.

Xu Zhian looked back and saw that it was the elegant man from before, but now his face was covered in blood and he no longer had the elegant temperament he had before.

"Little...little...little brother, give...this jade talisman to Liu Xunyu. This...this tiny thing...will be...your reward..."