Xuanxia

Chapter 543: German Sword
In Xiyu Pavilion, in the ancient tomb cave, Jiang Baichuan held the jade-white German sword in his hand, and a chilling murderous aura condensed on the sword edge.

In fact, with his strength, he doesn't even need to use his sword to kill the seriously injured people in the cave.

Just like before, if he wanted to seriously injure Fu Qingzhou until he was half dead, he didn't need to use the German Sword at all.

But for some reason, he insisted on using this sword and doing these things solemnly, as if he was performing a ceremony.

But just as the sword was raised, Jiang Baichuan seemed to realize something, his pupils trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and looked upwards.

Afterwards, the sword that was supposed to chop down Tang Jiao, Qiu Chan and the others was stabbed heavily upwards by him!
With a ding sound, the tip of the sword pierced a small metal ball.

This ball is only the size of a thumb and seems to have come from an ancient tomb. It has silently drilled a hole in the top of the cave and entered the cave at some point.

After being stabbed by a sword, it was immediately shattered by the powerful force and fell to the ground.

"..."

Jiang Baichuan put away his sword and said in a grim tone: "The Qi-Kan Pearl of Mingjian Pavilion... It seems that we can't delay any longer."

He looked at the people in the field.

Tang Jiao and Qiu Chan said nothing, there was only deep contempt on their faces.

Faced with the impending life-and-death situation, there was no fear in their eyes. They just knelt silently on the same side of Fu Qingzhou and held his hands together.

Tang Min seemed to have come to his senses. He found a comfortable place to sit down, threw his weapon aside, and his eyes began to unfocus.

Only Wu Yan is still trying hard...

But at this moment, he was like a scarecrow that had been taken apart, with huge open wounds all over his body, and the intestines that had been stuffed back into his stomach were still flowing out again. There was nothing he could do.

So they watched Jiang Baichuan raise the sword in his hand and swing it gently.

The sword wind made a whistling sound, and several people in the field subconsciously closed their eyes and turned their heads away.

But after a moment, they all found that they seemed to be able to breathe, have heartbeats, and were still... alive.

Several people opened their eyes in confusion.

Jiang Baichuan also looked down at his hands in confusion.

The German sword is gone.

No…it’s not gone, it’s just not in his hands anymore.

The Sword of Virtue appeared in Fu Qingzhou's hand.

He was still lying on the ground, motionless, his eyes still unfocused, but the German sword appeared out of thin air in his left hand that was not held by Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao, and he was holding it tightly.

Jiang Baichuan's expression turned stern.

He didn't even realize how De Jian got there!
But how is this possible?

Even a powerful Xuanxing master couldn't take the sword away without him noticing!
Before the suspicion in his eyes dissipated, he saw that the German sword held in Fu Qingzhou's hand began to emit a gentle and pure milky white light.

The light spread along Fu Qingzhou's hand and slowly spread to his whole body, and of course filled the sword wound on his heart.

"!"

Jiang Baichuan's pupils condensed, and he murmured subconsciously: "An extraordinary child must be born extraordinary; a person of great virtue must get his sword..."

"Is it because I have lost my moral character?"

As he said this, he looked at Fu Qingzhou and laughed, "You have virtue, and you have already shed blood on the sword, but you want the sword to recognize you as your master? Because I want to kill your friend, the sword will protect its master on its own?"

Fu Qingzhou had no ability to answer, he just lay quietly on the ground.

But Qiu Chan laughed.

"It seems that, Alliance Leader Jiang, you haven't planned everything out."

There were still tears on her face, but she smiled charmingly: "Why don't you do it? If you delay any longer, your good reputation will be ruined, okay?"

Tang Jiao also sneered: "Could it be that after losing his sword, the dignified leader Jiang can't even kill people?"

"Ugh……"

Tang Min sighed from behind: "Stop being so weird, why don't we just die in peace?"

"Why?" Qiu Chan's smiling face, which was as beautiful as a flower just now, quickly turned gloomy. She snorted coldly, "I'm about to die, so of course I have to speak my mind!"

Jiang Baichuan certainly wouldn't be angered by such a few taunts, but his expression became grim.

"German Sword..."

"You are just a sword, what qualifications do you have to... betray me!" He shouted in a deep voice and stretched out his hand to grab it!
In an instant, the sword of virtue flew out of Fu Qingzhou's hand and flew back into Jiang Baichuan's hand, but the milky white light on the sword also disappeared.

But just as he was about to grip the hilt of the sword, he felt as if it had been burned. He pulled his hand back abruptly, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Afterwards, the sword bounced on the ground, rolled all the way, and returned to Fu Qingzhou's hand...

Jiang Baichuan lowered his head and looked at his palm, which was covered in blood!
"..."

His eyes darkened slightly, no longer obsessed with the sword, he took a deep breath, and waved his sleeves!
In an instant, countless sword energies roared up.

The domineering sword energy condensed into a solid entity, transforming into one half-real and half-virtual long sword after another, breaking through the air and flying towards the people in the cave. Wherever it passed, strong winds blew, rocks cracked and the ground collapsed!
But at this moment, Fu Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes.

His memory still lingered on the moment when Jiang Baichuan stabbed his heart with a sword.

When the sword stabbed him, great pain and darkness overwhelmed him. When he opened his eyes again, it was this moment.

A mellow and warm breath wrapped around me, making my whole body numb with comfort, just like curling up in a thick quilt on a winter day, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, with no worries in my heart.

But before he could fully experience this comfort, a feeling of discomfort came over him.

If I have to describe it, it was like a strong wind suddenly broke open the window beside the bed, and the wind and rain rushed in and hit the quilt.

Fu Qingzhou felt annoyed and raised his hand to close the window.

So he raised the sword of virtue, and a milky white light shone brightly!
The sword light did not have any intention of aggression or killing, but was gentle and calm, reassuring like a spring breeze, warm sunshine, and warm porridge. It was like a window that was gently closed, keeping the wind and rain out.

In an instant, thousands of sword energies dissipated.

Jiang Baichuan's pupils shrank and he took two steps back. The sword energy and wind and rain were dispersed, and his sleeves were also shattered. Countless thin blood marks suddenly appeared on his arms.

"Big brother!"

"Damn pervert!"

Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao were overjoyed and exclaimed in surprise, while Tang Min and Wu Yan's eyes also lit up.

"Well……"

Fu Qingzhou was a little confused: "What, what happened?"

He hadn't fully reacted yet, and his mind was still on "sleeping in bed" and "closing the windows to keep out the rain".

"Etc., etc……"

Fu Qingzhou said hoarsely: "What happened? And..."

He turned his head and looked at his hand: "What's the matter with this sword?"

At this moment, the sword in his hand had lost its luster and was completely calm, with no sign that it had just cleared away countless sword energies.

"It seems..."

Jiang Baichuan's voice rang out: "Dejian, I really recognize you as my master."

Fu Qingzhou was startled, and looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Jiang Baichuan standing nearby.

Jiang Baichuan with a gloomy face, two women crying with joy throwing themselves on him, swords in their hands, and several seriously injured people...

He was a smart man and quickly figured out what was going on.

As for what kind of German sword it is? It doesn't matter. It's probably just like the scabbard of the King Sword.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingzhou's eyes were slightly strange, and without any hesitation, he swung the German sword in his hand heavily at Jiang Baichuan!
Jiang Baichuan narrowed his eyes slightly and dodged to the side.

……

But, nothing happened.

Fu Qingzhou's swing did not exert any power at all, it just brought up a gust of sword wind.

Jiang Baichuan's move was in vain.

“???” Fu Qingzhou was startled and looked down at the German sword in his hand.

Jiang Baichuan smiled softly: "The divine sword protects its master, but it is not a living thing after all. With your current ability, even if you hold the sword of virtue, you can no longer protect others."

After saying that, he did not hesitate any longer and came forward in person.

He no longer persisted in using the sword, nor waved his sleeves to spread the sword intent. Instead, as a warrior, he used the most primitive but also the most basic close combat. He put his hands together to make sword fingers, and the whole person turned into a white thunder!

But at the same time, the cave above their heads collapsed and countless huge rocks poured down!

(End of this chapter)