Chapter 162: Longquan Sword and the Enemy

"You actually dare to come out?"

After seeing Ye Chen, Cheng Liang was ecstatic.

This kid is so stupid and hopeless!

Doesn't he know that the arbitrator Xu Wenjun has arrived?

Does he really think that he can fight against the masters of the Saint Realm with the inheritance he just got?

It's really ridiculous.

"Hmph, you took something that shouldn't belong to you, and you are still obsessed with it. If you handed it over earlier, you might still be alive. As for now, there is only one way to die!"

Situ Lie's eyes were also cold.

"The inheritance in the inheritance mountain range can be tried by all the practitioners who enter. For so many years, none of you have tried it. I got it, so you feel unbalanced?"

Ye Chen shook his head, full of sarcasm, "So this is the mind of the practitioners in your Three Mountains and Five Ridges. It's really the same as your birthplace. It's really narrow-minded!"

In terms of territory, the Three Mountains and Five Ridges can't be compared with the Xiaoyue Dynasty.

After all, a Xiaoyue Dynasty occupies two-thirds of the volume of Beizhou!

Moreover, within the Three Mountains and Five Ridges, there are mountains running all over the place, almost all of them are ridges and basins.

People in the Xiaoyue Dynasty like to use the word "narrow" to describe the practitioners in the Three Mountains and Five Ridges.

"You, are a practitioner of the Xiaoyue Dynasty?"

Xu Wenjun put his hands behind his back, and his eyes fell on Ye Chen with a sneer, "It seems that you have some skills, but I don't know if you can take my move later!"

"You are too kind, with your three-time life-threatening realm, let alone one move, I am afraid that just a glance can kill this kid in seconds, and he will die without a burial place!"

Situ Lie smiled and complimented.

Xu Wenjun didn't care at all, his voice was still cold, "I'm not interested in knowing your name or where you come from. I heard that you got a legacy of nine rays of light. Hand it over immediately, and I will consider letting you die easily."

"Hand over the legacy?"

Ye Chen sighed, his eyes sad, "You are really a group of narrow-minded toads. Since you want the legacy, come and get it yourself. I don't mind killing you all!"

"Hahaha, this kid, is he scared silly?"

"He also killed us all. Does he know what he is talking about!"

"This arbitrator is beyond his imagination. With such a big gap in strength, why is he so arrogant?"

"I heard that the practitioners of Xiaoyue Dynasty generally have bad brains."

The practitioners around also gathered here.

They sneered and mocked, with disdain in their eyes.

In their view, Ye Chen, who was in a desperate situation, had no possibility of turning over.

It's nothing more than choosing a way to die!

"I hope you can still be so arrogant before you die."

Xu Wenjun showed a playful smile. For him, this was just a game. The boy in front of him seemed stubborn, but in fact he was just strong on the outside. He had seen many such people.

The harder the bones, the more interesting it was to torture them!

Ye Chen raised his hand, the ring flashed, and a sword with a dragon pattern carved on it appeared in his hand.

As soon as the Longquan sword came out, dozens of dragons suddenly entrenched and burst out a terrible air wave together.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The air wave rolled and rushed to the sky.

At the same time, there was a golden light shining in the Longquan sword.

Evil spirit, awe-inspiring!

"Hmm? This sword..."

Xu Wenjun was knowledgeable and saw the extraordinaryness of this sword at a glance.

"What kind of sword is this?"

Even Situ Lie trembled and showed greed in his eyes.

Just looking at the aura of this sword, you can tell that it must be good.

Unexpectedly, this kid has a low realm, but he has a lot of treasures!

Clang!

The golden light contained in the Longquan Sword rushed up to the sky, like a gust of wind, dispersing the fog gathered in the void, and then spreading towards the entire God Weapon Cemetery at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The entire God Weapon Cemetery was covered with golden light.

This momentum was even more vast than imagined!

"I don't even want the inheritance, I just want this sword!"

Situ Lie had a strong thought in his mind, and driven by instinct, he took a step forward, and the aura around him then burst out.

A completely unconcealable greed was gathering crazily.

Xu Wenjun turned his head and glanced at Situ Lie.

It was this look that made Situ Lie feel like he fell into an ice cave, and all the hot thoughts in his mind disappeared without a trace.

Xu Wenjun's meaning was very simple.

I am the arbitrator, and everything that happens here is decided by me!

No matter how many treasures this kid has, they must pass through my hands before I can make a decision.

Anyone who dares to cross the line is a provocation to me!

"This sword is very powerful, but it's a pity that you can't bring out its power."

Xu Wenjun put away the pity in his eyes, and became cold and bloodthirsty. "Before asking about the inheritance, I won't let you die easily. Don't worry, you will experience the most terrifying torture in the world!"

"You can, look around."

Ye Chen held the Longquan Sword and smiled wantonly.

"Hmm?"

Xu Wenjun instinctively thought that this was a way for the other party to divert attention.

But soon, screams came one after another around him, and he realized that something was wrong.

When he raised his head, he was shocked to find that thousands of magic weapons had gathered from all directions at some point, led by hundreds of holy magic weapons, each of which was extremely vast.

As for those mysterious magic weapons, they were full of murderous intent.

"What's going on?"

Xu Wenjun shouted in confusion.

Not only him, but even Situ Lie and Cheng Liang were puzzled.

They couldn't figure out why this happened.

The Divine Weapon Cemetery should be full of magic weapons that have lost their owners. As long as they can pass the test of the remaining consciousness, they can get these magic weapons to recognize their masters. But why are these magic weapons floating in the air at this moment?

That feeling is like... all the countries are paying homage!

All countries are paying homage to the emperor!

The Longquan Sword in Ye Chen's hand, which is emitting golden light, is the emperor.

It is the king of magic weapons here!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

All the magic weapons are trembling slightly, bursting with unparalleled strength.

It seems that they only need an opportunity to rush out in anger and destroy everything in the world!

Xu Wenjun sensed this evil spirit and began to sweat on his forehead.

If all these magic weapons come to attack in an instant, it will be difficult for him to survive with his own realm! Nonsense, what do you think this is? Hundreds of holy magic weapons and thousands of mysterious magic weapons! They all come down together, mighty and powerful. Destroy everything with a crushing force! "Mr. Arbitrator, what should we do now?" Situ Lie felt a chill on his back, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. What exactly is this sword? Why can it command all the magic weapons here? They racked their brains, but couldn't think of a way to crack it, let alone the reason. Xu Wenjun didn't speak, cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, fell to the ground with a snap, and was absorbed by the soil. The next moment, Ye Chen waved the Longquan Sword in his hand, and a strong sword energy suddenly rose. He suddenly burst out with a domineering temperament, like an emperor who personally led the army and issued a charge order! The entire cemetery of divine weapons trembled wildly, and the sky shook! All the magic weapons launched a charge!

Swords, spears, halberds, hooks, sticks, giant axes, war hammers... a series of dazzling magic weapons, as if suddenly endowed with spirituality, fiercely killed many practitioners in the field, without holding back!

"Oops... Oops!"

Xu Wenjun's scalp exploded and his body trembled.

Feeling this surging breath that was like the power of heaven and earth, Xu Wenjun felt more and more that he was really insignificant, like a small boat in a storm, and would be submerged if he was not careful.

Even a Saint Realm master like him felt fear, let alone other practitioners.

What awaits them will be a massacre!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The flashes of swords and sabers intertwined.

Several practitioners were unable to avoid it and were pierced instantly.

However, this was just the beginning!

Hammers smashed down, giant axes chopped, long sticks swept across, pagodas suppressed... countless magic weapons, under the command of Longquan Sword, killed these practitioners. They had no pain, no emotions, and only one goal! Kill, kill all these invaders! "No!" Xu Wenjun shouted, and his figure dodged, trying to find a glimmer of life in the gap. However, soon, he was overwhelmed by dozens of holy magic weapons!