Chapter 63: If the sword does not come out, the sword will be like a long night
Shura Realm City, southwest direction.

Ten sword cultivators in white robes soared into the sky.

They all wore the same white robes and held the sword upside down with one hand.

All ten of them are at the Great Emperor level, Sword Emperor!

They formed a circle and looked down from the air.

The momentum of the Blood Demon Emperor's clone was obviously weakened.

A roar filled with unwillingness was heard, heart-wrenching.

"Ten Sword Emperors? Are you still human? You actually sent out ten Sword Emperors to protect a kid?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Dozens of tentacles began to swing wildly, as if they had the power to destroy the world.

But this body is only a clone of the Great Emperor after all, and its strength is not even one-tenth of that of the Blood Demon Ancestor. How can it defeat ten Sword Emperors!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Ten imperial sword energies rushed down and began to strangle him directly.

The thick red tentacles suddenly broke into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the sword energy gathered and directly struck the mountain of meat.

Bang!
With an explosion, bloody fragments splattered everywhere, and the Blood Demon Ancestor's clone was completely destroyed.

Looking at the tentacles all over the ground, they were all cut into pieces.

Chen San stared blankly, and suddenly his mind burst out: "This big squid... is suitable for barbecue!"

"Barbecue?" Lin Bei's eyes lit up, "I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time..."

Chen San was shocked.

"Damn it, little boss, you're not going to eat this, are you?"

vomit!
Almost everyone in the group vomited.

Lin Bei pouted and said, "Only idiots would eat this. Come on, I'll treat you. Let's get the barbecue started!"

As they were talking, ten Sword Emperors descended and arrived in the courtyard.

The leader was a man with a pale face and no beard, wearing fluttering white clothes.

He is about thirty years old and looks very free and easy.

The key point is that although he is the Sword Emperor, he does not bring any sense of oppression to people.

Lin Bei knew that he had something to say, so he stopped.

Seeing this, Chen San and others quickly turned around and left.

"I know the rules, brothers, retreat!"

How could they not see that these emperors all had a close relationship with their boss?

Suddenly everyone felt happy.

I finally followed the right boss this time, it’s really worth it. There are so many Sword Emperors, what kind of family background must they have?

Their backs straightened instantly and their nostrils almost reached the sky.

"Hello, Mr. Lin!"

The Sword Emperor greeted with a smile, "You seem to know we are here?"

Lin Bei nodded slightly and said with a smile: "You uncles should be from the demon world, right?"

If I'm not mistaken, these people should all be his grandfather's people.

The Sword Emperor nodded, "Yes, my surname is Yang, my name is Yang Sanqing, I am from the same school as your mother, and I am currently serving under your uncle."

Lin Bei nodded. It turned out that he and his mother were from the same school. No wonder they were both sword practitioners.

and many more……

Lin Bei looked up. "Your last name is Yang? The Yang in Yang Shan?"

In the Netherworld State, there are not many people with the surname Yang.

Yang Sanqing smiled slightly and said without comment: "You can say that."

"I understand!" Lin Bei nodded, "Uncle Yang, how long will you stay in Shura Realm?"

"Until you leave." Yang Sanqing said.

"Is that so?" Lin Bei frowned, "Then talk first, and don't do anything unless it's necessary in the future. Especially when I participate in the underground boxing market, don't move even if I get beaten to death!"

Yang Sanqing frowned slightly, "Mr. Lin, this is a bit difficult to handle. If something really happens to you, I won't be able to explain it to the Demon Realm Emperor!"

Lin Bei pouted, "I don't care, just don't do anything, or I'll make trouble."

"For example?" Yang Sanqing asked tentatively.

"We robbed the Xianbao Pavilion!" Lin Bei said seriously.

"Hiss..." Yang Sanqing was scared.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "How about this, if you don't call me, I won't take action as long as you are not dead. If your life is really in danger, I must take action!" Lin Bei thought about it and finally compromised.

"Okay then, pinky promise!"

Yang Sanqing smiled and shook his head, but still extended his little finger.

The two of them made a pinky promise.

The nine Sword Emperors behind him were all dumbfounded.

The dignified Qingfeng Sword Emperor can actually hold hands with a child?
In fact, not only Lin Bei was unfamiliar with Yang Sanqing, but few people in the Jiuzhou Universe were familiar with him.

He is a typical sword fanatic who has been practicing in the sect for many years. Only people in the sect know how strong he is.

The Demon Sword Sect has countless Sword Emperors.

But no one disobeyed Yang Sanqing.

There is even a rumor that "If Qingfeng doesn't come out, the sword path will be in darkness forever."

The two have reached an agreement.

Yang Sanqing asked again: "Is the match scheduled for tonight?"

Lin Bei nodded.

"Are you confident?" Yang Sanqing asked again.

Lin Bei shrugged. "Confidence has nothing to do with me. I came here to practice. Even if my opponent is an emperor, I will still fight!"

What he meant by this sentence was not that he never had faith, but that he never knew what faith was!

As a great emperor named Ma once said: I have never liked money. I am not interested in money.

Basically it means the same thing.

Lin Bei’s Dao heart is absolutely solid!

Yang Sanqing naturally heard the hidden meaning and immediately revealed a disappointed smile.

"Young Master Xiaolin, are you interested in learning sword?"

The more I look at this kid Lin Bei, the more I like him.

Although he is small, he has excellent character and a sincere heart, and his future is limitless.

The nine Sword Emperors all looked sideways.

The Qingfeng Sword Emperor actually wanted to accept a disciple?

If they were not Sword Emperors, and their sword path was different from that of Qingfeng Sword Emperor, I'm afraid everyone would be willing to become Qingfeng Sword Emperor's disciple.

But Lin Bei shook his head.

I refused without any hesitation.

"Thanks, Uncle Yang, I don't like swordplay!"

Playing with swords? Playing dirty?

"Uh……"

The ten Sword Emperors were speechless at the same time.

Qingfeng Sword Emperor smiled slightly, feeling only a little regretful.

"Okay, that's it, Mr. Lin, take care of yourself, we are nearby!"

Ten sword emperors soared into the sky and soon disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, countless spiritual senses came in to investigate.

There were many powerful people hiding nearby, and they instantly found out the situation in the courtyard.

"Strange, there was clearly the aura of an emperor-level expert just now, why is it gone now?"

"No, there was a barrier just now, but now it is suddenly unobstructed. It is obvious that the emperor-level strongman has withdrawn the protection."

"Is it the human kid who was in the Immortal Treasure Pavilion today? What is his connection with the emperor-level strongman?"

There are many people in Shura Realm City, and the network of relationships is extremely complicated.

Although Lin Bei has only appeared in this world for less than a day, many people are already trying to figure out his background.

These spiritual senses sweeping back and forth were also captured by Lin Bei.

Although at his current level he is unable to find out those people hiding in the dark, but at least he knows that this group of people exists.

"The underground boxing match tonight seems to be getting more and more interesting!"

Lin Bei raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

"Come on, guys, let's go eat some skewers first!"

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