Chapter 211 Kill Him First
"Buzz——" The Zhanluo Sword made a long and cheerful sound, flashing red light, and it finally found its owner.
Another "buzzing" sound was heard, and this time the buzzing sound carried a sense of urging.
Hearing the buzzing sound of the sword, Su Chenyin instantly understood what it meant. It was urging him to shed blood and recognize its master.
Su Chenyin smiled, quickly cut his finger, squeezed out a little blood, and dripped it onto the sword.
The essence and blood dripped onto the sword at the moment it was cut down, and the sword body quickly absorbed the essence and blood like a hungry sponge.
At this moment, the cultivators around were shocked when they saw Su Chenyin dripping his blood onto the sword. Then greed appeared in their eyes again.
They don't care whether Zhanluo Sword chose Su Chenyin on its own initiative.
For them, the sword has only one master, and that is themselves.
Moreover, it takes a certain amount of time to contract the ancient artifact. As long as Su Chenyin is killed, the Zhanluo Sword will recognize its master again.
They knew that once Su Chenyin and the Zhanluo Sword recognized each other as their master, it would become much more difficult to snatch the sword from her.
"Get started!" Someone shouted, and the scene became chaotic again.
Those practitioners who were originally afraid of the sword now had only greed and desire in their eyes. Their eyes turned red and they pounced towards Su Chenyin.
They have only one goal.
That is to kill Su Chenyin before he and the Zhanluo Sword recognize each other as its master, and then snatch the Zhanluo Sword.
Su Chenyin was currently at a critical moment in the contract with the Zhanluo Sword and was unable to be distracted to deal with it.
At the same time, when Jun Yijue saw those greedy people wanting to harm Yin Yin, a fierce look flashed across his face, and murderous intent emanated from his whole body.
He held a white sword in his hand and quickly stood in front of Su Chenyin.
Lu Ziche, Yu Zhiyan, Mu Xin, Leng Yue and Yu Rong also quickly stood beside Su Chenyin and summoned their weapons.
Although they were shocked at the choice of Slash Sword, they would never stand idly by when their friend was in trouble.
At this moment, Jun Yijue and six other people formed a protective circle, protecting Su Chenyin tightly in the middle like a solid wall.
"Yinyin, just rest assured and acknowledge your master. Leave this to us. Xiaoqing has just woken up, so just rest assured and acknowledge your master."
Jun Yijue turned around and shouted to Su Chenyin, his eyes were firm but there was a hint of tenderness on his face.
Su Chenyin nodded, indicating that he understood.
Although there were many people who wanted to kill her or snatch the sword at this time, she felt relieved when she thought of Ajue and Xiaoqing.
So, she concentrated on making a contract with the Slashing Sword and merging with it...
"Anyone who dares to hurt Yin Yin will die!"
Jun Yijue's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it. He swung his white sword and instantly severely injured several practitioners who were rushing in the front.
Looking closely, the two people rushing in the front were directly cut in half. There was still greed for the sword and murderous intent towards Su Chenyin in their eyes.
"Humph, if you dare to kill my cousin and snatch the divine sword, you have to get past me, Lu Ziche, first!"
"Fire dragon burns the sky!"
Lu Ziche shouted angrily and swung the red sword in his hand violently. A fire dragon instantly took shape and swept towards those greedy practitioners like an angry dragon.
The raging flames and rolling heat waves forced back the few practitioners who were rushing in the front.
"Chain of Ice and Fire!"
Yu Zhiyan shouted coldly, and as she swung her sword, the power of ice and fire intertwined in the air, forming a powerful chain of ice and fire.
The chains of ice and fire were like two angry dragons, tightly binding the greedy people nearby who were unable to escape and making them unable to move.
The energies of ice and fire intertwined, and the bound practitioners struggled in pain but could not escape.
"Strangle!" Yu Zhiyan's voice was cold, and she shook the sword in her hand. The chain of ice and fire tightened instantly, strangling the bound practitioners to pieces.
At the same time, Mu Xin held a yellow whip with fire spirit energy wrapped around it, and said with anger on her pretty face:
"Damn it, since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Fire Dragon Whip!"
The Fire Dragon Whip in Mu Xin's hand was like an angry dragon. As she swung it out with anger, it instantly drew a fiery arc in the air.
"Ah--" Those practitioners who rushed towards Su Chenyin were touched by the fire whip and screamed like pigs being slaughtered.
He was also blocked by the fire dragon's whip and retreated in fear.
Wherever the fire dragon's whip passed, flames surged, leaving behind a series of burnt marks.
Yu Rong waved a white fan, and the wood spiritual power condensed into a whirlwind, sucking in the approaching enemies.
"Wood Binding!"
Yu Rong shouted coldly, and the whirlwind was instantly restrained. Those practitioners were like being fixed on wooden stakes, unable to move.
Leng Yue had a blank expression on his face, but his sword was like a ghost, moving quickly between enemies. Every time he swung his sword, a splash of blood would appear.
At this time, Ye Fengyi did not join the battle. He stood aside and looked at Su Chenyin with complicated eyes.
He knew that if he joined the battle again, he would probably not be able to change the fact that the sword chose its master.
Moreover, he was unwilling to attack Su Chenyin at this time.
However, those originally greedy practitioners were surprised to find that they originally thought that Jun Yijue and the other six were only at the second or third level of spiritual general.
With their cultivation level of fifth to ninth level spiritual generals, they can easily kill Jun Yijue and other six people and snatch the sword.
However, reality gave them a loud slap in the face.
When they actually fought with them, the fighting power displayed by Jun Yijue and the other six was far beyond their expectations.
Jun Yijue and his six companions were actually able to fight these practitioners whose cultivation levels were higher than theirs, and were even gradually gaining the upper hand.
Every attack from the six of them was filled with power and fury, and they coordinated perfectly, forming an insurmountable line of defense.
The original confidence of those practitioners was shattered in an instant.
These practitioners began to back down in their hearts, but when they thought of the huge temptation of chopping down the sword, desire overcame reason again.
"Don't be afraid, there are only six of them. Let's go together!" A sixth-level spiritual general cultivator shouted, trying to boost morale.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Jun Yijue appeared in front of him and slashed with his sword, and the cultivator's head fell to the ground instantly.
"How is this possible? How can he be so strong?"
A ninth-level Spirit General cultivator shouted in disbelief as his attack was easily neutralized by the third-level Spirit General Jun Yijue.
Jun Yijue: ………
Sorry, I am also a ninth-level spiritual general.
"Don't worry about it, he's the strongest, let's kill him first!"
Another ninth-level spiritual practitioner roared and pounced on Jun Yijue again.
"That's right, kill him first, charge!"
The others also realized that as long as they killed Jun Yijue first, they could break this protective circle and grab the Zhanluo Sword.
Thinking of this, almost all those who had cultivated to the seventh to ninth level of spiritual generals all surrounded Jun Yijue.
Jun Yijue's eyes were cold. Facing the enemies that were coming like a tide, although he was under great pressure, he showed no fear.