You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 775 Ah, yes, yes!

Then a blue divine power shot out from the ice mace and sank into the golden bell. The golden bell shone brightly, and even under this enormous divine power, the Sanskrit on the surface of the golden bell floated up from the bell body and was imprinted on the void. The shadows of Buddhas appeared faintly around it, chanting secret scriptures. This was the true form of the Buddha bell. Originally, everyone had activated less than 10% of it.

The noise here was so loud that it even attracted the gazes from those hidden places.

"Oh? Someone can't help it so soon?"

In the dark, some gloomy and opportunistic eyes swept over the place.

However, when they saw the top demon king cutting off his arm and fleeing in such a miserable state, the people who were secretly watching focused their eyes and thought that as long as the ice mace chased after him, it would be their best chance to take action. Many people began to get restless and were ready.

To their disappointment, the ice mace was suspended above the crowd's heads. It did not pursue them but instead strengthened its defenses, making it difficult for them to attack for a while. If they rushed forward now, they would only die.

Even the ice mace turned suddenly, and the void trembled when he pointed in the air.

"Since you are here, fellow Daoist, why don't you come down and sit for a while? Keeping a low profile is not something we should do!" With a cold snort, the ice mace shot out a beam of icy light and sank into the void.

Only the faint roar of beasts could be heard, and a dull rumbling sound came from the void.

Not long after, a few drops of demon blood collapsed into the void and fell into the world. It seems that this demon also has the same idea, and it is even possible that this is his plan.

A strong demonic power burst out, and a few drops of the demon lord's blood slipped down, but were frozen into ice crystals by the cold air and sent to Xuan Qing.

"Xiao Qing, I didn't give you any gifts after I transformed, so these few drops of Demon Lord's blood are your gift. Refining the demonic energy in it will help you consolidate your realm faster."

"Thank you, Your Excellency~" Xuan Qing did not hesitate to accept it. This item was indeed very useful to her.

The ice mace spun around, hanging above everyone's head, emitting a sparkling icy light: "It's cultivation. Some villains sent by rats can rest assured with this thing."

All the sects here clasped their fists together. With an unparalleled person helping them guard, how could this place be safe?

The ice mace is like a warning, but more like a deterrent.

The person who was peeping only felt a chill throughout his body, as if he was swept by a gaze. He immediately looked away and hid the eagerness in his heart. He just felt a little regretful, but if he really did it, he might lose his life. It is not difficult to choose between the crisis of death and opportunity.

Bing Zun's move attracted the attention of the world, but looking at the location of the Jiuxiao Ten Thousand Swords Demon-Slaying Formation, the fat man was confused.

An antique long sword with a scabbard fell out of thin air in front of him, and pierced directly into the formation platform beside him along with the scabbard, which scared the little fat man and also made Wei Duan, who was standing next to him, feel distressed.

"What is this thing, coming to murder me?"

The fat boy poked the sword and couldn't help complaining. He watched the sword pass by his ear at an extremely fast speed. If it deviated a little, his head would be gone. In a panic, he threw Changqing, whose consciousness was attached to the mask, out, but he was hung on the hilt of the sword. Changqing couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied in his heart. It seemed that the fat boy was even more timid.

Thinking that the person coming was up to no good, the fat man directly used Changqing's clothes to block his body. He really didn't have the strength to escape.

Fortunately, after a few breaths, there was nothing unusual, so he carefully picked up the mask and held it in his arms.

"Master... Senior Brother, where did the sword come from?"

Chang Qing couldn't help but find it a little funny. He had seen this long sword before. It was the sword that the Sword Master carried on his back. This little fat guy didn't recognize the things of his master. Did this guy really just pick up a bargain from his master?

"It's okay. This is the sword of the Sword Master. I think it sensed that you were in danger and came to protect you." Chang Qing explained patiently.

The little fat man's whole body went limp upon hearing this, and he patted his chest: "So that's it, it's Master's sword!"

The little fat man dragged his body over, pulled out the long sword from the crack in the formation, and placed it in front of him.

“I, the junior Liu Jiakai, have seen the long sword of my master… Today, I have seen the long sword of my master. It has a restrained aura, yet is unusually heavy. It is indeed a good sword! So my master must be a suave, handsome man with a natural sword-like appearance. I, your disciple, pay my respects to you…” Liu Jiakai bowed without any hesitation.

The Sword Master and his sword were very pleased with the flattery they were hearing, and they paid no attention to the approval that flashed across the faces of the peerless people around them. It was true that he was born with the 'sword' look, but this old fellow was also quite unreliable.

"Look, this is my good disciple. Even his words are so nice. Not bad, not bad~"

The powerful people also held back their laughter and echoed: "Ah, yes, yes, yes~"

The ancient sword flashed slightly, and the Sword Master spoke in a deep voice: "Yes, that little girl Shangguan had a good eye in choosing you. This is the first time we meet, and the Grandmaster has nothing good to give you. I'll see who comes first and peel off his skin to sew a vest for my grandson."

Before he finished his words, a faint spiritual light emerged from the void, and a dark shadow appeared above everyone. It seemed a little unreal, and the light around it began to distort, making the black shadow look more elusive.

Then, unparalleled momentum burst out. Under this power, many powerful people felt as if they had become extremely small, like a small boat floating in the endless ocean.

The pressure with a strong smell of decay was approaching the little fat man, but he never expected that after a flash of blue light, the smell of decay disappeared instantly.

"A peerless person, and this is—I am here in person?!"

Even Chang Qing was frightened by such power. This guy was obviously coming for the little fat boy. He must have been eyeing some characteristics in the little fat boy, otherwise there is no way he would come in person.

"You come really quickly. Wait for me, my disciple. I will definitely take this old fellow's pants off." The Sword Master's words were extremely unreliable. Even the little fat man suspected that there was something wrong with this cheap master.

Doesn't look like a good person~~~

The ancient sword was unsheathed, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the black figure. "You are hiding your head and showing your tail. You smell like a coffin full of death. Which era did you sleep in? It looks like you won't live for many days. It's time to eat and drink, and live happily. Why are you looking for trouble? Do you have to force me to slap you?"

"You arrogant boy, are all the top leaders nowadays so arrogant?" The black shadow's voice was hoarse and he spoke weakly. It seemed that he would not live for many days.

The sword pattern on the long sword shone, and the shadow of the Sword Master appeared. He picked his ears and blew the whistle, looking like a complete rogue: "You have the capital to be arrogant, unlike some old guys who attack a junior. Is this what you call self-cultivation? Don't be kidding~"

Sword Master's words were indeed somewhat hurtful, and the black shadow opposite him also had a bad look on his face: "I'm just borrowing this kid to go somewhere, and I'll send him back to you when the job is done. Why are you being so aggressive, young friend?"

"I'm so sorry, I just found out about your disciple, and I was worried about not having any gifts to give him! Look at you, you showed up at the perfect time, and now - robbing! Hand over all the valuables on you!"

The shadow of the Sword Master didn't bother to be polite and raised his sword towards the black shadow.

Robbery?

How come he has learned this worldly trick when he is almost an immortal? It doesn't look like he just learned it, but it seems like he hasn't forgotten it yet!