Chapter 89: Treasure Appears, Everyone Fights for It

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But seeing Jiang Wang's person roll purple qi, sword like a meteor, one sword has already penetrated.

He was indeed angry.

It's all in the sword.

A bone-chipping knife was poised against Jiang Wang's blade.

The pork-bone armor, with a surprising agility that didn't match its bulky form, blocked Jiang Wang's attack.

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The bone knife was only three inches long.

In his thick hand, it felt like a needle for embroidery.

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They flutter about like butterflies among flowers, but in their graceful movements, a deadly intent is scattered everywhere.

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The dagger stabbed the blade three times, but the blade remained unharmed.

Then, a cold light swirled, winding along the blade.

Just as he was about to tear his opponent to shreds, the Pig Bone-faced man suddenly saw a blur before his eyes. A single leaf drifted past him.

The dagger still moved forward, and the person had vanished from sight.

The Taoist arts of the Dìng Hǎilóu, a single leaf obscuring one's vision.

Of course it was Zhú Bì Qióng who made the move.

To be honest, she couldn't say for sure why she stepped in. There were masters at the Fishing Sea Tower who pampered her, and Jiang Wang's promise of a favor didn't seem to mean much.

The atmosphere is filled with ominous misfortune and ill omens. To eliminate the evil air, one might kill white bones or pig bones – perhaps this could be considered a reasonable justification.

She participated in the fight nervously, so she didn't notice that the half of the Fortune Ball she was hiding in her arms had a red light gradually flowing out.

One side black, one side red, fortune and misfortune come together.

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All this took place in the blink of an eye, even though it sounds like it took a long time.

The pork bone noodles was slightly obscured from view, Jiang's gaze followed the sword as it moved, and he unleashed seven consecutive swords.

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Every sword strike pierces through the peak power of the Purple Qi Eastcoming Sword Canon.

His left hand flew as he plucked the strings.

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Fireworks,

Fireworks,

Fireworks.

The pig bone face had just broken free from the veil illusion when he saw a flurry of sword shadows.

And then flowers bloomed all around him.

The sea of Daoist flowers has bloomed!

With the blessing of a mirage pearl, the sea of flowers in reality is far stronger than that in the Illusory Realm of Taixu. Although Zhu Guguan has the cultivation level of the peak of the Tenglong realm, his strength is far inferior to that of the sarcastic monk encountered by Jiang Wangfu during his challenge.

Thus, it was not immediately clear what was real and what was not.

But he needn't have seen it.

The man let out a low growl from his throat, and his body suddenly swelled!

It has increased in height and size more than twofold.

The veins bulged, like little snakes writhing, and the flesh swelled, like a ferocious beast.

Nothing like a normal person.

Seven consecutive swords slashed down, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The fireworks exploded, leaving behind charred flesh and blackened skin.

Su Xiu's strike fell like a long rainbow piercing the sun, an assassin's one-hit kill. He swirled in a whirlwind, aiming directly at Zhu Guguan's neck, which bulged like a giant sac. The attack was swift, leaving only the gleaming dagger embedded in Zhu Guguan's flesh.

Under Jiang Wang's deliberate control, the sea of flowers did not conceal the vision of others.

Old Zhang shot a black and red pill, it exploded on the pig bone-faced man's body.

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Even reaching forward, he drew a long sword and from afar, maneuvered it to draw a bloody gash on the Swinebone-Faced man before retreating, thus completing his attack.

This sword is crooked and misshapen. It's also very weak in terms of lethality.

All the attacks were directed at the one who stood in the way of the bones.

Flesh torn from bone, blood spurting wildly.

He was caught off guard and suffered a heavy blow under Jiang Wang's leadership!

These wounds, on an ordinary cultivator, would have long since been fatal.

But he could still stand. And, his aura was surging wildly.

The rumbling of hunger was like thunder, echoing loudly.

The sound was deafening.

Ahead and Zhang Hai were the first to be unable to withstand it, with blood seeping from their ears, they had to cover their ears and retreat.

"Pain..."

The pig bone face shouted, "Ouch!"

His body, once again, began to swell.

It was three zhang tall and three zhang wide. People were like mountains of flesh and blood.

Two round eyes, bulging within a swelling pig skull mask, bloodshot and terrifying.

The wounds upon his body, though many in number, seemed pitifully small compared to his stature.

A white bone whistle hung from his neck.

At this time, a sudden urgent voice came from inside.

The voice was sweet and pleasing, but alarming.

"Pig Face, what are you doing Stop it! The messenger wants you..."

The sound abruptly cut off.

The pig bone was ripped off with one hand and crushed between the fingers.

When he was studying the White Bone Twelve Divine Form Secret Art in his early years, something went wrong.

His cultivation level didn't suffer any decline, but instead became even stronger than usual. However, there was one drawback: sometimes he couldn't think clearly, and his temperament became tyrannical and easily angered, to the point where he would become ruthless even towards his own kin.

At this time, he was injured and blinded.

He had gone mad, no longer hearing any commands.

"Hungry, I'm hungry."

He tossed the crushed bone whistle into his mouth and swallowed it whole.

He once again used two thick, fleshy fingers to pluck the tiny dagger from his neck and put it in his mouth.

Crunch!

Bite it to pieces.

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"My dagger!" Su Xiu cried out in agony.

Heaven must have pity, this was the most pitiful cry he ever made. It was almost comparable to the agony of someone chewing on pork bones before.

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At this time, the miners in the mine had long been gathered by Hu Guanxi and his guards. Hundreds of people hid in the most remote corner of the mine.

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Like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Facing unimaginable danger, ordinary people are helpless.

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It's okay that it's invisible.

But both times the pork bone faces have already exceeded the mine entrance.

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Far away, they were directly exposed to their line of sight.

Everyone trembled with fear and panic.

Someone's teeth clashed: "This... what is this monster"

“Will we be eaten I haven't gotten married yet!”

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All the maids in each small courtyard also huddled together with the miners.

Even Thuan's heart was pounding with fear, his usually stern face paling as he clutched a wooden staff and stood defiantly in front of Xiao.

And just then.

Boom, boom, boom!

Deep within the mine, a deafening roar suddenly echoed.

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Mine collapses one after another.

It was as if the entire azure stone vein had come alive, moving and churning.

It's like some kind of giant creature underground is fighting, shaking the earth and splitting mountains.

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Even in their terror, the people in the mine couldn't help but look over.

Had they not emerged early, they would have surely been buried alive by now.

Above the mine, a sudden burst of azure light erupted, soaring into the sky like a dragon pillar, piercing the clouds!

This is a sign of a treasure being born!

On the official road from Jiacheng to Qingyang Town, Xi Zi Chu led a squad of elite city guard soldiers on horseback at full gallop.

I see movement over there from afar.

“Oh no! Of all times, it had to be now! I fell for Hu Shao Meng's trap!”

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Xi Zi Chu instantly stood up, abandoned his soldiers, and leaped into the air, hurrying towards the Hu family mine.

And just then, in the mining area, a miner suddenly threw off his hat and leaped to his feet, rushing straight toward the mine entrance.

He shouted loudly, "The Xi family has taken control of this place. A large army will arrive shortly. No one is allowed to move! Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy, and their families will also be implicated!"

It was none other than the patriarch of the Xi family, a venerable figure who rarely emerged from seclusion, possessing the formidable cultivation of the Tenglong realm.

Xi Zi Chu and Hu Shao Meng were engaged in a power struggle in Jia City.

But he had already been lurking in the mine, just waiting for this moment to reap the rewards!

But just as he was soaring into the air.

Behind him, another miner in ordinary clothes rose silently.

It only erupts suddenly when it gets close.

Fallen leaves drift past my eyes.

A small black cone was inserted into the person's spine.

Then the raging water dragon surged up, engulfing him.

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A single leaf of Taoism obscures one's vision.

Consuming type magic artifact Zhituan Cone

Taoist skill Water Dragon Wave.

A seamless connection, flowing like water.

The seat of the family fell with a loud crash!f the still-trembling Daoist law. Peng Chongjian with one hand retracted his sleeve, putting away the river of blood that reached the sky. With the other hand, he brought back Mount Taizhi, plugging i...