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Chapter 553 Inheritance and luck(1/2)

Chapter 553

Lone tomb, sword tomb!

It looks a bit weird.

Su Ze landed on the path and stood in front of the sword tomb. Most of the sword had been inserted into the tomb, and the remaining third was exposed outside. It looked rusty, like a broken sword, without any spiritual energy dispersing.

Very inconspicuous.

But, is it really an ordinary sword?

An ordinary sword must be hidden with an advanced concealment array?

Su Ze narrowed his eyes and walked to the sword grave, holding the rusty sword handle in his hand, trying to pull it out.

Hey!

He used 30% of his strength but didn't pull it out.

Don't underestimate him 30% of his strength.

His six demons have a great golden body, and his body has a power of energy. He has a million kilograms of power, even if it is 30%, it has hundreds of thousands of kilograms. If he only talks about power, even the average Nascent Soul is not that big.

With hundreds of thousands of kilograms of strength, I didn't draw a rust sword.

Su Ze immediately increased his strength, using 50% to 70%... The rust sword remained unmoved.

Su Ze is really strange.

It’s a pity that he can’t pull out this sword, but without any mechanism, he can’t pull out it.

Su Ze roared.

Golden witch patterns appeared one after another, and he directly used ten percent of his power and millions of power.

Squeak!

Under such a huge force, the Rust Sword finally made a little move, and a wisp of invisible sword intent rushed out of the Rust Sword and pierced Su Ze's soul sea between his eyebrows.

Su Ze's spiritual sense is powerful and his reaction is fast.

The powerful sword intent pierced, and he quickly gathered layers of defense, but was still pierced by this invisible sword intent. What a powerful sword intent, it actually felt like the soul was pierced. Su Ze was already the divine consciousness of transforming into a god.

To make him react this way, it can be seen that the sword intent is so powerful.

Su Ze quickly condensed a sword intent of his own to resist this sword intent. He practiced the Ten Thousand Sword Art, and the sword intent was also quite powerful. Although he had not reached the level of clear sword heart, he was still in tune with the sword and walked with his heart.

This sword intent touched the sword intent from the rusty sword.

boom!

Su Ze's eyes changed and suddenly it seemed as if he had stepped into a void space, in which a figure was dancing a sword.

A large amount of information poured into Su Ze's mind.

It is actually a supreme sword book.

It is called Tongtian Sword Book.

It turned out that the owner of this sword was trapped in Mount Sumeru, leaving the inheritance here, waiting for the destined person, but this destined person must first appear this sword tomb. Second, this destined person must comprehend the sword intent to an extremely profound level, or even less than thirty years old before entering the world of the sword and comprehend the Tongtian Sword Book.

Such harsh conditions.

Of course not everyone can get it.

This sword has been stuck here for so many years.

But Su Ze's appearance finally aroused this inheritance.

Just a rough browsing made Su Ze understand that this sword scripture is far above the Ten Thousand Swords Technique.

Because of the Ten Thousand Sword Art, you only need to practice to the state of clear sword heart.

After the sword heart is clear, this sword book also has three realms: the sword master heaven and earth, the sword spirit universe and the sword god selflessness.

Unfortunately, even the Master of Rust Sword has only cultivated to the sword master's heaven and earth. Even he only mentioned the two realms of the latter, and has not cultivated it.

Awesome.

Su Ze could not have thought that he would receive such a precious inheritance shortly after he stepped into Mount Sumeru.

Retreat from the empty sword intent space, Su Ze realized that his little luck was dissipating, and suddenly shrank from four feet in size to only one feet.

Su Ze stared at her eyes.

There is actually such a thing that has been passed down and consumed so much luck.

And the consumption is too high, four zhang turned into one zhang, and the consumption is nearly 80% directly.

The inheritance of this sword scripture is so expensive.

Su Ze didn't know whether he was happy or frustrated. He killed so many monsters in the forest and worked so hard to accumulate a fortune of one zhang. Now, he lost two more feet in an instant.

Once you have less luck, you don’t know if your luck will get worse.

Su Ze thought to himself.

He held the hilt of the rust sword in his hand and pulled it hard. This time there was no difficulty. The rust sword pulled him out directly. As soon as the rust sword was out of the sword tomb, it seemed that the sharp sword was unsheathed, and all the rust on it fell off.

A sword light soared into the sky directly pierced the clouds in the sky, and the sword intent kept chattering.

Even the island under your feet was directly shattered by the sword intent.

"Good sword!"

Su Ze thought to himself that even if this sword is not a spiritual treasure, it is the top magic weapon.

The hardness and sharpness are even better than his purple snow knife.

Tongtian Sword Book and this top-grade magic sword will not lose the fortune of consuming three feet of dragon-shaped luck.

Su Ze was balanced and was about to put away his long sword.

Suddenly, his expression showed a hint of strangeness: "I just said that the luck was consumed. There was indeed a problem. I had a smooth journey before, and there was no trouble when I came to my door. Now, as soon as my luck was consumed, trouble would come."

Su Ze's body floated over Linghu.

After more than a dozen breaths.

Seven people appeared around Linghu, wearing clothes from the same sect, with a purple flower on it.

Su Ze's memory is very good. These people are definitely not from Dongshengzhou, otherwise he would be able to remember even if he had met him.

These two groups of people arrived one after another.

Landing on the edge of the Linghu Lake, one by one staring at Su Ze with a fierce look... The long sword in his hand, the rusty sword with green light, and although it was not very eye-catching, the amazing sword intent radiated from the sword body could not be concealed by anyone. This is definitely a top-quality magic weapon.

These seven people came over but did not take action as soon as possible.

A monk bowed his hand and asked with a smile: "I wonder which state of my brother is from, I have a very good face."

"Dongshengzhou, where are you from?" Su Ze said casually.

When the seven people heard that Su Ze was from Dongshengzhou, they looked happy.

The kindness that was disguised on his face was instantly restrained, revealing a hint of hideousness.

"Boy, hand over the sword and space ring in your hand."

"I dare to walk alone on Mount Sumeru, but I am very brave. Unfortunately, I don't know myself."

"You can't get such a treasure. You can lose your cultivation and spare your life."

These people quietly dispersed while talking, surrounding Su Ze.

From their tone, they didn't want to keep Su Ze alive.

Mount Sumeru can compete for luck. When you see someone left alone, you are simply a piece of fat, and anyone wants to take a bite.

What's more, it comes from Dongsheng Prefecture, which is recognized as the weakest state.

Su Ze was threatened by them and showed no sign of anger. Even if he was surrounded by these seven people, he did not move. While observing the aura of these seven people, he said, "Which state are you from?"

Judging from the breath, two of these seven people have reached the twelve young men in Dongshengzhou, and the other five people have not reached the twentieth young men, but they are almost too much.

Any time you encounter a team, it is actually this strength.

It can be seen that Dongshengzhou is indeed weak enough, and it also indirectly reflects the strength of other states.

"Boy, it seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin. We are from the Zihuo Sect in Nanzhanzhou. Remember to remember to remember to hell."

Among these seven people, a young man with a red head slapped him with his palm.

This person is one of the young masters. As soon as he made a move, purple flames immediately spurted out of his palm, burning wildly. The earth fire with a temperature far away was close to the level of a strange fire.

This kind of strength is not worthy of Su Ze's use of magic weapons.

In his opinion, the Red Young Man is just a little stronger than Leng Wushuang, but the strength is limited.

He punched out a light punch.

There was no terrible momentum, the only thing there was the power of the vast sea, boom! With one punch, the purple fire that was close to the temperature of the strange fire disappeared, and the powerful fist power surged over.

It directly shattered one of the red youth's arms.
To be continued...
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