C58 Killing the Scimitar

Machete and Zhang Dahong lead the search in the spacious hall.

There were a few weapons on the stone platform, but they were all rusty and could not be used.

Zhang Dahong also found a few bottles and jars on the other side of the stone platform, but when he opened them, there was nothing. Instead, there was a foul smell. Seeing this, Machete sneered again.

The others also carefully looked around. After all, if they found it, they could get 10%. What if no one found it?

One. In an inconspicuous corner, a black spear was quietly standing there.

"Eh? This weapon seems to be still usable." One of them ran over in surprise.

"Get lost." Suddenly, a leg shadow swept past him, directly kicking him out of the way.

"Old man ghost, you dare to make a move against me?"

"Hehe, not bad, this spear is actually not rusty." The sound of the scimitar was heard. The two of them were shocked and quickly stopped.

"I want this spear." Zhang Dahong walked over with big steps. His eyes flashed with excitement. He originally used a spear and stick, and the material of this long spear was obviously much better. He took a look at it.

"You said you want it, so you want it. This is what I saw first." Machete snorted in disdain.

"Machete, stop beating around the bush. Name your price." Zhang Dahong's expression changed as he said in a deep voice.

"Sounds like a lot of money." The curved blade smiled as if it was very happy. "Ten pots of Spirit Liquid."

"You?" Zhang Dahong's face was ashen. This wasn't a negotiation of price at all. "Looks like we're going to have a showdown today. I'm going to take this spear for sure."

"Is that so?" The curved blade's smile turned cold. "Then go to hell." As he spoke, the curved blade suddenly attacked and instantly appeared in front of Zhang Dahong. Instantly, a large number of cicada's wings covered the top of Zhang Dahong's head and attacked mercilessly.

Zhang Dahong angrily snorted. He turned his iron rod, and with a single push, he broke through the attack of the curved blade.

In a split second, the two of them directly clashed.

"Kill them." Both of their subordinates started killing each other as well. It hadn't been a day or two since the two of them started fighting each other, so it was easy for them to find their own opponents.

The rest of them retreated to the sides. A group of people stood behind the Machete Alliance, and a group of people stood behind the Reliance Sect. They had also separated into two groups.

At this moment, a figure flashed past, and grabbed the black spear.

Zuo Yu had gone through the back door. Although he had arrived late, he had arrived just in time. The spear felt cold in his hand. Zuo Yu casually pulled the spear in his hand. Its weight was appropriate and it felt very convenient.

Both sides of the battle were stunned. They stopped at the same time and quickly separated. They looked at Zuo Yu coldly, and for a moment, killing intent filled the air.

"I want this spear." Zuo Yu said in a calm voice.

"Kid, you are courting death!"

"Who are you? Get down here!"

"Damn it, where did this idiot come from..."

The crowd immediately started cursing, the people from the small gangs started cursing even more fiercely. They hadn't gotten anything yet, so they felt very unfair. A guy who came out of nowhere actually wanted to learn how to tyrannically abuse others. He was simply courting death. It had to be said that bullying the weak and fearing the strong was indeed the good style of the gang members.

"Chief, it's him. It's him who broke into our Machete Alliance and killed the Second Guardian and the others." The expression of the man behind the curved blade changed, and he hurriedly said to the curved blade.

"It's you!" The machete also recognized Zuo Yu. Back then, he had tried to kill Zuo Yu, but failed. He had always been feeling very unpleasant in his heart. He had never thought that this young man was the one who had killed his way into the Machete Alliance. When new and old grudges were formed, a cold killing intent immediately emerged in the curved blade's eyes. "You're really courting death. Very good, very good!"

"I don't care who you are. Put down your spear. My Reliance Sect can let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, hmph!" Zhang Dahong also snorted angrily. A cold light flickered in his eyes.

"Machete Xue Yong?" Zuo Yu's gaze swept over and locked onto the Machete.

"I'm not going to look for you, but you have delivered yourself to me." The machete grinned, "Very good! Let's settle it today. "

"Alright." Zuo Yu said in a calm voice, then he slowly took a step forward, "Those who stand in my way will be killed without mercy!"

"F * ck you, you are courting death!"

"Alliance Master, I'll take him down for you."

"Hmph!"

"Machete and Zhang Dahong both snorted at the same time and ordered. Machete wanted to test Zuo Yu's skills, while Zhang Dahong was furious and actually ignored him.

"Kid, you killed my second brother. Today, I will pay you back with blood." The Chief Guardian under Machete was the first to rush out. Following closely behind was the Third Guardian, as well as Zhang Dahong's subordinates. Following that, a few other sect experts who were loyal to Zhang Dahong surrounded them.

Zuo Yu stepped forward, his eyes flashing like a sword light. The long spear in his hand moved and turned into a shadow. With a single move, he sliced through the throat of the Great Guardian who was charging at the front.

The spear shadow moved like a dragon. The group of people were instantly slapped to the sides. Their facial expression changed drastically. They moved their feet. Then, the spear tip swept across like a flowing cloud. It cut through their necks in an orderly fashion. It left behind a series of bloody marks. The few of them stopped in unison, their faces filled with terror. However, they did not move anymore.

A few Eighth and Seventh Layer of Immortal Turning Stage Immortal Turning warriors were instantly killed by Zuo Yu.

At this moment, the people behind had yet to see what was going on, and they were still madly rushing over.

The long spear tasted blood, as if it was emitting a sharp combat intent on its own. Zuo Yu became more and more familiar with it, and his mental state became smoother as well. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride as if he was fighting an army of a thousand men by himself.

Zuo Yu took a step forward, and the spear shadow moved. It was another unique skill of the Coiling Mountain Spear, the Shadow Splitting Thrust. The spear shadow moved like a whip and swept across. Along the way, the crowd fell to the ground.

"En? Die for me." When the scimitar saw that the two Protectors had been killed, it was enraged. It brandished its saber and charged forward. He had also noticed that Zuo Yu's strength might not be stronger than his.

"Humph!" Zhang Dahong was also furious. His men were also killed. Furthermore, he was still thinking about the long spear, so he attacked with his pole.

Zuo Yu's fighting spirit was high. Instead of retreating, he advanced, fighting two people at the same time without any fear.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this moment, the group of people in the back fell down one after another.

"Ah..."

The people who were about to charge forward hurriedly stopped when they saw this. Their faces were pale as they quickly retreated as if they had never intended to attack.

Seeing Zuo Yu and Machete fighting equally, the people from the small gangs looked at each other in dismay, especially those gangs who had just scolded Zuo Yu and even attacked him. At this moment, all of their faces were pale.

Although the people from Machete Alliance and Reliance Gang were afraid, they were still on guard and ready to attack at any moment.

In just a moment, Zuo Yu and the other two had already exchanged dozens of blows.

Zuo Yu waved his spear and forced Zhang Dahong to retreat. Then, he exchanged blows with the curved blade twice. Both of them took two steps back and didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.

Zuo Yu continued to walk forward, "Those who block me, die."

"It's not certain who will die!" The fury of the scimitar had long been forced out. His personality was already very stubborn and crazy. He waved both sabers and attacked.

Zuo Yu's spear moved and the two of them quickly clashed.

"Kill him."

Someone from the Machete Alliance suddenly shouted out loudly, and all of them took the opportunity to attack ___.

Zuo Yu turned his spear and sent a few people flying. However, he was also almost hit by Xue Yong's fast blade. He dodged to the side.

Both of them were fighting very quickly. In an instant, they were far away from each other.

Zhang Dahong's expression kept changing at the back. He clenched and loosened his fists again and again. Finally, he let out a slow sigh. "Retreat!" He was not Zuo Yu's match. It was not that he was weaker than Xue Yong. It was that he was good at strength and speed. The two of them were evenly matched. However, it seemed like Zuo Yu was good at both of them. If he was not careful, he might be killed. He didn't want to take the risk.

His subordinates heaved a sigh of relief.

In the underground palace, Zuo Yu and the scimitar Xue Yong were quickly exchanging blows.

Almost all of the Machete Alliance's elites had died, and their sacrifice had been exchanged for a minor injury on Zuo Yu's arm.

"Kid, you have destroyed my Machete Alliance. I am not your good friend." The curved blade said with hatred, overflowing with killing intent.

"So much nonsense." Zuo Yu snorted lightly, his spear skills becoming more and more proficient.

The scimitar snorted coldly, and its attack became even fiercer.

The two of them exchanged blows very quickly, and their movement techniques were also very fast.

The scimitar was indeed worthy of being a Half-Step Soul Formation Stage expert. His strength was indeed not bad, and his speed was very fast. He had two sabers that attacked and defended very closely. Comparatively speaking, it was indeed more difficult to deal with than Zhang Dahong.

Gradually, the two of them actually fought out of the underground palace and onto the ground.

"Humph!" The scimitar, Xue Yong, gave a muffled groan and retreated a few steps in a sorry state.

Along with the battle, Zuo Yu's realm had already stabilized. His spear skills were getting fiercer and fiercer, and the Heaven Seizing Spell had gradually analyzed the flaws of Xue Yong's twin blades.

Zuo Yu took a step forward and thrust his long spear forward.

Xue Yong roared in anger. As he retreated, he actually managed to stabilize his body. His twin blades were like a whirlwind as they spun around and attacked.

Zuo Yu's long spear rotated like a whip and a dragon spiraling in the air. It directly cut across Xue Yong's shoulder.

Xue Yong ignored the injury on his shoulder. The blade shadow attacked at a rapid speed, and it went straight for Zuo Yu's neck and heart.

When Xue Yong saw that his attack was about to reach, he heard a cracking sound. Zuo Yu's spear changed shape and forcefully pulled him back.

Zuo Yu took a step forward and attacked fiercely. For a moment, Xue Yong was hit and fell back again and again.

Xue Yong roared in anger. However, a machete in his hand was sent flying. In an instant, the black spear shadow also stabbed into his chest. Xue Yong borrowed the force of the machete to block the attack. He stepped back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could spit out the blood, the shadow of the spear flashed and pierced his throat.

"I... I am not willing... I did not kill him last time... You..." Xue Yong grinned sinisterly and said in a ruthless voice.

Zuo Yu's expression was calm. He held the spear with one hand and the spear turned. The horizontal spear pulled him out. At this moment, the long spear was lifted. The storage ring in Xue Yong's hand flew up and fell into his hand.

"There's a treasure." All of a sudden, a clear sound floated by. Zuo Yu was slightly shocked and quickly raised his spear to guard.

However, he saw a colorful little bird flying in the sky. The little bird shook its beautiful wings as if it was filled with surprise. It held the falling storage ring in its mouth and flapped its wings to fly into the distance.