chapter 9 Brother, your sword

The saw-toothed tiger fell down after being hit on the head by the coming beasts, and its vitality quickly disappeared.

Nafastus Brian, who was feeling full and comfortable all over his body, looked a little dazed.

When he practiced privately, he also performed the Hundred Beasts Coming to Us.

Today, the beasts came to court, which made him a little confused. They were obviously a set of fierce punches. But when he finally used it, he felt that what he was swinging was not a fist, but an unsheathed sword, with unparalleled sharpness!

Boxing? Swordsmanship?

Is it because of that painting? The mysterious picture that says, There is a tiger in my heart and I am sniffing the roses.

Somehow, Nafastus Brian felt that the Tiger Fist he was practicing was completely different from its basic boxing identity.

To understand the mystery, we need to study the scroll more after we go back.

The tiger in the scroll becomes more mysterious when you think about it carefully.

Facing the saw-toothed tiger that had given birth to demonic aura, he originally had no chance of winning if it weren't for the tiger's charm in his mind.

Invisibly, it helped him offset the evil spirit of the saw-toothed tiger, otherwise it would be difficult to say whether he would win.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light and it disappeared.

Nafastus Brian caught this light keenly and turned around to see, but there was a faint light coming out of the Sawtooth Tiger's chest.

"Neidan?"

The inner elixir can only be born in the body of a monster, and not all monsters have it.

But as long as the inner elixir is born, the monster will break through its own shackles and can continue to break through like a warrior.

For example, the Sawtooth Tiger, no matter how powerful it is, is close to the strength of the fifth level of martial arts.

If it gave birth to an inner elixir, it would be extraordinary, and it could break through the fifth level, the sixth level... or even the tenth level of martial arts.

Nafastus Brian took a breath of cold air and said in a deep voice: "If I don't kill this sawtooth tiger today, it is very likely that a demon king will be born in the Hengyun Mountains in the future!"

The Sawtooth Tiger must have swallowed the spiritual fruit, and then by chance, the rare inner elixir was born.

Bang bang bang!

Nafastus Brian's heart couldn't help but beat loudly.

Even if it is just the inner elixir of a half-demon beast, the value of this inner elixir is immeasurable.

The monster materials obtained in the past three days are worthless compared to this inner elixir.

Without any time to think, Nafastus Brian took out his dagger, broke open the sawtooth tiger's chest and took out the inner elixir.

After the inner elixir leaves the body, the light disappears and it looks slightly ordinary.

But when Nafastus Brian holds it in his hand, he can clearly feel the surging spiritual power contained in it.

After carefully putting away the inner elixir, Nafastus Brian did not rush to dispose of the Sawtooth Tiger's body.

When he came to the tree a hundred meters away, he looked at the old sword stuck in the tree, with a look of shame on his face.

As a swordsman, it is the greatest humiliation to be unable to hold a sword.

Whoops! Whoops!

Just as he put the sword into its sheath, Nafastus Brian heard the sound of rapid footsteps.

Listening to the footsteps, there are many people coming.

Thinking of the inner elixir hidden in his chest, Nafastus Brian secretly thought that something was wrong. It would be terrible if someone discovered it.

Whoosh!

Before Nafastus Brian could make a move, this group of people hurried over, all wearing Qingyun Sect costumes.

After taking a quick look, Nafastus Brian found that he still had some impressions of that person.

I remembered that it was Atrumus Frank, an outer disciple, who had asked Nafastus Brian to take care of his sword in the past.

"It's really a monster. Looking at the knife edge of the corpse, is there an inner elixir?"

Atrumus Frank had good eyesight, and he could tell that the Sawtooth Tiger had an inner elixir just from the opening of Nafastus Brian knife.

But what surprised Nafastus Brian was that after this group of people arrived, they glanced at Nafastus Brian and ignored them.

Looking around, Atrumus Frank said: "It seems that this person must have been seriously injured. After taking the inner elixir, he didn't even want the precious monster corpse."

"Senior brother Frank, do you want to chase me?"

"There's not much chance. Let's ask first."

Atrumus Frank eyes fell on Nafastus Brian, as if he had just noticed him now, and said directly: "You came early, did you see anyone?"

Nafastus Brian was stunned for a moment and then understood.

It turns out that Atrumus Frank never thought that he would be the one to kill the monster.

That's right, in his eyes, he is still a sword slave, how could he be the opponent of Sawtooth Tiger.

Before the fight, Nafastus Brian did not expect that he would kill the Sawtooth Tiger.

"No."

Nafastus Brian answered calmly, with no panic on his face.

"You're a piece of trash, get out of here."

Seeing that Nafastus Brian was showing no value, a look of contempt flashed in Atrumus Frank eyes, and he waved his hand and scolded.

What Nafastus Brian wished for was that Atrumus Frank alone had the fifth level of martial arts cultivation, and the others were at least the fourth level of martial arts.

With his own strength, he has no chance of winning in front of this group of people.

"etc!"

After taking two steps, Atrumus Frank stopped Nafastus Brian and threw the sword in his hand over.

rub!

The scabbard was firmly inserted on the ground, and the sword body trembled slightly.

Atrumus Frank said unceremoniously: "It's better to come here than to come by chance. Just wear my sword here and take good care of it, so that I don't have to go to Xijian Pavilion again."

"Sorry, I am no longer a sword slave, please forgive me, Senior brother Frank."

"There's so much nonsense. I won't let you work in vain. I'll give you some of this monster corpse later."

Nafastus Brian was slightly angry. He was the one who killed the Sawtooth Tiger, and all the materials on it belonged to him. This Atrumus Frank was really deceiving others.

"Haha, this sword slave is still angry. Senior brother, do you want to give him a good beating?"

"Back then I was washing the sword slave, just like my grandson, but now I really think I've turned over."

"Hehe, I bet if this was Crystara Derek's sword, this little sword slave would definitely kneel down and lick it."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The original owner Nafastus Brian secret love for Crystara Derek was unknown to everyone in the sect, and it was brought up at this moment.

It has always been the biggest joke of the sect.

When Crystara Derek was mentioned, everyone present laughed in unison.

Atrumus Frank teased: "Nafastus Brian, be good. Senior brother doesn't have the habit of bullying others casually. If I beat you up, your reputation will be bad. I'll take care of my sword for senior brother. When I see Senior sister Derek in the future, I will do the same." Please say something nice."

"Hahaha!"

There was another burst of laughter. Nafastus Brian looked expressionless as he looked at the faces that were mocking wantonly.

Suddenly my heart moved and I thought of something.

Nafastus Brian took two steps forward and pulled out Atrumus Frank's sword with a clang.

Sisi!

The sword trembled, and a smell of blood came out. The sword is two fingers wide and has a wave-like cloud pattern on the glass. At first glance, it looks like a fine product that has been refined over time.

The chip on the sword's blade should have been left by the fighting over the past few days, but it still couldn't hide its sharpness.

Occasionally, there is a flash of cold light, which makes people palpitate.

What a sword!

This sword is several levels better than the blue steel sword that the sect is equipped with. It is not a mysterious weapon, but it is not much different.

"Be careful. This sword of mine is very expensive. It took me more than half a year's savings to get it with great difficulty..."

Talking about his sword, Atrumus Frank showed a trace of pride on his face and his eyes were hot.

Click!

Before he finished speaking, the sword in Nafastus Brian's hand suddenly shattered and exploded into large and small pieces.

The smile on Atrumus Frank face froze instantly, as if a piece of flesh had fallen from his heart, and he was so painful that he could not speak.

The other outer disciples were dumbfounded at the same time.

Sure enough... the three broken swords in the weapons pavilion were not a coincidence.

"Senior brother, it seems that all you saved for most of the year was just a fake sword."

Nafastus Brian held the bare hilt of the sword, a little regretful, and said sincerely.

"My Yun...wen...sword!"

Atrumus Frank shouted with a lung-breaking hiss, his eyes were blood red, as if he wanted to eat Nafastus Brian, and his lips were trembling.

This sword is almost as close to his heart to him.

In order to collect money, he spent more than half a year to buy this cloud pattern sword.

To be precise, he just got this sword, less than half a month ago.

In Nafastus Brian hands, it was broken into pieces for no reason. You can imagine how painful it was.

"I'll kill you sword slave!"

Atrumus Frank was furious and walked towards Nafastus Brian step by step. The momentum of the fifth level of martial arts came like a strong wind.

Nafastus Brian was slightly shocked. Atrumus Frank strength was indeed extraordinary.

Judging from this momentum, he is probably at the peak of the fifth level, only one step away from the sixth level of martial arts.

But he didn't panic and counted silently in his mind.

Roar!

When the count reached three, a dull roar came from the distance. Along with the roar, there was also a thick demonic aura, and the strong wind derived from the demonic aura kept beating the surrounding trees.

"Monster!"

The expressions of Atrumus Frank and the other outer disciples suddenly changed. Judging from the thick demonic aura, they must be monsters.

Damn it!

It must be the corpse of the Sawtooth Tiger that attracted other monsters. This is a great supplement to other monsters.

It's all my fault for this sword slave, not only for destroying my sword, but also for delaying his time in taking away the sawtooth tiger's body in time.

"Little Sword Slave, I will spare you for today."

Atrumus Frank left a word and left in a hurry. He did not dare to risk his life to fight the monster.

"Brother, your sword."

Nafastus Brian reached out and threw the bare hilt of the sword towards Atrumus Frank.

Atrumus Frank habitually took it and took a look. He was so angry that he almost fell down.

Anger filled his heart, and he wanted to turn around on the spot, but his reason still allowed him to hold back.