ESK :: Volume #7

#700: at daggers drawn


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After short dreariness, in crowd in an uproar! 短暂的沉寂之后,人群中一片哗然! cultivator that waits and sees in the , is also the sound of calling out in alarm rises from all directions! 在附近观望的修士,也是惊呼之声四起! Hiss! Unexpectedly is he!” “嘶!竟然是他!” Su Zimo? That Divine Phoenix Island evildoer/monstrous talent?” 苏子墨?那个神凰岛妖孽?” Hears a while ago, he starts the beast tide, gave the slaughter in ancient battlefield ancient city Colored Glaze Palace, Colored Glaze Palace was annihilated, only then minority cultivator escaped!” “听说前阵子,他发动兽潮,把琉璃宫上古战场的一座古城都给屠了,琉璃宫全军覆没,只有少数修士逃了出来!” „!” “啊!” I called Su Zimo. 我叫苏子墨 The cloud poor business conditions that said are light. 说的云淡风轻。 Also nothing daring, spoken language of being arrogant and conceited. 也没有什么气吞山河,目空一切的言语。 But actually deters the audience! 但却震慑全场! The Su Zimo three characters, are the biggest imposing manners! 苏子墨三个字,就是最大的气势! At least in this middle level ancient battlefield, this name, is more fearful than any Super Sect! 至少在这中级上古战场中,这个名字,比任何超级宗门都要可怕! Corpse Refining Cult Situ Shi and Primordial Sect's Nie Hao two people, after hearing this name, is expression slightly changed, the pupil contracted, the look is dignified. 炼尸教司徒师混元宗的聂浩两人,听到这个名字之后,也是神色微变,瞳孔收缩了一下,神色凝重起来。 Leng Ming frowns greatly, vision gloomy and cold. 冷冥大皱眉头,目光阴冷。 If, Su Zimo is called small role, perhaps that others can only be called the waste. 如果说,苏子墨都被称为‘小角色’,那其他人恐怕只能称为废物了。 Raised head to look at the day, staying out Wind Thunder Temple Xu Cheng lowers the head slowly, is narrowing the eyes, stubbornly stares at Su Zimo, in the eye pupil has the thunder glittering faintly! 就连原本仰头望天,置身事外的风雷殿徐成都缓缓低下头来,眯着双眼,死死的盯着苏子墨,眼眸中隐隐有雷光闪烁! Su Zimo? Twin phenomenon?” 苏子墨?双生异象?” In the eye of Xu Cheng, reveals one to ponder. 徐成的眼中,流露出一丝玩味。 Originally, the Little Fatty nine people by several thousand cultivator surrounding, the imposing manner were been weak, as if momentarily attacked skeleton not saves. 原本,小胖子九个人被数千修士包围,气势微弱,似乎随时都会被冲击的尸骨无存。 But after Su Zimo opens the mouth, qi field that around these nine people forms, may with surrounding several thousand cultivator, three big sect confront to contend unexpectedly, does not drop the wind! 但当苏子墨开口之后,这九个人周围形成的气场,竟然可与周围数千位修士,三大宗门对峙抗衡,不落下风! In ancient battlefield, the Su Zimo's ominous name, is next to Di Yin! 上古战场中,苏子墨的凶名,仅次于帝胤 senior brother, this is the small role that you said that your tone is really big.” 师兄,这就是你说的小角色,你的口气真大啊。” Sees the imposing manner to reverse, Little Fatty is also relaxed, grinning saying. 眼看着气势逆转,小胖子也轻松下来,笑嘻嘻的说道。 The Leng Ming look is gloomy, does not pay attention to Little Fatty, but turns the head to look to Su Zimo, holds the fist in the other hand slightly, sinking sound said: „The fellow daoist Su given name, has hearing below early, today sees, really lives up to reputation.” 冷冥神色阴沉,不去理会小胖子,而是转头看向苏子墨,微微抱拳,沉声道:“苏道友的大名,在下早有耳闻,今日一见,果然名不虚传。” The Su Zimo look is indifferent, simply has not paid attention. 苏子墨神色淡然,根本没有理会。 killing intent in Leng Ming heart emerges, in the surface hollow laugh, said again: fellow daoist Su, this is the battle between my Tomb Sect disciples, so long as you are willing to stand by, stays out, must have the return below!” 冷冥心中的杀机涌现,面上却干笑一声,再度说道:“苏道友,这是我墓宗弟子之间的争斗,只要你肯袖手旁观,置身事外,在下必有回报!” Oh?” ?” The Su Zimo brow selects, asked back: I want Yellow Springs Chart, do you give me?” 苏子墨眉头一挑,反问道:“我想要黄泉图,你给我么?” Hahaha!” 哈哈哈哈!” This time is one's turn Little Fatty and the others to laugh. 这次轮到小胖子等人哈哈大笑。 Leng Ming took a deep breath, depresses the heart anger, restrains the mood, said with a smile: Fellow Daoist chatted, Yellow Springs Chart is my Tomb Sect most precious object, I am impossible to give you. Except Yellow Springs Chart, the treasure in this big grave, no matter what you choose!” 冷冥深吸一口气,压下心头怒火,克制住情绪,强笑道:“道友说笑了,黄泉图是我墓宗至宝,我不可能给你。除去黄泉图,这大墓中的宝物,任你挑选!” This is not good!” “这不行!” Has not waited for Su Zimo to speak, nearby Xu Cheng stand, breaks, saying that it coldly: Big grave «Purple Lightning Secret Art» in must give me!” 没等苏子墨说话,旁边的徐成站出来,将其打断,冷冷的说道:“大墓中的《紫电诀》必须给我!” Su Zimo maintains composure. 苏子墨不动声色。 „The inheritance of Thunder Sovereign, there is a part in Wind Thunder Temple. Naturally, Wind Thunder Temple is not the Thunder Sovereign foundation, but is the Thunder Sovereign disciple creates. This «Purple Lightning Secret Art», is cultivation technique that in Wind Thunder Temple lacks.” 雷皇的传承,有一部分在风雷殿中。当然,风雷殿并非是雷皇创建的,而是雷皇弟子所创。这部《紫电诀》,就是风雷殿中缺少的一部功法。” Lin Xuanji revolves one type to send greetings into the dense method, the sound resounds in the Su Zimo's mind. 林玄机运转一种传音入密的法门,声音在苏子墨的脑海中响起。 Su Zimo nods. 苏子墨点点头。 Xu Cheng looks at Su Zimo and the others, suddenly said: This cultivation technique in whose hand, so long as you hand over, I can withdraw from this battle!” 徐成看着苏子墨等人,突然说道:“这部功法在谁的手里,只要你们交出来,我可以退出这场争斗!” slow brother, you......” “徐兄,你……” The Leng Ming look changes, just opened the mouth, was waved to break by Xu Cheng. 冷冥神色一变,刚刚开口,就被徐成挥手打断。 Xu Cheng light saying: I want «Purple Lightning Secret Art», other I am not interested!” 徐成淡淡的说道:“我只要《紫电诀》,其余我根本不感兴趣!” Even Leng Ming shrewd is deep, this time complexion, still becomes extremely ugly. 就算冷冥城府再深,此时的脸色,也变得极为难看。 Little Fatty sneers saying: Originally this is the senior brother personal connection, I experienced, fierce fierce.” 小胖子冷笑道:“原来这就是师兄的人脉,我见识到了,厉害厉害。” „Does no one hand over «Purple Lightning Secret Art»?” “没有人交出《紫电诀》么?” Wait a minute, sees no one to respond, in the eye pupil of Xu Cheng, is glittering crackle and rattle thunder light, killing intent greatly rises! 等一会儿,见没有人回应,徐成的眼眸中,闪烁着噼里啪啦的雷光,杀意大盛 Xu Cheng cold sound said: If no one hands over, I can only believe, some people harbor cultivation technique that my Wind Thunder Temple loses, when executes!” 徐成寒声道:“如果没人交出来,我就只能认为,有人私藏我风雷殿遗失的功法,当诛!” «Purple Lightning Secret Art» in my hands, wanted words......” “《紫电诀》在我手中,想要的话……” Su Zimo light saying: Takes.” 苏子墨淡淡的说道:“来拿。” The simple two characters, make cultivator that this nearby surrounds feel stimulated, the blood ebullition. 简简单单的两个字,却让这附近围观的修士感觉到一阵亢奋,血液沸腾。 This was wants hardly just!” “这是要硬刚了!” Perhaps these two Heaven Chosen to, wanted war of the startled day, don’t tell me saying that the struggle of Phenomenon List does need to perform ahead of time?” “这两位天骄对上,恐怕要有一场惊天之战,难道异象榜之争要提前上演?” Sees this, in the Leng Ming heart the great happiness. 看到这一幕,冷冥心中大喜。 This seriously is the joy after sorrow. 这当真是柳暗花明。 If some really people show weakness, hands over «Purple Lightning Secret Art», the present aspect, who wins who lost/carrying unknown. 若是真有人示弱,交出《紫电诀》,眼下的局面,谁胜谁负还是未知。 But now, Xu Cheng can only stand him! 但如今,徐成只能站在他这边! Under this is in the glare of the public eye, knew perfectly well that «Purple Lightning Secret Art» in the Su Zimo's hand, the reason that Xu Cheng retreats continually does not have, can only choose to act! 在这众目睽睽之下,明知《紫电诀》在苏子墨的手中,徐成连退走的理由都没有,只能选择出手! Good, good, good!” “好,好,好!” Xu Cheng nods again and again, is staring at Su Zimo, in the eye fighting intent is billowing, the aura increases unceasingly, said slowly: „, I also want to forgive your one time, when Myriad Shapes City, fights with you again, contend!” 徐成连连点头,盯着苏子墨,眼中战意滚滚,气息不断攀升,缓缓说道:“原本,我还想饶你一次,等到万象城,再与你争锋,一较高下!” Now, since yourself court death, that also no wonder I!” “如今,既然你自己找死,那也就怪不得我了!” A word does not gather, at daggers drawn, the war is ready to be set off! 一言不合,剑拔弩张,大战一触即发! Yo.” “呦呵。” Outside the crowd broadcasts the sound that teased together. 人群外传来一道戏谑的声音。 Is so lively, I also want to come to collect.” “这么热闹,我也想过来凑凑。” As this sound remembers, Corpse Refining Cult, Primordial Sect and Wind Thunder Temple cultivator, is ordinary like the avoidance plague, withdraws hastily, give away a channel, for fear that evades it less. 随着这道声音想起,炼尸教混元宗风雷殿修士,如同躲避瘟疫一般,连忙后撤,让出一条通道,唯恐避之不及。 One team of cultivator walked slowly. 一队修士缓缓走了进来。 These cultivator wears the quiet blue long gown, is the person of head shoulders both hands, the manner is frivolous, is licking the scarlet tongue, walked. 这些修士均是身着幽蓝色长袍,为首之人背负双手,神态轻浮,舔着猩红色的舌头,走了进来。 One of five big heretic path, Poison Sect! 五大左道之一,毒门 In Poison Sect, on each cultivator's, brings variously, five spend eight gates deadly poison, stains one type, was easy to lose the life! 毒门之中,每个修士的身上,都带着各种各样,五花八门剧毒,沾上一种,就容易丢了性命! Poison Sect Seven Extremities, is ominous illustrious. 毒门七绝,更是凶名赫赫。 Whatever your cultivation base is deep, Poison Sect Seven Extremities, is difficult to escape dies! 任凭你修为多深,中了毒门七绝,都是难逃一死! These Poison Sect cultivator only then more than 100 individuals, but makes Corpse Refining Cult, Primordial Sect and Wind Thunder Temple cultivator be thrown into confusion, evades to draw back. 这些毒门修士只有一百多个人,但却让炼尸教混元宗风雷殿修士阵脚大乱,纷纷避退。 Xu Cheng looks is the youth of head, knits the brows slightly, the sinking sound asked: Du Ren, where are you stand?” 徐成看着为首的青年,微微皱眉,沉声问道:“杜仁,你是站哪边的?” Lin Xuanji as if thought of anything, a mean appearance, said to Su Zimo low voice: I guessed, should be asks you to seek revenge.” 林玄机似乎想到了什么,一副幸灾乐祸的样子,对苏子墨小声说道:“我猜测,应该是来找你寻仇的。” Su Zimo is not accidental/surprised. 苏子墨毫不意外。 20 years ago, on low level ancient battlefield, because Xiaoning is poisoned, was nearly killed, he is in a rage, all extinguished in the ancient battlefield influence Poison Sect! 二十年前,在初级上古战场上,因为小凝中毒,险些丧命,他一怒之下,将毒门上古战场的势力全都灭了! Calls makes Du Ren cultivator to feel the chin, asked something already known: „The Leng Ming fellow daoist, heard that you did encounter the problem?” 唤作‘杜仁’的修士摸着下巴,明知故问道:“冷冥道友,听说你们遇到麻烦了?” „.” Leng Ming also touches does not permit the Du Ren thoughts. “正是。”冷冥也摸不准杜仁的心思。 Du Ren said with a smile: I can stand you, but, the treasure in big grave, I must slice!” 杜仁笑道:“我可以站在你这边,不过,大墓中的宝物,我要分一杯羹!” Good!” “好!” The Leng Ming great happiness, said hastily: This is natural, so long as the fellow daoist chooses to help me, the treasure in big grave, must have fellow daoist one!” 冷冥大喜,连忙说道:“这是自然,只要道友选择帮我,大墓中的宝物,少不了道友一份!” Du Ren turns the head slowly, looks to Su Zimo, the vision hatred, grins to say with a smile: Su Zimo, but also remembers for 20 years ago, you in that named Du Kai in ancient battlefield kills ‚’ Poison Sect cultivator?” 杜仁缓缓转头,看向苏子墨,目光怨毒,咧嘴笑道:“苏子墨,还记得二十年前,你在上古战场中杀的一位叫‘杜开’的毒门修士么?” I am his elder brother, today takes your life!” “我是他哥,今日就来取你性命!” The Du Ren smile, seems the malicious ghost in Hell, making one be afraid. 杜仁的笑容,好似地狱中的恶鬼,令人不寒而栗。 The Su Zimo look is tranquil, carries Blood Quenched Blade from storage bag directly, nods, said: You come just right, I one and killed!” 苏子墨神色平静,直接从储物袋中拎出血淬刀,点了点头,道:“那你来得正好,我一并杀了!” ( This chapter ends) (本章完)
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