The Prince Of The World Chapter 49: Fragments Of The Blood Monster Sword

All three were the core disciples with great power of the Dahuang Palace. Xuanyuan Yu was a master in the three-level of the Mi realm, and Shui Lingling and Meng Wuyan a little bit lower in the second level.

　　As for the cult, he was only in the first level.

　　It was too much for him to bear the attack of the three at their full power. His body blew in the air, only left to be a patch of b.l.o.o.d.y mist before he could make a miserable sound.

　　"Bro!"

　　"Bro!"

　　Two shadows shot from the valley at the moment the thin middle-aged man died, which made their eyes turning red and igniting their hatred.

　　"Haha. I am Xuanyuan Yu. A Dahuang disciple. You devil. I will kill you!"

　　Winning the first battle, Xuanyuan Yu shouted happily. Wielding the sword, he pointed the tip at the cults, manifesting his greatness.

　　"The disciples of the Dahuang Palace, I want you to die in pain!"

　　These two cults, older than the previous middle-aged man, was also thin.

　　Two shadows pounced upon Xuanyuan Yu.

　　Meng Wuyan and Shui Linglong rushed out to hinder the attack of one of them; the other fought with Xuanyuan Yu.

　　With profound cultivation and great power, the Mi warriors were able to diminish a small hill with one punch. It was a spectacular scene that five masters fighting with each other in the flying sand and stones.

　　Hiding behind, Yan Li was envious and hoping himself to be like them.

　　"Boy, stop watching. Hurry up to the valley and get the fragments!" The Spirit suddenly said.

　　Yan Li came to his senses, carefully bypa.s.sed the five-person battlefield, and rushed to the valley entrance where there was a vigor barrier, but it could not stop him.

　　Under the guide of the Spirit, he broke through the formation effortlessly and entered the valley.

　　There was a huge bluestone temple in the s.p.a.cious valley, and many shackled feeble warriors were working in fields.

Yan Li's appearance attracted the attention of those warriors. Ignoring them, Yan Li ran to the temple directly.

　　"Who are you? How dare you break into the master's bedroom! "

　　Four guards jumped out of the hall and take out their weapons, pointing at Yan Li.

　　"Oops! How come they be Xuan masters! d.a.m.n the sword spirit!"

　　Yan Li could not stop blaming the Spirit for not informing him of the masters in the valley.

Yan Li became slightly anxious, but then pretended to be arrogant, shouting at the four, “I am Yan Li. A Dahuang disciple. Put down your weapons. I won't hurt you, or all of you will die after our core disciples outside succeeded in killing your masters."

　　These four guards, who accidentally went into the Mist Forest, were defeated by the three cults and forced to stay here. Now, as the Dahuang disciples invaded, they hesitated.

　　Yan Li noticed that they were frightened by his words, he then continued to say, "Are you still hesitating? Why? To tell you the truth, one of your three masters died, and the other two cannot resist for a long time. If you do not render your position, none of you will survive after my fellows come in!"

　　"Gongzi Yan, don't kill us. We surrender!"

　　The four people made eye contacts, and decided to put down the weapons, bowing in front of Yan Li.

　　Yan Li smiled, "Well, now, I will give you a chance to redeem yourself. Free the others!"

　　"Yes!"

　　The four men stood up hurriedly and started to cut off the shackles of the victims, while Yan Li went straight into the temple.

　　"To the left!" "

　　The temple was large, but the sword spirit could sense the fragments. He would not go the wrong way under its guidance.

　　Within a short time, he came to a splendid palace. He looked around and became shocked.

In the center, there was a luxurious large bed where two girls were dressed in a layer of mostly transparent white tulle hugging and touching each other.

　　The two girls with rosy cheeks were making some erotic sound, suggesting that they had taken philter.

　　"Where are the fragments?" Hurriedly s.h.i.+fting his focus, Yan Li asked.

　　"Under that bed there's a secret room, and the fragment is in there!" Yan Li felt a little bit strange as soon as he got the answer.

　　"Ah! Under the big bed? " Yan Li said in surprise.

　　"No surprise. Hurry up and move the bed away!" The Spirit was impatient.

　　"Fine."

　　Clutching his teeth, Yan Li came to the bedside. The two girls suddenly stopped what they were doing and looked at him with their watery eyes.

　　For a moment, Yan Li became numb and then he blushed. Though having lived for more than a hundred years, he was always a virgin.

　　In this life, he was so young that he not even touched the skin of a woman. When he was on earth, he had intimate relations.h.i.+ps with the girls who admired him.

　　That was to say, Yan Li never slept with a woman during his two lives.

　　"Handsome boy, come to us, will you?"

　　The two girls were lost in l.u.s.t. They could not control themselves to approach Yan Li as they were fascinated by his masculinity, twisting their snake-like waist.

　　"I am so sorry!"

Yan Li used his palms to hit their necks. They pa.s.sed out.

　　Yan Li flipped as his palms touched the hot and silky skin of the two girls.

　　Controlling the vigor inside him to run through his body, he finally restrained his impulse. Later, he pushed the bed away. Just as the Spirit said, there were stairs down to the cell.

　　Yan Li leaped into it.

　　It was about 100 square meters. Looking around, he was astonished to find that much brick-sized gold occupied the most part of the room.

　　At least hundreds of thousands of ounces.

　　"Boy, hurry up. The fragments are in the wall ahead!" The Spirit sounded excitely.

　　Yan Li walked ahead and found the wall different from others. He knocked on it lightly. It seemed that it was empty inside. He used the Wushuang Sword to cut open the outer wall, and then found a box.

　　Opening the box, he found a blood-colored iron tablets less than five inches lying in the center.

　　"Is this a fragment of the Blood Monster Sword?"

　　"Right! Boy, it is. This is the fragment of the Blood Monster Sword. Let me out right now!” The Spirit was even more excited.

　　He controlled his mind to let it out. The Bladeless Sword came out from the sheath automatically!

　　The Bladeless Sword flew above the fragment and draw it to the sword tip. Shocked, Yan Li saw the fragment integrate into the sword and disappear!

　　"Boy, put me into the Mixed Yuan s.p.a.ce right away!" The Spirit ordered.

　　Yan Li nodded and followed its instruction.

　　He immersed himself in the Mixed Yuan s.p.a.ce and found that the Bladeless Sword exuded exuberant blood-colored light, almost filled the entire s.p.a.ce. He also sensed the blood ubiquitous inside the s.p.a.ce, making him uncomfortable.

　　Yan stopped this immediately. He searched the cell and found more than ten bottles of elixir, five magic stones and a book for a martial arts skill in hidden places.