Chapter 239：

"call out!"

A silver sword light like a wandering dragon suddenly shot out from the sleeves of the bald old man.

Looking closely, in that sword light, there is a silver flying sword, no matter its aura, shape, appearance, it is almost the same as the Yang-carved magic sword, but the color is different.

"Jiu Jiu!" "Jiu Mi!"

The two flying swords collided excitedly and rubbed each other a few times.

Immediately, the silver flying sword was also carried by the Yang-cut magic sword, and flew back to Chen Qingyu's side, circling and flying around him affectionately.

"This?!"

The bald old man was shocked, and when he saw the reaction of the silver flying sword, the veins on his forehead jumped:

"you you!!"

He pointed at the silver flying sword, and said in shock:

"what are you doing?"

"Come back to me soon!"

He shouted angrily and wanted to let the silver flying sword fly back by himself.

However:

The silver flying sword seemed to be somewhat resisting, and it was still hovering beside Chen Qingyu, paired with the golden flying sword, refusing to leave.

"you you……"

The bald old man immediately turned black, and was so angry that he trembled all over, and his whole body trembled.

"This……"

The patriarch of the Wang clan and others behind him were immediately stunned, and couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.

what is this?

Face slap upgrade?

The artifact of our ancestors, not only abandoned their younger generation, but also pulled his partner, another artifact of the ancestors defected?

What kind of magic does this Chen Shaojun have on his body, so that all the magic soldiers of the town family have been bewitched like this?

"Crazy, crazy..."

An elder of the Wang clan, muttering to himself, filled with confusion.

"Enough! Come back!"

The bald old man finally couldn't bear it any longer. A brilliance bloomed all over his body, and he played a magic trick.

"Buzz!"

The silver flying sword vibrated slightly, struggled for a while, and finally reluctantly rubbed against Chen Qingyu, turned into a dragon sword light, and flew back into the bald old man's sleeve robe.

"Ok?!"

Chen Qingyu's heart moved slightly.

The moment he came into contact with the yin-engraved sword, he clearly felt a will that was different from the yang-engraved sword.

The yin-engraved magic sword contains more will to inherit and protect, and it is completely different from simply pursuing a stronger yang-engraved magic sword.

"It seems that these two swords should be a pair, both of which are Wang Jue's divine weapons, representing different aspects of him."

A guess appeared in Chen Qingyu's heart.

"Chen boy, let you see a joke!"

The bald old man calmed his breath and said solemnly:

"But it's time for this farce to end!"

"I made it clear that it is impossible for you to take away my Wang family's magic weapon like this!"

"Is it?"

Chen Qingyu raised his eyebrows and said lightly:

"So, Mr. Wang is going to go back on his word?"

Even if he was facing a supreme elder at the level of a supreme power, he did not have the slightest fear.

"You think too much."

The bald old man slowly opened his mouth and said:

"My generation of sword cultivators seeks to understand the mind. It is not worthwhile to abandon the mind for a magic sword."

After speaking, he paused for a while, and then said:

"But this yang-carved magic sword is my Wang family's magic weapon after all. It's impossible for me to do nothing and let you get it so easily!"

"And our surnamed Wang, if we want something, we have to rely on the sword in our hand to grab it."

"So, on behalf of the Wang family, I decided to take a gamble with you!"

"If you win, you can leave with the Yang-Carved Magic Sword and an extra gift."

"If you lose, you have to keep the Yang-Carved Magic Sword!"

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he pouted:

"I am not interested."

The purpose of his coming to Liangshan has been achieved, and he is too lazy to play with the old guys of the Wang family.

Anyway, the magic sword is in his hands, as long as he doesn't gamble, who can take him?

"Chen Xiaozi, don't rush to refuse!"

The bald old man smiled:

"I'll give you a condition that you can't refuse!"

Chen Qingyu's expression changed, and he asked casually:

"What conditions?"

The bald old man smiled slightly:

"Sage King Chen Liu, how about a treasure left by himself?"

"what?"

Chen Qingyu was shocked when he heard the words:

"Senior is this true?!"

You must know that they are often the Luo Chen clan, but they are descendants of the blood of the Holy King Chen Liu!

Before Sage King Chenliu was enthroned, almost everything was left in the Chen family, how could a treasure flow out?

"Of course it's true!"

The bald old man said slowly;

"You don't have to doubt the origin of this treasure, but it certainly wasn't stolen from your Chen family."

"Believe me, although we don't know the specific purpose of this thing, it must have a special significance for you Chen Clan."

"This……"

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, his expression was a little hesitant:

"Then how do I know that the things the seniors took out to gamble, wouldn't it be a piece of clothes, a jade pendant, etc. left by King Chen Liu?"

Taking the cultivation of King Chenliu as an example:

Anything he left behind must be a first-class treasure.

But such a thing is almost useless to the Chang Luo Chen Clan, and it can't be compared with the Yang-carved magic sword.

"You stinky boy, your suspicion is really serious."

The bald old man said impatiently:

"I've said it before, that thing must be very important to your Chen family."

"Furthermore, in case you really won the gamble and took the treasure home but thought it was not worth it, you are welcome to come back and replace it at any time!"

"As soon as the old man speaks, it's hard to chase after the horse!"

Chapter 284 Divine Soul Sword, Cliff Fighting

"This……"

Chen Qingyu only hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Okay! I promise!"

For him, although the Yang-Carved Magic Sword was important, it was not particularly important.

Having lost this "Liangshan Sword Saint" Wang Jue's natal divine weapon, he still has other opportunities to obtain a powerful divine sword.

But the chance to obtain the treasure of the Chenliu Saint King treasured in Wang's hands is probably only once.

If it weren't for this time, he had pushed the Wang family so much that the elders too had to come forward, and he might not have the chance to come into contact with such secrets.

The treasure left by Saint King Chenliu is more important to him and the Chen family, and it is absolutely not to be missed!

As for a gambling fight, he is not afraid at all.

There are only two kinds of gambling that Wang can propose, either fighting the law or fighting the sword.

If it is a fight, he asks himself that under the Divine Treasure Realm, no one can match, unless the Wang family is completely shameless and sends out the power of the Divine Treasure Realm.

However, this kind of behavior of bullying the small, naturally Chen shi came forward for him.

And if it is a sword fight, the magic of the sword soul of the "Nine Prisons Heavenly Xing Sword" is simply beyond what any outsider can imagine, and he also has the certainty of victory!

"Good! It's really refreshing!"

The bald old man laughed and said:

"Then it's a deal!"

Chen Qingyu nodded slightly and said:

"How are the seniors going to gamble?"

"It's simple."

The bald old man said:

"I've already said that everything I want from the people of the Wang family must be captured with the sword in my hand!"

After speaking, he stared at Chen Qingyu and said:

"Chen Xiaozi, I don't care if you really cheated, but being able to activate the Yang-Carved Magic Sword is enough to prove that you either have amazing kendo skills, or you have other means, but you can't get rid of kendo!"

"My Wang family, I want to fight swords with you! Do you dare?"

When Chen Qingyu heard the words, he laughed loudly:

"Why don't you dare?!"

"good!"

The bald old man acted resolutely and immediately said:

"It can't be too late, decide the ownership of this yang-carved magic sword today!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the Wang clan chief, and ordered:

"Go and prepare the 'Shen Qi Cliff Terrace'!"

"This……"

Hearing the words, the Wang clan's face changed slightly, and he was a little hesitant.

"Old Ancestor, do you have to think about it again..."

"What is the mother-in-law doing?"