Immortality Martial Arts: Starting from the Sword Drawing Technique

The cold light dissipated and blood burst out.

The black-clothed grandmaster and the brocade-clothed grandmaster both fell to the ground, with expressions of disbelief on their faces before they died.

Only Grandmaster Yueyang stood proudly on the spot with the magic weapon in hand.

"Sure enough, the two masters couldn't even survive a cup of tea!"

Lin Bei sighed and watched Grandmaster Yueyang dragging the magic weapon towards him.

"Now my physical strength has only recovered less than 10%, and I only have three chances..."

Looking at Grandmaster Yueyang walking towards him while strolling in the courtyard, Lin Bei felt desperate, but still did not give up and planned to risk his life!

Less than 10% of his physical strength has been restored, and his injuries have barely recovered. It is impossible to escape, and he will be overtaken easily.

In this crisis situation, the only way to survive is to fight to the death!

Grandmaster Yueyang's footsteps were silent, but he was approaching Lin Bei step by step.

Ten feet!

Eight feet!

Five feet!

…

When Grandmaster Yueyang came within three feet of Lin Bei, Lin Bei secretly clenched his fists.

However, before he could take action, Grandmaster Yueyang waved his arm.

Throw the magic weapon in your hand towards Lin Bei!

With a flash of cold light, the divine weapon's sharp sword turned into a stream of light, splitting the air in an instant and setting off a roaring wind, heading in the direction of Lin Bei.

Lin Bei was startled at first, and then looked surprised.

There was a "clang" sound from the Divine Weapon's arrival, which penetrated into the ground beneath his feet, making a trembling sound of excitement.

Lin Bei lowered his head and glanced at the Divine Weapon Shenglin at his feet, then raised his head to look at Grandmaster Yueyang standing three feet away, with a look of astonishment and confusion on his face.

"Why...why?"

Lin Bei looked at Grandmaster Yueyang and couldn't help but ask.

Grandmaster Yueyang thought for a while, turned his hand, and summoned a sharp sword from the storage space!

And as this sharp sword appeared, the quasi-divine weapon Shenglin inserted next to Lin Bei suddenly trembled violently and let out a sword roar.

In the end, he even took the initiative to pull out of the ground and circle around Lin Bei, conveying an unspeakable emotion to him.

Lin Bei did not understand this emotion. He only knew that it was a mixture of emotions such as nervousness, excitement, uneasiness, and desire.

However, Lin Bei didn't need Shenglin's emotional transmission, and he showed a surprised expression, looked at the sharp sword in Grandmaster Yueyang's hand, and blurted out: "This is... a quasi-magical weapon!"

Quasi-magical weapon!

The sharp sword in Grandmaster Yueyang's hand is indeed a quasi-magical weapon!

"I didn't expect to see another quasi-magical weapon! No wonder, no wonder..."

Lin Bei looked at the quasi-magical weapon with a hint of surprise, but his face was still full of doubts.

Grandmaster Yueyang seemed to see Lin Bei's doubts, put away the quasi-magical weapon in his hand, and explained: "As the old man of Zhenjian said, luck is an extremely important part in the growth process of a warrior. You are not the only one in this world. There’s an opportunity!”

There are thousands of great warriors, and although only one out of ten will have a chance, there will always be a few.

Obviously, Grandmaster Yueyang is one of them!

This quasi-magical weapon of his was obtained by chance.

And he thought that Lin Bei's quasi-magical weapon was obtained by chance.

Lin Bei did not deny this and continued to listen.

Grandmaster Yueyang continued: "A quasi-magical weapon can enhance the Grandmaster's combat power. You must have already understood this!"

Having said this, he looked at Lin Bei and saw him nodding in agreement.

A large part of the reason why Lin Bei was able to kill several grandmasters was because he held a quasi-divine weapon and relied on the power of the quasi-divine weapon to challenge higher levels.

Of course, he understands this deeply.

"Although I own a quasi-magical weapon, no one can have too much of such a treasure. Originally, I was also greedy for your quasi-magical weapon."

"But because I have a magic weapon in my hand, I am not in a hurry. I can wait patiently and watch the other masters jump out one by one. This is also the reason why I can wait until the end before taking action and be the fisherman."

With one quasi-magical weapon in hand, the other is naturally dispensable.

It's better to have it, it doesn't matter if you don't have it!

Therefore, Grandmaster Yueyang could keep his composure and follow him all the way, knowing that there must be a Grandmaster following Lin Bei like him, but he was not worried at all about being the first to get there.

But the other masters are not like that. On the one hand, they are worried about being left behind.

On the other hand, they are worried that the quasi-magical soldiers will be attacked first by others.

I am so conflicted and tormented mentally that I am unable to remain calm and patiently wait for the opportunity.

After all, whoever captures the quasi-magical weapon first may have the advantage!

In the hands of a grandmaster, the quasi-divine weapon will definitely exert great power. An opponent who might normally be in a deadlock can easily kill the opponent the moment he holds the quasi-divine weapon.

Grandmaster Yueyang has no problem with this aspect at all. On the premise of owning a quasi-magical weapon, if the quasi-magical weapon is taken away by others, he will just give up at worst.

If you have no desires, you will be strong!

All human behavior is governed by desire!

The stronger the desire, the more adventurous the spirit!

Grandmaster Yueyang has the least desire for the divine weapon, so he can hide himself and hold on to the end.

"Originally, I planned to take away your quasi-divine weapon and make it my own if the time was right!"

Grandmaster Yueyang looked at Lin Bei and said in an extremely candid tone.

Hearing this, Lin Bei frowned and became more confused: "Then why did you change your mind?"

Grandmaster Yueyang returned the quasi-divine weapon to him, obviously not planning to kill him, or even snatch the quasi-divine weapon.

This undoubtedly puzzled Lin Bei.

Grandmaster Yueyang laughed and turned his attention to Lin Bei: "The reason is simple, because you are more valuable than a quasi-magical weapon!"

I am more valuable than a quasi-divine soldier...

Lin Bei asked tentatively: "Do you want to send me to the Sun family?"

However, Grandmaster Yueyang shook his head: "The Millennium Family is too arrogant. Even if I tie you up and send you to the Sun Family, I may not be able to get corresponding benefits."

"What's more, the disciples of the Sun family are arrogant and domineering. I have killed several disciples of the Sun family. It's better not to come into the sight of the Sun family."

"But once I give you to the Sun family, the senior officials of the Sun family will definitely investigate me. By then, I am afraid that I will not be able to hide the fact that I killed the disciples of the Sun family from the Sun family."

People in the arena involuntarily.

The Sun family has many disciples, and they act arrogantly and domineeringly. Many warriors dare to be angry but dare not speak out.

Facing the Sun family disciples who are unwilling to give up, it is best to strike first and eliminate them quietly before offending them.

Grandmaster Yueyang is one of them.

He is well aware of the arrogance of the children of these aristocratic families, so once they have the tendency to offend the other party, he will strike with lightning to kill them and eliminate possible disasters.

Grandmaster Yueyang, who was responsible for the lives of several disciples of the Sun family, naturally did not want to deal with the Sun family.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Bei had a vague suspicion in his heart, but he still asked.

Grandmaster Yueyang chuckled lightly, put his hands behind his back, and said leisurely: "The value I talk about is your own value! Genius is not valuable, and there are always many geniuses who have fallen in this world."

"But I witnessed with my own eyes that you, with your cultivation level of the ninth level of Dragon Vein, relied on a quasi-magical weapon to fight fiercely with five grandmasters, killing four grandmasters one after another and seriously injuring one grandmaster."

"This kind of achievement makes me ashamed and beyond reach!"