Immortality Martial Arts: Starting from the Sword Drawing Technique

Seeing the smile on Lin Bei's lips and the expected expression on his face, the Kowloon Sect Master and the young man in white couldn't help but frown.

Especially the leader of the Kowloon Sect, he felt as if he had eaten a fly.

"I didn't expect you to have a quasi-magical weapon!"

After a moment of discomfort, the leader of the Nine Dragons Sect fell on the divine weapon in Lin Bei's hand, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

Even the young man in white was obviously surprised when he looked at Lin Bei. Greed flashed in his eyes and he quickly restrained himself. He was not as eager as the leader of the Kowloon Sect.

"You two, please don't waste your time in front of me, lest the first person snatch all the treasures away!"

Lin Bei didn't take the two men's actions seriously and reminded them instead.

He had already expected that the two would ambush in the tomb, and he even did not hesitate to expose the quasi-magical soldiers to be on guard.

At this moment, he broke the two people's sneak attack plan, but he smiled.

He is not afraid of the Nine Dragons Sect Master and the young man in white, but the situation in the Thief King's tomb is currently unknown, and there may be many traps, so it is better not to deal with them in a hurry.

Let the two of them clear the way for him first.

He didn't take the Nine Dragons Sect Master seriously, but the young man in white made him feel a little bit dangerous.

Come to think of it, this person might really be Si Tianjian!

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the two of them also knew that they could not do anything to Lin Bei, who had a quasi-magical weapon in his hand.

"Walk!"

The leader of the Nine Dragons Sect snorted coldly, turned around and left with his men.

The young man in white also turned around and walked towards the depths of the tomb with a smile on his face.

However, although the two of them were walking in front, they always kept a part of their minds on guard against Lin Bei, fearing that he would sneak up from behind.

Lin Bei smiled faintly at this, and casually stood behind them like admiring flowers, taking the initiative to distance themselves from the two of them.

He looked at the environment of the tomb and found that the stone bricks of the tomb were extremely thick and extremely difficult to destroy even by the Grandmaster. The color was blue-gray and it was cold and empty. Except for the footsteps of the Nine Dragons Sect Master and others in front of him, it seemed quite silent. , only a few echoes, inaudible.

Lin Bei noticed that except for the passage a few feet away from the entrance of the cave, which was a little damp, the rest of the place remained dry.

"It's really strange to bury the tomb under the Hongjiang River and block the water of the river. Rumor has it that the King of Thieves not only steals things from the living, but also doesn't let go of the dead..."

Lin Bei clicked his tongue in surprise.

In addition to stealing things from the living sect forces, the King of Thieves occasionally engages in tomb robberies, and he also knows a lot about Feng Shui and Dragon Hunting.

Along the long passage, all the way forward, after walking for about ten feet, the vision suddenly opened up.

A stretch of sand six to seven feet in diameter came into view.

"A patch of sand! What is this for?"

Someone asked curiously.

"Look, there are a lot of bones on it!"

"Hiss! There are so many bones, at least hundreds of people died here!"

"Could it be that the former intruders died here?"

"It doesn't look like it. Many of these bones have never been exercised. They are slender and fragile. They don't look like the remains of warriors."

"It is very likely that the person who built this tomb was left here forever by the owner of the tomb because he knew the mechanism of this tomb."

The warriors of Jiulongmen started chattering and stopped in front of the sand, waiting for the order from the sect master.

"It seems that this tomb should be designed by the owner of the tomb himself. If this tomb is really the tomb of the King of Thieves, it is normal for the coolies who built the tomb to be buried in the tomb."

Lin Bei also looked at the sandy ground where the bones were exposed, and began to ponder in his heart.

Building tombs has been a dead end since ancient times.

In order to prevent these builders who knew the design and structure of the tomb from calling their friends to steal the tomb after they went out, the best way was to let them die directly in the tomb.

"However, in addition to the coolies who built the tomb, there may also be some intruders buried here, so it's better to be careful..."

The young man in white held the compass in his hand and said while calculating: "There should be a formation here. Send a few people to test it out first."

There are nearly twenty disciples and elders of the Nine Dragons Sect who entered the tomb. Together, these people can also pose a threat to the Grandmaster.

If there are no traps in the tomb, their role will naturally be to assist the Nine Dragons Sect Master in fighting for the treasures in the tomb.

But when there are traps, they have to act as a pathfinder.

The leader of the Nine Dragons Sect did not hesitate at all and immediately asked two disciples to explore the way.

Naturally, the two disciples did not dare to disobey the sect master's order. They complained secretly in their hearts. After taking a deep breath, they bravely stepped into the sand.

First, he carefully tested and found that he was not attacked or encountered a trap.

The two soon became bolder and began to walk on the sand, heading towards the other side.

"No, it's okay!"

"We're fine! No attacks, no traps!"

The two disciples stood in the middle of the sand, with expressions of relief on their faces.

"There is no trap. Sect Master, do you want to continue sending people forward to test?"

An elder breathed a sigh of relief and asked the sect master for instructions.

The leader of the Kowloon Sect showed a smile, but his eyes subconsciously fell on the young man in white.

"There is no trap... Could it be that the formation is aging? No, if it is really the Tomb of the Robber King, it should not have aged in just a few decades!"

The young man in white was puzzled: "Unless this is not the tomb of the Robber King, or the person who entered the tomb first broke the formation..."

The young man in white was puzzled.

Suddenly, the two disciples standing in the middle of the sand let out a scream of terror, attracting everyone's attention!

I saw that the sand suddenly shook, and several figures condensed in the sand rose from the ground. The scene was abrupt and frightening.

"No! Come back!"

The leader of the Nine Dragons Sect hurriedly shouted, and at the same time ordered several elders to go to the rescue.

The two disciples also knew that something was wrong. After screaming in surprise, they used their body skills to get over the sand people and rush back.

However, the sand man dispersed and disappeared, and soon appeared in front of them, much faster than the two disciples. In an instant, it entangled and eroded the two disciples, and then dragged them down like a rope.

"help me!"

A disciple struggled and called out, his figure was dragged into the ground bit by bit and sank into the sand.

"hold onto!"

Several elders took action at this time and jumped into the sand, preparing to rescue their fellow disciples.

But they had just entered the confines of the sand.

Swish, swish, swish!

Several sand people quickly gathered together, rose up from the ground, and killed those elders.

Among them, a sand man with a height of more than two feet is particularly eye-catching, with a majestic aura that is intimidating!

"Grandmaster Sandman!"

The leader of the Nine Dragons Sect and the young man in white were both shocked.

He saw the master-level sand man punching out. Although the huge fist was made of gravel, it was full of power, carrying the roaring wind. With one punch, he knocked a seventh-level dragon vein elder to the ground, and his body was broken into several pieces. The big hand turned into gravel on the ground dragged it down and disappeared.