Swordsman the Wanderer

Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch. 684 - If You Can


"According to the message delivered by my sect disciple through the communication talisman, not far ahead is the Ancient Demon God Palace." Yang Xue said to herself as she disappeared and flew away in an instant, towards the top of the palace where Zhang En slaughtered the Yu and Tang Clan disciples.


This beautiful girl was none other than a disciple from the Wind Sect whose rank was sheared by Zhang En.


The speed is very fast. Looking at him from a distance, his figure looked like a whirlwind of a storm.


While Yang Xue was heading to the Demon God Palace, the other participants also received a similar message through the communication talismans of their sect disciples and rushed there without procrastination.


In a different direction, there was a gigantic fireball, flying across the sky at a terrifying speed towards the Demon God Palace. This gigantic fireball was the transformation of a burly young man, on his forehead was a flame mark that resembled an ancient fire character. As this young man flew, this fire sign glittered like embers.


This young man was originally ranked 10th. But because of Zhang En, it forced him out of the top 10 and is now ranked 11th. He was Wei Song of the ancient Fire God Sect. This was the reason he had his hatred for Zhang En.


“Hmph, Zhang En, right? I really want to see how strong you are! Hopefully, when we meet, you can fight with me." Wei Song sneered.


Right now, in one of the buildings of the Demon God Palace, a young man wearing a white robe exuded a pure aura, seeing Zhang En's name appearing at the rank, a powerful killing intent flashing in his eyes, and a powerful killing intent flashing in his eyes, then the shadow disappeared to where.


Zhang En did not realize that he had been the target of the participants who had previously ranked in the top ten. After he entered the palace courtyard, he discovered that in that place, his senses were being suppressed.


This finding resulted in a frown between Zhang En's brows, there were dozens of small palace buildings lined up in that Palace, and, and if he were to search for formation cores in all of those buildings one by one until the competition ended, he would still be unable to find them.


But, having no better plan, he could only rummage through the palace buildings one by one.


Some time passed, Zhang En appeared in front of an inconspicuous palace building. Although this palace building did not look conspicuous and others might easily ignore it, he detected the difference between this istna and the other palaces.


Zhang En then entered the palace, arrived at the main palace hall, then looked at the pillar erected in the middle. The pillar is decorated with lightning dragon carvings.


Suddenly, the hall turned into a light to illuminate the hall. Zhang En then looked up and saw many pieces of skeletons that resembled clear crystal stones hovering above the hall.


"This is, the dragon bone ?!" A voice rang out from afar, followed by the sound of the wind blowing fiercely, then a figure appeared right outside the palace building.


This figure was a thin-bodied young man tonjang, emitting an overwhelming aura in the 4-star Golden God realm.


When the young man arrived at the entrance of the palace, he stared with a hot gaze at the dragon bone shards floating high in the hall, saying bahgically, “Woaahh, this bone must have come from an Ancient Dragon! Very nice treasure. After refining this dragon bone, I will be able to cultivate my dark power to the perfect stage!"


He laughed very loudly, as if the dragon bone was already his.


Zhang En, who had been standing up earlier, seemed unconcerned about the young man's presence.


Hearing the skinny young man telling him to leave, Zhang En smiled faintly as he replied, "If you are able to make me leave from this palace, I don't mind, but it seems that you don't have the ability."


The skinny young man was stunned for a moment, then he laughed out loud as if he had just heard the funniest words of his life.


The young man stopped laughing and looked at Zhang En from top to bottom, "Do you know who I am?"


Zhang En nodded, “I know from the information I had bought in the flyer before the competition. You're Xian Wu, of the Demon Sect.”


The smile on the face disappeared, his eyes were emitting a dim red glow, he obviously did not expect Zhang En to recognize him, even knowing his identity.


“Bokah, I don't care who you are. That dragon bone, it should be mine.” Xian Wu's gaze was extremely cold, the viscous killing intent freezing the space around him.


Swooss!!


Xian Wu's shadow disappeared, turning into a black light, making his existence difficult to detect. Just as the black light was about to strike him, Zhang En placed his hand between his neck, causing Xian Wu's whereabouts to be visible.


In the air, Xian Wu gripped the long sword while the tip was blocked by Zhang En's hand. Surprised, he shouted, "You can see me?!"


Rumba!!


Boom!!!!


The ferocious energy flowing in Zhang En's hand flowed through Xian Wu's sword and made it flung backwards and its long sword split in two, falling to the floor.


Xian Wu finally managed to regain her balance when it was thrown into the air, her eyes revealing more than shock.


Zhang En looked at Xian Wu with narrowed eyes, "If you are able to make me leave from before you, I wouldn't mind doing so, but you don't have that ability!"


Xian Wu's face darkened, "Who are you really?"


"You'll know soon." Zhang En replied calmly, “All those dragon bones belong to me. Also, hand over your possessions and I'll let you live!"


Xian Wu laughed in anger because of Zhang En's words, “Luck, you are no stronger than Chu Bai! Even he did not dare to act so arrogantly before me!”