Martial Boss Chapter 665

The dawn breaks, and the light of the morning sun slowly shifts to reflect on a towering tombstone.

This is the burial garden at the back of the Taijin Palace, where Taoist priests are buried if they have no relatives to claim their bodies after death.

As the burial garden has a strong Yin energy, few people come here during the week. Especially since a ma*s grave has recently been opened not far away, there are even fewer people coming here.

In recent times, demons have attacked Tai Chen Palace from time to time, leaving at least a dozen corpses behind each time. All these bodies were buried in the ma*s grave.

Therefore, if the people of Tai Chen Palace did not come here on a regular basis, they would definitely not come. Only some unlucky Daoist priests who were a*signed to carry the corpses would carry them over for burial from time to time.

After the burial, they would leave in a hurry, not wanting to stay a moment longer. No one would care much if it was a member of the Devil’s Way who died anyway. The bodies of those in the righteous path are cremated into ashes and brought back by fellow disciples.

Last night, however, there was another guest in the burial garden.

Qing Yu slowly opened his eyes, and between his palms, a large amount of grey and white powder drifted in the wind, adding an additional point of eeriness to the already somewhat cold funeral garden.

“It took all night and the consumption of two relics to finally make the fusion of Xuan Yin Sword Qi stable in the left hand.”

Qing Yu lifted his left hand and looked at the veins that looked like veins hidden beneath his white skin and let out a sigh of relief.

He had still underestimated the erosion of Xuan Yin Sword Qi, and if he hadn’t carried two relics with him, he might have let the erosion of Xuan Yin Sword Qi spread to his torso.

“Although most of the energy from the relics was used up in the erosion of the sword qi, this erosion was also a disguised refinement, causing my Golden Bell Hood cultivation to improve. The remaining ones were also refined with the “Six Gods of Ultimate Bliss Technique”, not wasted at all.”

The two relics, each left behind by a Vajra Temple monk nearing the peak of True Dan, and the combined essence and energy of the two were far more than Qing Yu’s own power.

After this night, Qing Yu could not say that his gong power had increased greatly, but he had also improved considerably.

He could feel that the Golden Bell Hood had reached a certain bottleneck, and once he broke through this bottleneck, he would be able to reach the 11th level of the Golden Bell Hood.

After the 10th level of the Golden Bell Hood, the 11th and 12th levels are all breakthroughs from the limit. Each breakthrough is extremely difficult, but each breakthrough will also bring great rewards. If he could practice the twelfth level, the strength of Qing Yu’s body would surpa*s that of the True Dan realm.

Therefore, these two relics were not used at all.

“Since it has been stabilized, it is time to carry out that matter as well.”

“System, I want to challenge the Broken Army.”

Broken Army, the character that Qing Yu had drawn from the last random character draw, was extremely strong and had caused Qing Yu to be afraid of him due to his possession of a Dragon Yuan.

But now there was no need to be afraid, as Qing Yu was already sure of defeating him.

The fusion of Xuan Yin Sword Qi had certainly caused a lot of trouble, but it had also given Qing Yu a huge boost in his battle power. Last night, he was only slightly injured by the attacker from the Tong Shen realm, but it was all because of the Xuan Yin Sword.

Although that Tong Shen realm attacker had only sent one move at that time, and truly allowed Qing Yu to fight with him for sure defeat, at that moment Qing Yu’s battle power still exceeded the realm of True Dan realm.

“Host challenging Broken Army, inheritance space opening in progress ——”

With the mechanical sound of the system, a long-awaited blink of the eyes, Qing Yu came to the inheritance space where he had been absent for more than five months.

The cold cold air invaded, under the feet is the frost-covered land, there are already layers of frozen ice pillars around, a total of twelve.

In each of the ice pillars, there was an awe-inspiring expert sealed in ice. Although this so-called expert Qing Yu could kill in a single move, in the pre-Feng Yun period, they were indeed considered first-cla*s experts.

And directly in front of them, there was an old man with his palms facing the sky, also covered in frost. This is Jian Hui, the father of Broken Army, and also the master of Nameless.

This is the place where Broken Army and Nameless competed against each other back then, the Sword Sect Ice Cellar.

However, his master, Jian Hui, was so selfish that he was obsessed with his son, Broken Army, and wanted Nameless to fight with Broken Army to determine who would be the strongest disciple of the Sword Sect, and the winner would be awarded the “Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect”.

Even though Jian Hui had secretly pa*sed on an invincible sword move to Jun beforehand, he was unable to give Jun the slightest chance of victory.

There was no other way to put it, although every time he talked about Broken Army, Old Ma had to add “no better than Nameless”, but the actual difference was really obvious to anyone who saw it.

Seeing that Broken Army was about to be defeated by Nameless’ sword, Jian Hui, the referee, started to blow a black whistle, throwing out the jade pendant that Nameless had offered as a gift to his master, and then Nameless was softened up that he withdrew his moves.

But to his surprise, Jian Hui made another move that he didn’t know whether to call it tawdry or silly. Perhaps he was afraid that the twelve masters watching the battle would spread the news of his whistle blowing, so he performed the “Returning Heaven Ice Duel”, sealing himself and the twelve masters in ice.

Perhaps Jian Hui thought that after Nameless had gone soft, Broken Army would surely win. Then, after he learnt the “Ten Thousand Swords Return”, Broken Army could rescue his old father who had blown the whistle, and in the meantime, he could make a good deal of trouble for the twelve experts so that they would not talk too much. Or simply kill them all and cut off any possibility of word getting out.

In reality, however, despite the old father’s black whistle, the Broken Army was defeated. Then Broken Army simply walked away, not caring whether Old Father was still alive or not.

He ran off to be green with Nie Ren Wang, and then ran off to the East to train hard in martial arts for twenty years. By the time he returned, his old father’s corpse would have rotted away if not for the ice that kept it sealed.

“By the way, is there a “Ten Thousand Swords to Return to China” book in this ice cellar? Is there a Tie Nan who is hiding the “Ten Thousand Swords to Return to China” book and just won’t practice it?” Qing Yu couldn’t help but look around, trying to find the secret cave where Tie Bean and the “Ten Thousand Swords to Return to China” were hidden.

“There is no need to look, there is nothing here that you want to find.”

“The sound of footsteps approached from afar, and a big, white haired, fierce man with no nose walked into the ice cellar with the stride of a six-legged man.

Broken Army, here he comes.

Qing Yu looked at the white hair of the broken army, and then looked at his own white hair, which was now back to its true form, and felt that this guy had lowered the face value of all white haired people.

Although Chinese people generally like silvery-white hair, but this kind of white hair of Broken Army, truly can not be liked up. If he had a bald head, he could have gone next door to Britannia to make a cameo appearance as Voldemort.

“I don’t know why I’m back here, but that doesn’t stop me from killing you, you little thief.”

“Daring to intrude into the forbidden place of the Sword Sect and coveting the divine power of the Sword Sect, boy, you are seeking your own death!!!”

With a loud shout and the sheathing of the Greedy Wolf Sword behind his back, a great battle began here.