Chapter 1140 – The Underground Tomb (8)

　　She once again continued to speak: “Cheng Ying Sword is fifty-nine centimeters long, the sword hilt is made with white jade from the snowy mountains, the sword blade is engraved with a complicated phoenix pattern…… These two double-edged swords……”

　　These two swords, although they seemed simple, unadorned, and old-fashioned, however, all traits matched with what Li Yaoyao had said.

　　“Indeed, they are Chi Xiao Sword and the Cheng Ying Sword.” Nangong Liuyun’s voice was very mild, but since he said it, then there was a one hundred percent certainty.

　　Having gotten a sentence of confirmation from Nangong Liuyun, Li Yaoyao became increasingly proud of herself, and she coldly snorted at Su Luo: “You don’t even know such simple historical knowledge, don’t you feel inferior?” What qualifications do you have to stand by Third Senior Brother’s side?

　　Nangong Liuyun’s gaze was like the cold moon, slanting a harsh glance at Li Yaoyao.

　　Although Li Yaoyao was silent, she still couldn’t accept this.

　　Nangong Liuyun’s expression was apathetic, his tone rightfully cold: “Since everyone came here together, everyone has a share in this Chi Xiao Sword and Cheng Ying Sword.”

　　Being swept over by his gaze, Luo Haochen’s heart trembled, but he hurriedly squeezed out a smile: “What His Highness Prince Jin says, goes.”

　　Nangong Liuyun’s gaze was ice-cold, as if he hadn’t heard the praise. Then, once again he said a sentence indifferently, “However, there are only two swords, therefore, everyone each has to rely on their ability. Who has the ability to pull out these two swords, will get to take them.”

　　Finished speaking, he crossed his arms, indifferently leaning against a column at the side, his eyes sweeping over everyone.

　　Everyone’s expression was all different.

　　Luo Haochen, pleasantly surprised, gazed at that dark without light Chi Xiao Sword.

　　Once the Chi Xiao Sword appeared, who wouldn’t strive for it? The attractiveness of this sword, for Luo Haochen, was greater than any treasure. Moreover, Chi Xiao Sword recognizing its master depended on destiny, not necessarily based on ability.

　　“Good, I endorse this!” Luo Haochen was the first to agree.

　　Luo Dieyi’s entire attention was already attracted away by that Cheng Ying Sword. Seeing her older brother agree, she also hurriedly nodded.

　　In this group, no one could deny that all of them combined couldn’t compare to half of Nangong Liuyun. If Nangong Liuyun decided to completely and unreasonably expropriate these two swords for himself, they could only watch on helplessly.

　　Now, since he had given everyone a fair chance, then, whoever didn’t seize it was a fool.

　　Situ Ming and Li Yaoyao, also agreed immediately after.

　　Su Luo voluntarily took a step back. Standing by Nangong Liuyun’s side, she faintly smiled: “Now, whoever is interested, then hurry and go up, ok. There are already more and more of this black air.”

　　Apart from this area of three square meters they were in, the entire great hall had already been enveloped by the black air. The entire hall appeared pitch-black as ink, like the night.

　　“In any case, the black air can’t come into this area of ours, why on earth do you care?” Li Yaoyao glared at Su Luo.

　　However, very quickly, Li Yaoyao was slapped in the face.

　　“Ah, that black air unexpectedly……” Luo Dieyi covered her mouth in astonishment, her eyes opened very wide.

　　That black air originally diffused in the air like smoke, but now, it actually assembled into a rope……Moreover, it was still continuously condensing.

　　Su Luo’s complexion slightly changed: “This is about to condense into a pillar……”

　　Although a rope couldn’t break in, however, if it formed a pillar, the safe protected place they were in, sooner or later, would be broken through from the impact! When the time came, everyone would lose their life under this black air!

　　“Pull out the sword.” Nangong Liuyun’s expression was indifferent, voice calm like a towering mountain. he made the fretful hearts of people calm down very quickly.

　　“Second Senior Brother……” Li Yaoyao pushed Situ Ming a bit. She wanted that Cheng Ying Sword.

　　Before Situ Ming could react, Luo Haochen already took a step forward: “I’ll go first!”