Sword Emperor of Chaos

“Crash!”

On the magma, seeing Su Mu jump out, all the disciples of Jianzhong stared at him nervously, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that he had no sword in his hand.

They laughed at Chai Bin before just to find psychological balance for themselves. If Su Mu could really take out the sword continuously with the sword force, then the most embarrassing one would not be Chai Bin, but definitely them, and they would be embarrassed to the extreme!

Jianzhong has always claimed to be the strongest in swordsmanship, how could it be weaker than outsiders!

Chai Bin, who was practicing, also squinted and opened his eyes quietly. Seeing that Su Mu did not take the sword, he was relieved. He could not accept that Su Mu crushed him with only the sword force, otherwise he would really have no face to live.

However, he was still shocked when he saw Su Mu's hand completely blown through.

“Has it become so dangerous down there?”

“Or was it too cruel?”

Logically speaking, the more you adapt to the environment here, the less injuries you will suffer after going down. Instead, Su Mu was getting more and more seriously injured. Either it was getting more and more dangerous down there, or he could not hold on with only the sword force.

"He probably can't hold on any longer. The last time he got the sword, it was probably pure luck."

It seems that he doesn't have to worry about it anymore. He just needs to keep improving his strength.

Three quarters of an hour passed.

"Crash!"

After Chai Bin recovered from his injuries and stood up, he saw a figure rushing past him. He looked closely and found that it was Su Mu who jumped down.

"He went down so quickly!"

Such a serious injury, only three quarters of an hour to recover? Just the hand that was blown apart, it would take more than two hours to recover, right? It hasn't recovered to its original level yet. Without taking pills, in such a short time, let alone recovering from consumption and injuries, it is even more impossible for the pierced hand to recover.

"Drag your injuries down, isn't it looking for death!"

Chai Bin couldn't help but worry about Su Mu, afraid that he would not be able to come up after going down.

"It should be that he found the weakness of a certain sword and was afraid that it would be taken away by others."

He quickly thought of the reason why Su Mu did this, but it was still very dangerous, but he could not help much, and he himself could not survive here, so he could only hope that Su Mu could come up alive.

"Hua La!"

He closed his eyes, made up his mind, and jumped into the magma to start looking for the sword.

Su Mu quickly dived to five feet. It was not easy to find the weakness of the sword at a great cost. Naturally, he could not delay it for too long. If someone else got there first, there would be no chance to regret it.

But fortunately, the sword was still there, and the luck was still good.

"Guiyuan Sword Art!"

"Hua La!"

"Dang!"

Waving his hand to turn into a sword, split the magma, and split it on the sword domain shield. Suddenly, circles of ripples appeared on the shield, layer by layer.

Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. It was still useful to find the weakness. Now that the weakness was further revealed, he would definitely be able to take it down the second time!

"Hua La!"

"Pah!"

As he expected, the second attack caused the sword domain shield to collapse on the spot, shattering into pieces and melting into the magma, further enhancing the sword art contained in the magma.

"Hua La!"

Grabbing the sword, he rushed out of the magma.

This time, not many of the Sword Tomb disciples paid attention to him. After all, he was seriously injured and it would be a miracle if he could get the sword.

"Huh?"

"What a miracle!"

One or two Sword Tomb disciples saw Su Mu jumping onto the rock with a sword in his hand. They were stunned for a moment and then their faces were full of horror, shaking their heads in disbelief.

"He got the sword?"

"He...wasn't his injury healed when he went down!"

"How did he get the sword so quickly? He has only comprehended the sword power. Is the difficulty lowered below?"

The two Sword Tomb disciples were like seeing a ghost, and they could not accept the fact that Su Mu got the sword.

"Ding!"

Su Mu didn't care what they thought. He just swung the sword and nailed it to the wall behind him, and then sat cross-legged to practice.

Although he came up quickly this time, he was injured on top of the injury, and it would definitely take longer to heal.

The two sword tomb disciples kept looking at him in horror, and after a while they were swallowing their saliva in horror. After looking at each other, their thoughts began to change.

"Are we not as good as someone who only comprehended the sword power?"

"There must be changes down there, or he is just lucky!"

Can bad luck happen twice? The two believed that something had changed down there.

"Hua La!"

Seeing a man rushing up with a sword in his hand, they were more certain of their thoughts.

Immediately, the two ignored their injuries and jumped down directly at this great opportunity.

"Pu Tong Pu Tong!"

"Hua La!"

Not long after they jumped down, Chai Bin jumped out of the magma.

"Hiss..."

He grimaced in pain and quickly sat cross-legged on the rock to heal his wounds. This time, he returned empty-handed again.

"It's the third time!"

Chai Bin was so angry that he returned empty-handed three times, which made him feel unlucky. The lofty ambitions he had made before seemed to have become a joke at this moment.

But no matter how much he hated it, it was useless. He could only heal his wounds quickly and try to get the sword next time.

More than half an hour passed.

Chai Bin opened his eyes and saw that Su Mu was still recovering from his wounds. He shook his head silently. The longer healing time was the price paid for his impulsiveness.

"I must get the sword this time!"

But he didn't have time to care about Su Mu so much. He took the first sword first.

"Damn it, the difficulty is still the same, and it has even increased. How could he get the sword so easily!"

Chai Bin jumped down, and the two sword tomb disciples who dragged their injuries down finally recovered. They opened their eyes and stared at Su Mu, and couldn't help cursing.

This kid created an illusion for them that caused them to suffer such a big loss!

"He must have stepped on dog shit luck!"

"Absolutely, otherwise how could he get two swords!"

"What did you say? Two swords?"

The two people's cursing woke up the other sword tomb disciples. They opened their eyes one after another with disbelief. After looking at the two of them, they suddenly turned their heads to look at Su Mu. When they saw the two swords behind him, their pupils shrank and their faces changed in horror!

"Really!"

"He really got two swords. When did it happen!"

"How could he, who didn't even understand the sword field, get the second sword in such a short time!"

Su Mu only went down four times in total and got two swords. This efficiency beat them!

That alone is fine. Su Mu came here for the first time and he didn't even have a sword field. This result is a slap in their faces!

"What else could it be? It's just bad luck."

Listening to the sour words of the Sword Tomb disciple, everyone didn't feel any better.

"Bad luck, can it happen twice?"

"If you have to blame it on bad luck, then why can't we have bad luck?"

In fact, everyone understands the truth, but saying it out loud will only make them feel more uncomfortable, and they don't even have the only way to comfort themselves.

"Who is this kid...? Is he here to slap us in the face?"

"No matter who he is, we must not lose to him, otherwise we will be sinners of the Sword Tomb!"

"Disciples of the Sword Tomb must not be weaker than others!"

The eyes of the Sword Tomb disciples were sharp, and a fierce look appeared on their faces. No matter what, they couldn't let Su Mu surpass them!