A Billion Times Draw a Sword

In fact, even if Shen Houbai was given two or three years of air, it would be useless to allow him to practice. He is a human being, not a god, and air alone is not enough. He must have food and drink to maintain the most basic survival, and here... Obviously this condition does not exist.

In this way, the only way left is to get the number of sword draws, which made Shen Houbai immediately think of Xu Yi...

Maybe the system was helping Shen Houbai, at this moment, the voice of the system rang in Shen Houbai's ears.

"System prompt: kill Xu Yi, the seventh-level warrior of the Conferred King, and after successful killing, you will be rewarded with 10 million sword draws!"

...

I was just about to go back the same way, to see if I missed something, otherwise I would go all the way, there would be no reason not to meet Xu Yi, even if I didn't meet Xu Yi, what about the people from the Treasure Pavilion? And what about the people from the two teams? They might not disappear together, right?

But just as Shen Houbai turned back...

"Boom."

A dull roar came to Shen Houbai's ears, and when Shen Houbai turned his head to go back, the empty coffin lid opened by itself at this moment.

Shen Houbai looked around cautiously, and then walked slowly to the coffin.

Looking into the coffin, Shen Houbai found that there was actually a downward stone step in the coffin. Does this mean that the reason why Xu Yi's group of people didn't find it was because they had already entered the coffin?

Facing the situation of being trapped, Shen Houbai didn't think much, and directly stepped into the coffin, and then walked down the steps in the coffin.

And just after Shen Houbai entered, the lid of the coffin was closed with a boom.

At the same time as it was closed, a gust of wind blew across the coffin chamber, and then...the footprints of Shen Houbai on the ground were covered by a layer of blown dust.

The coffin is very dark, damp, and the passage is very narrow. If there is claustrophobia, it is likely to collapse here.

"Finally the coffin is lowered."

At the entrance, the crooked old man was speaking while stroking a shivering monster beside him. After he finished speaking, he wrung the shivering monster's neck with a 'crack' sound.

Grabbing the head of the demon that had lost its life force, and flicking it casually, the dead demon was thrown flying more than ten meters away, and then became a member of the mountain of demon corpses piled up more than ten meters away.

In front of the crooked old man, nearly fifty or sixty monsters looked at me and you, all showing fear, because they didn't expect that this beggar-like human old man would be a powerful character.

"Hey, you're not dead yet?"

At this time, a person, or a demon, walked out of the monsters, who seemed to know the rickety old man, and he walked up to the rickety old man very boldly.

As for the rickety old man, when he saw the person coming, he was taken aback for a moment, and then grinned at the corner of his mouth.

"Who am I!"

"Oh it's you……"

"Someone helped you out?"

The person who came was none other than the Seventh Layer Demon King who had escaped from the Woma Temple.

But now he is no longer Qizhong, he has recovered to Jiuzhong...

"Hiss!"

The demon king ignored the stooped old man, he closed his eyes and sniffed the air, then opened his eyes and said at the same time.

"Tsk tsk, you use the secret method of our demons to refine the corpse, or your master's corpse, are you not afraid that your master will lift the coffin board and jump out in anger?"

"Noisy!"

The Nine Layers Demon King's words seemed to have enraged the stooped old man, the old man's old eyes suddenly shone with a cold light, and at the same time a terrifying murderous aura burst out from the stooped old man.

Not only that, but if there are human fighters present, it will be surprising, because the gangster energy released by this rickety old man is the gangster energy that only the king Jiuzhong can have, that is to say, this rickety old man who looks like a beggar is A nine-fold king-conferring warrior.

"Noisy?"

"Even if your master is still alive, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like that. Are you eating a bear's heart and a leopard's gall?"

While speaking, the Nine Layers Demon King stretched out one of his big hands, grabbed the old man's hair, and lifted the old man off the ground.

But the next moment, the Nine Layers Demon King put down the crooked old man, and grinned.

"But... I don't intend to kill you!"

"Although you look annoying to me, I really like the way you kill your own people."

Before the rickety old man could say anything, the Demon King of Nine Layers said again: "Today I will save your dog's life."

"let's go!"

After finishing speaking, a figure appeared behind the rickety old man. The owner of this figure was none other than the nine-fold female demon. At the same time as it appeared, the nine-fold female demon withdrew the hand that was holding the rickety old man's back.

Watching the Nine Layers Demon King leave, the stooped old man's face did not show the slightest hint of anger, but a sly smile appeared on the contrary.

On the other side, as Shen Houbai walked down the coffin, Shen Houbai saw a light...

Standing on the last step of the ladder, Shen Houbai saw a little sun, and the owner of this little sun was a member of one of the four teams that came here to hunt for treasure.

His face was very frightened, and at the same time, he kept looking back, forth, left, and right, as if there was something terrible here.

The light of the little sun cannot shine into the passage where Shen Houbai is, so Shen Houbai at this time can be said to be integrated with the darkness.

Shen Houbai didn't know what happened, so he didn't plan to go out hastily, but planned to wait and see what happened, and make the next plan after seeing what happened.

Suddenly, at this moment...

He didn't know what happened, he covered his face with his hands, and then cried out in hysterics, looking very painful.

"Don't...don't come here!"

"Heh, heh heh, heh heh!"

"don't want……"

"Heh, heh heh, heh heh heh!"

Seemingly insane, he yelled in horror and let out a creepy laugh.

At this moment, Shen Houbai had a feeling that this person should have been abandoned by his companions.

After observing for a long time, Shen Houbai didn't find anything scary here until...

"Whoosh", an extremely fast figure flashed past Shen Houbai's sight, and Shen Houbai realized that there was something here.

But it is a pity that Shen Houbai didn't see clearly what this thing was, because its speed was too fast, and its size should not be too big.

But soon Shen Houbai saw clearly what it was.

It was a head...

Shen Houbai didn't know why a head could still move, but he was sure of one thing, it must be this thing that made this Marquis Martial Artist crazy.

His feet sank, and Shen Houbai had already rushed out of the passage.

His target is not the head, but this crazy Marquis Marquis.