Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Five – Two Transactions (1/2)

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Five – Two Transactions

The strength of the Golden Armor Guards made a deep impression on Zuo Mo.

“But what are they really?” Zuo Mo asked as he pointed at the three muscle-heads. The three Golden Armor Guards were very brawny. Standing with their swords, they were like three little mountains whose sole purpose was to pressure others.

“Puppets,” Pu Yao said softly.

“Oh,” Zuo Mo responded. A strong impulse formed to study these three puppets. There were many ways to create puppets. The most famous would probably be corpse-forging. Things like thousand year corpse were the best corpse-forging materials. Seal soldiers were also one kind of puppet, but they were completely different than corpse-forging.

But when he thought about that astonishing sword strike, he decided to stop thinking about this dangerous idea.

His eyes stared at the red broadswords in the hand of the three Golden Armor Guards. A beat later, Zuo Mo’s heart wrenching wail came out of the cave.

“Old Ghost! Ge will kill you! Sob sob sob! My Crimson Fire Rock! My Sky Eye Silver … …”

———

In the sky above the Desolate Wood Reef.

“How much longer do we have to wait?” Chang Heng said impatiently.

“He he, he would come out soon,” Bo Feng was very calm. At the side, Gui Feng’s eyes occasionally swept across the Desolate Wood Reef. Different than what they had thought: it wasn’t just Zuo Mo on the Desolate Wood Reef; there were also Wu Kong Sword Sect disciples. However, these disciples were all production xiuzhe.

At the beginning, these disciples would occasionally look up at them. As time went on, they attended to their own business.

The Desolate Wood Reef looked calm but many important places were covered with white clouds so nothing could be seen. These balls of cloud proved that the big formation of the Desolate Wood Reef had not been critically damaged.

Gui Feng felt that Zuo Mo was very mysterious. He was somewhat puzzled why Wu Kong Sword Sect would send such an important disciple to such an isolated place? Was it because they had trust in Zuo Mo?

He didn’t feel that way. While the importance of the Desolate Wood Reef was undoubted, no matter how great their trust was, the elders shouldn’t have been frugal in sending along a few more strong disciples with him.

Such an accomplished disciple, he didn’t believe any sect was willing to lose him.

But Zuo Mo was guarding Desolate Wood Reef alone. This made Gui Feng feel it was more of an exile.

The Black Wind Bandits had all been killed. If this news spread, it would definitely shake all of Sky Moon Jie. Zuo Mo’s own reputation and the reputation of Wu Kong Sword Sect would be pushed to another height.

Gui Feng glanced at Bo Feng. There was no impatience on Bo Feng’s face. They had been guarding here for five days. To show that they didn’t have any enmity he hadn’t brought any of the thirty six zhuji.

Gui Feng saw Zuo Mo’s figure appear out of the corner of his eye, his mind becoming alert.

Hm!

His gaze swept across the three enormous figures behind Zuo Mo, Gui Feng’s pupils suddenly shrunk into pinpoints!

The golden scale armor covered their entire body, the dense scales flashed with a pure golden sheen. Their faces were covered by gold masks, which only revealed a pair of eyes.

The three guards dressed in golden armor simultaneously looked at the three people in the sky.

When Gui Feng’s eyes met the three people’s eyes, his heart shook.

The three pairs of eyes were strange but all similar in that they were indifferent, cold, and emotionless. Gui Feng even felt that they were dead! He could feel that he was just an ant in their eyes, unable to cause even a ripple.

Suddenly, Gui Feng felt he was burning in a fire, an almost tangible pressure forming, and pushing down like a little mountain.

Gui Feng snorted coldly, his body moving slightly and circulated his ling power.

The invisible pressure around him instantly disappeared.

Successfully getting rid of the other’s pressure, Gui Feng did not feel joy at all. Quite the opposite, his complexion was very bad. The two seemed to be even, but Gui Feng knew he was at a disadvantage.

Such a powerful expert!

Was this Wu Kong Sword Sect’s hidden strength? He narrowed his eyes.

Bo Feng and Chang Heng’s expressions became serious. Their thoughts were the same as Gui Feng. These three xiuzhe covered in golden armor and cultivations above ningmai, and their strength was very strong! Even though they could not see the features, but the thick killing intent covering the three was the killing intent that would only form after countless battles.

No wonder the Black Wind Bandits were all killed. So the Desolate Wood Reef was also hiding three experts. The three people rejoiced that they hadn’t charged in. Facing any of these golden armor xiuzhe, even Bo Feng didn’t have a certain grasp on victory.

Ningmai had three stratums. Gui Feng and Chang Heng were only at the first stratum, but the three golden armor xiuzhe were all above second stratum.

The difference between ningmai and zhuji was large, but the difference between ningmai were also similarly large. The cultivation of ningmai second stratum was three times that of a first stratum ningmai!

Their cultivation was not as good as the other; their battle experience not as good as the other; their talismans … …

They looked at the burning red broadswords. Those were clearly not normal and definitely had reached the fourth-grade. The two sides were even. What they had the greatest confidence in was spells. Gui Feng was very confident in the [Nine Ghosts Nail Curse] that he was practicing.

———

In Zuo Mo’s sea of consciousness, Pu Yao muttered, “Pity about the baldy. He’s good material for making Golden Armor Guard.”

Zuo Mo did not pay attention, his eyes looking at the sky.

This time, with the three Golden Armor Guards around him, even though his wounds had not completely healed, he still had more bravery.

“Thank you for waiting for so long, is there something I can help with?” Zuo Mo did not like to chit-chat, and said forwardly.

Bo Feng did not twist, and said, “This one has two matters to ask.”