My wife is a Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox-Chapter 286: Never Expected

But just at that moment, a golden beam of light flashed by in an instant, and a long sword blocked in front of the Sword Spirit, at the same time, a delicate cry was heard.

It turned out that another Sword Spirit from the Sword of the King appeared.

That cold temperament and aloof face belonged to a natural beauty, but the opponent’s sword carried a hint of chill, and the Spiritual Power was also surging with coldness.

Wu Xia was slightly stunned, never having expected that there were two Sword Spirits within the King’s Sword.

However, this did not scare Wu Xia. He immediately took out the Spiritual Power Gun, infusing his own Spiritual Power into the gun to fire wildly.

This gun was obtained from Yingjiang and was a combination of high technology and Spiritual Power.

The muzzle spat out countless streams of blue and white electricity, instantly enveloping the Sword Spirit and the King’s Sword within it.

Moreover, Wu Xia’s Spiritual Power Gun could fire three attacks, each consuming fifty percent of his Spiritual Power.

In this way, Wu Xia could continuously fire three attacks.

This type of Spiritual Power Gun can be said to be an essential piece of equipment for Mages, with great power, and it also possesses certain special effects.

"Ah... How dare you harm my sword!"

The Spiritual Power Gun instantly pierced through the body of the Sword Spirit, and a painful scream was heard, the face of the Sword Spirit turning terribly pale.

Wu Xia paid no heed and once again raised his Spiritual Power Gun towards the other Sword Spirit.

And this Sword Spirit stared at Wu Xia with eyes full of anger and resentment.

Wu Xia did not linger, instead, he directly placed the muzzle against the Sword Spirit’s brow and slowly pulled the trigger.

Click!

The trigger was pulled by Wu Xia.

Accompanied by a bursting sound, the Spiritual Power Gun was also destroyed.

"Ah... You..."

This Sword Spirit seemed very angry, but was powerless.

A cold smile appeared on Wu Xia’s face, as he then stepped towards the Sword Spirit.

This Sword Spirit’s strength was not weak, being of the Spirit Sword level, but it possessed fighting power of the Spirit Sword level.

But in front of Wu Xia, she was essentially useless.

Another Sword Spirit also launched a sneak attack from behind on Wu Xia.

Wu Xia tossed away the gun, his left hand gathering Spiritual Energy to punch towards the Sword Spirit attacking him from behind.

With a thunderous bang!

Wu Xia’s punch directly shattered the Spiritual Power Shield of this Sword Spirit, and the body of this Sword Spirit was also blown away by Wu Xia.

The strength of the Sword Spirit was far inferior to the Sword Spirit itself, and the power of Wu Xia’s punch was enough to severely injure this Sword Spirit.

Wu Xia raised the gun again.

This time, the Sword Spirit no longer resisted and was directly eliminated with one move.

Wu Xia stepped towards the King’s Sword.

This King’s Sword was a treasure, a piece that surpassed normal Immortal Artifacts and could be considered a divine weapon.

Wu Xia came before the King’s Sword and then reached out to grab it.

This sword had a golden blade and felt heavy in his hand, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

Wu Xia held it in his hand, feeling its hefty weight, but the material of the sword was strange, seemingly made up of chunks of golden crystals.

The color of these golden crystals was very rich, and Wu Xia could clearly feel the strong Spiritual Power contained within.

Seeing Wu Xia actually wanting to take the Sword of the King,

Da Siming made his move.

"Well, I admit you indeed have the capability to acquire the Sword of the King, but you can’t take this sword away, as it ultimately belongs to our Demon Beast Clan."

This was a miracle and also a surprise that Da Siming had never anticipated.

Wu Xia had actually managed to defeat two Sword Spirits and acquire the Sword of the King, and he could shatter the sealing with a single punch.

It must be said that it was quite terrifying.

Da Siming had indeed witnessed the prowess of Wu Xia.

"In fact, I could also shatter it with one punch now and take the sword away, and it would all be over!"

Wu Xia said coldly.

His words enveloped Da Siming in layers of chilling coldness.

Da Siming smiled slightly, lifting the corners of his mouth into a beautiful curve, revealing his white teeth.

"You won’t kill me. If you kill me, there will be a more dreadful being. Even if you kill me, the Demon Beast Clan’s plan to attack the human world will not change."

Wu Xia did not speak, and his hand, about to touch the Sword of the King, was retracted.

Because Da Siming was right; Wu Xia indeed wouldn’t kill him.

Killing him would be meaningless; it would only reduce one enemy, but the Demon Beast Clan would not stop their attacks on humankind. Instead, they would be even more aggressive.

They would be even angrier.

"To be honest, we could engage in a prolonged battle, pulling at each other, but that is because your human race is too weak. There are several secret relics in the North Pole, go there, but as your human race embarks on the path of the strong, perhaps you could encounter our Demon Beast Clan."

Da Siming spoke very seriously.

Wu Xia, slightly stunned by the opponent’s words, found it hard to believe, but the other’s serious expression.

It didn’t seem like he was lying.

"The secret relics contain dense Spiritual Power and various weapons; aren’t you afraid that we humans, once strong, would invade you in return?"

Humanity has not developed very quickly since the resurgence of Spiritual Energy.

In cultivation, they entirely relied on the relics left by the predecessors.

The relics contained many valuable items that humans used to become stronger.

But most of the relics on Earth had been explored, and now there are hardly any left, though it was unclear about the relics in the North Pole.

If Da Siming wasn’t lying, if humans could fully explore the relics in the North Pole, they might indeed be able to confront the Demon Beast Clan.

"Alright, you should go back now. You don’t belong here, and the two people you brought, I’ve already sent back. You go back too. I can promise not to invade your human world for three years, giving you three years’ time."

Da Siming’s words carried an undeniable force.

Because the Great General had already made significant concessions, it was no longer possible to back down further.

To Wu Xia, Da Siming was exceedingly indulgent, repeatedly making concessions, and this was all for Wu Xia. Partly because of Wu Xia’s great strength, but most importantly because.

Da Siming was overpowered by Wu Xia.

Hearing Da Siming’s words, Wu Xia was somewhat surprised.

But he roughly guessed that it was his own strength that had impressed the other party, which was why such great concessions were offered. Otherwise, the other party would never have made any concessions.

"Since that’s settled, then we have an agreement. But this Sword of the King must still be handed to me; it belongs to me because I acquired it today. I need to take it back to the human world for safekeeping, in case you don’t adhere to the agreement."

Wu Xia wasn’t foolish either. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

A verbal agreement was meaningless; he didn’t genuinely intend to attack, and a verbal agreement could be directly annulled.