Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 67

With a long sword on his back and a jade pendant in his hand, Wu Xian went to a time-honored pawn shop and pawned the jade pendant he had just "taken", earning another hundred taels of silver.

"By the way, boss, do you think this long sword is right for you?" Wu Xian looked at the bald old man and asked with a smile.

"You can come to my shop to pawn anything, it just depends on the value." The old man was lying on a chair, his old face was full of red light, and he said quite proudly.

"Yi Tian Sword."

"You kid, get out of here. You want to ruin my family. We won't be open today. It's bad luck." Hurriedly pushing Wu Xian to go out, the old man pushed Wu Xian out with a black face, and actually closed the business.

Walking on the street, Wu Xian squinted his eyes slightly, looking at a group of passers-by staring at him with malicious intentions, feeling a little funny in his heart, this group of people had a fake Yitian sword on their body, and they didn't know what kind of madness they would become.

Wu Xian wanted to throw it on the road casually, but after careful consideration, the fat man and Li Er stole the sword last night, and they had been inquired by all the sects, so this scapegoat must be carried on their own, or escaped by themselves. The chivalrous man approached Li Er and the two of them again, and since he had agreed to Li Er, he simply thought of a way to pick himself out, and threw this hot potato to everyone.

Now that I think about it carefully, Zhao Min seems to have a slightly different attitude towards him. I don't know if it is his own illusion. Wu Xian has a strange feeling that Zhao Min seems to know him.

Shaking out the complicated thoughts in his mind, Wu Xian couldn't help walking faster, turning left first and walking on the street, those people also lowered their heads, pretending to be passers-by following behind, the street became more and more remote, and there were fewer pedestrians in front, but behind them Not only were there not few people, but like a raging tide, they gathered more and more, and finally Wu Xian led everyone into a dead end.

Looking left and right at the two or three feet high ruined houses on both sides of the alley, Wu Xian turned around and saw dozens of people behind him, "Boy, hand over the Yitian sword." A disheveled hair, pointed nose and thin lips, The short and lean middle-aged man stared at Wu Xian with his sunken eyeballs, like a vulture staring at its prey.

Wu Xian took off the long sword from his back and pulled it out with a thud. The pure white body of the sword shone with a cold light. The eyes of the people in the alley were even more greedy, and they were all gearing up for a move.

In the alley, the road is one foot wide, so flexible body skills are not suitable, not to mention the group of people in front of me, even if there are hundreds of people, there is no advantage in the alley, and they will be restrained. Wu Xian is not will be afraid.

Wu Xian was as calm as a pine, looked at the people in front of him with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "There is only one Yitian sword. Have you decided who to give it to? Or if you attack me now, whoever snatches the sword in my hand and goes to face it again?" Facing the turbulent sea of ​​people, who has the confidence to face a crowd of heroes."

"Boy, you care too much. Give the sword to grandpa with both hands. Grandpa will spare you." A gloomy bearded man in the front row said arrogantly.

"Oh, so powerful?" Wu Xian's face was like a breeze, but a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he deeply remembered the appearance of this bearded man.

The crowd at the entrance of the alley was getting more and more crowded, and those people were getting closer and closer to Wu Xian, forcing Wu Xian into a corner, when he suddenly heard a voice, "The Sky Eagle Sect is here, and those who have nothing to do with it should give way now, or they will be killed without mercy."

"Why, is the Skyhawk Sect going to intervene too?" someone said.

"The Heavenly Eagle Sect's treasured sword is originally in my Skyhawk Sect's purse, so why would I want to intervene in it? It's better to say that you cut off my Skyhawk Sect's bullshit." Chang Gui, the deputy altar master of the Skyhawk Sect, said.

"Haha, I heard a big joke today. There is a first-come-first-served approach to everything. The Skyhawk Sect is unreasonable." A bald man took a step forward and said sharply.

Wu Xian didn't have the time to talk anymore, there will be more people after a while, if the alley is surrounded by walls on both sides, it will be even more difficult to escape, the long sword in his hand draws out the sword flower, Sen Han's sword light dazzles people's eyes, his face is icy cold Said: "You can talk endlessly, the sword is still in my hand, come and take it if you have the courage."

Suddenly, two people came out one after another at the entrance of the alley. The predecessor had the potential to break through a mountain with his palm, and the descendant was a middle-aged man with a beard who claimed to be his grandfather. Wu Xian threw his long sword. The alley was narrow, and the long sword was like Electricity, the predecessors were unable to dodge in time, the long sword was inserted into his chest like lightning, and he died in Huangquan.

The tone is bigger than the ability.Wu Xian looked at the corpse coldly, let the long sword stick in his heart, then looked at the middle-aged man, and said "Grandpa, forgive you", Wu Xian remembered very clearly.

And the long sword stuck on the corpse completely ignited the desires in everyone's hearts, "Yi Tian Sword." "Get out of the way for me." "Get out."

At the entrance of the narrow alley, there are crowds of people scrambling to be the first. They all want to squeeze a way and come over first to grab the Yitian sword. Someone stabbed the person in front, and the white knife entered and the red knife exited. Therefore, the situation became chaotic, and the predecessors had to be careful behind people, and the people on the left and right are also greedy in their eyes.

So everyone was red-eyed, and there was only one thought in their hearts, as long as they killed all the people around them, the Yitian Sword would be in their pocket.

The middle-aged man was frightened by the battle behind him, and suddenly thought in his mind that he no longer had the Yitian sword in his hand, and it was impossible for him to throw the long sword, so he didn't need to be afraid.As a result, You Youyou swallowed in shock, and the speed increased by three points, a pair of thin and sharp claws attacked Wu Xian's throat, and the first move was a sinister and vicious move.

As soon as Wu Xian pointed out his index finger, a spurt of strength gushed out, and the strength of one finger rushed out. The distance between the two was very close, and the middle-aged man couldn't dodge in time. He only had time to yell, and a spring of blood gushed out of his heart, with fear and fear in his eyes. With a look of regret, he fell on the road.

When the crowd was fighting, Wu Xian jumped up to the top of the wall in two or three steps. Fortunately, it was still early and few people reacted. If someone grabbed the high place, it would be more troublesome for Wu Xian to escape.

Wu Xianwu fled the battlefield by himself, and his thoughts turned sharply: This fake Yitian sword was originally the bait thrown by Zhao Min. If someone finds out that the sword is fake, I ran to the alley alone under the eyes of everyone, and even used the fake Yitian sword to trap him. A group of people, the Ruyang Wang family is very powerful, and everyone dare not vent their anger on him, so no matter if they lost the Yitian Sword or killed a lot of masters, I will be the one to take the blame in the end.

Wu Xian had both admiration and anger in his heart, and he was really good at calculating. Now that he thought about it, how could she plan against Li Er?Ren Wuxian was thinking about it, but he couldn't think of a reason. The most important thing now is to hide his appearance and cover his face.

Pulling out a black cloth belt from the backpack, Wu Xian wrapped it around his forehead, tied up his short hair, and fled to the high tower of Wan'an Temple, changed his attire, and wore a bamboo hat on his head, completely covering his appearance.

Wu Xianwu came to the gate of Cangzhu Garden by himself, the rich gate was closed tightly, there was no one inside the gate, even the maids and servants were all dispersed, it was empty, without any trace.

Wu Xian looked to the northwest with deep eyes, that is, the direction of Ruyang Palace. If Zhao Min hid it, he would definitely not be able to find it.If the monk can run away but can't run away from the temple, he will squat outside the gate of Ruyang Prince's Mansion by himself, and he will eventually squat down to that girl Zhao Min.

When everyone discovers that the sword is a fake sword, then he will be pushed to the forefront again. At this time, either the real sword will be born, or he will escape from Dadu and hide from it for three to five years. thing.

(End of this chapter)