Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 10 Defeating Zhao Tu
The ring in Ling Tian's hand couldn't bear the power of the Star Sword, and he couldn't store other things at all, so it was necessary to buy another ring to wear.

What's more, according to Zhiheshang, Zhao Tu bought Ji Dujing from the back street, so no matter what, he had to go to the back street.

There are many monks setting up a stall in the back street. A piece of animal skin is spread out, and some broken magic weapons or incomplete secret books are placed here and there, which is considered to be a business.

Really good things have long been sent to Lingshan Pavilion for auction, but even so, there are still many people walking and stopping in the back streets. Who knows if any of these damaged magic weapons and incomplete secret books have slipped through the net?

Ling Tian and Hou Dahai also strolled along these stalls, their eyes focused on all the mirror-shaped magic weapons.

"How do you sell this ring?" Ling Tian stopped in front of a stall, looked out of a palm-sized bronze mirror shaped like a beast's head, and quietly moved it away, and flipped through the pile of miscellaneous things that were pressing the bronze mirror. He picked up a ring and asked the price to the cunning middle-aged monk in front of him.

The middle-aged monk touched his mustache, and said with a smile: "Brother, you have good eyesight. This is the ring that I snatched from killing a monk at the peak of innate talent. You and I know each other by fate. I'll sell you!" 30 yuan low-grade spirit stone ready!"

Ling Tian was secretly amused, this guy in front of him only had mid-innate strength, yet he dared to brag about killing a late-innate monk. As for the price of the ring, it was even more out of the question, he must have regarded himself as a fat sheep.

Even in the Treasure Pavilion, such a ring with a space of only a few feet can only cost 30 yuan of low-grade spirit stones at most. As for the second-hand ring in the back street, I don’t know if there is any hidden damage, it can be sold. 15 yuan low-grade spirit stone, I'm about to snicker.

"Najie in Baoqi Pavilion can't afford this price. If you want to sell it, you can ask for a real price, otherwise we will change to another!" Before Ling Tian could speak, Hou Dahai had already started to bargain with a disdainful smile .

"15 yuan spirit stone!" Ling Tian smiled slightly, then picked up the bronze beast head mirror, threw it in front of the middle-aged monk, and said loudly: "I have to add another head, the formation on this Naring There are already several minor damages, and I don't think it will take long!"

A look of joy flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged monk, but he still said with a bitter face: "This bronze mirror with a beast head is a treasure, how about you add two low-grade spirit stones?"

Ling Tian picked up the bronze beast head mirror and said with a sneer, "If it's a treasure, are you willing to sell it? If you don't sell low-grade spirit stones for 15 yuan, forget it!"

Both the ring and the beast head bronze mirror were picked up for nothing, and the 15 yuan low-grade spirit stones are all a big profit. The middle-aged monk saw that Ling Tian was about to leave, and quickly let go: "For the sake of my fate, I will let you go." 15 yuan low-grade spirit stone ready!"

"How many spirit stones is this bronze mirror, I want it?"

Zhao Tu's voice suddenly came from behind. He hadn't noticed that the two people squatting next to him were Ling Tian and Hou Dahai, but he saw that the bronze beast head mirror seemed a bit weird, so he wanted to take it down.

Ling Tian took out 15 yuan of low-grade spirit stones from the kit like lightning, stuffed them into the hands of the middle-aged monk, and then snatched the beast head bronze mirror and the ring: "Money and goods are clear, these two things belong to me Already!"

After finishing speaking, he stood up from the ground, turned around and looked at Zhao Tu.

"Ling Tian!" A stern look suddenly appeared in Zhao Tu's eyes.

The middle-aged monk regretted secretly. Seeing Zhao Tu seeming to come towards the bronze mirror, he thought to himself, could it be that this ordinary bronze mirror is really a treasure?
In front of Zhao Tu, Ling Tian slowly put on the ring, and then put the bronze beast head mirror into the ring, secretly calling it a fluke, fortunately he was one step earlier, otherwise the Jidu mirror would definitely be destroyed It fell into Zhao Tu's hands.

Anger welled up on Zhao Tu's face: "This bronze mirror was the one I saw first, give it to me, and I'll let you go this time!"

"Senior brother Zhao is so loud, is it because his uncle is the elder of the sect that he wants to take it by force?" Hou Dahai said in a strange tone, and looked coldly at Zhao Tu on the opposite side.

"It seems that I didn't hit you enough last time!" Zhao Tu sneered and glanced at Hou Dahai.

Ling Tian put away his smile: "Zhao Tu, Hou Dahai's account, we haven't settled it yet, whoever lets him go, maybe!"

"Ling Tian! You're courting death!" Zhao Tu's face turned ferocious, and his eyes revealed a ferocious look. Ling Tian's cultivation speed has exceeded his expectations. If Ling Tian continues to grow, he will definitely surpass it. As for himself, thinking of this, his killing intent became even more intense.

"If you go to Kaiyang Peak, you don't know how much you weigh. Today I will let you know that a piece of wood is a piece of wood, and you will never want to turn over!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Tu lifted the long sword from his waist, and there was an undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

"Lend me your long sword!" Ling Tian pulled out Hou Dahai's long sword hanging from his waist with his backhand, and laid it across in front of him: "If you want to fight, then fight!"

The monks on both sides of the street rolled up their animal skins one after another, wrapped their possessions and slipped aside, emptying the long street and leaving it as a ring for the two.

Zhao Tu's eyes shone brightly, his figure was like lightning, and he rushed towards Ling Tianfei. The long sword in his hand turned into stars, like a bright galaxy, flowing down overwhelmingly, enveloping Ling Tian.

"Xingjizong's fantasy star swordsmanship really lives up to its reputation, that boy in black is in trouble!"

"Yeah! I think this boy in black is only at the early stage of congenital, and the one in the white robe is already at the middle stage of congenital cultivation. In addition, the magic star swordsmanship is the most powerful innate martial art of Xingji sect. This boy in black is in danger." Less!"

The knowledgeable monks beside him began to discuss in a low voice, no one was optimistic about Ling Tian at all.

Listening to these discussions, Hou Dahai's eyes were full of anxiety. The precepts of Xingjizong have no binding force at the foot of the mountain. Even if Zhao Tu kills Ling Tian, ​​it may not be a big problem.

Ling Tian had heard about the Huanxing swordsmanship, which is both virtual and real, and unpredictable. It was just too complicated, so he didn't choose this swordsmanship to practice.

With a sword in his hand, Ling Tian felt a sense of pride in his heart. He watched Zhao Tu pounced down in the air, a little bit of starlight spewed out from the blade, like a river of stars falling, the long sword stabbed out obliquely, and the primordial force surged, turning into a swaying starlight , Without flinching, he went up to him.

"Ding!"

A clear cry resounded through the long street, and the long sword in Ling Tian's hand collided with the tip of Zhao Tu's sword, and under the collision of the two, Zhao Tu's figure stopped in mid-air.

Ding!Ding!Ding!
The clear and crisp sound exploded like pearls falling on a jade plate. The six swords of Jiaosu, Kangsu, Disu, Fangsu, Xinsu, Ojuu, and Lingtian were all fired together, changing against changing, and each sword was magical Like hitting Zhao Tu's trembling blade, the starlight formed by the condensed energy has withered before it bloomed from the blade.

Zhao Turu was struck by lightning, his face changed slightly, and he dodged back, trying to distance himself from Ling Tian.

Ling Tian took the Star Step, stepped out with one step, the handle of the bucket shifted, and appeared in front of Zhao Tu like a great supernatural power shrinking the ground to an inch, and pointed at his heart with a mysterious ghost sword.

"Ling Tian, ​​you dare to kill me? My uncle won't let you go!"

"boom!"

The long sword in Ling Tian's hand touched Zhao Tu's blade, and a ball of energy condensed into a dazzling star, blasting away the energy protecting Zhao Tu's heart.

Zhao Tuji retreated more than ten steps before regaining his footing, and then a cloud of blood sprayed from his mouth, his face quickly turned gray, and the long sword in his hand snapped in two with a sound of "Zheng!".

"hiss!"

A crisp sound like cracking silk came from Zhao Tu's body. His white robe split from his heart and turned into countless pieces, flying like butterflies. Blood was pouring out.

"How could this be, how could this be?" Zhao Tu's eyes were confused, his face was ashen, he couldn't believe that he would be defeated by Ling Tian.

Although he blocked Ling Tian's ghost sword, the meridians in his body have been shredded. Unless there is a continuation of heaven, talent and earth treasures, he will not be able to continue to practice in this life.

Ling Tian walked slowly to Zhao Tu's side, and said in a cold voice, "You salty fish, you will never turn over!"

Killing intent surged in his heart, he was not among the three peaks of Xingjizong, and Zhao Tu was the first to kill him, even if he killed him, he didn't have to worry about punishment from the sect rules.Zhao Tu kept pressing each other, staying would only be a disaster.

"Ding!"

Just at this moment, a little golden glow crossed the long street and bumped into Ling Tian's sword, forcing him to take three steps back before regaining his footing.

"This junior brother is so hostile!" A handsome young man in a blue robe appeared at the end of the long street, and stood in front of Zhao Tu in an instant.

(End of this chapter)