Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 1359 Fire Dragon Spear

After Bei Lieming heard the price that Ling Tian shouted out, he was stunned immediately, with a sullen look on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Small, are you kidding me?"

He originally wanted to call Ling Tian a kid, but thought of Ling Tian's mid-stage Pure Yang cultivation, so he temporarily changed his words. Even so, it was extremely extremely difficult to treat a mid-stage Pure Yang cultivator with this attitude. disrespectful thing.

"Playing with you? I don't have the time to spare. Those Yuanjings are worth thousands of high-grade spirit crystals. If you want them, don't get lost!" Since Bei Lieming's words were rude, Ling Tian naturally didn't have a good look at him. After drinking in a low voice, he turned around and walked outside the elegant room, not bothering to pay any attention to this inexplicable guy.

"Song He, stop this kid for me!" Seeing that Ling Tian wanted to leave, Bei Lieming immediately shouted angrily at the strong man in black robe standing behind him.

After Song He heard Bei Lieming's words, his figure flickered, and he appeared behind Ling Tian, ​​blocking his way, and said expressionlessly: "Young master, before my young master told you that you can leave, you still have to leave." Please stay!"

A playful smile appeared on Ling Tian's face, he glanced at the strong man in black robe, and snorted coldly: "Could it be that you think you can stabilize my head, don't forget, we are all pure Yang mid-stage cultivators! "

"Even if I am not your opponent, I will never give way until you knock me down!" Song He blocked the door like an iron tower. If Ling Tian wanted to leave, he had to either jump from the window or Blow through the surrounding walls, or you can only defeat him first.

"I sincerely want to buy the Yuanjing in your hand. You should offer a sincere price. The price you just yelled is really a lion's mouth!" Bei Lieming realized that his tone just now was too much. He was tough, so he stood up from the chair, and said with a smile: "What's more, I don't even know whether you have Yuanjing in your hand, so how could I agree to your asking price casually! If this is the case, then wouldn't I be a Kyle?"

"Hmph! The Yuanjing in my ring is worth so many spirit crystals. If you don't believe me, forget it. Make way for me now, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Ling Tian's face turned cold, Bei Lieming Could it be that he thought his previous rudeness could be exposed with just a few casual words?

Bei Lieming's complexion changed again, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you are shameless. Do you really think that a middle-stage Chunyang monk like you who has just advanced can be Song He's opponent?"

"Whether it is true or not, you can only know if you fight!" Ling Tian's face was indifferent, and it seemed that Song He, who was standing in front of him like an iron tower, had a flash of anger in his eyes.

Song He was still silent, but looking at Ling Tian, ​​there was also a trace of fighting intent. After all, he was also a cultivator in the middle stage of Chunyang, but Ling Tian looked down upon him so much. Naturally, there was a flame burning in his heart, even if he was happy or angry. He didn't show it, but if Bei Lieming ordered him to fight Ling Tian, ​​he would never refuse.

"How dare you compete with Song He in the arena. If you win, I can give you a hundred top-grade spirit stones. If you lose, I don't want all the yuan crystals in your ring. What do you think?" A smile flashed in Bei Lieming's eyes, and he offered Ling Tian the conditions for a ring competition.

From Bei Lieming's point of view, even if there are Yuanjing in Ling Tianna Ring, it is probably only worth a hundred top-grade spirit crystals. These spirit crystals are all his savings, but if they are used for a big gamble, maybe they can be exchanged for it. More benefits.

And he has great confidence in Song He's strength. Although Song He is just a monk in the middle stage of Chunyang, he is actually very powerful. Even if he fights against a monk in the late stage of Chunyang, he will not be defeated. The monk might not be his opponent, that's why Bei Lieming made such a condition, hoping to inspire Ling Tian to agree to this competition, and it would be effortless to secure the Yuanjing by then.

"A hundred top-grade spirit crystals, that's fine, I'll just have fun with you!" Ling Tian looked up at Song He standing in front of him, smiled and nodded in agreement, and said in a deep voice, "Lead the way! Jing is ready, but don't lose and be unable to take it out when the time comes!"

Bei Lieming didn't expect Ling Tian to be so confident in the face of Song He. He was stunned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Hmph! Don't worry, I, Bei Lieming, always keep my word and will never renege on my debt!"

"That's right, anyway, even if you renege on your debt, I still have a way for you to take out the spirit crystal!" Ling Tian didn't take Bei Lieming's deterioration seriously, but nodded slightly, and then followed Bei Lieming and Song Lingtian. He walked out of the elegant room behind the river.

Bei Lieming walked side by side with Song He. He looked back at Ling Tian who was following behind, and said in a low voice: "Song He, are you confident that you can defeat this kid? This is about a hundred high-grade spirit crystals, and I also You have to be careful!"

Song He was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Young master, don't worry, he has just advanced to the middle stage of Chunyang, and his realm has not yet been completely stabilized. He is definitely not my opponent. You just wait for the time to take Yuanjing from him." Bar!"

"You're so confident, that's the best!" Bei Lieming let out a sigh of relief. To be honest, seeing the confident smile on Ling Tian's face, he really felt a little guilty.

Naturally, there are rings in Tiger Hill City for people to compete and learn from each other. There are ten rings in total, all of which are located on the southwest side of Flying Tiger Castle.

Ling Tian followed the two of them and arrived near the arena. From a distance, he heard the sound of cheers and applause, and there was the faint roar of Yuan Li. It seemed that someone was fighting on the other side of the arena.

By the time the three of them walked over, the competition on the ring was over, the winner would win everything, and the loser would lose everything, and would either be carried off the ring, or leave the ring without any injuries. Both the cheers and cheers are reserved for the winner.

"Young Master, the central arena in front of you is the most spacious, and there is no one there now, so let's not waste time, let's go up and decide the winner! Young Master, don't worry, I will hit as far as I can, and I will never hurt you! "Bei Lieming nodded slightly to Song He, and then Song He turned his head to look at Ling Tian, ​​inviting him to fight.

After finishing speaking, in order not to give Ling Tian a chance to repent, he flew straight onto the ring, then took off the gun case behind his back, and placed it heavily beside him, causing a loud thunderous noise from the ring, knocking out all the people below the ring. People's eyes are drawn to the past.

"Look quickly, this seems to be the enshrined Song He of Bei Lie's family. He is a monk in the middle stage of Chunyang. This time he stepped into the ring, who is he going to fight with?"

"There are still people who dare to provoke Bei Lie's family. They don't know how to live or die. Although Song He is only a monk in the middle stage of Chunyang, his combat power is comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of Chunyang. I am also very curious about this person who dared to agree with him Who is he fighting in the ring?"

"Look, Bei Lieming is here too, and the young man next to him seems to be a middle-stage Chunyang cultivator. Could it be that this young man is Song He's opponent this time?"

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After seeing Song He, many monks below the ring shouted in low voices. Song He is a well-known strong man in Huqiu City. Many people know him and know that he is Bei Lieming's confidant, so for this competition , They also have different opinions and keep guessing.

"Why, are you scared, so you dare not go up? If so, just admit defeat and give me the Yuanjing!" Bei Lieming saw that Ling Tian didn't seem to be moving, so he couldn't help but mock him .

"What's the rush, it's not too late now! Do you really want to lose Lingjing to me that much?" Ling Tian smiled slightly, then walked slowly onto the ring and stood opposite Song He.

Seeing Ling Tian stepping into the ring, the nearby monks exclaimed again. They had already guessed that Song He's opponent this time might be as strong as him, or even stronger than him, but when they saw Ling Tian's At this time, I still feel that I have made a profit. After all, the confrontation between two pure Yang mid-stage monks is not always a chance to see.

"It's really a middle-stage Chunyang cultivator, and he's still so young. Where did this guy come from? Why haven't I seen him before in Huqiu City?"

"I think he must be a cultivator from outside! He didn't know that he was arrogant enough to provoke Bei Lie's family. This time, he would definitely lose badly. Who doesn't know that Song He has the combat power of a late-stage Chunyang cultivator?"

"Didn't you realize that this guy seems to have just advanced to the middle stage of Chunyang? He doesn't even seem to have stabilized his realm yet! Don't ask, this battle must be won by Song He, but I don't know if they won it with Fighting to the death?"

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Ling Tian heard the discussions around the arena, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he glanced at Song He, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you to be so famous in Huqiu City, but although you have almost pure The combat power of a monk in the late Yang period is absolutely impossible to win against me, so I advise you to admit defeat early, lest we both consume energy!"

"Arrogance! I will let you know very soon that although we are both middle-stage pure Yang cultivators, how big is the difference in strength between us?" Song He's face darkened immediately after hearing Ling Tian's words, and he was angry at Ling Tian After drinking, he stretched out his hand and lightly patted the gun case next to him, and two sharp lights shot out from the gun case like flaming meteors, crossed in mid-air, and drew two arcs , and finally flew back into his hands, and was gently closed by him, turning into a flaming spear.

As soon as Song He held the spear in his hand, his aura began to rise continuously. Groups of flames gushed out from his body, rolling towards the spear like a hundred rivers flowing back, and finally all of them fell into the spear, making the words engraved on it The formation runes all shone, and the spear was in hand, like a fire dragon about to move.

(End of this chapter)