Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 171
After Ling Tian sent away the mid-stage cultivator of the Purple Mansion, he locked himself in the cabin to practice. Although he had already advanced to the early stage of the Purple Mansion, and he had successfully practiced many secret arts, the one who suddenly appeared last time The Vientiane Realm cultivator still weighed on his heart like a mountain.

Moreover, he has just advanced to the early stage of Zifu, and his foundation is not stable. Only after he has established a solid foundation through practice, can he use the spirit stone in his hand to continue to attack the middle stage of Zifu, and even the late period of Zifu.

Three days later, Ling Tian was able to see a blossoming island in the distance through the porthole in the cabin, which was inlaid with water mirrors. It should be the legendary Baihua Island. The reason why the young monks gave time to the ship owner was probably because they wanted to make a name for themselves, and those who wanted to watch the excitement would naturally gather on Baihua Island during this time.As long as he becomes famous in one battle, he will be able to cause a sensation in the sea area hundreds of thousands of miles away.

When the fleet docked, Ling Tian was completely stunned, because there were already many people waiting at the port, densely packed, and surrounded all the piers where their fleet was docked.

More importantly, among these spectators, there was a large open space, and inside stood a young man in white robes, with a long knife on his back, standing there with a haughty expression, as if looking at all the people around him. The bustling people are regarded as air.

Standing on the deck, Ling Tian was stunned when he saw that proud guy with his nostrils turned upside down from a distance. This was not the cold guy who chased Qiu Yuexin hard and was sent out by the Demon Spirit Sect to hunt him down. away?

Thinking of this, Ling Tian looked around Leng Li again, and he found that He Yuedong was standing in the crowd, obviously protecting Leng Li secretly, after all, Leng Li is a genius disciple of their Demon Spirit Sect, favored by many elders, Can the mantle of being the head of the sect be lost here?

The ship's owner, Zhao Donglei, saw Leng Li standing on the pier, and his face turned ashen. The two middle-stage cultivators of the Purple Mansion behind him also turned pale at the same time.

After a moment of silence, he glanced at Ling Tian first, and said with a wry smile: "Little brother, you should leave first! I don't think that guy will target you!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Donglei said to the two mid-term cultivators of the Zifu behind him: "You two have done your best to follow me here. I will take the initiative to admit defeat and will not let you fight him. Please rest assured!"

"Boss, why are you so embarrassed?" The middle-aged monk who took the Lingtian Lingshi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he still hesitated to say something, just to make his face look better. If Zhao Donglei really changed his mind, he would definitely end up in the end will admit defeat directly.

Although the other mid-term cultivator of the Zifu didn't speak, he obviously relaxed. He probably had the same idea and would never die for Zhao Donglei.

Ling Tian smiled slightly, and said softly: "Mr. Zhao, please don't worry, I'll just wait on the boat for a while and see the excitement!"

After hearing Ling Tian's words, Zhao Donglei's eyes showed displeasure, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and just gave Ling Tian a hard look, and let him take the boat for free and arrange the best cabin. Now that he wanted to watch his excitement, Zhao Donglei was secretly depressed, he shouldn't have allowed Ling Tian to board the boat in the first place.

Ling Tian naturally knew what was going on in Zhao Donglei's mind, but he didn't care. As long as he rescued him later, he would definitely understand why he said this.

Zhao Donglei jumped off the deck with a wry smile, walked towards the pier, stood in front of Leng Li, his face flushed, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Leng, it was me, Zhao Donglei, who was wrong before, and I am willing to offer a thousand pieces of Lingshi as an apology. I only hope that Mr. Leng can let me live!"

Those onlookers booed one after another. Originally, they thought that Zhao Donglei would rather die than surrender, and there would be a big fight, but he didn't expect to beg for mercy. Naturally, a thousand pieces of spirit stones can't be low-grade or middle-grade goods, they are definitely high-grade spirit stones. For a cultivator in the middle stage of the mansion, it is also a large amount of wealth. Unless it is a young master of the sect like Feng Aotian, the total net worth of an ordinary middle-stage cultivator in the Zifu mansion is only so much.

Unexpectedly, Leng Li was not interested in Zhao Donglei's spirit stone at all, he glanced at Zhao Donglei lightly, and said in a deep voice: "You dare to insult me, this kind of shame can only be washed away with your blood , so, die!"

After pausing for a moment, he looked at the two mid-stage cultivators of the Zifu who were following Zhao Donglei, and said with a sneer, "You can let the two of them go together, I don't mind!"

Leng Li is the most valued core disciple of the Demon Spirit Sect. He definitely has a lot of spirit stones on him. He hasn't paid attention to a mere thousand high-grade spirit stones. This time, he wants to kill people and stand up for himself The Sea of ​​​​Blood Moon made a name for itself.

Zhao Donglei glanced at the two middle-stage cultivators of the Purple Mansion behind him, and said with a wry smile, "Let's go! I'll deal with him!"

With his words, the two mid-term cultivators of the Zifu finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhao Donglei with apologetic eyes, and then slowly walked into the crowd, expressing that they would not go all out for him.

"Come on! Since you want to kill me, come on!" Zhao Donglei is just a cultivator at the early stage of the Zifu. Facing the legendary genius who can defeat the late monks of the Zifu, he has no chance of winning at all. He just wants to die at this moment.

Leng Li grinned, slowly pulled out the long knife behind him, pointed at Zhao Donglei, and said in a deep voice: "For the sake of your sense of humor, I will make your death less painful and leave you with a whole body!"

Zhao Donglei's eyes were full of humiliation, and he took out a long sword from the Najie. Although he knew that he would die, he still wanted to make a final fight instead of waiting for death.

At this moment, Ling Tian jumped up from the deck of the building, landed in front of Zhao Donglei, and said with a smile, "Let me help you!"

Hearing Ling Tian's words, Zhao Donglei was stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look at Ling Tian, ​​and couldn't believe his eyes. Before Ling Tian just wanted to watch the excitement, why did he suddenly stand up to help him now?

However, he still smiled bitterly and said: "Little brother, you are an early-stage cultivator in the Purple Mansion just like me, and you can't possibly be his opponent. I appreciate your kindness, but I can't watch you die in vain. So you better go! I don't need your help!"

Ling Tian just shook his head slightly, waiting for Leng Li's reaction. That guy came here just to chase and kill him. Seeing himself appearing in front of him at this moment, he might be overjoyed.

Leng Li heard that someone actually wanted to help Zhao Donglei to fight against him, and he was a powerful person, but he was an early-stage cultivator in the Zifu, so he randomly turned his attention to Ling Tian, ​​and then he was stunned. There was a look of ecstasy on his face, it was like stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, and it took no effort to get it. I had been looking for that kid in the sea of ​​​​blood moon for so long, but he was nowhere to be found. Baihua Island met.

"It's you?" A smirk appeared on Leng Li's face, and he said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect you to throw yourself into a trap. This time I will kill you and pass it on to the public, so that everyone will know that you have offended our devil. The fate of the Lingzong!"

Ling Tian nodded lightly and said: "Yes, it is indeed me. Since I dare to stand in front of you, I am naturally not afraid of you. If you have any skills, just use them!"

Zhao Donglei was stunned when he heard the conversation between Ling Tian and Leng Li. Could it be that the two of them knew each other before and had a grudge?
Leng Li snorted, glanced at Ling Tian, ​​and said in a loud voice: "I'm still one of you, what are you capable of, that you dare to appear in front of me? It turns out that it's because you've advanced to the early stage of the Purple Mansion, but you think that's the case. Can you beat me? It's just wishful thinking!"

He Yuedong also stood out from the crowd, looked at Ling Tian, ​​but his face was extremely solemn, Ling Tian was able to kill the mid-stage cultivators of the Purple Mansion when he was only at the peak of Yuandan on the barren snowfield, and now he has advanced to the Purple Mansion, his strength is certain It has grown again, maybe Leng Li may not be his opponent.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Leng Li, and said in a low voice, "Martial Nephew Leng, why don't you let me deal with him?"

He Yuedong believed that with his late-stage Zifu strength, he should be able to kill Ling Tian smoothly. Although Leng Li had defeated the late-stage cultivators of the Zifu, the number of victories against Ling Tian was only five or five.

After hearing He Yuedong's words, Leng Li snorted displeasedly, and then said lightly: "Doesn't Master Master not believe in my strength? Ever since I came to the Sea of ​​Blood Moon, I feel that my strength has improved a lot, why don't I just Let me deal with that guy first, to wash away the shame of the sect, as for you, uncle, please help me to sweep the formation by the side!"

Although he spoke politely, he actually didn't pay attention to He Yuedong at all, and didn't even have the slightest tone of discussion. He simply regarded He Yuedong as his servant.

Although He Yuedong was secretly annoyed, he didn't show it. Although he was the elder of the Demon Sect, if Leng Li took over the sect's power in the future, he would have to rely on the other party's breath. Her mission was to protect Leng Li's safety, so after hearing Leng Li's words, she had no choice but to retreat to the side.

Zhao Donglei glanced at Ling Tian and said in a low voice, "Little brother, did you know Leng Li before?"

"I have some grudges with his sect. In fact, the reason why he came to the Sea of ​​​​Blood Moon is to chase and kill me!" Ling Tian smiled slightly. He had defeated the late-stage cultivators of Zifu, but Zhao Donglei could not see a trace of tension or fear on his face.

"However, he still has an uncle who is a late-stage cultivator in the Purple Mansion, little brother, I advise you to escape! You can't be their opponent!" Although Zhao Donglei didn't know what enmity Ling Tian had with the Demon Spirit Sect, Just seeing that the other party put up such a big battle to chase him, he knew that the matter was definitely serious, so he persuaded Ling Tian softly, letting him take the opportunity to escape.

(End of this chapter)