Painting of the Nine Immortals

The night was as dark as light and light.

Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned, but it was unexpected that Zhao Shikong was overcast.

However, he was not alarmed.

Zhao Shikong has more power, and he is not without a hole card.

"You don't have to pretend to be calm. At this moment, you are at the end of the crossbow. Don't say that I can't carry a single finger with you."

Zhao Shikong looked at Ling Xian with a smile, as if looking at a dead person.

"You have the power, and I don't have no cards. It's unclear who deer died."

Ling Xian's expression was calm and calm.

"Really, then give it a try, this trick will take you on the road."

Zhao Shikong laughed, besides being proud, he was sarcastic.

He condensed the last point of mana, the palm of his left hand, the demon ghost swallowed the world, the right hand pinched the sword, and the forward was bright.

Suddenly, the prestige of extinction swept through the eight wastelands, let Lingxian look down.

It is too powerful, and in his current state, it is absolutely unstoppable.

"Hopefully, you will appear as before ..."

Ling Xian murmured to himself, the imperial robes are now, and the flowers of the road are out.

boom!

God shines brightly and shines in the sky. Two shocking methods protect the body.

"I've shattered the bodyguard twice, and dare to show it?"

Zhao Shikong laughed loudly, and more and more determined that Ling Xian had no hole cards.

Therefore, he struck a palm and a sword as a winner.

Suddenly, the earth cracked and the void shattered.

This made Zhao Shikong's smile rich, especially when he saw that the imperial clothing was also broken, and even laughed.

But the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

Because of this, several mysterious words emerge, mysterious like the scriptures of the immortal king, explaining the heaven and earth, the universe, and the universe.

The moment it emerged, it turned into absolute defense, blocking a palm and a sword.

This scene made Zhao Shikong's smile stiff and unbelievable.

On the one hand, he didn't think Lingxian had a backhand; on the other, he didn't expect that Lingxian's hole card could block his last blow!

"Sure enough."

Looking at the mysterious symbol circling the body, Ling Xian smiled slightly, relieved.

The hole card in his mouth refers to the mysterious symbol, which has repeatedly saved him from danger.

However, he has no control over the mysterious words, and can only bet that the mysterious symbols will emerge when he is in danger.

Fortunately, Lingxian won.

The mysterious symbol not only emerged on the occasion of a critical strike, but it did not live up to his expectations and blocked a punch and sword.

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Zhao Shikong roared, almost insane.

There is no way he can't be mad. He already regards himself as the winner, but in a blink of an eye, he fell into a state of inevitable destruction.

Even if he is a tough-minded man, he is unwilling to accept this cruel reality.

"You are defeated." Ling Xian smiled slightly, although her clothes were stained with blood, and she was almost disintegrated, but she did not lose her demeanor.

If someone is present, he will also be considered as bright and cannot be seen directly.

Because of this, he won the power of the ninth state with the power of the eighth state.

Although it relies on death gas and soul-killing needles, it is shocking to stop Zhao Shikong's three moves.

"No, I'm not defeated, how could I be defeated?"

Zhao Shikong growled and stared at Ling Xian, saying: "The ants of the ants also want to kill me? Dream!"

"The one in your dream is you."

"Accept the reality, at this moment you are the fish on the cutting board, and I am the knife."

Ling Xian faintly opened his mouth, Zhao Shikong had no more power, and he could only let him slaughter.

"You stabbed me for the fish ..." Zhao Shikong gritted his teeth, but had nothing to say.

The fact is before him. At this moment, he has no resistance at all, and naturally he can only let Lingxian handle it.

"I am Elder Zhao Jiatai. I have heavy power. If you let me go, I can give you anything you want." Zhao Shikong looked at Ling Xian deeply.

"Don't you feel stupid?" Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. He had offended Zhao Shikong and it was endless. How could he let this person go?

"There are no absolute friends and no absolute enemies. Everything depends on the price." Zhao Shikong forced his anger to make himself as gentle as possible.

Unfortunately, no matter what he says, Ling Xian will not waver.

Today he let go of Zhao Shikong, and tomorrow, he will be chased down by the entire Zhao family. This is something that all fools know.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with a fool, let's go on the road." Ling Xian glanced at Zhao Shikong, raised his hand to condense, his mighty sky, broken into the void.

Although he was also seriously injured, he was much better than Zhao Shikong. At least, he still had the power to fight again.

"And slow!"

Zhao Shikong was terrified and said, "Everything is easy to discuss. I can give you my storage bag, and everything for you!"

"Kill you, I can still get your storage bag, not to mention, I just want your life."

Ling Xian opened her mouth slightly, and the Emperor's fist burst out, swallowing for nine days and ten places.

This made Zhao Shikong's liver and gallbladder split, remorse.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

When Emperor Boxing was added, Zhao Shikong burst instantly and turned into blood and rain.

"It's over." Lingxian exhaled a long sigh of relief, completely relieved.

Then he fell powerless and the whole man collapsed.

This battle is really too difficult, let alone say that the three tricks of Zhao Shikong's resistance is the biggest test he has encountered so far.

After all, Zhao Shikong is a monk in the middle of the ninth state. Even if he is seriously injured and dying, it is also a monster.

This is Lingxian. If I change someone else, I can't carry it.

"Cough, really miserable." Ling Xian coughed up blood and smiled bitterly.

His bones and meridians have all been broken, and his internal organs have been severely injured. Such injuries cannot be recovered in a short time.

Fortunately, he won, or else he would lose money.

"The next step is to take back the inheritance."

"Zhao Shikong is dead, and he has no reliance on it, and it is not difficult to obtain the place of inheritance as the demon fairy."

Ling Xian smiled and was quite pleased.

Then, he turned his eyes to the storage bag left by Zhao Shikong, and smiled a bit.

Zhao Shikong is not an ordinary monk in the ninth realm, but one of the rulers of the Zhao family. The net worth is naturally impossible.

Even if most of the treasures are placed in the old nest, the treasures they carry with them will be an amazing number.

At the moment, Lingxian beckoned and the storage bag came automatically.

Then, his eyebrows glowed, erasing Zhao Shikong's imprint.

Suddenly, the aura of light shone, shining like a sun.

Ling Xian's star eyes also lighted up.

Because there are many treasures, in addition to those he used as bait, there are still many valuable treasures.

"This trip is worthwhile, it's worth it." Ling Xian smiled, very satisfied.

Then, he moved Zhao Shikong's treasures to his storage bag, immersed in his mind, and focused on healing.

Three days later, Lingxian's injury stabilized. Although it was not completely cured, it was no longer a big deal.

"Now, it's time to go to Zhao's house."

"Want to come, at this moment the Zhao family is already sky-high."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, and then stood up, intending to go to Zhao's house to retrieve the inheritance of Pi Xian.

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The third chapter will be very late. Please don't wait for you, and get up tomorrow morning.