Chapter 17 The Sect's Treasure: The Tianque Sword! At the Foot of Tianwang Mountain, We Fought!

The senior brother was really cautious. He judged that he could not defeat the people who came to kick the gym, so he struck preemptively and ran away in advance. As long as I ran fast enough, the kickers couldn't catch up with me!

Since the rise of the blue moon, the eldest brother has not lost a single victory. This is all because of his cautious character.

But the senior brother wanted to leave, but someone refused to let him go!

When the middle-aged man from the Demon Sword Sect saw that the elder brother wanted to escape, he immediately pulled out the lotus root from his waist, and then charged towards the elder brother: "Where to go? Today we are here to kick the gym, and we can't let anyone go!"

Shi Ling:?

No, let him go! Didn't you see that he has a big carrot? How can my little fruit knife be a match for that big carrot?

The radish was too big, and his fruit knife couldn't support itself.

But the middle-aged man didn't know, he pulled out the lotus root and stabbed it in. But who would have thought that the senior brother would pull out the radish on his back, and then cut off the middle-aged man's lotus root with a radish.

"Ah! My Kikuichimonji!" the middle-aged man screamed loudly.

The apprentices around him suddenly sneered.

"That's Senior Brother's black iron heavy sword. How can your little sword be as powerful as porcelain?"

"Eldest Brother is so powerful, knock these two kickers out of the house!"

The middle-aged man kept retreating. From his perspective, he drew out the treasured sword Ju Yiwen, and then stabbed it out fiercely. Who would have thought that the senior brother would draw out the clumsy black iron heavy sword at a faster speed, and then put it in his hand? The word "Ju" was smashed into pieces. This was one of the best swords of their Demon Sword Sect! He actually broke it, how would Master punish him? This was beyond belief.

Shi Ling walked over, picked up the lotus root that had been broken into two pieces, and put it into a plastic bag.

Everyone was shocked and stared at Shi Ling.

"What? What kind of demon is this person? Didn't that person come with him? Why didn't he even let go of that person's weapon?"

The middle-aged man pointed his index finger at Shi Ling: "That is my weapon."

"He doesn't even let go of his own weapons. Is it possible that this person is a martial artist?"

Shi Ling glanced at everyone speechlessly. The lotus roots were in good quality and it was perfect to take them back to make soup. How could he waste them?

The senior brother defeated an enemy, and his confidence suddenly increased. He looked at Shi Ling, as if he was about to take action.

But Shi Ling suddenly looked at the good white radish in his hand: "Although there are no ribs, radish stewed with lotus root is also a good choice."

In an instant, the senior brother paused. He felt that he was being targeted by a terrifying predator. The endless murderous aura spread over him. He half-knelt on the ground on the spot, and then used the black iron heavy sword. Plug into the ground to support your body.

"Such a strong murderous aura!" The senior brother could hardly open his eyes. He struggled to hold on. If it weren't for the Dark Iron Heavy Sword, he would have collapsed!

The surrounding apprentices immediately fell on their backs. They all felt the extremely powerful murderous aura. The murderous aura almost froze the air and made it difficult for them to breathe. This was true for the apprentices who were far away, and the senior brother who was close felt the most. profound.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Shi Ling, and then he seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, Shura coming to the world, and the devil coming.

But from Shi Ling’s perspective, it’s like this:

The senior brother inexplicably knelt down halfway, then used a carrot to support his body, and kept rocking forward and back, as if being blown by a strong wind, as if he had climbed Mount Everest and encountered a blizzard. That acting skills, there is no problem in winning an Oscar.

But the problem is that there is no wind now, let alone wind. The sun is shining and the summer cicadas are chirping continuously, which even makes Shi Ling feel a little bit hot.

"Hiss~" The apprentices present felt that the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, even to the freezing point. They exhaled white mist, wrapped up their clothes tightly and trembled.

The senior brother stood up with difficulty, but the next second he knelt down on one knee again. The terrifying murderous aura radiated out, making it impossible for him to get up until...

Shi Ling suddenly felt a sound of breaking through the air behind him, and then he immediately reached out to grab it, and his claws caught something long, thin, and with a very rough surface.

He turned around and saw that it was a long and thin yam.

Oh, it’s a big profit, yam is much more expensive than radish and lotus root.

The atmosphere immediately subsided, and the extremely powerful murderous aura disappeared. The staggering apprentices stood up with difficulty. Then when they saw the yam in Shi Ling's hand, they immediately exclaimed:

"It's our sect's most important treasure: the Tianque Divine Sword!"

"This sword has been worn by the master all year round. Why."

The murderous aura disappeared, and the senior brother breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly stabilized his body, and then took a big breath. The big white radish supported him to prevent him from falling. When he saw the yam, he was surprised and said: "Master, you how?"

Master?

Shi Ling looked up and saw a slim woman walking out of the gym. She was holding a gleaming sword in her hand. It was obvious at first glance that it was a real sword!

This made Shi Ling shrink his eyes.

All the disciples were shocked: "Why did the master just walk out with a wooden sword? Why did she want to hand over the Tianque Divine Sword, the treasure of the sect?"

Shi Ling frowned. He was already thinking of quitting. The opponent was obviously very skilled in swordsmanship and had a sharp weapon. He only had a small fruit knife. The situation was very unfavorable to him.

"This is the treasure of our sect. I will give it to you as a pawn for the time being. I only hope you will spare the life of my disciples." The woman in front of Shi Ling said. She was quite tall for a woman, at least 175 cm. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail and hung down to her waist. She had a good figure and skin as white as a princess, but she did not give people a feeling of being delicate and weak. She was wearing a swordsman's outfit and holding a cold and shining sword in her right hand, which made Shi Ling very afraid.

"No!" The eldest brother shouted, "Master, you must not give him the treasure of the sect!"

Shi Ling: "."

It's just a piece of yam. Your master is a wise man.

The yam with no fighting power is not needed, but the real weapon should be held in hand.

The woman continued: "Seven days later, at the foot of Tianwang Mountain, you and I will have a fight to settle all grievances. Life and death will be determined by the swords in your hands!"

Shi Ling had this in mind. The ingredients were already in hand, and it was time to retreat.

"Impossible," the middle-aged man from the Demon Sword Sect said arrogantly, "What grudge is here, umm!"

Before he finished speaking, a broken eggplant was stuffed into his mouth, leaving him completely speechless.

What grudge? Didn't you see that the other party was holding a magic weapon?

Shi Ling clasped his fists: "Okay, the grudge between you and me doesn't need to involve other people. Seven days later, I will keep the appointment at the foot of Tianwang Mountain!"

Shi Ling grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar and walked straight to the door of the gym. After walking out of the door, the middle-aged man took the half eggplant out of his mouth and said: "Young man, you missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I came to challenge the gym because I heard that the head of the Divine Sword School was injured. At this moment, she is injured and has only a wooden sword in her hand, and you have the divine weapon Tianque Divine Sword. How can she be your opponent?"

Shi Ling glanced at the middle-aged man.

"Damn idiot~"