God level swordsman

Chapter 116 Ending the Curtain 2
Zhao Tai, who was "repulsed" by the joint efforts of Song Xingchen and Xianghe in the distance, saw this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.Originally, he just wanted to pretend to snatch the dark red divine soil to dispel Xianghe and Song Xingchen's doubts, so as to better attack the target.He knew that Gu Baiyi would help to resist no matter what, so he just used him to block Xianghe and Song Xingchen, but he didn't expect that Widow Tu would help.

What I didn't expect was that things got even more exciting later on, when Zhu Tai came out to fight with Lu Yang, which undoubtedly made it easier for Zhao Tai to snatch the sacred soil.

In his previous life, Zhao Tai didn't stay in Xuanbingmen for a long time, so he really didn't know that there was such a powerful puppet in Xuanbingmen, and this puppet also involved the family power of Lu Chuanzhou, which was quite interesting.

Including Song Xingchen and Xianghe, the innate martial artists who were qualified to enter the underground palace all believed that there are good things that cannot be born in the dark red sacred soil, which is human nature.The reason why the sacred soil is dark red is because it was stained with the blood of the Martial Saint, and its preciousness is countless times higher than that of ordinary sacred soil. It can be said that it has a price but no market.Just imagine, how could there be so many martial saints' blood to stain you on the sacred soil?
But all this type of sacred soil is an existence that can be encountered but not sought after. Naturally, the things stored in it are also good things that can be obtained and will cause shocks in the world when they come out.In the previous life, Zhao Tai also thought the same way, so in the end, he spent all his energy to grab it, but in the end it was nothing.

However, Song Xingchen of the Shuijing Sword Sect got a blessing in disguise, and actually opened a fifth-grade sword Chuuxue in an ordinary piece of sacred soil.

The world is impermanent, and no one can predict it.

Now it is different. With the support of his previous life experience, it is naturally impossible for Zhao Tai to compete for the dark red sacred land.

"Where!"

Zhao Tai's eyes flashed, and he looked at several middle-aged martial artists who were fighting for a piece of sacred land.From being "shocked back" to now, he has been staring at the piece of sacred soil where the blowing snow sword is hidden, and has never looked away.

Two of the four middle-aged martial arts masters competing for the sacred land are from the family forces in Luchuan Prefecture, namely Wang Shaojun, the head of the Wang family, and Yin Qing, the head of the Yin family; the other two are two casual cultivators who follow Song Xingchen and want to get close to him.

The four fought fiercely, fighting for a piece of divine land.

After all, there are only seven pieces of sacred soil, and the best one is being targeted by Song Xingchen and Xianghe, and the other six pieces have several people vying for each.There are jade articles everywhere in the underground palace, which are very valuable, but compared with the sacred soil, they are far away. Everyone will go to the divine soil first. , and don't care about the jade.

Yin Qing is a middle-aged man with a bloated figure, fat head and big ears, and looks very blessed. Although he looks unattractive, his cultivation is extremely profound. He uses two heavy purple gold hammers to dance vigorously.

The whistling zhenqi scattered in all directions, and with a single hammer, a casual repair hammer vomited blood, and the sacred soil that had just been obtained also fell into his hands.

"Wang Goudan, I already got the things, why do you have to fight me? There are still a few pieces in other places, and you have a better chance of winning if you compete with them. You also know that our Yin family's Clear Sky Hammer combat skills are not vegetarians. " Yin Qing was exceptionally clever, and quickly put the sacred soil into the storage finger, and smiled at Wang Shaojun, whom he called the king dog.

When Wang Shaojun and another casual cultivator saw this, their expressions sank.

It's okay to confiscate the things, and it's not a situation where you can't die forever, but Yin Qing thought that he put the sacred soil into the storage finger, that is to say, he wanted to occupy that piece of sacred soil.

Joining another battle group now is not to say whether there is a chance, but it is a bit difficult to just reach out.The rest of the teams competing for the sacred land have already taken shape. If people are forced to enter to ensure that they are not in order, everyone will go out in unison and kill those who break in first.

According to Yin Qing, that's really a dead end.

"You're looking for death, Fatty Yin." Wang Shaojun laughed sadly, exchanged glances with the stranger martial artist, and Qi Qi rushed towards Yin Qing.

In the rivers and lakes, there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.

From a competitor to a collaborator, it is often just a thought.

Since Yin Qing put away the sacred soil, it would cut off their source of income, and naturally became the target of the two's joint efforts.

"Don't tell me we've known each other for decades, you son of a bitch, you actually teamed up with others to deal with me, bah." Yin Qing's fat face was filled with chills, and after spitting, he waved a purple gold hammer to meet him.

boom,
Yin Qingru, who had just obtained the divine soil, felt that his strength had increased a lot with the help of a god. The proficiency of the ancestral Clear Sky Hammer combat skill has actually increased, and it has stepped into the state of supernatural skills, and its power has also greatly increased.

Facing Wang Shaojun and the other two, he was not afraid at all and fought hard with them.

Wang Shaojun and the casual cultivator were paralyzed by the powerful Zijin hammer, and they retreated a few steps.

"Looking for death!" Yin Qing laughed triumphantly.

Suddenly, a crimson sword light shone, reflecting the entire underground palace in red. The sad and beautiful blush was as magnificent and moving as the sunset on the top of the mountain surrounded by mountains.

The smile on Yin Qing's face froze instantly, a scarlet long sword protruded from his chest, and blood gushed out from the wound uncontrollably, spreading down the edge of the sword.

"I, you are." He turned his head numbly. After seeing Zhao Tai's smiling face, his pupils gradually became dilated, and his eyes were full of disbelief until his death.

He was approached quietly, even if it was a sneak attack, Yin Qing felt that it would not be enough to kill him instantly.

As the patriarch of one of the several major families in Lu Chuanzhou, Yin Qing has the highest cultivation base and the most powerful and powerful. Except for the Xuanbingmen, other patriarchs are also afraid of him.Now, he died without even blocking a sword.

Wang Shaojun, who was shaken back in the distance, was also shocked. He knew Yin Qing's strength best, and he had suffered a lot from those two purple gold hammers.But after he saw clearly who killed Yin Qing, he was relieved.

Wang Shaojun's news is not far behind. He has also heard about the deeds of Zhao Tai and Gu Baiyi. Those who can kill Zhou Yuanzheng, Zhou Yuyu of the Zhou family in Xuanlu City, and the notorious Hansheng two elders, kill Yin Qing Very normal.

It's just that what he couldn't figure out was that with Zhao Tai's strength, if he didn't fight for the best piece, why would he join in the fun by going to these soup drinkers to grab things?Could it be that everything is going to fail?The appetite is too big.

The self-made relics appeared in the world, and everyone in the martial arts flocked here, and even famous martial arts participated in it.But they won't think about taking it all, but will leave some soup for other small forces or casual martial artists, so that they can get what they want, and they won't be hostile by the martial artists of the rivers and lakes, which is the best of both worlds.

Zhao Tai's behavior is puzzling, there are still people who want to drink soup instead of meat?

"Your Excellency stretched your hand too far. If you don't leave food for us small characters, the consequences will be very serious." Wang Shaojun said with a sullen face.

Zhao Taili ignored him, and slowly put the sacred soil into the storage bracelet.

"court death."

Wang Shaojun gritted his teeth, and said to the casual martial artist beside him, "Let's go together."

After finishing speaking, he rushed forward, and a series of violent sonic booms sounded in the air.

But the corner of the casual martial artist's mouth showed an inexplicable smile
(End of this chapter)