Chapter 10 The terrifying old man in the half-step Shenquan realm!

"Swish!"

Ling Tian moved and took the initiative to attack. His figure was fleeting. There was no need to use teleportation for such a short distance.

"snort!"

Zhou Jie snorted coldly and did not dodge. His aura was as steady as a mountain, and he slashed with his palm. The rushing energy flew out from his palm, like a sharp blade, slashing straight towards Ling Tian.

With a bang, Ling Tian’s long sword was unsheathed, and the sharp sword light shook so that people couldn’t open their eyes.

When the sword light disappeared, people were shocked to find that Ling Tian's long sword had been placed on Zhou Jie's neck at some point. The whole process was straightforward and without any drag.

"How is that possible!"

Jay Chou widened his eyes and looked at Ling Tian in disbelief, feeling like he was dreaming. But the cold breath from his neck made him understand that this was true. He had no power in front of Ling Tian, ​​and even Ling Tian, ​​who was seriously injured, was enough to kill him instantly.

"Smack!"

Qian Feng, who was behind him, smiled and walked over with applause, but there was a hint of lust in his smile.

"Junior Brother Ling Tian's strength is indeed extraordinary, Qian Feng admires it. After his injuries on his body heal, can he be a guest at our mansion?"

“No need to be a guest.”

Ling Tian shook his head lightly, and then said, "The ancient tomb of the prehistoric world is about to open, and the sword sect hides dragons and lies in the tiger. I must practice well to prevent myself from getting the qualifications at that time."

After saying that, Ling Tian stopped talking and turned around and left, leaving Qian Feng with a gloomy face on the spot.

...

In Ling Tian's room, three people sat cross-legged. Yun Feiyang said, "Ling Tian, ​​if you offended Qian Feng this time, you may have a lot of trouble in the future. Qian Feng is very powerful and has a special background, which is far beyond your imagination. You must be careful in the future."

"It's okay." Ling Tian waved his hand and said, "It's impossible for him to kill me because of such a small matter."

"It may not be impossible."

Yun Feiyang looked solemn, and Jiang Xinyue, who was beside him, also had a heavy face.

Ling Tian's heart sank and asked, "Can the disciples in the sect kill each other?"

"Of course not."

Yun Feiyang shook his head, his eyes were vague, and he thought of something, and said, "A long time ago, a disciple like you appeared in the Sword Sect. He offended Qian Feng at that time, but he was retaliated at night and was found dead in the room. That night, many people heard the violent fighting sounds from his room, but when everyone arrived, the disciple was already dead. The sect leader was furious and ordered a thorough investigation. As a result, someone behind Qian Feng came forward to suppress the matter, and the matter passed. Since then, not many people in the sect dared to provoke Qian Feng again."

Jiang Xinyue, who was beside her, looked solemn and said to Ling Tian: "Today, you will let him lose face in front of all the disciples of the Sword Sect. With his narrow mind, he will definitely not let you go easily. In my opinion, it is better to let your senior brother stay with you in the past few days."

"hehe"

Ling Tian smiled slightly and said indifferently: "The little devil is difficult to deal with. He can't hide from the first day of the lunar month and cannot escape from the fifteenth day of the lunar month. Senior Brother Yun cannot stay here forever. He always has a chance to take action."

"What do you do?"

Jiang Xinyue looked at Ling Tian with some concern. She didn't expect that this disciple who had just joined the Sword Sect to die in the room on the first day.

"Don't worry." Ling Tian thought for a moment, then said, "After my injury heals, my strength will be restored to the past. I am not afraid of Qian Feng, he can't do anything to me."

"Okay, then take care of yourself. If you have any questions, come to me immediately. I'll be on the hill behind."

Yun Feiyang and Jiang Xinyue stood up and said goodbye.

Ling Tian watched the two of them leave, then immediately closed the door and began to refine the storage ring.

Storage rings are the lowest-level treasures and are essential items for practitioners, specifically used to store personal belongings.

After a moment, Ling Tian refined the ring and immediately put in several peerless martial arts on his body.

The spiritual consciousness was immersed in the storage ring, and Ling Tian found that its internal space was only the size of a house. It was empty inside. In addition to the few martial arts that Ling Tian had just put in, there were also two books and several sets of robes of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Ling Tian changed into a robe, took out the two books inside, and studied them carefully.

One of these two books introduces the rules of the Sword Sect, the other is a roster, which is printed with various martial arts, elixirs, weapons and equipment, etc., and the following are redeemed as needed.

Every disciple who has just joined the Sword Sect has a thousand merits, which can be used to exchange for things on the roster. If you want to get more merits, you need to complete some sect tasks.

Ling Tian flipped through the roster and felt that these skills were relatively low-level and were of little use to him. However, he was short of elixirs and some weapons and equipment now.

He closed the roster and did not rush to exchange items. The most urgent task at the moment is to recover from the injuries on his body as soon as possible.

At midnight, Ling Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged, was awakened by a slight sound from the roof.

The sound came and went quickly, as if he had noticed Ling Tian had noticed him and disappeared soon.

Ling Tian remained silent and continued to meditate and practice, pretending to know nothing. At this moment, his injuries had healed. If Qian Feng came to assassinate him, he would have confidence to deal with it.

"Squeak!"

Ling Tian’s door was pushed open, silently, and two figures walked in from the darkness.

"Since you two are here, why bother sneaking!"

The lights in the room were on, and Ling Tian saw the appearance of the two of them clearly.

Walking in front was an old man with a hunchbacked body, a mustache, a pointed face and a monkey cheek. The old man was introverted, his aura was as deep as the sea, and his eyes were flashing with brilliance. He was obviously a master. Behind him was Qian Feng.

"You're actually here!"

Ling Tian stared at the two of them with a vigilant look, looking up and down on them, especially the old man, which made him unable to see through and gave him a terrifying feeling.

"You are not surprised by my arrival at all. It seems that Yun Feiyang has told you everything."

Qian Feng took a chair and sat down. He looked arrogant and arrogant, as if in his eyes, Ling Tian was already a dead person.

"You actually want to kill me?"

Ling Tian looked at Qian Feng and put his right hand calmly on the sword around his waist.

Qian Feng played with the water cup on the table, crossed his legs high, and said casually: "It's not that you have to kill you. Those who know the times are heroes. If you are willing to surrender to me, I will guarantee you endless wealth and glory."

"Terror to you?"

Ling Tian glanced sideways and laughed out loud, saying, "You are too arrogant to yourself, do you think you will be able to take me? Also, have you heard that person who practices is interested in glory and wealth?"

"You still dare to be arrogant, slap your mouth!"

After Qian Feng finished speaking, the old man behind him suddenly moved out, his body shaped like a whirlwind, and in a blink of an eye it rushed to Ling Tian.

"It's so overbearing!"

Ling Tian shouted angrily, teleported directly, and came outside the house.

"Oh? It's interesting!"

The old man's palm fell to nothing, and his face suddenly showed a playful look. The strength of the Xiaoyao Realm could actually escape from his hands. It seemed that he would be a few tricks.

Ling Tian looked at Qian Feng in the house with cold eyes and murderous intent gradually arose. The two of them were always arrogant and their indifferent expressions made him feel very unhappy. He glanced at the back mountain, which was where Yun Feiyang lived, and he thought about it and decided not to look for him. Because he was determined to kill, if Yun Feiyang came over, he would probably have to stop him.

"This move depends on where you run!"

The old man took action again, and his speed soared rapidly, far beyond the moment, and the airflow generated around him even broke through the door frame.

"Speed?" Ling Tian smiled disdainfully. Within sixty meters, he was invincible in speed.

Sure enough, the old man's move was gone again. This time, he had a look of ghosting, because he had clearly seen his palm almost touching Ling Tian's face, but the next second, Ling Tian's figure disappeared out of thin air!

"Old man, is it a good time to beat him? It's my turn!"

Ling Tian’s cold voice came from behind him. The old man felt a cold light on his back. He didn’t think about it, and looked back with a palm.

However, he was empty again!

The peak of Xiaoyao Realm, break through the shackles, and the realm of half-step divine spring!

Ling Tian made a judgment on the old man's strength and felt shocked.

"It's actually half a step into the Divine Spring Realm! Retreat!"

After finding out the realm, Ling Tian decisively fled, not daring to have any entanglement with the old man, and quickly flew towards Yun Feiyang's residence. Ling Tian did not have any fantasies about such strength. The old man could fail countless times against him, but he only needed to succeed once and he would die!

With such a great realm suppression, all talents are jokes and have no effect.

"Oops!"

When the old man saw Ling Tian running away, he knew something was wrong, and this trip was probably going to fail. Ling Tian’s ghostly body technique made him unable to understand. Even as a powerful man in the half-step divine spring, he could not catch up with him at all, because he had not completely transcended Xiaoyao.

"Senior Brother Yun, save me!"

Ling Tianyun was full of true energy and shouted loudly, and the sound was like a bell, echoing in the mountains.

In an instant, riots broke out, and countless disciples of the Sword Sect rushed towards this side.

"This damn little beast!"

The old man cursed in a low voice, without saying a word, and hurriedly took Qian Feng away from Ling Tian’s residence.

"Rareless, who dares to kill my disciple of the Sword Sect!"

Yun Feiyang was awakened by Ling Tian’s call for help, and immediately shouted loudly. A huge sword light soared into the sky, illuminating the entire world.

He was furious and stopped using a gun, but came directly with a sword. Although he had always used a gun in front of outsiders, what he was really good at was swordsmanship.

Qian Feng had already killed the disciples of the Sword Sect once, but he still dared to take action now. Obviously, he didn't take the rules of the Sword Sect seriously. This time, he wanted to clean up the portal!

"Where to escape!"
To be continued...