Chapter 1867: Bandit Treasure

(Slightly changed at the end of the previous chapter)
Cang!
Just when the little real person Ling Yunfeng jumped into the big crack on the top of the mountain, a clanging sword sound suddenly came.
Then I saw a purple long rainbow, shooting out like lightning, extremely fast.
The cold glow in the eyes of the little real person flickered, and he was forced to a desperate situation, and he also burst into a three-point anger, like a vigorous war dragon, with black hair flying in his shawl, and the warfare in his eyes.
Between the lightning and the fire, he held a saber in his hand, facing the direction where the purple Changhong was flying, and slashed out with a violent one, performing a rare assassination knife technique. There are many changes in one knife, and each change is like an antelope hanging. The horns are inconceivable.
Dangdang!
The sword collided with the purple Changhong, and there was an iron-like sound, splashing out a series of sparks.
The little real person was shaking all over, and only felt that the war knife in his hand was hit by the purple Changhong, as if it was hit by a 100,000-average weight hammer. The shock made his mouth tingle and he could hardly grasp it. Hold the handle.
Because of this, his middle door opened wide, revealing a big flaw.
Click!
The battle sword in his hand, a high-grade spirit soldier, also cracked and was vulnerable to a blow.
Cang!
The purple changhong seemed to have eyes, and it was able to attack and kill on its own. It focused on this big flaw, flashed its sharp edge, and pierced towards the middle door of the little real man.
Only then did Xiao Zhenren see that this purple changhong was a sharp sword, with purple light scorching all over it, not because of True Qi, but a real weapon.
No one was holding the hilt of the sword, and it actually hung in the air on its own, like a living thing.
Seeing this purple long sword, Xiao Zhenren couldn't help exclaiming:
"Feijian, Ziying! Dare to ask you, but is the sword immortal of Shushan? A misunderstanding is purely a misunderstanding. I have a close relationship with Huo Sect and the Shushan Jiangong. I also ask Jianxian to be merciful and listen to my explanation. It is not you. As you imagined."
Ye Tian was willing to listen to Xiao Zhenren's explanation, the sword was like a dragon, and he continued to shoot straight out.
"Damn, you are the sword immortal of Shushan. When you heard that I Lihuo Sect, why wouldn't you listen to me explain?" The little real man shrank his pupils and yelled wildly.
Whoosh whoosh!
The little real man raised his hand and struck out a stack of talisman seals, shining brightly and densely covered with runes. They were all top-grade amulets, which were hard to find in the market.
Only his distinguished true disciple, the Sect will be willing to provide so many body protection spirit treasures.
Every time a talisman is shot, it will form a protective light curtain in the void, with different colors, seemingly as thin as a cicada's wings, but in fact it can't be penetrated by heavy shelling.
However, in front of the purple long sword presented by Ye Tian, ​​these protective charms that can resist innate attack and kill are like fragile glass, vulnerable to a blow.
Crackling!
As the sword passed, all the protective light curtains shattered.
In the end, the sword pierced the body of the little real man.
puff!
I saw a burst of blood spurting out of the little real man's chest, and then the descendants fell and fell into the pit.
"Is he dead?" Xiao Yue'er asked with wide eyes.
Ziying Feijian flew out, Ye Tian raised his hand and called out a cloud of mist. At this moment, she and Ye Tian were still standing proudly in the air, stepping on the mist.
From a distance, the two seemed to be soaring through the clouds and fog, which made the little girl excited.
Ye Tian frowned slightly, staring at the deep hole marked out by the little real man with a big knife, and said to himself:
"Weird, he is not in the realm of the gods. Although the Ziying Sword Divine Mark has not recovered, he should be killed with a single sword. But when the sword's edge pierced his chest just now, he felt very wrong, and he could not pierce it. His physical body."
"Earth Immortal should not be possible, it may only be the innate body protection spirit treasure."
"Go, go and see."
After speaking, Ye Tian took Xiao Yue'er's hand and fell from the sky, straight into the mountain crack.
There was a mountain secret room running through the crack, and there were two or three houses, which seemed very empty. There are many caves connected around it, like a maze.
As soon as she entered this secret room, Xiao Yue'er took a breath, and when her eyes lit up, she saw the secret room shining brightly. There were many gold and silver jewels, elixir and spirit stones, as well as knives, guns, swords and halberds. Kind of weapons.
Surprisingly, this is the treasure house of Heifengzhai, and the treasures that have been taken by force for so many years are hidden here.
Fortunately, the treasure is hidden in the mountain, otherwise if it is in the stone fort outside, it will definitely be wiped out in the thunder sea.
"Uncle, what should I do with so many treasures?" The little girl was at a loss for a while.
"What to do? Of course, put it away. Whoever wins goes to whom." Ye Tian took it for granted.
He was used to big scenes and was not shocked.
In fact, the treasures in this treasure house are only generalized, and they are completely incomparable with the treasure houses of sects such as Qingyun Jianzong, Jiuli Sect, and Wanshen Mountain. After all, this is just a treasure trove of bandits, it is impossible to be very rich.
Ye Tian glanced at it, and found only one top-grade elixirs among the piles of elixirs. There were only five or six top-grade elixirs, and the rest were low-grade and middle-grade.
Although there are a large number of spirit stones, there are tens of thousands of pieces, but except for a few children's fist-sized spirit crystals and a few hundred high-grade spirit stones, the rest are ordinary middle and low-grade spirit stones.
Ye Tianping used to look down on this kind of spiritual medicine, but at this time, he fell into the sun, and he was traumatized, so he could use it for a while, and he didn't dislike it.
Whoosh whoosh!
The door of his Universe Ring opened wide, exuding a powerful absorption power, rolling away the treasures in the secret room, and taking away all the treasures no matter how good they were. Even if he can't use it, maybe Xiaoyue'er can use it.
After taking away the treasure, a few drops of blood on the ground became particularly conspicuous.
The blood was red and hot like magma, and thicker than ordinary people's blood, full of spiritual energy. Obviously it was the blood flowing out of the little real person who was stabbed by a sword.
"You can't escape!"
Ye Tian snorted coldly and walked along the blood stains.
Heifengzhai has been entrenched on this mountain for not knowing how long it has hollowed out the mountain, crisscrossing many caves like a maze. Most people who come here may get lost while walking.
Ye Tian's spiritual thoughts flowed like water, and he had locked onto the little real person.
Moreover, the blood stains on the ground have not been interrupted.
His sword really stabbed the little real man, although the Ziying Sword Divine Mark did not recover, but the sword intent left behind was not so easy to obliterate.
Especially after Ye Tian cultivated the Void Avenue and integrated the Void Avenue into the sword, the sword wound he cleaved was even more difficult to heal.
Ye Tian stepped into a secret room.
Suddenly, a flame-shrouded figure rushed out, breaking the sound barrier with a punch, and blasting towards Ye Tian at a speed nearly three times the speed of sound.
A flaming long scar was pulled out from the void, and it made a whistle-like sound, sharp and piercing.
Even the ground was collapsing, being crushed by this flame-shrouded figure.
This figure is not someone else, it is the little real person, with the pill in his mouth, and the flames raging away from his body, healing his injuries quickly and recovering from his physical injuries.
"Wan Shaquan!" Xiao Zhenren roared.
The fist was like waves, and the killing intent was endless, almost drowning Ye Tian.
Ye Tian also shook his fist, slammed into it, and shook the little real person.
Bang bang bang!
Every time it collided, a thunderous sound erupted, shattering the walls of the mountain and flying horizontally at any time.
Xiaozhen's population was knocking on the pill, the whole body was raging away from the fire, the blood was like a dragon, and the flesh was as sublimated as it was, so powerful.
But Ye Tian was even more terrifying, bare-handed, and he was able to fight easily. He seemed to be at a disadvantage, but in fact he was better than Xiao Zhenren.
Bang!
Ye Tian took a blow from the little real person, with a dragon-like fist, but only his body shook, as if he had only been pushed by someone.
Immediately after the little real person was slapped in the chest by Ye Tian's palm, his blood was surging, vomiting blood in his mouth, and flying out of the sky. If he didn't have a congenital body armor on his body, he would be severely injured and dying with this palm alone.
"Damn, everyone is a god, why are you so much stronger than me?" Xiao Zhenren roared, his heart mad.
Ye Tian's realm was indeed only the realm, and he looked wounded, like a dying old man.
But when the fight really started, Xiao Zhenren was extremely horrified. Whether it was speed, strength, or defense, the "old man at dusk" in front of him crushed him.
Especially in terms of physical body, Ye Tian's physical body is not like that of God Realm, it is outrageously powerful, like a fine gold forged body, comparable to an earth celestial body. He even blasted a few punches without being able to hurt anything, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com actually shocked me.
"Shenzhen? Haha."
Ye Tian just chuckled.
Although his realm has fallen and his vigorous true essence can't be displayed, the golden body is still there. Even if there are some flaws, it can't be shaken by a small god.
"I don't believe it, come again!"
Xiao Zhenren got angry, grabbed a handful of pills, chewed it up, and swallowed it into his abdomen.
Suddenly, the breath on his body rose for a while, and there was no more injury.
"kill!"
The little real person's fighting spirit was like a violent wave, holding a broken blade, and shouting wildly, volleyed at Ye Tian.
This is a high-grade spirit weapon. Although it was cut off and only half of it remained, it was still terrifying when it was swung with all its strength, and the cold sword light divided a void into two.
Bang!
Ye Tian was too lazy to use the Ziying Sword, directly shook his fist, first shattered the half-cut soldier in the hands of the little real man, and then shot him away.
"Boy, do you think I can't kill you with an innate body armor spirit armor?"
Ye Tian came step by step.
Little Zhenren lay on the ground, all covered with scars, and kept moving back.
"You are not from the mountain of Shu, why do you have the Ziying sword? Do you know that pretending to be the sword immortal of the mountain of Shu is a death crime?" The little real man gritted his teeth and said, wisps of fierce light fluttered in his pupils.
The Ziying Sword is a supreme weapon of the eternal ages. Although it has been broken, or even destroyed, it is described in the ancient weapon spectrum, and it ranks very high.
Moreover, Shushan has been imitating the Ziying Sword in the past dynasties, hoping to create another ancient magic weapon.
Therefore, even now, Ziying Sword is like thunder. Not only Shushan is casting, but even the weapons shops on the rivers and lakes can also buy imitations.
"A dying person, dare to question me?" Ye Tian said coldly, and suddenly strode forward and stepped on the little real person.