"Hehe, you think you can make me give up with these two words? Neither the teleportation scroll you said nor your identity have been confirmed, and the old man still likes the immediate benefits. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" The old man with the broken sword said unwaveringly.

"If the seniors are willing to stop here, the juniors are willing to offer five more high-grade spirit stones!" Yu Zimo said in a low voice, as if pleading.

"Senior! You don't have to! It's a big deal! Xiao Chun hurriedly said, it's not that there are no high-grade spirit stones in Tianyin Pavilion, but they are all resources exclusive to the Supreme Elder, and it is impossible to reach as many as five pieces that can be used.

He didn't even have a few middle-grade spirit stones in his hands, and the low-level spirit stones he used in his cultivation on weekdays were all low-level spirit stones, if Yu Zimo gave high-grade spirit stones to the old man with the broken sword like this, with his senior brother's character, he would definitely return them with both hands.

However, this has no effect at all, and with the greedy character of the old man with the broken sword, he will not let Tianyin Pavilion go.

Yu Zimo glanced at Xiao Chun behind him and did not speak.

In fact, he doesn't have many high-grade spirit stones in his hands, and he doesn't have enough of them, so how can he give them to the old man with the broken sword, so that he doesn't want to fight and has a very familyly appearance, just to attract the old man of the broken sword to get rid of himself.

The more determined the old man of the broken sword is, the less he will have reservations, and with the previous teleportation scroll, he will definitely make a killing move, and he will not give himself time to react.

This is also what Yu Zimo wants to see, once the old man with the broken sword lets go, he will definitely sacrifice his famous weapon, the broken sword stained with the blood of countless people.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that your junior is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

Yu Zimo didn't care about the evaluation of the old man with the broken sword: "The younger generation naturally doesn't want to die when he is young, if the senior of the broken sword accepts the proposal of the younger generation, the matter here will be over, and the younger generation will not mention what happened here to the family." Moreover, when the seniors go to the Central Continent in the future, the juniors will definitely wait for them. Five high-grade spirit stones plus the one that the juniors gave to the seniors before, this is the highest price that the juniors can give! ”

The old man with the broken sword asked himself, such a price was indeed high enough, but it was still far less than the benefits brought by swallowing Tianyin Pavilion.

The Central Continent and the Southern Desolate Heaven and the South are far away, I am afraid that I will never set foot in the Central Continent in this life, so why should I care about the promise of a small foundation building monk.

What you get in your hands is your own!

The old man with the broken sword, hidden in the black robe, held the broken sword tightly, ready to attack at any time.

And after grinding here for a long time, there is always a sense of crisis in his heart, and a breath in the dark has been locked here, which is also the fundamental reason why he does not dare to act rashly.

If this breath was the hidden hand of the young man in front of him, then he had to be afraid of one or two.

Yu Zimo saw that his black robe was slightly agitated, and knew that he couldn't help it anymore, so he secretly sent a message to the abandonment, asking him to put away the aura simulated by the Ten Thousand Realms system, and let the old man with the broken sword shoot without any worries.

Sure enough, as soon as this breath disappeared, the old man with the broken sword was no longer afraid, the spiritual pressure instantly rose to the peak, and the black robe that was frantically agitated seemed to be about to explode, and the breath of the circle gushed away frantically, wrapping the fallen leaves on the ground and flying towards Yu Zimo and Xiao Chun at great speed.

Xiao Chun was horrified in his heart, such a spiritual pressure almost overwhelmed him, and when he looked at the old man with the broken sword again, there was only an empty forest, where was the figure of the old man with the broken sword!

"Senior, be careful!" Xiao Chun screamed in horror.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a phantom shadow appear in front of Yu Zimo, although he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but he was sure that the phantom was the old man with a broken sword!

The speed of the old man with the broken sword had exceeded the level that his spiritual sense could lock, and he could only sense the figure of the old man with the broken sword from a distance.

At the moment when the old man with the broken sword made his move, Yu Zimo used his spiritual sense to lock on to the old man with the broken sword, and he was able to clearly see all his movements.

But he didn't move, he was waiting, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the old man with the broken sword to sacrifice his broken sword.

The old man with the broken sword seems to have a huge momentum, but the real killing move is hidden in these chaotic momentum.

Yu Zimo's face was solemn, this was the first time he had made a move with a monk, and it was also the first time he had faced a stormy attack from a monk of the same realm.

But for him, there was only one chance, or only a moment, the moment when the old man with the broken sword stabbed himself in the body.

If he misses it, the old man with the broken sword will inevitably find that his realm is far from being as simple as that of the noodles.

If you miss it, it's not so simple to find a chance to get in touch with the broken sword of the old man.

The figure of the old man with the broken sword gradually became clear in front of him, and Yu Zimo could even see the oil stain on the black robe, and a trace of dark black blood stains on the oil stain.

Burst!

The sound of the cloth cracking.

I saw a gray broken sword burst out of the black robe of the old man with the broken sword, and stabbed straight into Yu Zimo's heart.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the broken leaves that swept wildly in the air around them lost their power and hung in the air.

Yu Zimo stimulated his spiritual sense to the greatest extent, and clearly engraved everything around him in the sea of consciousness.

The broken sword of the old man with the broken sword was slowly attacking at this time, like slowing down the motion, appearing in Yu Zimo's sea of knowledge, he could even see the irregular texture of the broken sword gap, and the sense of vicissitudes that had gone through a long time, this is a sword with a story! Yu Zimo said secretly in his heart.

Yu Zimo moved, he stretched out a hand, and in the frightened eyes of the old man with the broken sword, he held the broken sword tightly.

The sharp blade cut through his skin, and the red blood slowly flowed out along the blade, and he didn't seem to feel anything, just looked at the eyes of the black-robed old man with a calm face.

He saw the surprise in the eyes of the black-robed old man, the confusion in his eyes, and the fear in his eyes......

"It's now! Give me refining! Refine! Yu Zimo shouted frantically in his heart.

At the same time, the spiritual power in the body was injected into the broken sword uncontrollably.

Faced with such a complicated look, Yu Zimo did not hesitate to exert force again, and the broken sword was like being embedded in Yu Zimo's body. The black-robed old man realized that he couldn't pierce his heart like this, and when he wanted to draw his sword and return, he found that the sword in his hand did not move at all, and the spiritual power infused by the sword body also seemed to be cut off by a foreign object and lost its senses.

"Ding! Failed to refine the golden pill magic weapon! Consume 271 Heavenly Dao Reincarnation Points! ”

The voice that had not been seen for a long time sounded in his heart, and Yu Zimo was relieved, and he was also angry in his heart.

The grandson who has been pretending to be in front of the old man with a broken sword for so long can finally stop being coy!

"Get out of here!"

Yu Zimo roared angrily, and the black robe on the black-robed old man couldn't withstand the power of this sound wave, and was directly blasted into pieces on the black-robed old man's body, scattering in all directions.

Touch!

Yu Zimo held a sword in one hand and a fist in the other, and his fist directly hit the black-robed old man who was still immersed in shock.

The blow he shot with hatred contained the strength of his whole body, and the black-robed old man was caught off guard, and he was blown away alive, crashing through several towering ancient trees behind him that could only be surrounded by more than a dozen people.

Xiao Chun, who was behind him, seemed to be shocked by the sound wave of this fist, and covered his ears with a hideous face, in extreme pain.

Thundered......

There was another loud bang, but it was not in reality, but echoed in Xiao Chun's sea of knowledge, Xiao Chun's face instantly turned pale, and then fell to the ground softly, his eyes kept rolling, as if he was about to faint.

It turned out that Yu Zimo had no scruples anymore and directly raised his spiritual pressure to the peak, and Xiao Chun, who was standing behind him, suffered from the unwarranted disaster.

Yu Zimo's cultivation of the Heavenly Dao Reincarnation Determination is the only supreme technique in the Ten Thousand Realms, even if he is only in the early stage of Jindan now, but the strength of his spiritual power and spiritual sense is no less than that of a monk at the peak of Jindan.

Xiao Chun was only in the foundation building period, and he was a little shaky under the spiritual pressure of the black-robed old man in the middle of the previous Jindan, not to mention Yu Zimo's spiritual pressure.

Not far away, the black-robed old man stood up in a daze, looked at Yu Zimo in disbelief, his wrinkled old face was full of fear, his white hair was messily draped behind his head, and there were some broken leaves stuck to his hair, looking embarrassed.

Yu Zimo took a sip fiercely, holding the broken sword blade, and the blood was dripping like rain little by little, and walked towards the black-robed old man.

"Phew! Young Master Ben hasn't fought with anyone for more than ten years, and he is a little rusty, and it is really a shame to be stabbed and bleeding by you. ”

After speaking, he slammed the sword embedded in his hand into the heel of the black-robed old man.

In Yu Zimo's memory, the fight was probably a matter of kindergarten.

With his identity, who dares to fight with him in the circle of Yangcheng, as for those who quarrel with other people after getting the Ten Thousand Realms System, in his opinion, they are bullying people, and he is embarrassed to mention it.

Now and the old man in the black robe who is also in the Jindan period can be regarded as a fight in the real sense!

The black-robed old man looked at the broken sword under his feet stupidly, and he couldn't sense the bloodthirsty breath of the broken sword, which showed that this broken sword had not been able to withstand the pressure of Yu Zimo Ling in the battle just now, and it had already become a pile of scrap iron!

"Unexpected...... Ahem...... I can't believe that you are hiding so deeply! Obviously it is the peak of Jindan, but it is to be disguised as the peak of foundation building, the old man admits planting, and if he wants to kill, he must listen to it! ”

Yu Zimo raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, the miserable appearance of the old man in the black robe made him a little unbearable, in the end, he was also a fledgling newcomer who hadn't been in the cultivation realm for a long time, and he couldn't do it to the point where those monks killed people at every turn.

Some disappointed kicked the big tree next to him a few times, and Yu Zimo said a little tiredly: "You go!" Don't let me see you again! ”

The black-robed old man looked at the slightly immature young man in front of him with slight surprise, and said with a smile: "You are really a son!" Pay you back! ”

Yu Zimo caught the thing thrown by the black-robed old man, and the breeze was light, and the broken sunlight shone on the high-grade spirit stone in his hand, emitting a glittering brilliance, charming and intoxicating.

The black-robed old man left, along with the broken sword that had lost its breath.

It can be seen that the old man in the black robe cares about the broken sword very much, and the appearance of holding it in the palm of his hand is like seeing off a distant relative, revealing complex emotions of sadness, disappointment and guilt.

Yu Zimo couldn't understand it, and he didn't want to understand it.

"Don't worry, I won't make any more moves against Tianyin Pavilion......" The voice of the old man with the broken sword came from a distance.

Hearing this, Yu Zimo smiled slightly.