Volume 3: Stirring the Storm Chapter 10: The Battle That Breaks Out in the Ink Workshop
Although the four flying swords were coming towards him according to Tian Mao's estimated route, Tian Mao also underestimated the speed of these flying swords.
At the same time, he was distracted by the big axe swung by the big man, which slowed Tian Mao's reaction by half a beat. The chain cloak he picked out in his hand was thrown away, grinning. The action was handsome, but this move only hit two of the flying swords. The other two flying swords struck Tian Mao's body with iron chains.
A sword on the left side and a sword on the right shoulder were inserted into Tian Mao's body.
The flying sword turned into a little light and disappeared into the air, and at the same time, Tian Mao was also falling.
Dahan laughed: "Fellow Daoists, here's the opportunity! Everyone is attacking in a concentrated manner." ”
Seeing that his body was about to fall to the ground, Tian Mao turned over in the air. The flying sword on his body failed to continue to insert half a point, and was helplessly recalled by the controller.
The big man who seized the opportunity looked at Tian Mao, who had fallen to the ground, and slashed away. The big axe kept getting bigger in Tian Shigeru's field of vision.
A puff of dust splashed on the ground, and Tian Mao slammed his back on the ground.
If the blow of this big axe full of aura hits his head, Tian Mao's body will end here. And the corpse was also exchanged for 500,000 real coins.
At the critical moment of life and death, Tian Mao pulled the chain to block his face.
The big axe slashed at the iron chain that Tian Mao's hands pulled apart, and a stream of energy spread out in a circle.
Tian Mao only felt that his hand was about to be broken, and the blood flowed from the tiger's mouth. The bluestone on his back cracked one after another, spreading in the form of electricity. In the end, all the bluestones cracked, and Tian Mao was smashed directly into the bluestone street.
"Attack him physically!" Dahan was full of bad anger and beckoned the cultivators around him to give Tian Mao the final blow.
Tian Mao lay in the pit, and countless bright lights stung his eyes, making him subconsciously close his eyes. But at this point he realized how dangerous his situation was.
Damn! How could he die here when he was pretending to be forced just now? Tian Mao kicked his legs hard on the edge of the big pit, and used this rebound force to push his body out of the pit. The diaphragm on his back corresponded to him, causing his face to contort.
The attack of this group of cultivators doubled the size of the big pit that Tian Mao had just had. Tian Mao's eyelids jumped when he looked at this big pit, but fortunately he hid quickly.
Finally breathe a sigh of relief!
"Where! Hurry! Hold him down first, and come over when the president is done." "One of the people who followed Tian Mao just now came over with a group of cultivators.
Dahan didn't pay attention to the newly joined group of cultivators for the time being, and his rugged face was full of solemnity. Tian Mao was still standing here alive, and his side had already lost several people, and several of the main forces had been seriously injured.
To withdraw or to fight? The big man is thinking about this question.
No matter what this big man thinks, anyway, now Tian Mao is planning to withdraw. If you drag it out like this, if you come to a domain powerhouse casually, you will probably be planted here.
The point is that there are too many people. Tian Mao was very uncomfortable.
For example, this big man who is now fierce and vicious, if he fights alone, Tian Mao can kill him in minutes.
Having decided, they did not waste their time and rushed in one direction. Ben Lei Bu played to the limit, and the iron chain in his hand kept waving.
The crowd here is constantly retreating, and if you don't die after receiving a blow from Takefu, you will lose half your life.
Because there are always such people who are afraid of death, Tian Mao successfully broke through.
The big man who was still thinking about retreating or fighting just now saw Tian Mao's retreat. And a fart.
"Chase!" he shouted.
So this group of people began to chase after Tian Mao. You can't let the 500,000 repair coins run away.
Tian Mao, who has a thunder step, wants to get rid of this group of people, which is very easy. He also had to thank the two cultivators who had followed him just now for bringing their people together, so that Tian Mao's escape route would not meet other eyeliners.
With the pattern of connecting all the shops in Shuangzhou City, Tian Mao got into it when he met a fork in the road, and drilled into it when he met a fork in the road. Later, the noise of chasing him was completely gone. Tian Mao was sure that he had escaped.
His body was in tatters, his whole body was covered in dust, and the corner of the box on his back was leaking out. Tian Mao looked at his body and felt extremely sad.
White cloak, what white cloak, should now be called a gray cloak.
I had to change my outfit immediately. Otherwise, it will be too obvious, and it will definitely attract the attention of others.
There happened to be a shop that bought fabrics, and there were a lot of finished clothes.
Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, Tian Mao broke into this cloth shop. When the shopkeeper saw Tian Mao's appearance, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak.
What are you afraid of? Tian Mao wondered, I won't eat you again! Is his appearance very scary now?
He pulled over a few clothes and put them on casually. And put on a cloak for himself again. He felt that he had fallen in love with the cloak a little after this battle. It's so handsome to fight!
After changing his outfit, he threw a real coin to the shopkeeper, and left in a hurry, regardless of whether it was enough or not.
Then it's guerrilla warfare!
A group of people are looking for Tian Mao's location all over Shuangzhou City, and whoever you see a masked person, no matter who you are, fight first. If you meet a powerful cultivator, anyway, now that the Treasure League is carrying it, the other party will have to give a face.
Tian Mao shuttled through the streets, first hiding in the dark to rest, and then running to the next street after hearing a noisy sound. Let the crowd on a street sometimes see Tian Mao several times.
When Tian Mao was besieged, something else was happening in another part of Shuangzhou City.
To the northwest of Shuangzhou City, this is the largest weapon sales location in the entire Shuangzhou City, and it is controlled by the Mo family, the largest arms organization in the entire Floating Continent.
The name of this place is: Ink Workshop!
The specifications of the ink shop are relatively large. In front of it is a row of weapons display halls, which are filled with all kinds of flying swords and other weapons. However, because Shuangzhou City is not a big city, the grade of these flying swords is not high.
The most difficult thing for people to feel that the backstage of the ink shop is that there is still three or four acres of open space behind the exhibition hall, which is surrounded by a wall. Surrounded by tools for smelting and forging.
Today, there are a lot of chairs in the center of the open space, and many people are gathered. All of them came to the Immersion Iron Essence excavated in the Ink Workshop.
A sturdy middle-aged man stood in the middle of the clearing, covered in muscle bumps. At first glance, you can tell that this person is a person who has been doing construction work all year round.
He hugged his fists around, and then said loudly: "The intention of all the Taoist friends to gather in the ink workshop, Mowu already knows. In order to thank everyone for their support to our ink workshop, the sect also agreed to take out half of the amount of the soul immersion iron essence we excavated, and as long as everyone gave a satisfactory price, it would be sold to each sect. ”
The crowd began to talk.
"Brother Mowu, I don't know how many Soul Immersion Iron Essence there are, and at what price are they sold?" Li Yun sat closer, and she asked aloud.
"Fairy Li asked, then I will tell you the truth. There are a total of fifty-two catties of Immersion Iron Essence that the Ink Workshop is willing to sell this time, which is about enough for five thousand flying swords to improve their quality. The selling price is 10,000 real coins and one tael. Therefore, each sect can weigh how much Soul Immersion Iron Essence is needed. If you wait for the next sect to finish purchasing, then retail it to other Daoists here. ”
After Mo Wu finished speaking, the sect forces that came together began to discuss how much they needed. The small sects or scattered cultivators in the back have exchanged heads and discussed loudly.
"The price is quite right~ I don't know if there is any amount left, I also want to buy one or two. ”
"There should be! You see, there are a total of five middle-to-upper-type sects, although they are all sword-wielding sects. But it's just a sect that buys ten catties, isn't there still two catties left?"
"Who's that, you see? ”
Look in the direction of his gaze. This person was none other than President Woolling, who had just died of his son.
"Why is the president of the Zehai Branch of the Treasure League here, he doesn't really need this Immersion Iron Essence, does he?"
"Hmph~ You really think too simply. Nor do you look where he is president. The man snorted coldly.
The person who spoke just now suddenly realized: "You mean ~ Jumbo Alliance!"
"Well, it's to buy the past and sell it at a high price!"
"Phew, what a profiteer. No wonder his son was killed. Well deserved!"
The discussion gradually stopped, and Li Yun was the first to speak: "Brother Mo, my Ten Thousand Blades Sword Sect plans to purchase the Incontinence Immersion Spirit Iron Essence. This is a ten-pound iron fine repair coin. ”
Mo Wu was not in a hurry to take the ring handed over by Li Yun.
"Wait a minute, Fairy Li!"
"Everyone, have you discussed it now?" Mo Wu asked towards the sects closest to him.
"I also want ten catties of iron essence from the Sword Gate!"
"The Diversified Sword Gate also needs ten catties of iron essence!"
At this time, Wu Lin said loudly: "My Treasure Alliance wants fifteen catties of iron essence!"
As soon as these words came out, the last elder of the Qingshui Mountain Sect who had not yet spoken suddenly became angry and shouted: "Wu Lin! You don't have a few treasures to practice swords! Why do you want so many iron essences?"
Wu Lin smiled: "Do you care about it? Lao Tzu is rich! I will leave you seven catties of iron essence." Be content!"
"You~ deliberately can't get along with Qingshui Mountain!" Originally, Qingshui Mountain also planned to buy ten catties of Immersion Spirit Iron Essence, and except for Wu Lin, the other four sects present were all considering other sects, and they all subconsciously chose ten catties.
Wu Lin was angry that his son was killed, and his anger also rose: "How about targeting you? ”
This is an obvious provocation! All the cultivators of Qingshui Mountain rushed forward and stood behind the elder, and with a "bang", all the flying swords were unsheathed and hovered in the air.
The Treasure League was not frightened, but also rushed forward, standing behind Wu Lin, overflowing with aura, staring at the cultivators of Qingshui Mountain opposite.
"Old man Wulin, do you think that my Qingshui Mountain is afraid of your Treasure League! You know so clearly and blatantly provoking my Qingshui Mountain, today I have to ask you for an explanation. ”
As soon as Mo Wu saw this tense atmosphere, he stepped forward to persuade: "Both of you are famous sects, you don't need to make a big deal about this little thing!
If negotiation can solve the problem, then there will be no dead people in the Floating Continent. So Wu Lin didn't plan to negotiate, probably because his son died, so he didn't want to calm down and weigh everything for the past two days.
He shouted: "If you don't accept the consultation, my Treasure League will ask for fifteen catties of iron essence! Everyone is ready to fight." ”
The big war is about to break out!Everyone around, including Li Yun, gave up their position in the middle. And be ready to run away at any time. After all, the battle between the two domain powerhouses is not a joke.
Seeing that the current situation was impossible, Mo Wu also shook his head to make way for the place, he didn't have the strength to stop two domain powerhouses at the same time.
"Qingshuishan, prepare for battle! "This elder of Qingshui Mountain is also a fiery temper and does not give in at all.
The two groups of people looked at each other, and the murderous aura was pervasive.
Now it was almost a fuse, maybe it was a loud shout from a disciple under the sect, or maybe it was the explosion of the true qi disorder in the hands of which disciple.
And this time, the fuse was a flying sword that fell from the sky and didn't know where it came from. Maybe Tian Mao will feel a little familiar if he is here.
The flying sword smashed impartially between the two groups of people.
Suddenly, the two groups of people gathered together, and various sounds were about to erupt, and the flying sword was scurrying with blood stains.
"Old man Wu Lin, do you dare to go out of the city to fight, don't harm the innocent here!" said Elder Qingshuishan.
"What don't you dare, come on!" Wu Lin was in high spirits and flew out first.
Wu Lin had just flown into the air, and Elder Qingshui Mountain was also close behind. Two more flew down and smashed into the two of them. The strength of the two of them was naturally a wave of the two masterless swords, and the two flying swords were turned into powder.
However, both of them shouted together: "Yuan Zachai (Wu Lin Lao Pifu)!
After the two left, people from other sects were left in the open space of the Ink Workshop, watching a group of people from different stages of transformation and condensation fighting in groups.
"This ......." The elder who left the Sword Gate glanced at Mo Wu at the group in front of him, and was about to ask him what to do with today's Spirit Immersion Iron.
Of course, Mo Wu knew what he meant, and he said, "Don't worry, everyone! ”
"Haha, that's good! That's good!"
As long as his share can be satisfied, how can he care about this group of people to the death.
The same is true for Li Yun, the two sects that fought have nothing to do with her. She immediately said, "Okay then, Brother Mo, please give us our share of the Ten Thousand Blades Sword Sect first!
Some of the surrounding cultivators heard Mo Wu's words, and they also shouted loudly: "Mr. Mo." What about ours?"
Mo Wu nodded towards everyone and said, "That's it! I will leave ten catties for the Treasure League and Qingshui Mountain, and there are two catties left, and I am licking five catties without permission." Everyone who sits next can buy and sell it while supplies last. ”
The crowd began to cheer, and they all praised Mo Wu's wisdom.
Li Yun left the Ink Workshop with the ring containing the Soul Immersion Iron Essence, and she didn't have the heart to care about the other people's battles.
After walking out, he handed the ring to Zheng Lian and walked towards the city gate with the first four white-clothed women.
Tian Mao didn't know what was going on in the ink shop, but he saw the two figures flying out of the city from a distance, and felt that the figures were a little familiar, and he didn't recognize who it was.
A plan was now in his mind.
First of all, the fundamental reason why Tian Mao has been hunted down and killed is not the people of the Wulin Treasure Alliance, but the Duobao Pavilion that sold his information, so that his face and characteristics are known to everyone.
His plan is to treat others the way they are, and make full use of the intelligence agency of Duowen Pavilion.
Wait!Wu Lin, this is the consequence of you messing with the master.