Late at night, in a hotel in a certain county, Zhang Tianfeng sat cross-legged on the bed, holding a small sword in his hand.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed.

Put away the little sword, go out of the room, and go to the rooftop platform.

At this moment, there was an old man in Tsing Yi standing on the edge of the dark hotel rooftop, standing with his back to Zhang Tianfeng, and the night wind was blowing his robe, making the sound of hunting.

"You're here to kill me?"

Zhang Tianfeng asked.

"Not bad!"

The old man didn't look back: "You refused the solicitation of our divine network, and even killed our people on the Seri Road, so you will definitely die, but the old man has not returned to Huaxia for many years and wants to stay in Huaxia for a while longer, so I won't take your life now, and I will kill you after five days!" ”

"Okay, I got it!"

Zhang Tianfeng turned around and returned to the room to continue refining the little sword.

Early the next morning, Zhang Tianfeng came to the hotel restaurant for breakfast.

As soon as I sat down, I saw an old man with gray hair, who came to the restaurant with unhurried steps.

Last night, although Zhang Tianfeng didn't see the true face of the old man, he was still sure that the old man in front of him was the one last night.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

The old man took the dinner plate, came to sit down opposite Zhang Tianfeng, and asked with a smile, like an elder greeting a junior, but there was obviously a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

This kind of playful and sadistic eyes is very familiar to Zhang Tianfeng.

This old man is playing cat and mouse.

The other party is a cat, he is a mouse.

In his previous life, he was in the world of cultivating immortals.

He had met several cultivators with such evil tastes, who made it clear that they wanted to kill you, but they didn't do it right away, they would appear in front of you from time to time and create psychological pressure.

If you change to some people with poor psychological quality, I am afraid that they will collapse and lose their resistance, so that they will be caught.

However, in his previous life, those cultivators who treated Zhang Tianfeng as a rat were all killed by him.

It wasn't until they were dying that they realized that they weren't playing a rat that was shot to death, but a tiger that could kill them.

"Thanks to your old man, I slept well!"

While speaking, Zhang Tianfeng handed a peeled egg to the old man: "Eggs are quite nutritious, eat more!" ”

The old man's expression was slightly slight, and then he smiled and took the egg, but he had a strange feeling in his heart, as for where it was weird, he had no taste for the time being.

More than ten minutes later.

Zhang Tianfeng finished his breakfast and said to the old man: "I'll go first, you use it slowly!" ”

When he came to the front desk, Zhang Tianfeng checked out directly, anyway, he didn't salute, so he didn't have to go back to the room.

After checking out, he took a taxi to a tourist attraction in his county.

After some play, Zhang Tianfeng got on a bus and went to Yucheng City.

That night, he settled down in a five-star hotel.

As soon as he took out his room card and was about to swipe open the door, the next room suddenly opened, revealing an old face with a smile: "Xiaoyou, what a coincidence, we met again!" ”

"It's a coincidence!"

Zhang Tianfeng shrugged his shoulders and swiped his card to enter the room.

But the old man frowned, because he found that Zhang Tianfeng was too calm, and from his face, he didn't see the slightest fear.

It's not the first time he's played this cat-to-mouse trick.

The few times I have been aiming at it in the past, which one is not a face of fear.

Otherwise, in two or three days, it will collapse directly.

There is even a timid person who simply cut himself off, how can he behave so calmly like this kid.

In the next few days, Zhang Tianfeng played around as if nothing happened.

The old man also appeared in front of him from time to time, brushing his sense of existence.

In this regard, Zhang Tianfeng was still calm, without showing the slightest fear and surprise.

This made the old man very devastated, and he appeared more and more often.

Especially on the fifth day, he simply walked with Zhang Tianfeng.

He wanted to take a closer look at the kid, because he thought the kid had been pretending to be calm.

But after following Zhang Tianfeng for most of the day, the other party's expression did not change in the slightest, which made the old man very depressed.

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

At a roadside stall in a certain city, an old man and a young man sit at a table in the open air.

Suddenly, Zhang Tianfeng looked at the old man: "I have been with me for a few days, and I still don't know the name of the old man, it's really rude, I don't know what the old man is called?" ”

The old man raised his eyebrows: "What, you want to know the name of the old man, wait for the old man to send you to the palace of the king of Hades, so that you can tell the old man to be strong to the king of Hades?" ”

"Not really!"

Zhang Tianfeng chuckled and shook his head.

"Why is that?"

The old man asked.

Zhang Tianfeng smiled but said nothing.

The old man finally said his name: "Okay, you remember clearly, the old man's surname is Xia, and his single name is a Sichuan character, and when you get to the king of Hades, don't forget the old man's name!" ”

"Senior Xia, I toast you!"

Zhang Tianfeng raised his glass.

"Okay, I also toast you, I hope you can go all the way!"

Xia Chuan raised his wine glass and touched it with Zhang Tianfeng.

In the blink of an eye, it was eleven fifty-five.

Xia Chuan looked at Zhang Tianfeng: "You still have five minutes, but you have a last word to explain." ”

"No need!"

Zhang Tianfeng waved his hand.

"You kid is also free!" Natsukawa laughed.

Zhang Tianfeng smiled mysteriously again, took out five hundred yuan in cash and put it on the table, and got up and left.

Xia Chuan didn't follow.

Instead, he picked up the peanuts on the table and peeled them, threw the peanut kernels into his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed them, as if he was tasting the delicious taste of the world.

It's a quarter of the morning.

Zhang Tianfeng stood on the silent riverbank, and then, an undisguised footstep sounded.

"Why don't you run away?"

Xia Chuan asked with a smile.

"Why should I run away?"

Zhang Tianfeng turned his head and looked at him.

"It's a pity!" Xia Chuan shook his head: "An interesting little guy like you, it's the first time I've seen the old man, but unfortunately, you broke the rules of the god network, and no one can save you, so go on the road with peace of mind!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Xia Chuan raised his hand and pointed out.

But just as he raised his hand, a blue light suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

"Not good!"

Xia Chuan's face changed drastically, and he sensed a fatal crisis.

"Boom!"

The incomparably thick True Qi in his body suddenly erupted, forming a layer of jet-black True Qi Yuan on the surface of his body.

"Poof!"

The blue light easily passed through his True Qi Yuan Shield, submerged into his eyebrows, and then pierced through the back of his head.

However, he did not die immediately.

His eyes widened, and he stared at Zhang Tianfeng deadly: "No wonder you haven't been afraid at all these days, it turns out that you are a true ...... cultivating the Fa!" ”

"Poof!"

Before the other party's words were finished, his figure fell to the ground with his head up to the sky.

Play with the small sword in your hand.

Zhang Tianfeng didn't approach Xia Chuan's corpse, just looked at him quietly.

After about twenty breaths, Xia Chuan, who was already dead, opened his eyes again, and said extremely unwillingly: "What a cunning boy, the old man is waiting for you below!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the other party's qi was completely eliminated, and this was the real death.

After many years of fighting in the immortal cultivation world, Zhang Tianfeng has seen too many old, so how can Xia Chuan's fake death be hidden from his eyes.

This little sword is not your average small sword.

It's a magic weapon, a magic weapon of the degree of treasure.

From the storage ring he got at auction.

There are four things in the storage ring, Yuan Jing, Dan Yao, Xiao Jian, and Gong Fa Inheritance.

There are not many Yuan Jing, only more than 2,000 pieces, and they are all low-grade, but for the current Zhang Tianfeng, it is timely rain.

There are several bottles of pills, but unfortunately, after too long, the medicinal power has almost faded, so almost all of them are waste pills.

Finally, there is the inheritance of exercises.

Zhang Tianfeng couldn't look down on it, because the inheritance left by the storage ring was cultivated to the Dan stage at most.

And there are several exercises in his mind that can be directly cultivated to the realm of immortals, so how could he take a fancy to such exercises.

Therefore, the most useful to him are the treasure-level small swords and Yuan Jing.

If he hadn't obtained this treasure sword, he would not have been able to kill the God Realm, and could only desperately escape in the pursuit of the other party.

Interestingly, this storage ring is from Shenwang.

Using the things sold by the Divine Net, killing the Divine Realm of the Divine Net, I don't know if the Divine Lord will vomit blood after he knows about it.

came to Xia Chuan's corpse, and after some searching, Zhang Tianfeng found three things.

A token, a bank card, a mobile phone.

The token is the identity token of the other party, there is no password on the bank card, it is useless for him, as for the mobile phone, after thinking about it, he did not destroy it, but included it in the storage ring along with two other things.

"It's time to go home!"

The next moment, Zhang Tianfeng looked in the direction of Nanlin, then took a step and went straight to Nanlin.