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The old man smiled indifferently, but his brows were tightly locked, he walked up to Ling Zhi, and his dry left hand slapped directly on Ling Zhi's shoulder, just for a second, he immediately became a little surprised. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You, you kid, it seems that you have just come to worship the Sword Clan, but before you come to worship the Sword Clan, you must have encountered some adventures, otherwise you will never have this Dragon Elephant Devouring Heaven Sutra!" the old man said in surprise.

Ling Zhigang wanted to break free of his shoulders, but found that no matter how he moved, his body seemed to be frozen under the old man's palm, no matter how he moved, no matter how his aura fluctuations spread, but in front of this old man, it was still the same.

"The bones are surprised, not only the result of being tempered by spiritual power, but also being baptized by the Dragon Elephant Devouring Heaven Sutra for a long time, and the body is no different from the Emperor Duo, it seems that your experience is really bizarre. The old man said lightly, and at this time, his left hand was taken off Ling Zhi's shoulder.

Ling Zhi's figure retreated, and now he was sure that the strength of this old man was definitely several times stronger than the people he had seen, at least in front of others, he had never felt like this.

This is not only a kind of coercion of strength, but also the most painful torture from the soul.

Feeling Ling Zhi's unusual gaze, the old man just laughed, and he spoke: "You kid, don't be too nervous, I have no ill will towards you, as long as you tell me your intentions, but, I also put my words here, if your winter does not exist, it will definitely be a threat to the entire Sword Worship Clan, and I will get rid of you." ”

The simple words were full of naked threats, and Ling Zhi gasped, but he quickly recovered, since this old man dared to say such things, it meant that he had given himself a chance.

The corners of Ling Zhi's mouth slanted, and he handed the dragon-patterned giant sword behind him to the old man and said, "Senior, you see that this dragon-patterned giant sword, although it has aura, it does not have any true spirituality. ”

The old man was shocked, he picked up the dragon pattern giant sword in Ling Zhi's hand, and said incredulously: "You, you really did it, you, no, impossible, this dragon pattern giant sword is definitely not so easy to recognize the master, who gave it to you? Or you?"

Ling Zhi shook his head, if he was the only one looking for it, then he would definitely not have the chance to meet this dragon pattern giant sword, but at that time, the appearance of Mu Lao also changed his pursuit in the sword worship clan.

The old man looked at Ling Zhi and directly denied it, but he couldn't laugh, he stroked the dragon pattern giant sword, and his eyes revealed a deep nostalgia for the old things, and said, "It's really been a long time since I saw it." ”

"Senior, senior?" Ling Zhi shouted in a low voice.

The old man raised his head, he picked up the dragon pattern giant sword, and the blade pointed directly at Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi was shocked, what was happening now turned too fast, so fast that even he couldn't accept it, this old man actually took the dragon pattern giant sword and aimed it directly at him, is this going to....

However, even so, he did not take half a step back, he frowned, straightened his body, and slowly stepped forward, until the cold blade was close to his neck, and he did not blink.

The blade of the dragon-patterned giant sword was tightly clinging to Ling Zhi's neck, as long as the old man wanted to, as long as he wanted, Ling Zhi could be in a different place at any time.

It's just that he didn't do this, but a pair of old eyes stared at Ling Zhi's firm eyes.

He said, "Hmph, do you think that if you are like this, I will not kill you? I don't know how many people have died at my hands, and there are many young people like you. ”

Ling Zhi smiled indifferently, he was not stimulated by the old man's words, compared to those young disciples, his experience was equivalent to experiencing many cycles of life and death for them.

"Senior, if you have something to say, please be blunt, if you think that I am the same as those boys, then it is too much to underestimate me, at least, although I don't have the same strength as you, I will definitely not admit defeat!" Ling Zhi smiled slightly.

The old man did not speak, but stared at Ling Zhi tightly with a pair of eyes that seemed to swallow people, and he found that although Ling Zhi's eyes were firm, there was a deep obsession with strength.

This kind of obsession is something that many young disciples do not have, at least, when he was young, among the people he met, none of them could have eyes like Ling Zhi.

"Hmph, are you like this, do you think I will let you go? Give you two chances, you didn't cherish it, this time, you should give your life here!" As soon as the words fell, the old man kicked Ling Zhi in the stomach.

It's just that the speed of this kick is surprisingly slow, so slow that Ling Zhi has time to urge the aura to defend.

When the foot was close, Ling Zhi instantly felt wrong, but the aura fluctuations on this foot were extremely rich, and while his arms were crossed, the kick was also kicked directly.

Rumble~~

With a popping sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Ling Zhi's mouth, and his body fell backwards, a hundred steps.

Ling Zhi couldn't understand, this old man seemed to be moody, but even so, he would definitely not fall so easily, and he came here just to gain the power to protect the people he wanted to protect.

If he can't even get this, then he's really useless!

"Ouch, yes, in the end, it is a strong young disciple, this step down, if it were someone else, I am afraid that it would have died a long time ago, your body is well tempered. The old man praised.

Ling Zhi laughed and said, "Hmph, the body is good, but senior, if you don't agree to me, even if you come with two or three feet, I will be able to survive!"

The old man smiled disdainfully, he stepped forward, slowly approached Ling Zhi, and said, "Yes, if you can support the old man on three feet, then the old man will allow you to tell your purpose again." ”

Ling Zhi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he stood up, puffed up his chest and said: "Then if this is the case, then these three feet come down, and I will stand up again, because, I can, I believe in my own ability." ”

The old man laughed, and with a wave of his left hand, the dragon-patterned giant sword in his palm actually hit the wall directly, and under the blade, it was deeply inserted.

If it was Ling Zhi, he would never treat the hard-won spiritual weapon like this.

"What are you doing!" Ling Zhi said with some dissatisfaction.

"Hmm, are you angry?" the old man sneered.

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