Chapter 2 Rivalry
Zheng Tu was originally rolling and frolicking in this river to pass the time, but suddenly his ears jumped, and after pondering for a while, he stretched his dragon body and swam towards a place where there was a strange movement. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
That place was dozens of miles away, but Zheng Tu's sense of the dragon's body was now keen, and it was doubly sensitive in the water, so it was not unusual to detect it.
Just getting closer, the more the movement in that place became, and Zheng Tu also sensed that it was two guys with great ability fighting underwater, so his mind moved, and the acupoints shifted, still turning into a human form, and approached and observed lightly.
When they were about thirty steps apart, Zheng Tu stopped, and he also saw clearly who the two people were in the underwater battlefield.
The two men were disheveled, one in a yellow shirt and the other in a gray shirt, and there were a little black stains on their clothes, probably old bloodstains. The hooked nose in the yellow shirt was tall and thin, and the hair on his head was almost gone. The slightly shorter one has a round body and vigorous hair, and the hair and beard on his head are tangled and messy. These two people are dressed with a strange look in their faces, and they don't look like monsters, but also bad guys.
When Zheng Tu saw these two people, it happened that these two people suddenly fought each other, and their bodies quickly separated, and they both fell to the ground.
Blackbeard sat up with one hand on the mud at the bottom of the water, and said coldly, "Old monster Yellow Wind, don't think you can really make a draw with me. After so many years of friendship, you know me, I know you. It's true that my ability hasn't overpowered you, but how long can you hold up with your internal injuries?"
The old man in yellow gritted his teeth fiercely, but did not reply, and raised his hand A burst of silver light shot out, and his body moved and attacked forward.
That burst of silver light was a set of flying needles, although the old man in yellow played it, he didn't expect this set of flying needles to work, but he was close enough to continue to attack.
Blackbeard was not idle, the flying needle did not hit him, and black gas flew out of his sleeves, turning into skulls one after another, and the ghost whimpered, and suddenly the two of them seemed to turn into a ghost prison.
Zheng Tu watched quietly, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: This is really a world of immortals? It's just that it could be fake, how can I encounter this fight casually......
Zheng Tu was silent in his heart, and the two old monsters didn't know how many tricks they had made, so they only dazzled Zheng Tu.
Suddenly, the two old monsters looked in the direction of Zheng Tu together, Zheng Tu's heart trembled vigorously, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.
Two loud bangs followed, as well as two afterimages of flying, falling, tumbling.
A few silver needles and two black gases attacked, Zheng Tu avoided a little, and he didn't completely avoid it, but he was not injured when he greeted him with his dragon body, but the two old monsters did not forget to attack each other at the moment of the shot, and both of them were hit, seeing that they were all ruthless to each other, I don't know whether they were alive or dead.
Zheng Tu checked Ao Xiang's memory luck Dragon Palace's true dragon trick carefully, and found that he was indeed not injured, thought about it again, and stepped forward.
He walked first in Blackbeard's direction. The whereabouts of the two old monsters were sprayed with blood, but Blackbeard was relatively more, Zheng Tu thought silently: The more seriously injured and the faster he dies, the safer he should be.
Zheng Tu stepped forward cautiously again and again, and even added his true qi in his ears, and indeed couldn't hear any movement from the old monster, so he slowly approached, thought about it and slapped the old monster's heavenly spirit cover, so he heard an extremely short muffled snort, and the old monster was obviously really dead.
Zheng Tu began to search his body with confidence, and said in a low voice: "Old monster, don't be weird, you see that you look evil and evil, and you kill each other with your accomplices, you don't look like a good person." After suffering such a serious injury and pretending to be dead, I am also helping you to be reborn early, and the merit is immeasurable. ”
There were only two cloth bags on the black-clothed old monster, and Zheng Tu guessed in his heart that most of them were magic weapons such as storage bags, so he put them away. Just as he was about to stop, there was a sound of gold and iron from the body of the old monster in black who fell, and Zheng Tu couldn't help but shout: "There are ghosts!"
His big hand went up to the old monster's navel, and he faintly felt a hint of aura beating.
At this moment, Zheng Tu laughed, urged the true dragon trick, and shouted, only to see that the blood mist was filled, and a small sword with emerald color drilled out of the navel of the old monster in black, and was caught by Zheng Tu, with a little beating energy.
A familiar feeling appeared, Zheng Tu's eyes narrowed, his thoughts condensed, and he found that there was indeed a little broken spirit on the sword. Zheng Tu had absorbed Ao Xiang's spirit before, and he was naturally familiar with this kind of thing at this time, and the surging thoughts gushed out, wrapping the broken spirit for a while, and then he felt the slightest soft power penetrate into the soul, and the whole person seemed more spiritual.
After winning the old monster in black, Zheng Tu was quite happy in his heart, so he walked in the other direction to collect the old monster in yellow.
The obviously seriously injured old monster in black was just cheating to death, and the old monster in yellow shirt Zheng Tu didn't dare to take it lightly, so he approached cautiously first, and when he was five steps away, the true dragon trick had already been transported, ready to make up for the old monster.
"Ahem...... Ahem......"
The old monster in the yellow shirt struggled to get up, sat on his back and half-sat up, and shouted, "Little brother, stop!"
Zheng Tu was slightly stunned, and continued to urge the true qi, his eyes condensed.
The yellow-shirted old monster hurriedly said: "I am definitely not your opponent at this time, but if you blow yourself up, you won't get anything!"
Zheng Tu looked at the old monster in the yellow shirt who was suffocated and red, and didn't make a move after all, and said: "You and your companion are not good people, if I let you go, you will always hurt others." ”
The old monster in the yellow shirt looked resentful and scolded: "You little thief kills people and sells goods, what kind of good thing is it?"
Zheng Tu's face was cold, and he was about to have a seizure, but the old monster in the yellow shirt begged for mercy again and again, and said: "Daoist friends punish evil and promote good, that's very good...... Lao Er is seriously injured now, and he can't do anything for the world, please spare your life!"
Zheng Tu smiled silently, and the yellow-shirted old monster flew out of a Taoist book from his body, and said: "Fellow Daoist, this is my Infinite Sword Gate Tongtian Sword Technique, and it is also a famous flying sword practice method in the world, which can spare my life?"
The old monster in the yellow shirt said, his divine thoughts were aroused, and some scenes appeared on the Taoist book, and several figures and flying swords changed, which seemed to be indeed a good Taoism.
Zheng Tu shook his head and said, "It's not enough!"
The old monster in the yellow shirt had an indignant face, and a piece of silver-white iron flew out, and said: "This is too white iron essence, I have been warm for a long time, and a little forging is a good sword tire, which can spare my life?"
Before Zheng Tu could express his position, the old monster then shouted: "I won't give it no matter how much I want, you little thief won't let it go, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu blew himself up, you can't get these benefits!"
Zheng Tu saw that the treasures that this old monster flew out were all under his own palm, so he really had to work hard, so he chuckled and said, "Okay, you can go!"
The old monster glanced at the number of treasures flying out hatefully, and then looked at Zheng Tu vigilantly, and slowly retreated, until twenty steps away, suddenly a mine exploded, and it disappeared.
Zheng Tu raised his hand, took the Taoist book left by the old monster in his hand and looked at it, took a photo with Ao Xiang's memory, and said in his heart: This waste dragon is born with supernatural powers as a dragon species, and he has not practiced the Dao Law much, and it is a good skill to learn the law of this flying sword......
Zheng Tu had the heart to take stock of the treasures on his body, but this place was not suitable, so he thought about putting things away first.
He looked at the iron on the ground, and felt a problem in his heart, and was thinking about whether to take the storage bag of the old monster in black to sacrifice one or two, when he suddenly patted his head and said, "Why am I so stupid......"
As a dragon, Ao Xiang has a lot of treasures, and of course there are storage bags.
Zheng Tu thought about it, and picked up Ao Xiang's law decision, only to see a flash of golden light on his thighs, so he put away the iron tire and the Taoist book.
Zheng Tu was trying to relax a little, but suddenly noticed a strange movement, the soles of his feet were strong, his body was a vertical, and one hand turned into a dragon claw to move in the direction of the abnormality, and pulled out a humanoid monster.
Although the monster had a human form, it still had fish scales on its body and two exaggerated whiskers on its mouth.
Zheng Tuxin said, this is the spirit in the river. This monster can't fully transform into a human form, and it's obviously a low-level cultivator.
Zheng Tu was about to let it go, and remembered the previous threat to the old monster in the yellow shirt, and this threat of blackmail was actually a bit addictive, so he smiled and said: "Your fish essence is fat, and this Daxian is cooking fish soup at night." ”
The fish spirit was grabbed by Zheng Tu, and he couldn't move at all, and he was very frightened when he heard Zheng Tu say this, and he screamed.
Zheng Tu only said that this fish essence is even lower than he imagined, and he can't even speak, and he was about to let it go, but this fish spirit spoke: "Don't be a great immortal! My body is a mullet, eating the flesh of the rotting corpse and silt, which is very sour, and those poor people don't eat it." ”
Zheng Tu smiled slightly and said, "That's okay, Daxian, I recently believed in the Buddha, and killing some demons and monsters is just my merit." ”
The mullet spirit was so anxious that tears flowed out, although its cultivation is low, it still knows a thing or two about the affairs of the world, that Buddhism has always been taboo to kill, when does killing people become merit? It's just that it doesn't have any wisdom after all, it just thinks that Buddhism has changed its tune, and begged for mercy again and again.
Zheng Tu saw that it was enough to scare this fish, so he said slowly: "Daxian, I am the most fair, I can let you go, but there must be something worthy of your life, right?"
The mullet spirit suddenly seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and said: "Yes, there are some! Daxian, a few days ago, this King Xie of Wuyoujiang discovered a water mansion with many treasures. The great immortal supernatural power is world-shattering, and the king of Xie is definitely not your opponent, and the treasure detective can get it. ”
Zheng Tu listened to it and was a little moved. The spirits in this water, most of them can guess the body when they hear the title, and most of the kings are just crabs, and with his dragon body skills, it is not a problem to deal with these little monsters in the water. And Zheng Tu thought about it carefully, in this place in the world that has not settled for a while, it is time to find a place to be a stronghold.