Ning Yun was overjoyed, "I remember, your name is Zhuge Qianlong, right?"

"Little Daoist, as long as you kill the sword spirit for me, I can call the shots and let you be directly promoted to the inner gate of the Medicine Spirit Sect!"

"The sword spirit is already at the end of the crossbow, and it can be killed with a swing of the sword!"

Except for the damage to the weapon, the sword spirit was basically not injured, and it was the end of the crossbow.

Ning Yun is not a good person.

But at the moment of life and death, she wants to grasp the heart of the life-saving straw, I understand.

The hand hidden in the sleeve robe of the sword was trembling slightly.

The long knife exploded, cutting his hands enough, especially the tiger's mouth was numb, and it took a certain amount of time to recover.

The muscles on Dao Liu's face trembled, and he said angrily, "It turns out that your kid has already joined the sect of the Medicine Spirit Sect, and he has hidden it deep enough!"

I'm not sure if the sword spirit is hiding a killing move similar to Ning Yun, so I'm not in a hurry to make a move.

One blow didn't kill the sword spirit, I was not in a hurry, while quietly brewing the spell to merge into the long knife, I respectfully bowed my hand, "Junior Zhuge Qianlong, I have seen the predecessor of the Sword Sect."

In an instant, Ning Yun's expression was stunned and panicked.

Blade Soul was stunned, "What the hell are you kid doing?"

I confessed, "Well, I only saw the two sides fighting, and I didn't know who was fighting, so I thought about sneaking up and profiting from it."

"I never thought that the sword spirit senior who rushed into the sword gate will ask for your forgiveness."

But anyone with a brain knows that I am talking nonsense.

After squatching on the tree for so long, just to hold back a killing move, how could anyone believe it now that he killed the wrong person.

Now, the sword that has lost his weapon is not sure that he will win against me, so he has to believe it even if he doesn't believe it.

Everyone can get by on the face, and they won't fight together with real knives and guns, no matter who it is, it's good for everyone.

Dao Luo was stunned for a long time, and then laughed dryly, "It turned out to be a mistake. Little brother, it's good to make a mistake, so as not to lose your life."

"The storage ring you got by mistake should be returned to its original owner."

Dao Luo, this grandson, really pinched me as a soft persimmon.

I said calmly, "Senior, the things of the living are not counted as being taken, and the things of the dead are not being robbed."

"Your brother is dead, and his things belong to me."

Dao Liu's face sank, "Boy, aren't you afraid of my revenge for dominating the Sword Gate?"

"Revenge?"

I put on a posture that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and once again held a long knife in my hand to make a fighting stance, "Since you say so, I can only make a mistake to the end."

"You!"

Dao Qi was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick, and he glanced at Ning Yun with fear, and he didn't dare to really make a move on me.

Taking advantage of the confrontation between me and Dao Spirit, Ning Yun stuffed the healing herbs in the storage ring into his mouth to recover his injuries as much as possible.

It seems that she may really have the ability to fight to the death.

I immediately took out a long sword of extremely poor quality from the storage ring, "Senior Ning Yun, I will exchange this long sword for your storage ring, will you change it?"

This long sword was obtained by me by killing the Tianyin Sect and others, because the condition is not bad, and it can't be sold for much money, so I will keep it.

Ning Yun was overjoyed and threw the storage ring to me very happily.

"Little Taoist friend has picked it up! There are a lot of elixirs and treasures in my storage ring, and I'm willing to give them to you than let that bastard of the sword spirit get his hands on them!"

After I took the storage ring, I happily threw the long sword to Ning Yun, "Oh, yours."

Ning Yun, who was holding the long sword, pinched the spirit with his fingertips, making the long sword fly around his body, and his eyes were more confident.

Dao Liu's face suddenly changed, and he said angrily, "Boy, you have a kind!"

The people of the fairy world fight and rely on weapons.

Ning Yun, who has the spirit sword, even if he can't beat the sword, at least he has the confidence to confront.

If Dao Ling wants to take down Ning Yun again, I am afraid that he will have the consciousness of being slightly injured or even seriously injured.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Don't be angry, senior, I'm just making a deal, and I don't mean to target you."

Dao Luo suddenly remembered something, and grinned at me with a cold smile, "Little friend, since you can do business with Ning Yun, you can do business with me."

"In this way, how about I produce a top-grade spirit crystal and buy the long knife in your hand?"

I was secretly happy in my heart.

It's been so long since I laid the groundwork, I'm just waiting for Dao Jie to say this!

I sped up to brand the spell with the long knife in my hand, and said unhappily, "Senior, Ning Yun is willing to exchange the storage ring with me, and you are too picky."

Ning Yun was extraordinarily cooperative, and took the opportunity to propose, "Little Daoist, you and I killed the sword spirit together, and all his things will be handed over to you!"

The sword was furious, "Slut, shut up!"

At this moment, Dao Jie didn't dare to bargain anymore, took off the storage ring cleanly, and glared at me gloomily, "Boy, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other!" Look at the book

"Okay!"

I lifted the long knife and was about to throw it over, but suddenly frowned again, "Senior, I suddenly remembered that once you have a weapon, neither Ning Yun nor I will be your opponent.

"If you unload the mill and kill the donkey, kill Ning Yun first, and then chase and kill me, then I won't steal chickens and rice."

The knife said perfunctorily: "I use my personality to guarantee that such a thing will never happen."

Personality? If this grandson had a personality, he would not have robbed a little girl in the forest.

I hesitated for a long time, and then made another condition, "In this case, you break one of your legs, so that you can only attack, and you will not have the strength to pursue."

"Anyway, Ning Yun is exhausted, and he is forced to the mountain wall, and he can't run away at all."

"I'm relieved that you cut off a leg."

The sword was furious, "Boy, *** looking for death!"

I didn't hesitate at all, raised my long knife and shouted at Ning Yun, "Senior, I'll attack head-on, and you flank and assist, ready to fight!"

Ning Yun's fighting spirit soared, "Little Daoist, don't worry, even if I fight for this life and die with the sword, I will help you win this battle!"

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Dao Luo suddenly panicked, and hurriedly shouted, "Fellow Daoist, I listen to you and cut off my leg!"

"But you have to swear to heaven that if I cut off my leg, if you don't give me the long sword, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth!"

I stretched out three fingers and swore to the sky: "The sky is above, the thick earth is the proof, if I don't abide by the agreement and hand over the long knife to the sword seniors, I will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and five thunders will blow up!"

The sword spirit was overjoyed, and Ning Yun's eyes became gray again.