Chapter 8: Slashing the Immortal Sword

Strolling, shopping, Zhao Zitao strolled to Qingpu Antique Street, the Huangshi Street here is particularly wide, there are many large and small antique stalls next to it, all kinds of things are sold, and behind the stalls are rows of antique shops.

Walking on the bluestone slab in the middle is like walking into an old street, and the people's costumes are out of place for such a scene.

Zhao Zitao can't distinguish the authenticity of cultural relics one by one now, but the breath of these things can still be sensed.

Walking through most of the stalls under the induction of consciousness, suddenly, he was shocked and found an object with aura in a small stall.

"Is it a spiritual artifact?"

This is a short sword, the body of the sword is one foot, the scabbard is three inches, rusty, you can only see the bronze color outside, I don't know how many years have passed.

But under the induction of consciousness, the rust marks on the outer skin are just a cover-up, and inside is a sharp short sword, engraved with two words "Kill Immortals".

It has a history of almost 2,000 years, and its edge is hidden, waiting for the day when it will see the light of day again.

"It's really a spiritual artifact. ”

Zhao Zitao was ecstatic in his heart, no matter what, he had to get this Immortal Sword.

"Boss, how do you sell this short sword?"

The fifty-year-old boss can be said to be an old oilman in this industry, this short sword was collected by him for 500 yuan, he also knew that this was an old object, and he originally wanted to sell it for a high price, but the weight was there, but the appearance was too ugly, and no one cared about it.

"Little brother is really good eyesight, this treasure is a sword from the Qin Dynasty, no two prices, you can take 30,000 yuan. ”

"Huh!"

Zhao Zitao didn't expect the boss to be too specific, but the ages are almost the same.

"Boss, look at this appearance, 5,000 is at most, I think this scabbard is good, I just want to buy it for research. ”

"Little brother, let's do it, you pay 15,000, and I will sell it to you at a loss. ”

After some bargaining, it was finally sold for 10,000 yuan.

Zhao Zitao was in a state of excitement until he came to a stall selling rough stones.

"Senior brother, where is the sword you are talking about?"

An outer disciple of the Wuji Sect in the cultivation realm didn't know how to use this short sword to find this short sword, and hurriedly called him the inner door senior brother, but the result was that the sword was empty, and the inner door senior brother Fang Jian couldn't help but say in an interrogative tone.

This disciple was also anxious, and deceived the inner senior brother but there was no good fruit to eat, so he asked the stall owner for the reason.

The stall owner was also a little unhappy, but seeing that the two people in front of him were gorgeously dressed and domineering, they were not easy to provoke, so they had to tell the truth one by one.

"Chase, I see who dares to get along with our Wuji Sect. ”

Zhao Zitao didn't know that he had been tracked, but looked at the pile of rough stones in front of him with a distressed expression, and his indomitable mind couldn't see through these rough stones.

"Immortals are hard to break. ”

The ancients did not deceive me!

Yes, Zhao Zitao remembered that there was a secret technique called "Chaos Divine Eye" in the exercises, which could see through all the void and reality, and cultivate to a high depth, which was more powerful than the innate spiritual eye, but it needed a kind of open-minded sky-looking grass, but this kind of spiritual grass was not only difficult to find, but also had a very small chance of success, since the establishment of the Chaos Divine Sect, only two people had refined this divine eye.

Unconsciously, Zhao Zitao walked to a small pond in a park.

"Someone is following!"

He found that there was someone following behind, and there was an energy in his body that was lower than the aura, and it was estimated that this was the cultivator in the novel.

Not only did he not panic, but he was like a lost lamb looking for the organization.

Excited! Yes!

"Boy, I've finally found you, hurry up and hand over the sword!" the outer disciple said arrogantly as soon as he came.

Although Zhao Zitao didn't know the strength of the cultivator, he could feel that the person in front of him was not as strong as him, and although the energy of the person next to him was similar to him, it was not as pure as his energy.

"This buddy, I bought this short sword, why should I give it to you?"

The outer disciple smiled, he felt that this ordinary person was too ignorant of the sky.

"I'll give you 500,000, how about it?" he felt that 500,000 should be very tempting for ordinary people.

Zhao Zitao shook his head, a spiritual weapon is 500,000, even if it is 500 million, he will not sell it.

"Boy, how much do you say you want?"

After speaking, he knew that he could only use strong.

"I don't sell. ”

Just when the outer disciple was about to make a move, the inner disciple Fang Jian spoke, and he felt that the young man in front of him was not simple.

"The sword below, I don't know which sect my brother belongs to? My Wuji Sect has taken a fancy to this sword, can my brother exchange it!"

The tone word is very arrogant, of course, the current Wuji Sect does have this strength.

"Wuji Sect, could it have any relationship with the previous Wuji Immortal Sect?" "The Wuji Immortal Sect in that dream realm is also one of the seven extremely powerful Seven Great Immortal Sects in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it is a hostile sect to the Chaos Immortal Sect.

Zhao Zitao sneered.

"There's no sect or faction, it's just that what do you exchange with me? ”

"What? what, whatever, Tsukidan, what's the joke?"

You must know that now is not a Cultivating Immortal Saint World, and the medicinal materials of this second-level top-level elixir are not so easy to find, otherwise this innate would not be so few in the Cultivation Realm.

"It seems that you insist on getting along with our Wuji Sect!"

After the inner disciple Fang Jian finished speaking, the outer disciple next to him had already quickly grabbed Zhao Wentao with one hand.

Slowly, getting closer and closer, in the smug smile of the outer disciples, Zhao Zitao's spiritual power was useless, and he quickly held the opponent's hand with his left hand, and forcefully took it back.

"Plop. ”

The outer disciples fell directly into the pond behind them, causing a splash.

"You!" Fang Jian's face was gloomy, and with a flick of his fingers, a fist-sized metal energy ball quickly formed, turning faster and faster, and coming with a violent whistling sound.

Meaninglessly, the other party's energy is the same as Zhao Wentao's, and without his energy purity, the energy competition will definitely not be comparable.

With a push of his palm, a fiery red energy arrow broke through the air, directly shattering the golden energy ball, and continued to move forward.

Fang Jian's face changed drastically, "Could it be that the other party is a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi cultivation? ”

He made various gestures with both hands, and a metal energy shield quickly formed.

The fiery red energy arrow slammed into the metal energy shield, emitting violent sparks, and the square sword was knocked back three or four meters, and the metal shield in his hand gradually disappeared.

Fang Jian had never suffered such a big loss among the younger generation, and he was furious, took out a real weapon, and used the Infinite Sword Technique to rush over.

Since the energy can't be compared, he relies on swordsmanship and weapons to win.

Zhao Zitao is now an empty aura, and he has not yet cultivated any martial arts and body techniques, so he can only deal with Fang Jian's attack in embarrassment, which is very embarrassing.

The outer disciples climbed out of the pond, looking at the battle in front of them, very speechless, originally thought it was a persimmon, but did not expect it to be an iron plate, in order to show his loyalty, he also took out the treasure weapon and joined the battle group.

Zhao Zitao had already relied on his qualities to be stronger than the other party, but the addition of outer disciples made it a lot easier for him.

Fang Jian's face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't wait to kick this outer disciple away.

However, Zhao Zitao's response became more and more relaxed, and finally caught a flaw, and rushed out of the square sword with one kick, this power of 10,000 catties was extremely violent, and a big tree ten meters away witnessed all this with his life.

After Fang Jian landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, obviously not lightly injured, he looked at the outer disciple, frowned, and didn't know what he was thinking.

In the end, Zhao Zitao slapped the outer disciple into the pond again, and did not kill him, after all, he had just entered the immortal gate, and he was still a civilized society in his consciousness.

After Zhao Zitao left, the outer disciple climbed out of the pond again, just wanted to see if the enemy was gone, but a golden light group flew over quickly, this light group was still very familiar, and it was Fang Jian who attacked him, but this outer disciple also reacted, jumped away, and entered the pond again.

It turns out that it is still the safest here!