"It turns out that he is a fellow Taoist from the Lan Maple Sect. No wonder he dares to show his strength."
Song Qi didn't show the slightest fear, but instead had a bit of a sneer on his face, saying: "Even if you are a disciple of Wankuling, today you must hand over the villain who hurt my eldest brother."
"If you really want to make things worse, I will have no choice but to accompany you."
Ling Tian had no intention of trying to make excuses again.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
Song Qi's face immediately turned cold. After a soft drink, he pulled out the long sword from behind.
Clang
The long sword clanked and the cold light flashed.
What surprised Ling Tian was that this long sword not only had the quality of a top-grade treasure, but also released bursts of ferocious aura, like a murderous weapon that killed countless people.
In the center of the long sword's blade, there is a straight line of blood. At this moment, this blood line has branched into subtle branches.
Those tiny branches are like a blood network, densely covered on the sword body.
The ferocious aura in the sword energy is getting stronger and stronger.
The fierce aura was so strong that it actually caused the qi and blood in Ling Tian's body to become disordered.
Ling Tian immediately judged that this long sword was definitely a fierce weapon, and its power was definitely not weak. He quickly used his power to stabilize his energy and blood.
"Eat Song's sword first"
Song Qi held the sword tightly, pointing the sword's edge directly at Ling Tian's chest.
Ling Tian stepped out, his figure became erratic and danced like a ghost, and he easily dodged the sword.
The next moment, Ling Tian appeared on the left side of Song Qi, and then punched out.
Song Qi also reacted quickly. He flipped his arm and the long sword slashed towards his left side.
Ling Tian stepped on the Nine Palaces, retreated, and dodged another sword attack.
After just one fight, Ling Tian could be sure that it would not be easy for him to defeat Song Qi. Song Qi's strength was probably only a little bit weaker than Chu Chen's.
However, even if it is difficult to win, Ling Tian is confident that he will not lose to Song Qi.
Song Qi was only in the late stage of foundation building. Ling Tian was a step ahead of Song Qi in terms of realm. Moreover, Ling Tian’s fighting experience was just as good as Song Qi’s. He also had the mysterious Nine Palace Flowing Cloud Steps to coordinate with him. Even if he didn’t use it,
A magic weapon can also make you invincible.
Song Qi's swordsmanship is quite good, and the quality of the long sword in his hand is not low, but it's a pity that he can't hit Ling Tian.
Swish, swish, swish...
The long sword swept across, and the sword light spread across the sky.
Ling Tian's body shape is like the wind, and he can move with ease.
Instead of striving for victory, Ling Tian just wanted Song Qi to retreat in the face of difficulties.
Song Qi, on the other hand, became more and more frightened as he fought. The opponent was obviously not very powerful, but his realm was not low, and his movement skills were too mysterious. He obviously had no hope of winning.
Moreover, he kept attacking and was wasting up quickly. If this continued, it would be extremely detrimental to him. Song Qi gradually became a little anxious, but his sword skills were still continuous.
Ling Tian was very patient and just dodged and defended, waiting for Song Qi to be exhausted.
"I thought the immortals of the Blue Maple Sect were so powerful, but it turns out they are just better at hiding."
"You should show me some magical magic."
After being unable to attack for a long time, Song Qi couldn't help but make fun of him.
Ling Tian was not moved at all. How could the killer king's state of mind be shaken by a few words?
His own power was being consumed more and more. Song Qi knew that he would be defeated if he continued like this. He was heartbroken and prepared to use his ultimate move.
I saw the blood network in the long sword began to surge rapidly, rushing to the hilt, and then poured into Song Qi's palm through the hilt.
Song Qi's palm began to glow with blood, and then the blood spread, covering his entire arm and then his whole body.
As the blood light enveloped his whole body, Song Qi's aura immediately soared, reaching a level comparable to the peak of the later stage of Foundation Establishment.
"This spiritual blood is used to cultivate sword spirits. If I use it for you today, it will only make my blood sword drink up all your blood."
Song Qi's body was covered in blood, his aura was violent, and his face looked ferocious.
Ling Tian just frowned, not showing much fear.
call
Song Qi came at him again with his sword, and his speed increased as well as his momentum.
Although the speed has increased, Song Qi's fighting experience will not increase, his soul realm will not improve, and even his sword skills will not improve. Therefore, even though Ling Tian tried his best, Song Qi still couldn't hurt Ling Tian.
"Fellow Daoist Song, you'd better give up. You can't win against me."
Although Ling Tian was able to cope with it with force, he estimated that the other party would not be able to last long in such a violent state.
Even after using the spiritual blood in the sword, he still couldn't win. Song Qi finally knew how powerful his opponent was.
The opponent has not used any magic weapon so far, and is still able to tie with himself. Song Qi is not a fool. He can immediately deduce that the opponent's strength should be higher than his.
Knowing that he could not win, Song Qi could only stop attacking even though he was unwilling to do so.
Song Qi stopped, and the bloody light covering his body returned to his long sword, but it was obviously much dimmer than before.
"I just don't want to make things bigger. Please don't be too persistent, Fellow Daoist Song."
While Ling Tian was speaking, he took out a small bottle, which contained a glowing elixir. He threw the small bottle towards Song Qi, and then said: "Here is a Muscle and Bone Jade Dew Pill, which can make Song Daoyou grow taller."
My brother's injury has recovered as normal. In this way, neither party has suffered any damage. Let this matter be dropped. I think Fellow Daoist Song has no objection, right?"
Song Qi took the jade bottle, opened the cork, sniffed at the mouth of the bottle, and then said: "Okay."
Without any further delay, Song Qi turned around and left, shouting to the people in Songcun: "They have already compensated with an elixir, let's go back."
Hearing that the other party had lost the elixir, the people in Song Village naturally thought that their immortal had won. They all turned around with great joy and satisfaction. With the eyes of ordinary people, it was natural that they could not see who had the upper hand in the fight just now.
The people in Shicun were slow to respond, but now that the people in Songcun had left, they all naturally relaxed.
Just now, the people in Shicun were very worried that their immortal would be defeated. Now that they saw their immortal standing at the entrance of the village without any damage, they no longer thought about it.
"Er Niu, what happened just now?" Wang Gui ran to the entrance of the village and asked Ling Tian.
"Nothing, the matter has been resolved." Ling Tian replied with a smile.
"That's good, that's good." Wang Gui felt more relaxed now.
To be on the safe side, Ling Tian did not leave immediately, but planned to leave again tomorrow morning to see if the people from Song Village would leave again.
"Qier, are you not injured?"
On the way back, Song Xiong asked his immortal son.
"No."
Song Qi shook his head and said: "The immortal in Shicun knew that he was outmatched, but he didn't want to fight anymore, so he offered to compensate us with a pill of elixir, otherwise I won't give up."
"Since you can win, why not kill him directly?"
Song Xiong said unwillingly: "Kill him, and the treasures on his body will all be ours?"
"snort"
Song Qi glanced at his father and said: "That man is a disciple of the Blue Feng Sect after all. If I kill him here, the masters from his sect will definitely come to ask questions, and they might cause me a fatal blow."
disaster."
"Well, I didn't think carefully about it for my father."
Song Xiong looked ashamed and paused for a long time before saying again: "Is that elixir going to be taken by your elder brother?"
"Although the elixir that man gave me can restore my eldest brother's legs, I am a mortal after all. The elixir is so powerful that my body can't bear it at all."
Song Qi pondered for a moment, then saw his father's expression of disappointment, and then said: "Although the eldest brother's leg cannot be saved, I can give him some spiritual fruits to help him recover as soon as possible."
In fact, this is just a perfunctory statement.
For monks in the foundation-building stage, the Muscle and Bone Jade Dew Pill is a holy medicine for healing, and it can even save lives sometimes. Naturally, Song Qi will not waste it on a mortal, even if this mortal is his eldest brother.
Song Qi is a casual cultivator with no sect or foundation. He cannot get strong support and cultivation from the sect. His net worth is not rich, which does not allow him to be too generous.
Most casual practitioners are stingy and pitiful.
As for those monks who rely on their sect, they will be under more pressure on the path of cultivation. As long as you are the material for cultivation and as long as you can advance, you can get support from the sect.
However, the cultivation resources in most places in the world of cultivation are in the hands of some large sects and powerful forces. Casual cultivators can only rely on their own efforts and take risks to seek opportunities in order to go further on the road to immortality.
Instead of following his father back to Song Village, Song Qi just left some spiritual fruits for his eldest brother to recover, and then quickly headed towards Linyin Town.
At dusk, Song Qi arrived at Linyin Town and walked into the wing of a restaurant with a familiar familiarity.
In this side room, there is a woman sitting cross-legged on a large, soft bed.
The woman looked to be about twenty-eight years old, in her prime. She was also very beautiful, but she wore very few clothes. Her whole body seemed to have only a thin, almost transparent gauze skirt. Through that layer of gauze, she could faintly see
See her fair and rosy skin, as well as the proud red peaks of her breasts.
"Brother Song, you seem to be looking bad."
When the woman saw Song Qi coming in, she raised her charming eyes and asked with a smile: "Is it because things didn't go well at home?"
"It's a little unsatisfactory."
Song Qi nodded, and after sitting down, he first poured himself a cup of tea, and then said: "The other party is a foundation-building disciple of the Blue Maple Sect. He is very powerful. I can only draw a tie with him."
"It's okay if you don't suffer any loss." The woman walked over from the bed and put a lotus-like arm on Song Qi's shoulder, with a charming look on her face.
"Yao Jiao, are you so charming that you have the nerve to attack an acquaintance?"
Smelling the fragrant aroma and feeling two full balls squeezing his back, Song Qi asked unmoved.
"Haha, you really don't understand amorous feelings. How can anyone use charms on you?"
Yao Jiao picked Song Qi's chin with one finger, and then said: "When you come back, you should ask me to deal with that Blue Maple Sect disciple with you, right?"
