Chapter 1867 Bandit’s Treasure House

(Slightly changed at the end of the previous chapter)

Clang!

Just when the young master Ling Yunfeng jumped into the big crack on the top of the mountain, a sonorous sword sound suddenly sounded.

Then he saw a purple rainbow shooting out like lightning at an extremely fast speed.

The cold light flashed in Xiao Zhenren's eyes. He was forced into a desperate situation, and he also burst out with anger. He was like a vigorous war dragon, with his shawl and black hair flying, and his eyes were filled with fighting intent.

In the flash of light and stone, he held a sword in his hand and slashed out in the direction of the purple rainbow, displaying a rare assassination knife technique. One sword contained many changes, each of which was like an antelope hanging. The corner is wonderful.

Dang Dang Dang!

The sword collided with the purple rainbow, and there was a sound like iron, and a series of sparks flew out.

The little real person was shaken all over. The moment the sword in his hand was touched by the purple rainbow, it was like being hit by a heavy hammer weighing 100,000 yuan. The shock made his mouth sore and numb, and he could hardly hold it. Hold the hilt.

Because of this, his middle door was wide open, revealing a big flaw.

Click!

The sword in his hand, a high-grade spiritual weapon, actually cracked and was vulnerable to a single blow.

Clang!

That purple rainbow seemed to have eyes and could attack and kill on its own. Spotting this big flaw, it flashed its edge and pierced towards Xiao Zhenren's middle door.

Only then did Xiao Zhenren see clearly that this purple rainbow was a sharp sword, with purple light all over its body. It was not transformed by true energy, but a real sharp weapon.

There was no one holding the hilt of the sword, and it was hanging in the air on its own, like a living thing. The blade of the sword was buzzing and vibrating, and it was stabbing straight at Xiao Zhenren's wide open middle door.

Seeing this purple sword, the young master couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Flying Sword, Zi Ying! May I ask if you are the Sword Immortal of Shushan? This misunderstanding is purely a misunderstanding. I have a very close personal relationship with the Lihuo Sect and the Shushan Sword Palace. I ask the Sword Immortal to be merciful and listen to my explanation. It's not you. Just imagine it.”

Ye Tiantian was willing to listen to Xiao Zhenren's explanation. The sword was as powerful as a dragon and continued to thrust out.

"Damn it, you are the Sword Immortal of Shu Mountain. You have heard of my Lihuo Cult, why don't you want to listen to my explanation?" Xiao Zhenren's pupils shrank and he roared.

Whoosh whoosh!

The young master raised his hand and produced a stack of talismans. The light was bright and the runes were densely covered. They were all top-grade protective talismans, which were hard to find in the market.

Only a true disciple with such a distinguished status as him would the sect be willing to provide so many protective spiritual treasures.

Every time a talisman is struck, a protective light curtain will be formed in the void, with different colors. It may seem as thin as a cicada's wings, but in fact it cannot be broken through by heavy artillery bombardment.

However, in front of the purple sword that Ye Tian offered, these protective talismans that could withstand innate attacks were like fragile glass, vulnerable to a single blow.

Crackling!

Wherever the sword edge passed, all the protective light curtains were shattered.

In the end, the sword pierced Xiao Zhenren's body.

puff!

I saw a stream of blood spurting out from the little real person's chest, and then the person fell down and fell into the deep pit.

"Is he dead?" Xiao Yue'er asked with wide eyes.

The Ziying Flying Sword flew out, and Ye Tian raised his hand to summon a cloud of mist. At this moment, she and Ye Tian stepped on the cloud and mist, still standing proudly in the void.

From a distance, the two of them seemed to be flying in the clouds, which made the little girl excited.

Ye Tian frowned slightly, stared at the deep pit made by the small real sword, and said to himself:

"It's strange. He is only in the divine realm. Even though the purple mark of the Ziying Sword has not recovered, he should be killed with one sword. But when the sword edge pierced his chest just now, it felt very wrong. It failed to pierce. His physical body.”

"It's unlikely that there will be an Earth Immortal. It could only be an innate protective spiritual treasure."

"Let's go and have a look."

After saying that, Ye Tian took Xiao Yue'er's hand and fell from the sky straight into the crack in the mountain.

There is actually a mountain secret room running through the bottom of the crack, which is enough space for two or three houses, and it looks very empty. There are many connected caves around,

Like a maze.

As soon as she entered the secret room, Xiao Yue'er took a breath of cold air. When her eyes lit up, she saw the secret room shining brightly. There were many gold and silver jewelry, elixirs and spiritual stones, as well as swords, guns, swords and halberds. Weapons.

Astonishingly, this is the treasure house of Heifeng Village, and the treasures that have been taken by force for so many years are hidden here.

Fortunately, the treasure was hidden in the mountain. Otherwise, if it were in the stone castle outside, it would have been destroyed in the sea of ​​thunder.

"Uncle, what should I do with so many treasures?" The little girl was at a loss for a while.

"What should I do? Of course I put it away. Whoever wins gets it." Ye Tian said matter-of-factly.

He was used to big scenes and was not shocked.

In fact, the treasures in this treasure house are only general, and are completely incomparable with the treasure houses of Qingyun Sword Sect, Jiuli Divine Sect, Wanshen Mountain and other sects. After all, this is just a bandit's treasure house, and it can't be very rich.

Ye Tian glanced at it and found only one top-grade elixir among the piles of elixirs. There were only five or six top-grade elixirs, and the rest were of average and low-grade.

Although there are a lot of spiritual stones, tens of thousands of them, except for a few spiritual crystals as big as a child's fist and hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones, the rest are ordinary middle- and low-grade spiritual stones.

Ye Tian usually looked down upon this kind of spirit stone and elixir, but at this time, he was in a state of despair and had wounds on his body, so he could use it reluctantly, and he didn't dislike it.

Whoosh whoosh!

The door of his Qiankun Ring opened wide, emitting a powerful suction force that swept away all the treasures in the secret room, regardless of whether they were good or bad. Even if he can't use it, maybe Xiao Yue'er can.

After taking away the treasure, the few drops of blood on the ground became particularly conspicuous.

The blood was red and hot like lava, thicker than ordinary people's blood, and full of spiritual energy. It was obviously the little real person who was stabbed by a sword and the blood flowed out.

"You can't escape!"

Ye Tian snorted coldly and followed the blood trail.

Black Wind Village has been entrenched on this mountain for who knows how long, and it has hollowed out the mountain, crisscrossing it with many caves, like a maze. When ordinary people come here, they may get lost while walking.

Ye Tian's spiritual thoughts flowed like water and had locked onto the little real person.

Moreover, the blood stains on the ground never stopped.

His sword really stabbed the little real person. Although the mark of the Ziying Sword has not recovered, the sword intention left behind cannot be erased so easily.

Especially after Ye Tian practiced the Void Avenue and integrated it into his sword, the sword wounds were even more difficult to heal.

Ye Tian stepped into a secret room.

Suddenly, a figure surrounded by flames rushed out, broke the sound barrier with a punch, and blasted towards Ye Tian at a speed of nearly three times the speed of sound.

A fiery red streak was pulled out of the void, and a whistle-like sound was made, sharp and harsh.

Even the ground was crumbling, being trampled to pieces by this fiery figure.

This figure is none other than Xiao Zhenren. He is smacking the pill in his mouth and his body is blazing with fire. He is healing his injuries very quickly and recovering from his injuries.

"Ten Thousand Killing Fist!" Xiao Zhenren roared.

The power of the fist was like a wave, and the killing intent was endless, almost drowning Ye Tian.

Ye Tian also waved his fist and struck fiercely, fighting against Xiao Zhenren head-on.

Bang bang bang!

With every collision, a thunderous sound erupted, cracking the mountain walls and flying across at any time.

Xiao Zhenzhen knocked the elixir in his mouth, his whole body was blazing with fire, his blood was like a dragon, his body was sublimated to the extreme, and he was ridiculously powerful.

But Ye Tian is even more terrifying. He can fight with ease with his bare hands. He seems to be at a disadvantage, but in fact he is better than Xiao Zhenren.

Bang!

Ye Tian took a blow from Xiao Zhenren, and the ferocious dragon-like punch penetrated his body, but his body only swayed, as if he had only been pushed.

Immediately afterwards, the little real person was slapped in the chest by Ye Tian's palm, and his blood suddenly surged. He vomited blood and flew backwards in the air. If he didn't have an innate body-protecting spirit armor on his body, this palm alone would have caused him to be seriously injured and dying.

"Damn it, everyone is in the divine realm, how come you are so much stronger than me?" the little real person roared, going crazy in his heart.

The realm Ye Tian showed was indeed only the divine realm, and he looked injured, like an old man in his twilight years.

But when the fight actually started, Xiao Zhenren was extremely horrified. No matter in terms of speed, strength, or defense, the "aging old man" in front of him could crush him.

Especially in terms of the physical body, Ye Tian's physical body is not like the physical body of the gods. It is ridiculously powerful, as if it is made of fine gold, and is comparable to the treasure body of an earthly immortal. He even punched several times without being hurt at all. On the contrary, The shock made his iron fist numb.

"God realm? Haha."

Ye Tian just laughed.

Although his realm has fallen and his powerful true energy cannot be exerted, the golden holy body is still there. Even if there are some flaws, it is not something that a small god can shake.

"I don't believe it, come again!"

Xiao Zhenren was angry, grabbed a handful of pills, chewed them up, and swallowed them.

Suddenly, the aura on his body became stronger, and he no longer looked injured at all.

"kill!"

Xiaozhenren's fighting spirit was like a violent wave. He held a broken blade and roared, volleying towards Ye Tian.

This is a top-grade spiritual weapon. Although it has been cut off, only half of it is left, but when it is swung with all its strength, it is still extremely terrifying, and the cold sword light divides the void into two.

Bang!

Ye Tian was too lazy to use the Purple Ying Sword, and directly waved his fist, first shattering half of the broken weapon in Xiao Zhenren's hand, and then sending him flying away.

"Little brat, do you think I can't kill you just because you have an innate protective spirit armor?"

Ye Tian came closer and closer.

The little real person was lying on the ground, with scars all over his body, and kept retreating.

"You are not from Shushan, why do you have the Purple Ying Sword? Do you know that pretending to be the Shushan Sword Immortal is a death penalty?" Xiao Zhenren gritted his teeth and said with fierce light in his eyes.

The Purple Ying Sword is a supreme divine weapon from eons ago. Although it has been broken and can even be said to be destroyed, it is recorded in the ancient weapon tree and ranks very high.

Moreover, Shushan has been imitating the Ziying Sword in the past dynasties, hoping to create another ancient magic weapon.

Therefore, even now, the Ziying Sword is like thunder. Not only are they being cast in Shushan, but imitations can also be purchased in weapons workshops across the rivers and lakes.

"A dying man dares to question me?" Ye Tian said coldly, suddenly striding forward and trampling the little real person under his feet.