Yi Jing saw that the other party was still hesitating and did not come over to collect the treasure immediately. He smiled softly and said in a more serious tone, "Ancestor of the Blood Sword, you may have forgotten a few years ago. Tolstoy and I. Just now When we were practicing near the capital, we were just two little-known boys. In just seven or eight years, our martial soul realm has already been promoted to the realm above the Little Heavenly Level.
Everyone in the world says that we are geniuses, but I want to tell you a fact, without the assistance of the Soul Condensing Pill. Geniuses are nothing but mediocrities.
No matter how hard you practice, you will hit a bottleneck. Without the situation of ten or eight years, it would be fanciful to break through the small heaven, let alone the second stage of the small heaven. What do you think. "
A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door. This kind of professional terminology that can only be understood by monks who have also cultivated to an advanced level, the Blood Sword Ancestor will not fail to understand.
The huge light in his eyes reappeared, and his heart was extremely tangled. If you let Jiaoer go now, you can go get the Soul Condensing Pill yourself. It is very possible that this is a trap by the other party, and it is almost 100% certain.
If Jiao Er is not released, Yi Jing will definitely get the Soul Condensing Pill again. It is even more difficult for me to obtain such a treasure that everyone in the monk world dreams of.
The Blood Sword Ancestor suddenly raised his head and laughed, "Yi Jing, you can't even think of deceiving me. The Soul Condensing Pill is not real at all. The Soul Condensing Pill in the hands of the Evil Lord is the only one in the world. You Although the thing is full of spiritual energy, it is still an ordinary thing after all, probably just an ordinary spiritual energy."
"Oh, you don't believe it! Then forget it, I, Yi Jing, have no choice but to swallow it. Let the spiritual power of the Soul Condensing Pill nourish my soul veins every moment. When one day I ascend to heaven and become a human being, Time. I will slap you to death, you little bug."
The Blood Sword Ancestor didn't mind being called a bug, but he was very concerned about the authenticity of the Soul Condensing Pill.
At this moment, his face was distorted because he was too concerned about whether he could get the Soul Condensing Pill.
The stern look in his eyes suddenly reappeared, and he finally said in a deep voice, "Take two more steps back."
"No, there is no way to give in even half a step. This is already the final bottom line for me, Lord Yi Da."
"Take a step back." The Blood Sword Ancestor never talked too much with others, but at this moment he was having a tit-for-tat negotiation with Yi Jing, and it sounded like it was a bit arduous. Impatient.
"I said, I won't even move a toe. If you want to let her go, let her go. If she doesn't let her go, kill her. So as not to cause trouble."
The Blood Sword Ancestor sighed, "She is yours." After saying that, he was about to push her towards Yi Jing. Moreover, it was thrown high up, which would inevitably make Yi Jing unable to take care of the people in the air, and he would definitely not have the ability to clone himself to take care of the Soul Condensing Pill on the ground.
Yi Jing was also a very clever person. He followed the other person's thoughts and flew into the air. But he injected the power of his martial soul into the cloak behind him as quickly as possible. The cloak instantly transformed into a flying blanket. He supported Jiaoer's body. At this moment, Yi Jing suddenly changed his position and shape in mid-air. Like a stream of clear water, his body flew towards the Blood Sword Ancestor who was reaching for the Soul Condensing Pill like lightning.
Chi! The Blood Sword Ancestor's face changed drastically at this moment, and he was shocked to find that he was falling into an unprecedented dangerous situation.
If he didn't pay attention to the threat behind him at this moment, he would probably swallow the Soul Condensing Pill at the moment. It was also the time of his death.
Because Yi Jing's enhanced soul sword, as long as a small amount of martial soul power is injected into it, it is enough to pierce his robe. Entering from behind, a transparent hole penetrated his body.
And if he were asked to give up the fight for the Soul Condensing Pill, this would obviously not be the behavior of a Dharma-mad who would rather deny his relatives for the sake of cultivating the Dharma.
Besides, although the ancestor of the Blood Sword had an unexpected encounter in his middle age, he had developed superior martial arts magic. But when he fought with Yi Jing just now, he had already seen with his own eyes how powerful Yi Jing was.
Even at his age, if he encounters a miracle again, it is almost impossible to surpass Yi Jing in Dharma cultivation.
Therefore, the Soul Condensing Pill is a must-win, and I would rather take a sword from Yi Jing to get this treasure.
Chi! "Qiang!" The Magic Moon Sword was thrust back, and the Blood Sword Ancestor fished out the Soul Condensing Pill on the boulder without looking back. Before he could be happy, he suddenly noticed a strange itch in the palm of his hand. I saw the Soul Condensing Pill that was shining with moving light just now. At this moment, his whole body turned black, and the elixir exuded was definitely not the same mysterious aroma as before, but turned into a dispensable and faint black aura.
"Ah! Damn it, it's really fake!"
"Boo!" Yi Jing slapped his hand hard on the back, and the Blood Sword Ancestor cracked forward, almost not falling down. There was a crackling sound of bones breaking in the shoulder. There was an unconcealable flush on his face.
"Good boy, I've been fooled by you."
"Hey, Blood Sword Ancestor. Now I'll give you a chance to live. Kneel at my feet immediately. Conquer the leader of this city."
"Bah, do you think you can conquer me like this? Illusion Demon."
"Boom!" "Boom!" In the space where Yi Jing and the Blood Sword Ancestor were, a smoke-like phantom suddenly appeared.
The figure of the Blood Sword Ancestor seemed to be suddenly diluted and kept expanding.
Yi Jing picked up the fallen Jiaoer with one hand, immediately closed his eyes, and used the induction guided by the Wuhun Heart Sutra to feel where the Blood Sword Ancestor was.
In shock, he discovered that the Blood Sword Ancestor had already thrown far away. He flew up into the air with a single arrow and threw it a hundred meters away. It's too late to chase.
The mountain wind blew, and Tolstoy arrived just in time. He found that the place where he had just rested on the hillside was full of rocks, and the surrounding vegetation was also damaged, as if it had been passed over by a wild boar. He approached Yi Jing in shock. Lai said, "What happened? Oh, who is she?"
Yi Jing took the two buns from Tolstoy's hand and swallowed them in big mouthfuls. He handed Jiaoer into Tolstoy's hands and said, "Hurry up and find a way to wake her up. We want to know the situation of the Happy Horse Ranch as soon as possible."
"Who is she? What does she have to do with the Horse Racing Ranch?"
"She is the girl of the Lord of Brahma. Her name is Jiao'er. I rescued her from the hands of the Blood Sword Ancestor." Yi Jing explained vaguely to Tolstoy while eating steamed buns.
"Oh, so that's the reason, Blood Sword Ancestor? What kind of person? Why haven't I heard of his name?"
Yi Jing glanced at Thor sideways, "Yes, at first glance. Even I was very surprised. But in the end, I finally figured out his identity. This evil king is still summoning the soul of Dong Zhuo, the demon prime minister. One of the masters of the Soul Soul Regiment back then, his surname is Gui and his given name is Yidao."
"Ah, Gui Yidao, it turns out to be this old ghost, I understand now. But why did he appear on the hillside to the Happy Horse Ranch?"
After taking Jiao'er, Tolstoy checked her pulse and asked Yi Jingdao.
Yi Jing looked into the wind and glanced in the direction of the Blood Sword Ancestor who used the Phantom Demon to escape. He saw that the road was empty and there were only the shadows of the whirling trees on the mountainside. He and the weeds that kept shaking their bodies suddenly felt something in their hearts and said, "I have a strong premonition that something is likely to happen to the Happy Horse Ranch."
"Yes, but it's still half a day's journey from here to the Horse Racing Ranch. Girl, wake up, wake up."
After Tolstoy injected a force of martial soul, he opened up the opponent's heart. Girl Jiaoer slowly opened her eyebrows and saw two strange men. One of them was the one who had previously said that he wanted to fight with the Blood Sword. The ancestors "insulted each other." Her handsome man said in horror, "What are you going to do?" He tightened his thin shirt and looked at the two of them with great vigilance. They looked as shy as they could be.
Even a maid is so beautiful. No wonder the master of the Brahma Palace is called a peerless beauty.
"Girl, don't get me wrong, we are not bad people." Tolstoy explained, shaking his hands wildly.
I saw two strange men, one was tall and muscular, the other was broad-shouldered. A handsome man with a small waist, Jiao'er was immediately stunned and said in astonishment, "I, then... where is the Blood Sword Ancestor."
Yi Jing showed a playful expression, "So you want to go with him? Then I fought him off in vain. Do you want me to chase her back?"
Jiao'er was startled, "That's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask him if he had gone far. Would he be harmful to me? By the way, why did you two save me?"
Tolstoy rolled his eyes at Yi Jing and said, "Don't waste any more time. Enough of the jokes. We have to get on our way quickly."
Yi Jing showed a smile full of masculine charm, laughed and said, "Miss Jiaoer, what just happened was just a joke to you. Do you know who he is? He is a famous person in Wuhun Continent. A Tolstoy with a surname, status and status."
"Ah, Mr. Tolstoy? I heard your name mentioned by Mr. Tolstoy, Mr. Yi Jing City Master, and Mr. Ba Fengnan from Quicksand Ghost City. In addition to your name, you are the best person in Wuhun Continent. The three chivalrous warriors have excellent martial arts skills. They are generous and generous, and save people from danger. The owner said that if she were a man, she would definitely go to the city to meet you. Then you are..."
The little eyes on her little face were staring at Yi Jing. Yi Jing was a little embarrassed by her look. Tolstoy immediately grabbed his shoulders to prevent him from escaping. He smiled and said to Jiao'er, "Yes, he It’s the Yi Jing you worship, the Lord of Yida City.”
Yi Jing smiled and sucked his fingers, as if the steamed buns just now were delicious enough, but still a little unfinished and not full. Pretending to be angry, he said, "They said it was my brother who came to betray me again. Fortunately, Miss Jiaoer will not harm us."
Jiao'er burst into laughter, "What you guys are saying is really interesting. It turns out that the famous Lord of the City has no airs at all, and you, Mr. Tolstoy. Mr. Pian Pian, I can tell you just by looking at your demeanor. His martial arts fighting skills are quite powerful. By the way, where do you want to go? Why do you appear here?"