A treasure map every day, I dig for treasure and revitalize my family

Han Tianming also saw the figure, but he just smiled faintly and didn't take it seriously.

He smiled at the boy opposite him, slowly stretched out a hand and said:

"Give it to me."

Give him the Yuan Fruit first and then sell it. The price for being a sparring partner is fair.

The black satin boy was angry and realized how unmannerly this powerful opponent was. He didn't look like a strong man at all!

Even if you can't see his face, you can imagine how weird his expression is at this moment.

However, if the head of the Han family knew what he was thinking, he would probably just laugh it off.

Manners? How much can it be worth.

The boy took out a brocade box from his sleeve and threw it to Han Tianming.

Han Tianming opened it to check the goods. The fragrance was fragrant. It was indeed the human Yuan Fruit!

Then he nodded with satisfaction. Five hundred years of life were in hand.

"You make a move!"

The boy with a black belt couldn't help but look serious.

Even if it was just such an opportunity to verify his own strength, even if this opportunity was exchanged for an extremely precious human Yuan fruit.

He couldn't help but feel anxious at this moment, and his hand holding the long sword was trembling slightly.

He knew very well how powerful the person in front of him was.

If he never stepped into the sword path in this life, he would only think that he was invincible.

But once he stepped into the sword path, the figure standing in the void in front of him suddenly became as majestic as a mountain!

Just borrow his sword, he can send the sword intent to every opponent at will!

Sword heart is clear?

Maybe it's far more than that!

Mo Qifeng took a deep breath, the black ribbon fluttered in the wind, and his body and mind seemed to be immersed in this sword!

Han Tianming waited quietly, only to feel that the person in front of him seemed a little familiar.

He suddenly remembered that there was a sword-wielding boy between the ninety-nine peaks on the Chaoyang list. Even after witnessing his strength, he still held the sword and did not retreat!

The two figures overlapped faintly, and Han Tianming actually saw the figure of an old friend from the black satin boy!

"Is there really such a similar person in the world?"

He murmured to himself. At this time, the young man's sword finally gathered strength!

At this moment, the wind around was quiet and no longer noisy.

The sounds of several battles around seemed to have stopped!

The cold light of the sword seemed to be able to break through the green sky!

Everything seemed to be dim in the sky and on the ground, only the sword light was bright!

The sword light flashed and arrived in an instant!

"Buzz!"

Behind Han Tianming's head, the bright divine ring shed light, setting off him like a true sword immortal!

He slowly stretched out a hand, just like catching the wind, and grabbed it in the void.

It was like casting a net to catch fish, and caught the sword light.

The world seemed to have returned to its previous color, leaving only Mo Qifeng panting, and the sweat had wet the clothes on his back.

He looked a little lonely. For the first time, he lost his confidence in the sword.

A breeze blew by, and Han Tianming appeared beside him.

"Don't be disappointed. Your sword is already very good."

Mo Qifeng raised his head slowly. He was not really blind. He wore a black belt just to immerse himself in the sword in his hand.

Besides, speaking of his current realm, he still had spiritual awareness even without eyes.

"The main thing is that you shouldn't draw your sword against me."

His head lowered again.

Is this human language?

Han Tianming patted his shoulder. For the sake of the Renyuan Fruit and the rare appearance of an old friend, he decided to give him a reminder.

"Drawing a sword against me is different from drawing a sword against others."

"If you don't believe me, look."

Mo Qifeng was at a loss, and saw Han Tianming gently let go of a certain battlefield.

The sword light that gathered all the power of Mo Qifeng was released by him again.

Somewhere on the battlefield, a flash of light flashed!

The huge Dharma image of the Yin Gui who was fighting with Chen Zhongshu was split into two in an instant!

His embarrassed body fell out of it, looking at everything around him blankly!

He was obviously caught off guard by this sudden change!

He didn't even notice the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The Dharma image was broken, which was a big loss for him.

A green light flashed, and a measuring ruler directly shattered his heavenly spirit!

A purple light escaped from the Niwan Palace. It was the soul of the Yin Gui. His body was completely destroyed.

The soul wanted to escape.

Han Tianming immediately grabbed the wind again, and a sword light that was exactly the same as before was thrown out by him, shattering the soul into thousands of spiritual lights!

"Hey, don't say it, your move is really expensive."

Han Tianming pouted, and he had something else to say, for fear of hitting the other party.

With the profound spiritual energy in his body, this sword light can actually consume one tenth of it.

But the effect is not satisfactory.

It is better to use the divine pear to shoot an arrow directly, which is somewhat flashy.

When fighting with others, it is best to use every ray of spiritual energy in the most important place.

Mo Qifeng was completely stunned at this moment, and he could hardly believe what he saw.

What did he see?

Did he see a person casually grab his most powerful sword in his hand?

And then he chatted with him for a few words and threw it out casually?

Or did the other party casually use the sword that he was proud of again?

He felt that all the sword moves in the world seemed to have no secrets in the eyes of this person!

Perhaps, he really shouldn't draw his sword against him.

Because in the eyes of the other party, the sword is in anyone's hand, and it is no different from his own!

"Thank you for your advice!"

The fourteenth Mr. Tongwu Mountain put down his pride at this moment and saluted Han Tianming sincerely.

Then he was ready to lead his servants to withdraw from the competition.

With the resources of Tongwu Mountain, it would only be a matter of time for him to become a Taoist.

The reason for competing for the Tao fruit is nothing more than wanting to save some time.

But now, after seeing a person like Han Tianming with his own eyes, he already felt that this trip was very rewarding.

Besides, even if he stayed, he couldn't get it.

Just as he was about to lead everyone to leave, the Daqing Mountain not far away suddenly erupted with a terrifying wave of earth-shaking waves!

"Is this... the power of the Taoist?"

"Who is it?"

All the battles suddenly stopped at this moment, and everyone's eyes were attracted!

On the Daqing Mountain, the strange green light had filled the entire sky!

The originally colorful and magical treasure tree had become unrecognizable at this moment!

It grew to a height of thousands of feet out of thin air, and the treetops were even more prosperous than the Daqing Mountain below!

One by one, tentacle-like vines stretched out from the tree, swinging ostentatiously above the sky!

On a certain vine, a human skin was hanging as if pierced by a spear, dancing with it.

A golden needle that still emitted some divine light was still inserted on the tentacle not far away!

There was a human face on the thick tree trunk, extremely old, with ravines everywhere!

The big mouth slowly opened and closed, spitting out an extremely old voice.

"Today...you...all have to die..."

"It's you!"

"Lingqu!"