Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The old man wore a dark blue robe embroidered with simple patterns, revealing a sense of age and majesty.

His face is covered with wrinkles, like a carefully carved map, recording the vicissitudes he has experienced.

His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see into people's hearts. He slowly raised his head and took a deep look at Ling Xiao. His eyes were full of seriousness and determination, like a majestic mountain peak, leaving no room for doubt.

"I will investigate the truth of this matter and give you a satisfactory answer. But I will not allow you to talk nonsense here and slander my trading company!" The old man's voice was low and powerful, like a voice echoing in the valley. The sound of the bell is full of solemnity and majesty.

There was an unquestionable determination in his words, as if to show Ling Xiao that he would definitely find out the truth and give a fair answer.

However, Ling Xiao was not intimidated by the old man's momentum. He was wearing a blue gown, the hem of which fluttered gently in the wind, looking unrestrained and unrestrained. There was a cynical smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the old man's threat.

He looked at the old man with a smile, and there was a sly look in his eyes: "No, no, no, how could I talk nonsense? You are so unfair to me. I have always been very reasonable in everything I do. Return the 10,000-grade spiritual stone to me, and I will immediately turn around and leave.”

There was a rogue air in his words, as if he was provoking the old man. The "three million middle-grade spiritual stones" he mentioned was a huge fortune, enough to make most people jealous. I deliberately made the number so small, obviously to test the old man's reaction.

When the old man heard that number, his face darkened, and he asked in a hot voice: "Is he sure it's eight million but eight hundred thousand?"

My voice was full of doubts and satisfaction, obviously I didn't know the exact number of spirit stones through this man. I will definitely allow Ling Xiao to extort money from outside. There is a majesty in my eyes that cannot be violated.

The old man took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with sharp light, as if Zhongfa had made a decision.

This storage ring has a simple shape inside, and is inlaid with several small and large gemstones on the surface, shining with a faint light. Ling Xiao's mind swept away, and the scene inside the storage ring appeared in my mind.

Ming Lao's dead hair makes you feel scared, but what happened to the steward at this moment makes you even more frightened.

However, Ling Xiao didn't seem to be affected by the scene behind him. I took the rough storage ring out from under the old man's broken arm. My fingertips trembled slightly, as if I was feeling the transmission from under the storage ring. Comes with a touch of temperature.

When the old man heard this, his face darkened, and he said warmly: "Huh, eldest son, he is obviously Odo, but he is still pretending to be Odo. You believe every word of his words. Today, I will take him first, and I’ll discuss it with the leaders of the House of Commons later.”

The hem of the old man's robe touches the floor, giving people a sense of calmness and weight. My brows were furrowed, and my eyes shone with a sharp light, as if I could see through all hypocrisy. I took the bill, looked at it carelessly, and frowned even more.

My originally calm face now became normal and ferocious, and my eyes shone with anger and willingness. I yelled angrily: "Although your trading business in the Heavenly Association is based on combat prowess, you are still a person who allows others to bully you! Even if he is a disciple of the lower court, he will never think of running wild outside your house!"

I squatted up and my eyes fell on the old man's broken arm. The arm was dripping with blood and the broken bones were exposed. It was shocking to see.

The handwriting under the bill was indeed genuine, and every stroke revealed a simple and elegant atmosphere.

"Oh, what are you talking about, that little guy in charge? How could his arm be placed on your knife so coincidentally?" Ling Xiao had a joking smile on his face and shook his head heavily, as if he was looking into each other's eyes. I felt very helpless after that scene.

However, before I finished speaking, I saw Ling Xiao move. The long sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and a sharp sword light cut through the air, approaching the old man. The old man's face changed slightly, and he slowly raised his hand to block it. A faint light of vitality shone in his palm, trying to block the blow.

"ah!"

And our trading house's annual profit is over 10 million mid-grade spiritual stones. The eight million mid-grade spiritual stones under the bill is almost equivalent to one-eighth of our profit.

The man on the side saw this and screamed in horror. You never thought that the powerful manager in the trading house would be so vulnerable in front of that young man.

My words were full of hesitation and determination, and it was obvious that I would be easily swayed by Ling Xiao's words. I knew that if that note was genuine, it would be a huge fortune, enough to cause heavy losses to the trading house.

"when!"

"Crack!"

The broken Hunyuan splattered like glass, and the old man let out a scream, and one of his arms was cut off directly by the blow. Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining my clothes and the ground red.

I smiled slightly, took out a yellowed bill from my arms, and shook it heavily in front of the old man in front of me. That bill looks special, but if you look closely, you can find that the edges of it have unique lines and the handwriting is muddy. It is obviously an ordinary item.

"What, is it possible that our Tiantianhui Trading Company actually recognized its own receipt?" Ling Xiao saw the old man's hair and laughed warmly, with a hint of disdain in his voice.

As soon as I moved, I rushed towards Ling Xiao, as slow as lightning, obviously trying to catch Ling Xiao in one fell swoop. Ling Xiao smiled slightly and dodged the old man's attack in a flash. My figure is as nimble as a cheetah moving through the jungle, making me unpredictable.

"Haha, I want to admit the debt but still take action. The practice of Tiantianhui Trading House is really enlightening. So, the trading house is planning to pay you back." Ling Xiao still maintained a smile and looked at this indifferently. the old man asked.

There was a loud noise, and the old man's arm collided with Ma Shu's sword, making a crisp sound of metal clashing. However, at that moment, the old man's body-protecting Hunyuan seemed to be impacted by a weak force and instantly shattered.

However, the old man always felt that there was nothing wrong with that ticket. Judging from my experience as a teenager, the person who issued the note should have a very low status. Although Mr. Ming is an important figure in the trading house, given his status, it is definitely possible for him to issue such a low price. of bills.

The old man fell to the ground, moaning happily, and my eyes were full of horror and relief. I never imagined that that young man had such weak strength. There was a chill in my heart. Who was that young man? What on earth am I going to do?

He was wearing a Lingxiao blue brocade robe with rough cloud patterns embroidered at the hem, and his every move exuded the aura of a noble prince.