The word "kill" was filled with murderous intent, filled with boundless power. A gust of cold wind swept over, rushing towards Tang Zheng. … …
Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes, looking at the War Spirit in astonishment. He saw the War Spirit raise the large blade with both hands, chopping down at Tang Zheng's head.
"Hehe, little brat, how was it? I was right, evil spirits like to kill. "Tian Chanzi said proudly.
Tang Zheng leaned to the side to avoid the blade. The heavy blade struck the ground, creating a large crack.
"Tian Chanzi, don't be sarcastic. Hurry up and tell me, how do I absorb the War Spirit into the black sword?" Tian Chanzi did not want to be enemies with the War Spirit, so he quickly moved to avoid the attack.
"You have to press down on his head, then use a secret technique to control his mind. Only then can you absorb him into the black sword." Tian Chanzi said.
"My head?" Tang Zheng looked at the three meter tall War Spirit and shrunk his neck, dodging the blade that swept towards him.
Climbing onto his head was not an easy task. After all, the threat of the War Spirit's large blade was not small.
"Okay, you tell me the secret technique first."
Tian Chanzi immediately imparted the technique to Tang Zheng. Tang Zheng felt it, then he tiptoed and soared into the sky. The War Spirit's blade slashed down, wanting to split Tang Zheng in two.
Clang!
The blade and sword clashed, and Tang Zheng fell heavily to the ground.
"I don't believe that I can't go up." Tang Zheng clenched his teeth and once again rushed up. This time, the War Spirit's blade was merciless.
Tang Zheng did not use the black sword to block, but instead used the tip of his foot to tap on the heavy broadsword. Borrowing the rebounding force of the broadsword, he leapt into the air and dangerously jumped onto Zhan Hun's shoulder. His large hand immediately pressed down on Zhan Hun's head as he used the secret technique.
The War Soul raised its blade and chopped down on Tang Zheng's head, as if it wasn't afraid of being cut in half. That indomitable aura seemed to want to cut Tang Zheng in half.
However, Tang Zheng acted as if he didn't see it. The chilly wind blew in his face, but he remained calm and collected, concentrating on executing the secret technique.
Suddenly, the large blade stopped, and the ferocious light in the war spirit's eyes gradually dissipated.
"Collect!"
Tang Zheng let out a low shout. The black sword glowed brightly under the bright moonlight.
Whoosh!
The War Soul's huge body twisted, and in an instant, it turned into a cloud of black gas and flew into the black sword. With a clang, the War Soul's large blade fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Without the support of the Battle Soul, the blade had finally completed its historical mission.
Tang Zheng landed firmly on the ground and let out a sigh of relief. He patted Black Sword and said, "Battle Soul, from now on you will be by my side. We will fight side by side."
Weng!
Black Sword trembled, not knowing if it was Black Sword or the War Soul responding to him.
"Black Sword, from now on you and the War Soul will become one. I will bestow upon you a name. From now on, you are the War Soul, and the War Soul is you."
The sword's cry soared into the sky. From this moment on, Black Sword had a new name — — War Soul!
Black Sword seemed to have sensed something, and with a flash of black light, Tang Zheng saw two words near the sword's hilt: War Soul!
Tang Zheng smiled in satisfaction, and raised his head to look at the wasteland. In the future, without these evil spirits, maybe after a while, this piece of land would be used to build high-rise buildings.
He could be considered to have removed a huge threat for Ordinary Balance.
His gaze subconsciously looked towards the road, and under the moonlight, he could faintly see a few corpses crawling on the ground. He shook his head without pity. When he heard the series of screams, he didn't make a move because Scarface and his gang wanted to kill him, and he wasn't so kind as to save them.
After all, he was someone who abhorred evil.
Clap clap clap!
Suddenly, a series of applause sounded, and it was especially clear and piercing in the silent night.
Tang Zheng's relaxed nerves suddenly tensed up, and he looked towards the direction of the sound with vigilance. He saw a person standing under the moonlight, and he didn't know how long he had been hiding there. Tang Zheng was so focused on fighting that he didn't notice him at all.
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
The applause disappeared, and an old voice sounded. This voice was like a low whisper, but it reached Tang Zheng's ears without missing a word.
Tang Zheng held the War Soul tightly, and raised his guard. He had used up a lot of energy in the battle just now, and if the other party was an enemy, then he would be in trouble.
"Who are you?"
The other party didn't answer, but walked directly towards Tang Zheng. His steps were small, but the distance of tens of meters was covered in an instant.
Tang Zheng's pupils shrank, and he became more vigilant.
"Kid, this is the Shrinking Earth Technique, this person is not simple." Tian Chanzi reminded.
"Shrinking Earth Technique, why haven't I heard you mention it before?" Tang Zheng asked suspiciously.
"There are so many techniques in this world, how can I tell you all of them? In short, remember, I feel that this person is not a good person, so if there is a situation, run for your life. You are not his opponent. "Tian Chanzi had never been so vigilant, and this showed that the situation was really not optimistic.
"It's been a long time since I've seen such a big battle, it's really an eye-opener." The person stood three meters away from Tang Zheng, and stared at him closely.
Tang Zheng was finally able to clearly see the other party's appearance. It was an old man dressed in black, as if he was one with the night. He had a white beard and a pair of eyes that were like those of an eagle, bright and sharp, with a kind of soul-stirring magic.
"I've been looking for people like me, and I didn't expect that this Ordinary Balance trip would finally come true." The other party continued to say.
"Same kind of people?" Tang Zheng frowned, and his heart moved, "Are you a cultivator?"
"Of course!" The old man raised his neck, and seemed somewhat arrogant.
This was the second cultivator that Tang Zheng had encountered, and it was not a good thing for cultivators to appear in his world one after another, because he was still too weak.
"Then I don't know what you want?" Tang Zheng asked.
"Previously, I found that the Qi between heaven and earth was chaotic, and the Yin Qi was rich, so I came to take a look, I didn't expect to see you, this is really the will of heaven."
Tang Zheng suddenly realized that the battle here had disturbed the Qi between heaven and earth, and attracted the other party.
Of course, ordinary people would not be aware of the changes in the Qi between heaven and earth, but cultivators absorbed the Qi of heaven and earth into their body and transformed it into True Qi, so they were particularly sensitive to the changes in the Qi between heaven and earth.
"I came to Ordinary Balance to look for you, and I accidentally saw you, you say, is this not the will of heaven?"
The old man said with a faint smile on his face, but this smile did not give people a warm feeling, and instead gave people a cold feeling.
"Looking for me?" Tang Zheng was shocked, and his heart had an ominous premonition, "Who are you?"
"The sword in your hand is my disciple's, and you say who I am?" The old man's pupils shrank, and he stared at the black sword soul, but his smile did not diminish, and he coldly asked.
"You are that black clothed man's master?" Tang Zheng's ominous premonition was finally confirmed.
"Hei hei, it seems that you have not forgotten my disciple, and I am his master, Daoist Tianji. Seeing your performance tonight, it is normal for him to die in your hands, but as his master, of course I will take revenge for him." The old man said slowly.
"Daoist Tianji, tsk, this person really dares to use this name. Truly, the ignorant are fearless, with such little strength he dares to call himself Daoist Tianji." Tian Chanzi snorted.
Tang Zheng did not pay attention to Tian Chanzi's ridicule, and instead raised his spirits and asked: "Then what do you want?"
"You killed my disciple, so of course I will kill you, but it is really a pity, it is so hard to find someone of the same kind, and I have to kill you like this, the future days will be very boring." Daoist Tianji sighed.
"You have never seen other cultivators?"
Daoist Tianji regretfully shook his head: "Now is the world of martial artists, and cultivators are withered, as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Wanting to find a cultivator is easier said than done. I once suspected that there were no more cultivators. I once found one, but he was killed by me, and you are the second one. "
Tang Zheng did not think that he was more precious than a giant panda, and the old man only found two cultivators after dozens of years, so perhaps there really were no more cultivators in this world.
"Bullshit, how could there be no more cultivators? The strength of cultivators is beyond your imagination, how could they disappear so easily? Even if it was in the competition between martial artists and cultivators back then, it would be impossible to eliminate all of the cultivators, absolutely impossible. "The Heaven Monk had already retorted angrily.
Tang Zheng's heart moved: "After thousands of years, the sea has turned into mulberry fields, and anything is possible. “
"Absolutely impossible, don't listen to his nonsense. He is just a small cultivator at the first grade of the Foundation Establishment Stage, yet he dares to say that there are no more cultivators in this world. How preposterous, he is simply a frog at the bottom of a well." Heaven Monk continued to criticize.
Tang Zheng decided to temporarily throw this question to the back of his mind, and think about it later. Right now, he had to deal with this First Grade Foundation Establishment Daoist Tianji.
Tang Zheng was a Sixth Grade Refining Qi, and there was a difference of four grades between him and the opponent. This was not a small gap, and he had just experienced a great battle, while the opponent was waiting for him to tire himself out, so there was no way to fight this battle.
Daoist Tianji saw that Tang Zheng did not say a word, so he continued to talk: "So I am very curious how you became a cultivator? Since we are the same kind of people, why not share this secret? After all, other people do not understand our world, otherwise after I kill you, no one will know this secret, and it will not be passed down, wouldn't that be a pity? "
After saying a thousand words, Daoist Tianji still wanted to pry into Tang Zheng's secret. Since there were so few cultivators in this world, and he finally met one, he would spare no effort to pry into the other's secret.
Because of this, he was not in a rush to make a move, as he had already seen that Tang Zheng was a Sixth Grade Refining Qi, and he was confident that he could easily defeat him.
"No comment!" Tang Zheng coldly refused.
"Haha, young and impetuous, you are quite similar to my disciple, but I do not like this kind of temper, because what I want to know, what I want to do, no one can stop me. That year, that cultivator wanted to stop me, and was killed by me."
Daoist Tianji's tone gradually turned cold, and the smile on his face also disappeared.
"Originally, I wanted to let you live for a bit longer, so that we could chat a bit more. You should know that people like us are very lonely, but it seems that you do not have this honor. Once I take you down, I will naturally have a way to find out everything about you."
As his voice fell, killing intent filled the sky!
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