Chapter 1294: Sword Killing Ghost Mark

"This old guy has actually fallen to the point of selling things on the street. He is really getting worse and worse." Nie Tian looked at Tian Gong and smiled in his heart.

Of course, he knew that Tian Gong appeared here for another purpose, but he still teased him in his heart.

Nie Tian's sword Jue Tian Zhan was too low, only level seven, and could no longer withstand the impact of his sword intent.

At this time, as long as he used all his strength, the sword Jue Tian Zhan would definitely break.

Warriors who have reached the peak of their strength generally use level nine imperial weapons, not because the level nine imperial weapons are powerful, but because the level nine imperial weapons can withstand stronger impacts.

Nie Tian has already selected the sword blank and was about to find a time to visit the weapon refiner guild to find Tian Gong. Unexpectedly, he met him here.

Now, it seems that Tian Gong is in some trouble.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on Leng Yifeng, the second master of the Leng family, and Tian Gong, with fiery eyes, waiting to see a good show.

"Second Master Leng, what you bought from me is indeed meteorite iron, but what you have in your hand now is a piece of scrap iron." Tiangong looked at Leng Yifeng and said calmly.

"Old thing!" Leng Yifeng's eyes darkened and he roared: "What do you mean by this? Could it be that I, a member of the Leng family, would covet a piece of your meteorite iron?"

After Leng Yifeng finished speaking, his aura rose up, and the people around him couldn't help but retreat one after another.

"What a terrifying aura!" The crowd's hearts sank and their eyes trembled slightly.

Leng Yifeng is the second master of the Leng family, one of the four major families in Tianya Biancheng. He is known as the second strongest person in the Leng family. His strength is second only to the head of the family, Leng Yiqiu, and he has reached the eighth level of the Heavenly Emperor!

If Leng Yifeng lied for a piece of meteorite iron, it is indeed a bit far-fetched.

Meteorite iron is just a seventh-level spiritual material, which is not worth much. I don't know if someone with Leng Yifeng's status would lie.

"Leng Er, what you want is not the meteorite iron, but the things on this ground of mine." Tian Gong smiled calmly.

He is an old monster who has lived for eight or nine hundred years. He has seen countless people in his life. He knows all kinds of people. When Leng Yifeng lifts his butt, he knows whether the shit he pulls out is round or flat.

Of course, Leng Yifeng can't stand a piece of meteorite iron, but the other things on Tian Gong's stall are priceless, enough to make Leng Yifeng tempted.

"Hmm?" Leng Yifeng's eyes trembled violently, and a cold and murderous light flashed across his eyes.

Obviously, Tian Gong guessed his thoughts!

What he wants is not the meteorite iron, but everything on the ground.

This is the Leng family market. If Tian Gong passes off inferior goods as good ones, he, as a member of the Leng family, should confiscate all the latter's things.

"I was right. Do you want to kill someone?" Tian Gong smiled without any tension.

He was studying the art of refining weapons, but not focusing on martial arts, so his strength at this time was just reaching the first level of the Heavenly Emperor.

With Tiangong's strength, it was impossible for him to fight Leng Yifeng.

Nie Tian stood there and watched, but he was not in a hurry.

When a person of Tiangong's status goes out, how could there be no strong people protecting him.

As long as Leng Yifeng dares to move, the end will be absolutely terrible.

"Old thing, you are looking for death!" Leng Yifeng's face suddenly sank, and then he roared, releasing the murderous intent in his body, turning into rolling pressure, covering Tiangong.

With his strength, he didn't need to take action at all, as long as he used his momentum to suppress him, he could directly kill Tiangong.

Facing Leng Yifeng's pressure, Tiangong had a faint smile on his lips, and his face was indifferent.

"The second master of the Leng family is going to kill someone!" The crowd couldn't help but screamed when they saw this scene.

"Die!" Leng Yifeng smiled coldly, revealing his murderous intent.

Since his purpose was exposed by Tiangong, of course he would not show mercy.

"Idiot." Tiangong shook his head slightly, looking at Leng Yifeng as if he were a fool.

"Swish!" At this moment, the void trembled slightly, and two strange black rays broke through the air, and Leng Yifeng's figure flew backwards and hit the crowd behind him.

The crowd was stunned, their expressions became stupid, and they had no idea what was going on.

It was obviously Leng Yifeng who killed people, how could he fly backwards?

At this time, Leng Yifeng stood up, his whole body was covered in blood, and his two arms were broken!

"Who is it?" Leng Yifeng's eyes were red and bloodshot, and his face was hideous and terrifying. He was not too stupid. He knew that there were strong men lurking around, so he immediately became furious and shouted wildly.

"Get out!" He was responded by an extremely low voice, which was cold and murderous, giving people a chill as if falling into an ice cellar.

Leng Yifeng's expression froze, and he was stunned on the spot, and he didn't react for a long time.

The chill was so terrible that it made him fall into despair in an instant.

The people around him also felt the terrible chill, and their faces were dull, not knowing where the chill came from.

"Hmm?" Nie Tian's eyes condensed slightly, and the holographic divine pattern covered the past, and he saw a black shadow looming in the void, which was very strange.

"It's you!" The next moment, Nie Tian immediately knew the other party's identity, and his eyes couldn't help but tremble suddenly, looking extremely shocked, and four words appeared in his mind: North Sea Sword Slayer!

Nie Tian felt familiar with the two black rays just now. When he saw the figure of that person, he confirmed his identity: Beihai Sword Master, Guihen!

Guihen, like Mo Qianjun Jiuqiansheng and others, is one of the top sword masters in the heavenly realm.

Nie Tian didn't deal with Guihen much in his previous life. This person rarely speaks and is extremely difficult to deal with.

Nie Tian never thought that the person who secretly protected Tiangong would be Guihen.

No wonder Tiangong is fearless. With a strong man like Guihen, he can be safe even if he is provoked by someone of the level of Jiudi.

"When did old man Tiangong get involved with Guihen?" Nie Tian was puzzled, and his face trembled slightly.

It is definitely not a coincidence that Tiangong and Guihen appear here at the same time. The two must be here for something.

"That person told you to get out, why are you still standing here? Do you really want to die?" Tiangong looked at Leng Yifeng who was still in a state of dementia and smiled.

Leng Yifeng finally reacted, his face trembled, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't say anything, and he turned and left immediately.

"The show is over, let's go." Tiangong laughed and said to the onlookers.

"All of you get out!" A low roar sounded in the void, and everyone's face trembled. They didn't dare to stay for a moment and left immediately.

The crowd dispersed, but a figure stood there without moving, but looked at Tiangong with a smile on his face.

"Nie Tian, ​​you are not dead." Then, the void shook slightly, and a black figure appeared, but his face was hidden in the black robe, like an invincible abyss, and one look at it would be deeply trapped in it.

"Guihen, it's you." Nie Tian smiled lightly. It was not surprising that Guihen could recognize him directly.

"Nie Tian!" Tiangong's expression couldn't help but tremble, and he was very surprised. He smiled and said: "I didn't expect that you were really reborn!"

Tiangong had heard some rumors before, and he also verified it with Guihen, confirming that Nie Tian was not dead.

But now that he saw Nie Tian with his own eyes, he was still shocked!