Chapter 167

Seeing that both of them were so plain, Zhao Hu stopped talking and looked at the top of his head.

There, a golden mirror slowly rotated. The mirror was facing him and shed a golden light. The golden film on all sides came from it.

"What a kingdom of Jiang, even this magic weapon has been taken out. Ha ha, Emperor Jiang really trusts you."

With a sneer, he stopped talking and took out a small sword from his storage bag.

This little sword is very strange. The blades on both sides are very blunt, as if they did not open. On the sword body, there are many strange lines crisscross.

Zhao Hu held a sword in one hand and showed a dignified color in his eyes.

"I'll see if your magic weapon can withstand this broken soul sword."

When he threw the sword into the air, his hands immediately pinched a strange Dharma seal. A ray of red light rose slowly above his fingertips and connected the end of the sword.

With the injection of the red light, the little sword seemed to have consciousness and flew in the air. The lines on the sword body also gradually lit up and became more and more bright.

Zhao Hu showed a happy look in his eyes, immediately bit the tip of his tongue and ejected several wisps of blood essence.

As soon as the blood essence appeared, it was automatically integrated into the red light, extended on it and injected into the little sword. In a moment, a little scarlet color appeared at the tip of the little sword, which was very powerful, and there was a faint cry from it.

"This is a Yin weapon! Zhao Hu, do you dare to risk the universal condemnation! Are you not afraid of being killed?"

Old Zhuang lost his voice and shouted out. His face changed greatly. Even old Li raised his head, and his spiritual power fluctuated constantly.

Zhao Hu smiled, shook his head and said, "Oh, I didn't expect that although you two are old, you have so little knowledge. It's just a spiritual magic weapon that needs to be stimulated by blood essence. Unexpectedly, you said it was a Yin weapon."

Old Zhuang frowned, stared at the little sword and didn't speak again.

"You'd better pray that when I get out, you two will die without a burial place."

Zhao Hu showed a ferocious smile and used the sword. He had to spend some of his blood essence every time, which had a great impact. He was reluctant to use it when he had to.

The lines on the little sword became more and more dazzling, and finally covered the whole sword body, and the sound of crying and Howling gradually disappeared into it and became deeper and deeper.

"Go!"

Zhao Hu suddenly gave a sharp drink, and the little sword suddenly stopped. After a spin in place, it stabbed straight at the top mirror.

It seems that he felt the threat of the sword. The golden light on the mirror suddenly burst out, and the stabbing man couldn't open his eyes.

The speed of the little sword slowed down immediately. When illuminated by the golden light, it was like being in a quagmire. It was difficult to move forward for a long time, and the sword body trembled slightly.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Zhao Hu's forehead, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "break it for me!"

He roared, and the little sword moved forward again, but it was always difficult to get close to the mirror.

In order to obstruct his attack, old Zhuang was also struggling at this time. Although the Mirror magic weapon was so strong, he also had high requirements for monks. It was very difficult to control it with his cultivation.

"Li Daoyou, please give me a hand. Don't let him really hurt the mirror."

He said in a deep voice, his eyes still fixed on the little sword.

Old Li hehe smiled: "don't worry, Taoist Zhuang. I know."

With that, he picked up his crutch and looked at old Zhuang Yingying a little.

"What are you doing!"

Old Zhuang was shocked and shouted angrily. He was about to move, but old Li was faster. A little black light flashed on the crutch and shot out.

"Poof!"

With a light sound, a blood hole the size of a thumb suddenly appeared in old Zhuang's chest, and a trace of black gas came out.

The sudden injury immediately made his mind shake, and the aura in his body was difficult to operate.

The golden light on the Dharma mirror suddenly dimmed. The little sword first gave a meal, then the speed soared and stabbed directly onto the mirror. The red light on the sword tip immediately spread out. The golden mirror began to be covered with a layer of scarlet light.

The power of the golden light was suddenly much smaller, and Zhuang Lao, who was only a little pale, suddenly became distorted. He fell down, curled up and howled in pain.

With a smile, old Li immediately put down his crutch, pinched his hands and controlled the Dharma Realm. The dazzling golden light once again bloomed on the mirror and suppressed the little sword again.

"Old Zhuang, old Zhuang, your majesty really trusts you and gives you all the mirrors under your control. However, you don't know whether you understand the truth of embracing his sin."

After taking the mirror into control, he patted the bag at his waist, and a colorful little snake suddenly meandered out.

"What do you want to..."

Old Zhuang's eyes were wide open, filled with blood, and his forehead was full of green veins, which looked very painful.

The colorful snake swam slowly and stopped in front of his face. The snake Xinzi kept huffing and puffing.

"No... no... ah!"

A terrible howl came out, and the colorful snake suddenly bit down on his neck. Because of the spiritual disorder, he couldn't call out the spiritual resistance at this time, but his face gradually turned purple after a few breaths.

"Hey, hey, thanks to Zhao Daoyou's little sword. It's really a spiritual weapon. You'd better take it back quickly."

Li Laojie smiled.

Zhao Hu frowned. After hesitating, he immediately took back the little sword and asked in a deep voice, "what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Isn't that obvious enough?"

Old Li shook his head and took the snake back. Then he continued, "Zhao Daoyou, old man wants to make a deal with you."

"You say." Zhao Hu narrowed his eyes slightly and his thoughts turned rapidly.

"Before that, I'd better tell you one thing first. The reason why emperor Jiang sent us to contain you is that he found another monk in the third realm, and his strength is good. If there is no accident, the state of Jiang should have gained a great advantage at this time."

"What!"

Zhao Hu was surprised and his eyes kept turning, thinking about the authenticity of his words.

"If I guessed correctly, your people should be looking for you everywhere at this time. That's why we specially led you here. In a few more hours, Qi Fengguo will be defeated."

Old Li said leisurely, with a plain face and even a little smile.

Zhao Hu frowned tightly. After hesitating for a while, he had to bite his teeth and said, "all right, tell me, what do you want to do with me?"