The four saint-level powerhouses, including two great saint-level powerhouses and two full-sage-level powerhouses, arranged a killing array to invite you to enter the urn when the Duanfeng Mountain Retreat Holy Land was opened, in order to surround and kill Ye Wusheng.
Unexpectedly, Ye Wusheng was able to carry it through forcefully. With the joint efforts of these four saint-level experts, he never fell. His fighting spirit and belief still permeated this world!
Outside Duanfeng Mountain, to the north.
When the old man in black scarf and other four saint-level experts were evacuating, Xuanyuan Taiyue, who was intercepting Master Kuzhu, also felt something. He was unwilling to do so, but he could only say: "Master Kuzhu is really profound in Buddhism. In the future, all
If you have the opportunity, discuss Dharma and Zen with Master Kuzhu again!"
As he spoke, Xuanyuan Taiyue's fist movement contained the boundless power of the Great Sage, forcing Master Kuzhu to retreat, and then he quickly evacuated in a flash.
Master Kuzhu did not pursue him. In fact, he had already been wounded, and his blue monk clothes were stained with large amounts of blood.
Master Kuzhu is at the pinnacle of the Full Saint Realm. He can only be said to be at the martial arts level of a half-step Great Saint. There is still a certain gap between him and the real Great Saint Realm like Xuanyuan Taiyue, so he is not a match for Xuanyuan Taiyue.
"Amitabha!"
Master Kuzhu recited aloud, with a hint of joy on his face.
He knew in his heart that his junior uncle had withstood the murderous disaster this time.
Broken Peak Mountain, the battlefield of the short peak in the south.
An old man with pale temples appeared. He looked dim-eyed, and his wrinkled face showed a waxy yellow color. His old hands were holding a simple compass, and he appeared here.
Then his eyes looked towards where Old Man Ye was standing.
Almost at the same moment, another figure appeared. This was also an old man in his seventies or eighties. His eyebrows were white, and his eyes were open and closed, but there was an aura that was not angry but powerful. He exuded a
A majestic holy power as boundless as the ocean, this is the most powerful holy power at the level of the Great Saint!
When Old Man Ye saw these two people appearing, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Old Man Ji, Old Man Bai, you two old guys are here too."
The two old men who appeared were both well-known in the ancient martial arts world. The old man with pale temples holding the compass was Ji Dao Dao, the previous head of the Ji family, who was also the grandfather of Ji Zhitian.
As for the old man who exudes the power of the Great Saint Realm, he has a greater background. He is Bai Hetu, the old man of the Bai family, who is also Bai Xianer's grandfather.
In the ancient martial arts world, although the Bai family rarely participates in the struggle for power and has always been indifferent to fame and fortune, no one dares to underestimate the Bai family. The big reason is the powerful deterrent power of Baihe Tu.
The existence of a great saint is the strongest and most direct deterrent.
After hearing the words, Bai Hetu said with a smile like a pair of white eyebrows: "Old man Ye, you are so majestic. You can stand up to the four great saints by yourself. These years are making people grow old. I haven't seen you in these decades. Let's see.
Old man Ye, how do you look so slovenly? You have nothing to do with the handsome and handsome image you had back then."
To put it bluntly, Old Man Ye's current image is that of a sloppy old man. He is also missing two front teeth, which makes him look even more wretched.
Looking back at Bai Hetu, even though he is no longer young, he still has a handsome demeanor. With a clear eye, you can tell that people like Bai Hetu are experts.
After hearing this, Old Man Ye became unhappy and said in a arrogant tone: "Old Man Bai, when have I ever been timid? No matter when I was young or now, I will never show any dignity when I should be majestic. Now that I am old, then So what? Believe it or not, let's go to the ancient martial arts world and see if the beauties of our generation winked at you or followed me to the death?"
Bai Hetu quickly waved his hand and said: "I'm already 70 or 80 years old. If you don't think it's embarrassing, I can't even pull off my old face."
Ji Wenwen laughed and said: "If this is really the case, I agree. At that time, the grandmothers and grandmothers in the eyes of the younger generation will rush out with great momentum, followed by many great-grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Yes, that formation must be spectacular."
"Old Man Ji, I don't have the face of Old Man Ye, so let's forget about it." Bai Hetu smiled, walked up to Old Man Ye, and said, "Old Man Ye, are you okay?"
Old Man Ye snorted and said, "You think I'm in trouble?"
As he said that, Old Man Ye took out the jug and shook it. There was no more wine. He looked at Bai Hetu and asked, "Old Man Bai, do you have any wine?"
"I know you like this, so I brought you a jug of wine." Bai Hetu smiled and took out a jug.
"Is this the Bai family's snow wine?" Old Man Ye's cloudy old eyes immediately lit up.
"And it's snow wine that has been stored for more than fifty years." Bai Hetu said with a smile.
"The one who knows me is Old Man Bai." Old Man Ye laughed and reached out to pick up the wine.
Bai Hetu didn't stop him and said, "It's okay to drink, but at your age, you shouldn't hold on any longer."
As he spoke, Bai Hetu suddenly slapped Old Man Ye on the back.
The palm movement contained a pure and gentle holy power. This holy power poured into Old Man Ye's body, constantly resolving some of the hidden wounds and bruises in his body, and finally——
"Wow--"
Old Man Ye couldn't help but open his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of heavy congestion.
"How do you feel? Are you feeling better?" Bai Hetu said with a smile.
Ji Wenwen also smiled and said: "I want to save face and suffer. If you don't spit out this mouthful of blood, Old Man Ye, you won't be afraid of choking while drinking this wine? Even if this old man of snow brewed wine shamelessly went to Old Man Bai to beg for some , this stingy old man may not even be willing to give it. If you waste this wine, I will be angry with you."
After spitting out that mouthful of bruised blood, Old Man Ye's complexion improved significantly. He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Old Man Ji, this wine won't spoil anything."
As he spoke, Old Man Ye started to drink from the wine bottle.
When Ji Wenwen saw this, he quickly reached out to grab the wine bottle and said, "You bad old man, drink less? Leave some for me."
Ji Wenwen said as he snatched the jug over, took two big sips himself, and then handed the jug to Bai Hetu.
Bai Hetu also took a sip, and the three old friends looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
At the end, Bai Hetu's eyes flashed and he asked: "Old man Ye, who are the four saint-level figures who surrounded you this time?"
Old Man Ye sneered and said: "Who else can it be? It's not the three immortals from the Xuanyuan Family. However, there is only one person dispatched this time. I don't know if it is Xuanyuan Taiyue or Xuanyuan Taiding. And there is also the Tianji Holy Land. Wu Ya, an old monster from the Demon Sect. In addition, there is a powerful man in the Great Saint Realm. I have never seen this person before. Judging from his martial arts skills, he is suspected to be from the lineage of the Witch Clan."
"What? A lineage of the witch clan?"
Bai Hetu and Ji Daodao were startled after hearing this, and couldn't help but look at each other.