He had long realized that these three guys had bad intentions, but he didn't expect Taoist Crow to take off his disguise so quickly and reveal his true face.
"Want to kill me? Well, I have to see if you have the ability!"
Master Longmei snorted coldly and clenched the whisk in his hand.
Although his tone was arrogant, his expression was extremely solemn, because he had long noticed that the cultivation of these three people was extraordinary.
Unexpectedly, Taoist Crow laughed softly: "I will kill you without any effort."
At this time, a disciple behind Taoist Crow said: "Master, there is no need for you to take action."
"Leave this old guy to me."
"I'll deal with him for you."
Finished.
A middle-aged man wearing a black robe stood up, pointed at the long-browed master and shouted: "Old man, come here, I will take you to see the King of Hell."
The Changmei Master stood still and shouted at the middle-aged man: "Trash, if you have the guts, get over here."
The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he strode towards the long-browed man.
"Hey, if I tell you to get over here, just do it. You are really an obedient dog." Master Longmei said sarcastically.
"Looking for death." The middle-aged man was furious and punched out.
In an instant, powerful power swept out, and the air trembled.
Not to be outdone, Master Longmei waved the fly whisk in his hand and faced the opponent's fist.
The two sides just collided.
"boom!"
A shocking momentum suddenly erupted from the middle-aged man's fist, and his strength suddenly increased more than ten times.
puff!
The whisk was shattered on the spot.
The middle-aged man's fist struck the heart of the long-mei master like lightning.
The Changmei Master hurriedly took out his palm, trying to block the middle-aged man's fist.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his palm touched the middle-aged man's fist, he felt a huge force, like a stormy sea, rushing into his meridians.
The next second, the Changmei Master flew out.
"boom!"
The real person with long eyebrows fell a hundred meters away and vomited blood.
"Headmaster of the Wu-Tang Clan? Haha, rubbish!"
With a sneer on his face, the middle-aged man walked towards Chang Mei Zhenren and said as he walked: "When our Tianji Sect retired to seclusion, your Wudang Sect's founder was not even born yet."
"Don't say it's you. Even if the founder of your Wudang Sect is here today, there is only one way to die."
boom!
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the aura on his body rose again, and nine dragon auras suddenly appeared behind him.
The pinnacle of the foundation building realm!
Master Changmei was shocked. Just a disciple had the peak cultivation level of foundation building. What kind of cultivation level would Master Crow have?
At least it’s the Venerable Realm!
Moreover, through the fight just now, Master Changmei discovered that this middle-aged man's true combat power is no longer weaker than that of a strong man in the realm of the Venerable.
"Old man, how are you?" Ye Qiu's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Master Changmei.
The sound is transmitted into the secret!
Master Changmei glanced at Ye Qiu and said via voice transmission: "Little bastard, don't hesitate, hurry up and absorb the dragon's veins."
"Don't worry about me. I didn't use my full strength just now, so I suffered a little loss."
"Next, I will find a way to block the three of them and buy you some time..."
Before Master Changmei finished speaking, he saw Ye Qiu holding a Qiankun Cauldron, pointing at the middle-aged man and shouting: "Bullying an old man is nothing, come to me if you can!"
Changmei Zhenren was so angry that he secretly said: "Little bastard, why are you trying to show off at this time? Isn't this going to make you angry?"
Sure enough, the middle-aged man paused and his eyes fell on Ye Qiu.
Then, he smiled contemptuously.
"A little warrior dares to speak nonsense in front of me? Okay, as you wish."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he walked towards Ye Qiu.
When the distance between the two sides is still three meters.
"boom!"
Ye Qiu threw the Qiankun Ding.
"You don't know what you can do." The middle-aged man didn't take the Qiankun Cauldron seriously at all. He clenched his fist and punched it out casually.
Seeing it, his fist was about to hit the Qiankun Cauldron.
"Get bigger!"
Ye Qiu shouted low, and in an instant, the Qiankun Cauldron suddenly grew in size, like a mountain peak, and quickly fell down.
"not good--"
When the middle-aged man noticed the danger, it was already too late. He had no time to respond and was suppressed by the Qiankun Ding.
"Snapped!"
Taoist Wu Wu quickly took action and flew away the Qiankun Cauldron with a palm from the air, hoping to rescue his disciple.
However, after the Qiankun Cauldron flew out, there was only a puddle of meat on the ground.
"you wanna die!"
Taoist Crow's eyes were like daggers, and he looked at Ye Qiu and shouted sharply, with an angry look on his face.
"Master, I'm going to kill that kid and avenge my senior brother."
Another disciple of Taoist Crow Crow stepped towards Ye Qiu.
"You bastard, you dare to plot against my senior brother. It seems you are really tired of living."
There was no fear on Ye Qiu's face. Instead, he raised his fingers at the middle-aged man and said, "Come here quickly. Before your senior brother has gone too far on the road to hell, go and accompany him."
snort!
The middle-aged man snorted heavily and said, "If my senior brother hadn't been careless and underestimated the enemy just now, he wouldn't have died at all."
"I tell you, I won't give you any chance."
"go--"
The middle-aged man originally wanted to say "go to hell", but before he could take action, he saw a large cauldron falling from the sky.
"You want to sneak attack me? Naive!"
The middle-aged man was already on guard. He sneered and quickly moved out of the way.
"boom!"
The Qiankun Cauldron crashed to the ground.
The middle-aged man took this opportunity and hit Ye Qiu with a palm.
Unexpectedly, the Qiankun Cauldron that landed on the ground suddenly flew towards him again, carrying a huge force and becoming unstoppable.
The middle-aged man immediately burst out with eight dragon energy, gathered all his strength, and punched the Qiankun Cauldron.
"when--"
The Qiankun Cauldron did not move at all, but the middle-aged man was so shocked that he vomited blood.
"How can it be?"
Shock appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
At this moment, Taoist Crow jumped up, as if teleporting, and stood on top of a Qiankun Cauldron.
Boom!
Step on your toes.
The lower half of the Qiankun Cauldron sank into the soil.
"Disciple, this cauldron has been suppressed by me, you don't have to worry, just take action." Taoist Crow said.
"Thank you, Master." The middle-aged man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Ye Qiu and said: "Without the tripod, how can I see how arrogant you are? Go to hell!"
brush!
The middle-aged man rushed towards Ye Qiu.
There was a look of fear on Ye Qiu's face. He retreated again and again, hiding here and there. He was surrounded by dangers and looked irresistible.
after awhile.
"Boy, stop hiding. It's useless. You're going to die soon." The middle-aged man said with a sinister smile as he took action.
"Okay, no more hiding." Ye Qiu suddenly stopped.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "That's right. No matter how you hide, you will be dead. Instead of doing this, it is better to save some strength..."
Suddenly, the middle-aged man noticed something and hurriedly raised his head.
The next second, a huge cauldron appeared above his head.
