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Chapter 547 Tangled

The four people, Short Fairy and Fairy Le'er, barefoot and iron palm looked Yang Wu up and down. The crowd was also shocked. The age was basically the same as what he and others knew, he was in his twenties. But he had a high level of cultivation. But it is not something that I and others can see clearly.

The four of them naturally never thought that the cultivation level of the young man in front of them would be higher than that of themselves and others. After all, he was too young. He had the cultivation level of Yuan Shen realm in his twenties. No one would believe him if he told him. .

Regarding what the fake Taoist said and his expression, he neither admitted that he was Yang Wu nor denied it. The four of them looked at each other and nodded secretly. They also believed that the fake Taoist said what he said was true. This young man years ago , it is Yang Wu who is the target of himself and others this time.

After confirming that the young man in front of them was Empress Yang Wu, Iron Palm, Barefoot, Fairy Le'er and the fake Taoist priest, the four of them quickly put themselves into position. They looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Although they did not believe that Yang Wu's cultivation level could surpass themselves and others.

But the merits and demerits of the technique still exist. A good technique, even if the cultivation level is lower than that of myself and others, can exert its maximum power. It is not so easy for myself and others to bear it. On the contrary, the short immortal's eyes glowed with golden light.[

He looked at Yang Wu greedily and shouted urgently: "Good boy, I was just about to find you, but you came to the door yourself, which saved us a lot of trouble. If you are sensible, please hand over the technique..."

Hearing the words of the short immortal, Yang Wu did not react. He also ignored the short immortal. At this time, Yang Wu did not put his mind on the five casual cultivators in front of him. He did not know what he was thinking about. After a long time, he finally felt something Nai's mouth moved slightly and he shook his head.

Seeing that Yang Wu ignored him, the short immortal's heart suddenly burned with slavery. However, when he saw that Yang Wu didn't take him and the others seriously at all, he couldn't hold back anymore and shouted angrily: "Boy, you..."

But before the Immortal Shorty finished his speech, Yang Wu turned his head fiercely, and a golden fire suddenly appeared in his eyes, looking towards the Immortal Shorty. When Yang Wu saw this, the Great Immortal Shorty also felt a sense of fear in his heart. meaning.

Some of them didn't dare to look into Yang Wu's eyes. But when they thought of Fairy Le'er, Iron Palm, Fake Taoist, and Barefoot standing beside them, they couldn't let go of their dignity for a moment and forced themselves to look into Yang Wu's eyes.

As soon as his eyes met Yang Wu's, the short immortal suddenly felt a cramping pain in his head. It was as if there was something in his mind, desperately tearing his brain and stirring it. A heartbreaking pain spread throughout his body.

No matter how hard the short immortal tried to resist the stirring and tearing force in his head, there was nothing he could do. Instead, it could only aggravate the cramping pain in his head. In the end, the short immortal couldn't help but scream, He held his head with both hands. Ruo Xiao Daxian couldn't help but roll on the ground.

Regarding the changes in the short immortal, Fairy Le'er, Tie Zhang, Fake Taoist, and Barefoot were stunned, but they also knew in their hearts who had done it, and there was also a feeling of fear in their hearts. They never thought that Yang Wu already had someone better than himself. People have higher levels of cultivation than I know how much.

This completely overturned the traditional concepts of cultivation that I and others had. I even began to feel that my life of more than a hundred years had been in vain. After practicing for so long, it was not as good as the achievements of a young man in twenty years.

In their hearts, they were even more curious about the technique that Yang Wu practiced, what kind of technique it was, and how it could be so powerful. At this time, the four of them paid no attention to the short immortal who was in pain on the side.

Seeing the short immortal's painful expression, Yang Wu's face was as cold as ice. Regarding the five people who came to offend him, Yang Wu seemed to have no intention of giving up easily. He said coldly: "Answer me a few questions, and I can consider it. Spare your life."

The short immortal was attacked by Yang Wu's mind, and there was a cramping pain in his head that he could no longer bear. His thinking was already a little chaotic. After being snorted by Yang Wu, he felt better just now. But he was still in great pain. But his thinking became clearer. .

Even Fairy Le'er, barefoot, iron palmed and fake Taoist, was snorted coldly by Yang Wu. Their bodies seemed to have been hit hard by something, which was a bit overwhelming. Just when the four of them were about to get lucky. What shocked the four of them was that they could no longer move at all.

The body seemed to be no longer their own. The four of them also looked at Yang Wu in shock and fear. The short immortal stared at Yang Wu with an angry look. He said with some difficulty: "Boy, what did you do to me? You have the guts. Let me go..."

Before the short immortal could finish his words, he screamed again, and then he heard Yang Wu's cold "Humph..." again. Following Yang Wu's cold snort, the short immortal felt that his head suddenly hurt even more.

Fairy Le'er also cast a look of helplessness at the Immortal Shorty, looking like an idiot. In such a situation, people are the slaves, and I am the flesh of the fish. The Immortal Shorty has not yet woken up, and she is secretly glad that she has been there from the beginning to the end. He didn't say anything to offend Yang Wu.

Yang Wu was not surprised that the five casual cultivators appeared in front of him, and had even been prepared for it. After all, Kunlun would fight against the Witch God Sect, no matter what the situation was? Those forces in the cultivating world that had been holding back for a long time.

Sooner or later, it will surface, which is why the Canglong Order was not returned to Bai Jingtian. Yang Wu waved his left hand lightly. The body of the short immortal suddenly floated to Yang Wu's face. Yang Wu opened his left hand and tightened it. He pinched the short immortal's neck tightly.

Lifting the short immortal, he ignored the slight struggle of the short immortal. After all, in the face of absolute strength, all struggles are in vain. A waste of effort. He said coldly: "Actually, if you don't tell me, I also know something. I just want to give it to you. A chance to survive. But it seems that you are not smart."[

After speaking, Yang Wu smiled slightly, looking very strange. The short immortal was also stunned for a moment, looked at Yang Wu with some fear, and wanted to call out. But he found that he had no way to call out.

Suddenly, General Yang Wu gently threw Xiao Daxian to the open space aside. He raised his right hand slightly, and saw a red flame coming out of his palm. Yang Wu looked at the three-flavored real fire jumping in his palm.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. Without stopping for a moment, he hit the three-flavored true fire in the palm of his hand onto the short immortal's left leg. The three-flavored true fire seemed to be conscious again and did not immediately rise into a raging fire.

Instead, it started from the left foot of the short immortal and slowly burned along the left leg, like a huge incense stick. Although the fire was not big, it was burned by the three flavors of true fire.

However, the short immortal was also writhing on the ground in pain, his mouth opened wide, and he wanted to scream, but found that his throat could not make any sound. Even the energy in his body could not be mobilized. Green veins popped out all over his body.

He was rolling on the ground with a ferocious expression. Le'er, Iron Palm, Barefoot, and the fake Taoist who were unable to move at the side couldn't bear to turn away and did not dare to look at the short immortal. At this time, the four of them had no idea at all. Dare to face Yang Wu.

Seeing Yang Wu was like seeing a devil, and his eyes were filled with fear. He also began to regret in his heart why he provoked this devil. But there is no medicine for regret in the world.

But he couldn't move his whole body, but he couldn't turn his head, so he couldn't bear to close his eyes. On the contrary, Yang Wu was secretly satisfied with the expressions of the four people.

When the short immortal's legs burned cleanly, and the three flavors of true fire began to spread to the short immortal's abdomen, a burst of thunder suddenly came from the distance. The sky also changed slightly. Yang Wu secretly said in his heart: "Finally a breakthrough..."

Turning around and unwilling to pay attention to the short immortal, he looked at Le'er, Tie Zhang, Fake Taoist, and Barefoot. He was secretly thinking about how to deal with these four people. When Yang Wu looked at them like this, the four of them looked a little panicked. stand up.

While waiting for Yang Wu's final trial, Yang Wu thought about it and his expression changed, and he smiled cunningly, a little embarrassed: "What should I do with you four?" After speaking, his eyes looked towards the short immortal who was still suffering from the burning of the three flavors of real fire. Take a look.

When the four of them looked at Yang Wu's expression, they couldn't help but become more frightened. The panic in their eyes could not be controlled. But at this time, they were still unable to move at all, but there was nothing they could do.

But what the four of them didn't expect was that Yang Wu's cunning smile suddenly disappeared. He patted his head and said, "Let you go..." But then he shook his head and denied, "No, I've already killed him." One, I don’t mind killing another one to save you from continuing to trouble me.”

"Khan, I have a soft heart and can't bear to kill anyone..."

It seemed that Yang Wu was talking to himself tangledly, but it also made the four people, Leer, Tie Zhang, Barefoot, and the fake Taoist, feel their heartbeats fluctuate. After some tangle, Yang Wu seemed to have not made up his mind and was a little embarrassed. He looked at the four people in front of him.

Suddenly Yang Wu smiled slightly and said: "It's impossible to let you go... I don't want to kill you. This is really embarrassing..."

Looking at the nervous and panicked look in the four people's eyes, Yang Wu did not continue teasing the three of them. He said: "I have an idea. I don't want to die. Unless, you become my subordinate."

Fairy Le'er, barefoot, iron palm, and the fake Taoist priest were also stunned when they heard Yang Wu's words, but they also knew in their hearts that this was the only chance for them and others to survive. If they were not unable to move, they would have nodded in agreement at this time. like.

However, what the dead man didn't expect was that Yang Wu suddenly changed his tone. He felt a little embarrassed again: "Even if you agree, I still don't feel at ease. If you betray me in the future, wouldn't it mean that I am looking for trouble myself?"

When the four of them heard Yang Wu's words, they were slightly startled. They did not expect that Yang Wu would be like this. They also had no idea what Yang Wu was going to do. They only hoped that Yang Wu would be able to have a bodhisattva heart and let them go this time.

The cultivation level has now reached that of the four of them, and they are considered masters in the world of cultivation, so how can they not be afraid of death? After all, it is not easy for casual cultivators to have such cultivation level now.

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