Chapter four hundred and ninety first powerful old man
When Ye Mo saw this old man with an old face, his heart suddenly sank. It was the first time that he could not see through the other person's cultivation level. Moreover, this old man gave him a death threat. This was the first time that he felt this way. Even if it was
He didn't feel this way when he was intercepted by the prefecture-level master Zhang Zhihui after participating in the auction.
This old man was a strong enemy, one he had never encountered before. The vast aura on his body almost reminded Ye Mo of the pressure of the Foundation Establishment monks. If Ye Mo hadn't known that there couldn't be cultivators in Hulu Valley, maybe
He had already turned around and ran away. This old man was too scary. Ye Mo immediately gathered all the energy in his body to be on guard, ready to break out at any time.
I was careless. I didn't expect that there is such a terrifying existence in King Xiang Ming's lair. If Ye Mo had known that there was such an old guy here, he would have killed King Xiang Ming in Duanding Mountain. Just because he missed King Xiang Ming.
Even if there is any conspiracy, it cannot be calculated against him. Now he has understood that what King Xiang Ming used was not a conspiracy at all, but a conspiracy.
King Xiang Ming was sure that even if Ye Mo knew about his little conspiracy, he would definitely not care about it. Ye Mo could kill Wang Lengchan, he could kill Yao Sikelang, and he could kill King Xiang Ming. The fact is that he did
There was no miscalculation, Ye Mo knew he had a conspiracy and still came to Hulu Valley.
"I am the Ye Mo who killed your Calabash Valley disciple." Ye Mo slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he is here, he must face it. Even if he cannot escape, he still has to support him.
"You are so courageous. You killed my disciples in Hulu Valley and yet you dare to come to Hulu Valley empty-handed." The old man with an old face said calmly, and after finishing speaking, he casually took a step forward.
An invisible force rushed in, and Ye Mo's clothes moved automatically. He felt as if a big iron cone had hit his chest. He subconsciously circulated his Qi, and then
It calmed down.
But his heart was in turmoil. Is this old man the one with innate cultivation? If he is innate, then what is Tanjiao's innate? He is worse than a scumbag. Doesn't it mean that there are no masters with innate cultivation? This
How did the old man get out?
These sects are indeed extraordinary. It seems that Jiu Ming Academy and Nanshan Wang Family may also have such old immortals. If that is the case, I have really underestimated the world's heroes.
"Eh..." The old man couldn't help but let out a sigh when he saw Ye Mo bear the impact of his internal energy without moving at all. His attack seemed simple, but he could bear it without even taking a step back or any reaction.
He was definitely not an ordinary person. Ye Mo made him feel weird for the first time.
The old man sighed and said with some difficulty: "Ye Mo. You had great potential, but it's a pity..."
"Valley Master, Ye Mo killed me, the elder of Hulu Valley, and insulted me, Hulu Valley, and my talented disciple Lu Ran of Hulu Valley was killed by his people. Peng Xianggui had one of his arms cut off, and he ordered someone to do it...
…If the owner of the valley hadn’t left the seclusion in time, our Hulu Valley’s century-old foundation and millennium inheritance would have been ruined. And Lingtan could not be saved...” At this time, King Xiang Ming walked up to the old man and said respectfully, without any trace of that.
A fiery look.
"Are you the Valley Master of Hulu Valley?" Ye Mo was shocked. He remembered what Zeng Zhenxia said about a Valley Master in Hulu Valley who had been in seclusion for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, he came out of seclusion.
"That's right. I am Pingchuan, the director of Hulu Valley. Since you have killed so many of my disciples in Hulu Valley, no matter how talented you are, you must stay here today." Ren Pingchuan said calmly.
Ye Mo smiled coldly, and he was completely brave. It was a blessing, not a curse, but it was a curse that could not be avoided. He stared at the extremely old man and said coldly: "Master Ren. What I admire is not your character, but you."
Kungfu. You Hulugu took the initiative to provoke me, why can’t I fight back?"
Ren Pingchuan said slowly: "As the largest sect of the Hidden Sect in Hulu Valley, I don't need you to teach me how to do things. Don't say that King Xiang Ming just asked you to hand over your inheritance. Even if he kills you as a junior, you are an ordinary person."
No one from the secular world can oppose me, Hulugu..."
Ye Mo laughed and said, "Old man, you are so shameless. I asked you why the people from Hulu Valley are so thick-skinned. It turns out that they have inheritance. Old man, don't think that just because you have advanced to Innate, you can do anything to me."
Ren Pingchuan didn't seem to notice Ye Mo's curse. He raised his head with some melancholy, looked at a white cloud in the distance and said lightly: "I have been in seclusion for eighteen years, but I have not made any breakthroughs. It's a pity, I don't have much time.
Yes, alas..."
"Old man, aren't you an innate?" Ye Mo immediately said in shock. He thought that Ren Pingchuan must be an innate practitioner, but it turned out that after working on it for a long time, he was not innate yet.
Ren Pingchuan said calmly: "You can kill a half-step innate master at such a young age, which shows that your inheritance is very good. In this case, just hand it over. Maybe with your inheritance, I can take this step.
"
After saying this, Ren Pingchuan took a step forward again, raised his hand and slapped Ye Mo.
If he hadn't known that Ren Pingchuan was practicing ancient martial arts, Ye Mo would have thought that Ren Pingchuan was a cultivator. He was five or six meters away from him, but this step actually fell directly in front of him. The palm hadn't completely landed yet.
, the scorching palm wind and fierce murderous intent enveloped him.
Ye Mo wanted to avoid its sharp edge, but he unexpectedly found that his figure was completely enveloped by Ren Pingchuan's palm. He had no other option except to resist.
The flying sword instantly appeared in Ye Mo's hand, taking 90% of Ye Mo's energy and stabbing it directly into Ren Pingchuan's palm.
With a "boom", the fists and swords intersected before they even touched, and a large crater of several meters was made on the ground. Ye Mo was thrown far away by the hot palm wind and hit a disciple from Hulu Valley.
, this disciple was knocked to death by Ye Mo without even humming.
"What a sword. I didn't even see where you took the sword out from. What a skill." Ren Pingchuan didn't notice that a disciple had died in Ye Mo's hands, but stared at Ye Mo's hands.
Feijian praised. He didn't even notice that his palm was scratched by the flying sword.
Ye Mo held back the surge in his Dantian and swallowed a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out. He was amazed at how deep this old guy's inner energy was. A few days ago, he felt that Wang Lengchan's inner energy was almost as good as his, but now he knew that Wang Lengchan's inner energy was almost as strong as his own.
If compared with this old man, he is just a few steps behind.
"At such a young age, you have such a deep inner energy and such a sharp magical weapon. Your inheritance is indeed good. Young man, hand over your inheritance and then commit suicide. I can promise that the disciples of Hulu Valley will not
Go find your family to avenge you. I won’t even kill that snake of yours..." Ren Pingchuan's face showed a trace of redness, and his tone became a little emotional. If Ye Mo was nothing in his eyes, now he doesn't
I started to think about Ye Mo's inheritance.
Ye Mo summoned 100% of his true energy, and the flying sword in his hand seemed to turn into a huge door panel, unleashing endless murderous intent and slashing directly at the old man. At the same time, he snorted coldly. "Old man, your promise is here.
It’s just fart in my eyes.”
He knew that Ren Pingchuan was interested in his things, just like he was interested in Lingtan. If Ren Pingchuan was not killed, he would never be able to escape. In other words, if Hulu Valley was not destroyed,
Even if he could escape, he couldn't escape.
Ren Pingchuan's words have already threatened his bottom line. Old people like Liu She and his family dare to threaten him. And Ye Mo feels that although Ren Pingchuan's inner energy is much deeper than his, he does not have no chance of winning. Because
He is too old.
Ye Mo knew that for a master like Ren Pingchuan, his fireball technique and wind blade technique were just decorations. They did not pose any threat to him. If he used such small spells, it would just be a waste of real energy.
Ren Pingchuan's face suddenly became excited when he saw the huge door-shaped sword that Ye Mo suddenly struck at him. His face turned even redder and he murmured to himself, "It turned out to be a real magic weapon. The legend turned out to be true.
…”
Ren Pingchuan touched it on his waist, and dark weapons like long sticks appeared in his hands.
"Boom, boom..." Ye Mo's flying sword collided with the long stick in Ren Pingchuan's hand, once again rolling up a huge wave of inner energy. The low-cultivation Hulu Valley disciples were directly shocked and fainted to the ground, frightened.
The other disciples retreated one after another.
Ye Mo was knocked several feet away again and hit a stone wall with blood all over his body. Ye Mo felt that his bones were shattering, and his dantian even tended to break. Without thinking, he took out
I swallowed two 'Lotus Pills'. After taking the pills, my broken bones and injuries improved quickly.
Fortunately, he has the 'Liansheng Dan', otherwise he would be completely doomed just by this. His attack methods are still too few. After all, the resources here are limited, and many methods require the coordination of true energy. Without true energy, even if
No matter how many tricks he has, he can't use them.
Ye Mo didn't want to take out the only means of sword control at this time. It was something that saved his life. This Ren Pingchuan was too powerful. In front of his strong inner energy, Ye Mo had no way to take advantage of him.
This time, Ren Pingchuan also felt uncomfortable. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he did not have the kind of pill that Ye Mo had.
"Young man, you have completely pissed me off." Ren Pingchuan didn't see Ye Mo swallow the pill. Even if he did, he wouldn't care. Ye Mo was so seriously injured that no pill could heal him.
He recovered in a short time.
"Go and cut off his legs, and then carry him over. He should have lost the ability to move just now." Ren Pingchuan pointed to a late Xuan-level warrior next to him and said.
"Yes, Master." This disciple was called by the Valley Master. He felt happy and immediately rushed forward with his sword in hand.
Ye Mo subconsciously looked at where he was looking, only to find that the way in had been blocked. King Xiang Ming thought that Ye Mo wanted to wait for Feng Wu and others to come, so he smiled coldly and said: "Feng Wu and Zeng Zhenxia won't
Don't expect them to come. Even if they come, they won't help you."
Ye Mo ignored King Xiang Ming, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly struck out again. The warrior who was ordered by Ren Pingchuan to kill Ye Mo was split in half by Ye Mo's sword.
"How brave..." Ren Pingchuan shouted, and the soft stick-like weapon in his hand brought a tornado-like killing intent and smashed into Ye Mo's legs overwhelmingly.
Seeing that Ye Mo was still able to lift the sword and was even so cruel, he finally couldn't hold back his anger and could no longer calm down.
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