Yuan Futu noticed that the pursuers behind him were getting tighter and the threat of death was getting bigger and bigger. He ran away without thinking. As long as there was a road ahead, he would not stop. He ran here recklessly and waited.
He raised his head and his face turned green when he found those strong men from the Shushan Sect.
"It can't be so miserable..."
At that time, the sixth-level elixir was robbed by this group of smart and experienced people, but now it is encountered here. Then we really have to complain and take revenge.
Changkong didn't notice Genzo and the others, and sneered: "It turns out he's the only one, God help me!"
Xuan Se said in a deep voice: "The auras of the spiritual treasures on his body are mixed. It seems that there are quite a lot of them, and there are two of them at the god level alone."
Changkong stepped forward and said with a sinister smile: "The world is really small, we meet again."
Yuan Futu is now completely like a piece of meat on the chopping board. He has no ability to fight back and can only be slaughtered by others. Looking at the opponent's huge lineup, it can be said that there is no chance of survival.
"Oops, what should I do? If this continues, I will either be killed by the masters of the Bajing Sect, or I will die in the hands of these tough-nosed Taoists from Shushan. Could it be that today next year will be the anniversary of my death?" Yuan Futu was quite discouraged.
It was cold, but when he thought of Bajingmen and Shushan, an idea suddenly came to him, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I didn't expect you to find the treasure of the fairy world so quickly, but let me tell you, it is still unknown whose hands this treasure will fall into." Yuan Futu said deliberately bluffing.
Changkong was a little confused by his arrogant look. He was clearly the only one with the power of the Dharma God realm. Why was he shouting here? He couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. He said: "I don't know when death is coming. I originally thought
I'll spare your life if I ask you to put down the Lingbao, but now you can't even think of leaving alive!"
Yuan Futu sneered and said: "Do you really think that I am a weakling? Do you think that I have no helpers? I think you rotten sweet potatoes and stinky birds' eggs are just buying birthday plates and don't know the way. If you are wise, please get out of my way."
"presumptuous!"
After all, Changkong is also a master of the realm of returning to the void. He was able to suppress his anger because of Genzo's peak cultivation level before, but now with the support of two big men behind him, he has no fear at all and directly launched the flying sword, hanging above his head.
Above, there was a sharp hissing sound.
At this moment, Di Long and the others finally caught up.
“The time is just right!”
Yuan Futu was thinking about it in his mind, then turned around and said: "You are here at the right time. These tough guys not only want to steal my treasure, but also say they want to kill us. This is unbearable. We Tianxuan
How can the Sword Sect allow people to bully people like this?!"
Di Long and others were stunned on the spot, especially the rickety old man. After noticing the master of Shushan Sect, he had no idea what was going on and was completely confused by Yuan Futu's nonsense words.
What a death sentence!
What Tianxuan Sword Sect!
Several people looked at each other, no one knew what happened.
Changkong said coldly: "No matter how many helpers you bring, you will still die!" He had obviously lost his patience. With the support of two big men behind him, he was fearless at all. He controlled the flying sword to transform into a stream of light, which exploded like an arrow from a string.
Shoot out.
Seeing the flying sword coming towards the door, Yuan Futu was already on guard, and used his remaining strength to use the Wind Seal to move a foot away towards Zuo.
The sharp sword light passed by and hit Yang Lie on the shoulder, causing him to let out a scream.
"Looking for death!" Di Long was impulsive. He didn't care about the opponent's role at all, and directly punched him. The powerful fire essence condensed into a lotus flower in the void, and the fire shot into the sky, and he attacked fiercely.
Xuan Se snorted heavily and pointed his finger like a sword in the air, and the flame lotus exploded out of thin air.
"I'm going to get the treasure of the fairy world now, you help me restrain them!"
Yuan Futu was very proud that his conspiracy was successful, and then he used words to arouse the anger of Shushan. Taking advantage of the chaos, he once again embarked on the journey of escape, and disappeared into a ruined palace in the blink of an eye.
"Don't let him run away!" Yang Lie yelled and was about to catch up, but Xuan Se appeared in front of him without knowing when. He was holding a flying sword in his hand, and its quality had obviously reached the god level.
"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"
Then the sword was swung out, and the sword suddenly glowed brightly, like the scorching sun in the sky falling into the mortal world.
"It's the true essence of light!"
Yang Lie hurriedly mobilized his true energy to protect his whole body, only to feel that the blazing white light was like thousands of needle points, fiercely penetrating his defense, making his whole body hot, as if he was rolling in a sea of fire, and before his eyes there was also
It was pure white, nothing could be seen.
At the moment, Di Long is fighting with Changkong and others, while Yang Lie and Xuan Se are also in a deadlock. The rickety old man's body is trembling. He never expected that he would end up in this situation, and actually form such a relationship with Shushan.
The elder Liangzi really doubted how Yuan Futu did it.
"Fell into a trap!"
The old man regretted in his heart, but it was too late, because a Taoist in yellow appeared in front of him like a ghost.
Xuan Ming's expression was like an eternal glacier, staring at the old man with cold eyes, and said solemnly: "Does the Tianxuan Sword Sect also know the art of body refining?"
"Can't you see that we all fell into that kid's trap? I'm not the Tianxuan Sword Sect, but the Bajing Sect!" the old man almost roared.
Xuan Ming thought for a moment and understood what happened, and said: "I see."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good if you understand. Then please stop fighting to avoid unnecessary damage."
"No."
Xuan Ming said these two words calmly, but the old man was shocked.
"Why?!"
Xuan Ming said in a deep voice: "Now that you, a member of the Bajing Sect, have hurt my Shushan disciple, how can you just let it go?"
The old man felt that this Taoist was by no means an easy person, "Our disciples were also injured, so we should treat him as equals!"
"Even? How can you scum be compared with Shushan disciples?" Xuan Ming pressed forward step by step.
The old man finally couldn't hold back his anger. After all, he was also a master of returning to the virtual realm. As soon as the wound door opened, blood immediately flowed out of the true essence, showing endless power, and roared: "Don't bully others too much!"
Xuan Ming seemed to have been waiting for this moment, and sneered: "In this imperial world, we are the only ones in Shushan who bully others."
He did not use the flying sword, nor did he show any true energy. He just put his hands behind his back and looked at the old man with a sneer on his face.