Chapter 523: The Hundred Thousand Year Immortal Gang
That hand grasped Yuan Futu's right wrist where the three-inch sword light was condensed. An irresistible force suddenly swept over him, and the sword light shattered with a bang.
Yuan Futu raised his head and found that Jun Buhui's face was so close that he could almost feel his breath.
"This kind of competition is over, so why risk lives?"
Jun Buhui's tone was cold. He had extremely strict requirements for his disciples. Once a talented disciple appeared, he would spare no effort to train him. Only when the disciple's strength continues to grow, would he feel a sense of accomplishment and full of face.
Therefore, he will not allow anyone to hurt the foundation of his disciples at any time.
If Mo Xing is stabbed in a vital part by this three-inch sword, it may not endanger his life, but there is no guarantee that it will leave irreparable damage. Once this happens, his future path to immortality will be completely blocked. A talent
The disciple will also perish.
Logically speaking, as a master, he would never take action in a fight between disciples, but this time was an exception. Jun Buhui could see the fierceness on Yuan Futu's face and the anger in his heart.
Facing a Gang Immortal, Yuan Futu was like an ant, unable to fight against him at all. He couldn't even say anything to refute, but his face turned red, his whole body was trembling involuntarily, and he couldn't move.
At this moment, a hand appeared and placed on Jun Buhui's wrist.
"In a competition between disciples, as a master and a Gang Immortal, it would be too much for you to interfere now."
Two powerful world forces suddenly confronted each other, both showing the unique light yellow color of Gangxian, and the entire Qinglu Cliff was trembling.
"Master!"
Yuan Futu felt that Jun Buhui's pressure had been greatly reduced and he could speak. When he saw his master Bubai Immortal, whom he had not seen for many years, suddenly appeared, he suddenly exclaimed.
Young Master Yu looked on with fear, but he was relieved when Immortal Bubai appeared in time. At least Yuan Futu would not be in any danger anymore.
Jun Buhui's eyes were like a deep pool, staring at Immortal Bubai, and said: "You want to fight with me?"
Immortal Bubai still looks slovenly, wearing a long coarse cloth that wraps around his bloated figure. His eyes are full of turbid and dark yellow color. From his appearance, there is no clue that he is actually a high-level Gang Immortal.
"So what?"
Jun Buhui suddenly sneered, "Although you started the class many years before me, you have already reached the level of Gang Immortal at the same time, and the sect master is not here, so I don't need to be afraid of you."
As he spoke, the world power suddenly erupted, and pale yellow flames rose into the sky, almost like a yellow dragon rising against the sky.
Immortal Bubai was always as stable as a mountain, and said in a deep voice: "You really don't need to be afraid of me, but you must know that it only took you a few thousand years to become Gang Immortal, while I have been practicing for a hundred thousand years."
As soon as he finished speaking, the world power erupted from his body transformed into a majestic yellow dragon, confronting it, but it was twice as big.
Although they are both high-level Gang Immortals, Jun Buhui's victory is due to his talent and the fact that he spent an infinite amount of elixirs to improve his realm in a short period of time. However, Fu Bai Immortal is different. He works step by step, steadily, and uses
It took a hundred thousand years to cultivate to this level, but fundamentally speaking, it is much stronger.
"Stop it, you two. You are both master-level elders of the same sect, and you are making fun of them in front of all the disciples?" As he spoke, several other immortals came around to prevent this fierce battle from happening.
Jun Buhui also clearly realized that his current strength was not enough to deal with Bubai. He was silent for a moment, then released his hand and said coldly: "I will definitely break through to the Xuanxian Realm earlier than you."
Immortal Bubai said indifferently: "Then I will wait and see."
Jun Buhui pulled Mo Xing up, stepped on the flying sword and flew into the clouds and disappeared without a trace.
The pale Yuan Futu was also helped up by Bubai. Under the pressure of the two great Gang Immortals, he managed not to vomit blood. It was considered good that he did not vomit blood. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master."
Immortal Bubai waved his hand and said: "No need, you did a good job."
At this time, Young Master Yu came closer, took out the elixir prepared in advance, and said: "Brother Yuan, here are some big tonic pills, which I personally refined. Take two of them quickly.
The world power can be restored as soon as possible."
Yuan Futu nodded. After swallowing it, the depleted Yuanshenhai quickly showed signs of recovery, and his complexion also improved a lot.
Immortal Mo Yang said with emotion: "Brother Bubai, you really have a good apprentice with unlimited potential."
Immortal Weiyang also smiled and said: "Congratulations to Brother Bubai. It seems that this disciple's path to immortality will definitely attract attention in the future."
"What a pity, what a pity. It would have been better if I had chosen you back then, what a pity!" Immortal Dao Shi laughed.
To be honest, although Yuan Futu won this time due to his perfect battle plan and Mo Xing's desire to underestimate the enemy, he also showed his extraordinary sword skills and practical talent.
Immortal Bubai said expressionlessly: "Thank you all, I have some things to do, so I will take him back to the cave first. See you another day."
"Are you leaving now?" Yuan Futu felt that Immortal Bubai seemed a little impatient, so he said to Young Master Yu: "You should go back to the Immortal Pill Palace first. I believe Mo Xing and the others will not make things difficult for you anymore."
Young Master Yu nodded and said: "Okay, I will come find you in a few days!"
Immediately, Immortal Bubai took Yuan Futu and flew directly to his cave. The disciples who had placed bets around Qinglu Cliff were all moaning in pain. They did not expect that this battle that was supposed to be a sure win would actually be lost.
, it is visually estimated that at least more than 100,000 immortal stones have been taken away by a few disciples who were extremely lucky.
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Returning to Yuan Futu's cave, the first thing Immortal Bubai saw was a pile of damaged illustrated books scattered underground. There were at least nearly a hundred of them. It can be imagined that he had traveled a lot along the path of divine patterns.
How difficult.
"It turns out that the divine patterns on those immortal weapons really came from your hands." Immortal Bubai sat down on the stone pier, looked at him with some surprise, and said, "Do you really know the art of divine pattern imprinting?"
Regarding his master, Yuan Futu had nothing to hide and said, "I would also like to thank my master for the Xuan Ming Dao that he gave me back then. This gave my disciples the opportunity to step into the divine pattern."
Bubai looked at the mess on the ground and said, "These divine pattern illustrations alone are worth a lot of money. Where did you get the fairy stones?"
"There is a merchant in the Yunlan Chamber of Commerce who is willing to purchase the Divine Pattern Illustrated Book I made, and will advance a portion of the Immortal Stone, so the early stage is not so hard." Yuan Futu said vaguely.
Immortal Bubai said angrily: "So that's it, I neglected your talent. Damn it!"