Both of them were stunned, and Master Ziyang was even more impatient. The three elders were about to die. These two juniors came to join in the fun. Isn't that asking for death?
"Qing Yi, you leave first!"
Chen Dasheng stood in front of several people, his eyes never leaving the man in purple in front of him. Faintly, the pressure on him from the man in purple was very strong.
"Brother Chen, you?" Shen Qingyi was stunned when he heard this.
"Don't worry, I'll leave this place to you!" Chen Dasheng said.
If they stay, they are just dragging their feet, and they will only tie up Chen Dasheng's hands and feet. The Shen brothers and sisters also know this, and without too much hesitation, Shen Qingyi helped Ziyang Zhenren up, and Shen Qingmu was also slumped.
He ran over and helped the other two people up. This was the time for him to show off. If he performed well, maybe the mistakes he made before going down the mountain would be wiped out.
"Brother Chen (Brother Chen), be careful!"
The two of them still had some faith in Chen Dasheng's strength. After all, the incident of tearing the Martial Saint alive yesterday was still fresh in their minds. After giving instructions, they took the three people into the air and headed towards the mountain peak where they were.
, to clear the battlefield for the two of them.
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"Boy, tell me your name!"
After letting Shen Qingmu and others leave, the man in purple did not stop him. Instead, he became very interested in Chen Dasheng. A young boy actually dared to stop him. Their eyes met, almost causing sparks to collide. Faintly, they all
I feel like there's something different about the other person.
"I won't tell you!"
Facing the condescending questioning from the man in purple, Chen Dasheng's mouth came out with a few words.
The man in purple frowned. He was a powerful demon, but a young boy dared to talk to him in such a tone. Was he really being bullied by a dog?
"Could it be that you are also the disciple and grandson of Old Chunyang? Isn't Old Chunyang a swordsman? When did your disciples use sticks?" said the man in purple.
Chen Dasheng grinned and raised the immortal stick in his hand. "You think of it as a stick, but I think of it as a sword. It's just that my sword is a little bit unique."
The man in purple twitched his face, "You're a kid with a yellow mouth and sharp teeth. You're talking nonsense. Are you looking for death? Quickly tell me your name. I don't accept nameless ghosts under my command!"
"I only know that when you are wandering around in the world, you should not leave a name, otherwise you will be remembered by the enemy and it will be very troublesome!" Chen Dasheng said.
"Boy, you are very naughty. Do you know who you are talking to?" Looking at Chen Dasheng's indifferent look, the man in purple had murderous intent in his eyes.
"Huh? Then I have to ask you, who is your master?" Chen Dasheng asked.
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"Qing Yi, who is that young man?"
On the top of the mountain, looking at the two people who were locked in a stalemate below, Ziyang Zhenren panted heavily and asked Shen Qingyi.
Shen Qingyi said, "His name is Chen Dasheng, he is a friend of my brother and I. Master, are you okay?"
"Don't worry. I won't die just yet!" Master Ziyang waved his hand and turned to look at the two people holding his other hands. "Are you okay?"
"It's just that the internal organs have been damaged and the power has been excessively consumed. It will take a few days to recover." Both of them shook their heads and said they were fine. The middle-aged man with a mustache said to Master Ziyang.
This person is the ninth master uncle of the Shen brothers and sisters, whose Taoist name is Zhenren Ziqing. The other old Taoist with a white beard is the master's uncle, Zhenren Zilong.
The three endured the pain and looked down. Master Zilong asked, "Can that person do it?"
'That person' was naturally talking about Chen Dasheng. Shen Qingmu licked his lips and was a little unsure, "Maybe, probably, it should work, right?"
"Anything may be rough. If it works, it will work. If it doesn't work, it won't work!" Master Ziyang glared at Shen Qingmu.
Shen Qingmu shrank his neck, not daring to say any more nonsense.
Master Zi Qing glanced at him from afar, and said with some worry, "The man in purple is too strong, I'm afraid he is no match for me!"
With that said, he took out a light yellow jade talisman and handed it to Shen Qingmu.
"Uncle Master?" Shen Qingmu looked at Master Zi Qing with some confusion.
"Hurry up, inform the leader of what's going on here, and ask the leader to send experts over!" Master Zi Qing said unequivocally. Now that they are all seriously injured and their energy is exhausted, even driving a communication talisman is a bit difficult.
"yes!"
When Shen Qingmu heard this, he did not dare to neglect and directly took the communication talisman into his hand.
"I'll be afraid for an hour or two when the leader sends someone over!" The faces of Ziyang Zhenren and the three of them were full of worry. Although Luoxia Mountain and Donghua Mountain are not far apart, they are not close either. There is still a long way to go.
, it took them all morning to get here. If they just wait for rescue, the day lilies might be cold when the reinforcements arrive.
Of course, they can also choose to escape. The young man below also has the realm of martial saint, and he can resist for a while. If he takes this opportunity to escape, he may be able to escape for a certain distance, but that is only a certain distance.
The strength of the man in purple is unpredictable. If he wanted to kill them, would they be able to escape if they were seriously injured?
"Master, are you here for the treasure? What kind of treasure is it? How did you fight with that person?" Shen Qingyi asked curiously. In her heart, she was still more curious about the treasure.
Faced with Shen Qingyi's barrage of questions, Master Ziyang shook his head, "We'll talk about this later, you two just stay on guard and wait until my master and your uncle and uncle have recovered their strength, and then we can fight with that guy again."
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After saying this, Master Ziyang and the other three people took out a bottle of elixir one after another, took two pills each, sat down on the ground, and began to repair the injuries and restore the lost energy.
For the current plan, we can only seize the time to restore some strength, and maybe we can delay the arrival of reinforcements from Donghua Mountain.
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Every time he said something, he would be pushed back by the kid in front of him. The man in purple felt very unhappy. He pointed his cane at Chen Dasheng from a distance, "Young man, those three old guys are no match for me. You
You are so eager to die, are you really not afraid of death?"
"How could I not be afraid of death?" Chen Dasheng was a little happy, "Just because you can beat them doesn't mean you can beat me. You look like you are filled with demonic aura. You must not be a good person, right? What's your background? Can you follow me?
Tell me, maybe we have some relatives."
"Oh, I, Huangfu Xuan, the majestic king of the demon world, how can I have a relative like you!" The man in purple was so angry at Chen Dasheng's words, his tone was full of contempt and disdain.
"Demon Lord? Are you from the Demon Realm?"
Chen Dasheng frowned. He met a demon ghost in the Hundred Thousand Mountains before. He was the Great Demon God of the Demon Realm. Why did a Demon Lord appear now? He knew very little about the affairs of the Xiaoyao Realm, and even less about the Demon Realm.
I have only heard about it for a long time, so I don’t know who Huangfu Xuan is.
"You should save these questions for asking the King of Hell!"
Seemingly realizing that Chen Dasheng was stalling for time, the man in purple made a quick decision and stopped talking nonsense with Chen Dasheng. He stepped forward with his left foot and suddenly flashed in front of Chen Dasheng. He tapped his dark cane directly on Chen Dasheng's head.
The opponent was approaching fiercely, and Chen Dasheng did not dare to neglect him. He immediately performed the Drunken Immortal Moon-Watching Step, and using mysterious footwork, he ducked sideways to the left side of the purple-clothed man. The Great Immortal Staff swept towards the purple-clothed man with the force of sweeping thousands of troops.
"Bang!"
The man in purple reacted very quickly, without any retreat, and directly waved his cane to greet Chen Dasheng. The impact was deafening, as if two high-speed trains had collided.
The shock wave flattened everything around him, and the ground cracked into fine lines. The powerful reaction force caused Chen Dasheng to fly back dozens of meters, and the man in purple also staggered back several steps.
"You are so powerful, boy, are you an ox?" The purple-clothed man's eyes were full of surprise. The power of Chen Dasheng's stick had obviously exceeded his expectation.
The slightly numb hand tightly held the Great Immortal Stick. Just now, he was obviously at a disadvantage. The man in purple was stronger than him, and he was probably at the level of a martial immortal.
Because he couldn't clearly see the state of the man in purple, Chen Dasheng could only make a simple assessment based on the strength displayed by the other man.
"You're not bad either!" Chen Dasheng replied lightly with a smile on his face, a little more defensive in his heart. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
