Taking a deep breath, Sima Nu turned back to look at his children and grandchildren behind him, and looked at Yin Xuege solemnly again.
"Of course, Huo Zheng..."
Sima Nu looked at Yin Xuege with a complicated expression, and then quickly became cold and ruthless, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "When you lose, I won't kill you, I will only chop off your limbs and shave your body."
The five senses will send you back to your ancestors."
Yin Xuuge smiled and twitched his fingers at the young man wearing Qilin soft armor.
The young man strode forward, covering a distance of more than ten feet in one step, and rushed in front of Yin Xuuge in a few strides. He punched Yin Xuuge in the face. A thick ball of rustic air enveloped his fist, and the punch
It was like a meteor falling from the sky, bringing with it a heavy and unusual sense of oppression.
"Sima Xiongying, I'm here to fight you!"
As the young man roared, Yin Xuege roared, and purple fire spewed out from every pore. He quickly turned into a purple fire man, with three purple lotuses circling and flying above his head. Thick purple flames emitted.
There was a terrifying high temperature. As soon as Sima Xiongying approached Yin Xuege, his hair and eyebrows were burned by the high temperature. He screamed strangely, the ground beneath his feet shook, and his body quickly retreated backwards.
The soft armor on his body lit up, and a Qilin roar sounded from the soft armor, and strands of yellow air spurted out, forming a Qilin shadow around him, blocking the terrifying heat emanating from Yin Xuege's body.
Yin Xuege looked at Sima Xiongying, flicked his finger, and a ray of fire shot out, like an arrow, piercing through the Qilin's shadow, piercing Sima Xiongying's right shoulder, and burning most of his shoulder to ashes.
One arm almost fell off the body.
"The lower seventh-grade Yasheng is vulnerable to a single blow!"
Yin Xuuge looked at Sima Nu proudly, snorted coldly, and pointed to a young man who was standing next to Sima Xiongying just now: "It's your turn."
When Sima Nu saw Yin Xuuge's body covered in firelight, he almost jumped up. But he forced himself to sit on the big chair motionless, his cold and indifferent face twitching fiercely: "Okay, okay
, Okay, I see you are only a thousand years old. You are already a sixth-grade sub-sage... Don’t your ancestors know the risks of hair plucking to encourage growth?"
The children and grandchildren behind Sima Nu started cursing.
"What a good boy, you are so cruel. Aren't you just relying on your cultivation to bully others?"
"A sixth-grade Yasage who is less than a thousand years old? How many magical elixirs did your ancestor waste on you?"
"Ah, what use can a sub-sage who has been promoted by external forces do? His foundation is not stable. Even if you can show off your power for a while, your future will be ruined."
"Isn't that right? Our cultivation is all gained on the battlefield, fighting with demons from outside the territory with swords and swords. Our foundation is solid. Our cultivation is unparalleled. Relying on our own foundation to break through bottlenecks is the real strength.
!”
A group of Sima Nu's children and grandchildren were making a loud noise, but Yin Xuege ignored them and just raised her finger at the young man just now.
The young man's face turned a little pale. His strength was a little higher than that of Sima Xiongying, but he was only as strong as a seventh-grade Yasheng. The gap between seventh-grade and sixth-grade was really not something that could be easily bridged.
Sima Xiongying held his burned shoulders and howled miserably. The young man looked at Sima Xiongying who was dripping with sweat, and suddenly trembled. He didn't even dare to look at Yin Xuege.
Yin Xuuge laughed, nodded to Sima Nu, and sneered contemptuously: "No wonder the ancestors asked me to bring greetings from the ancestors. I feel that the children and grandchildren of Lord Sima Nu are all such cowards? Such weaklings.
, it really disgraces the face of our Sima Saint Clan!"
Sima Nu's face suddenly sank. He had lost the face of the Sima Saint Clan. This evaluation was so heavy that he did not dare to bear it. Only an immortal like him, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, knows about the so-called 'Saint Clan'.
The full meaning is not only glory and dignity, but also blood and terror.
With a "clang" sound, Sima Nu drew his sword, stood up, and with a twist of his body, he split the young man who dared not fight into two pieces with his sword. The long sword pierced the young man's eyebrows, completely killing his soul. Sima
Nu sat back on the big chair with a smile on his face and nodded to Yin Xuuge: "This guy is not my descendant, Sima Nu."
After saying this, Sima Nu also looked around, as if looking for someone hiding in the dark.
Yin Xuuge snickered in his heart. It seemed that the people pretending to be Sima's clan and bringing greetings from their ancestors to Sima Nu really scared Sima Nu. He knew full well that there was no master monitoring behind him secretly.
But Sima Nu would never think so.
It is estimated that in Sima Nu's heart, he must have felt that there were secretly ambushing many masters who were far more powerful than him, and they were all watching this challenge with cold eyes. This was the reason why Sima Nu killed his grandson with a sword, and only one of them escaped in the face of the battle.
The crime of "not daring to face the enemy" was enough for Sima Nu's family to be expelled from the Sima Saint Clan, expelled from Mutao Guard and demoted to casual cultivators.
A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance wearing a lion's armor walked forward slowly. He glanced at the two broken bodies on the ground, and smiled sullenly at Yin Xuege: "Boy, I, Sima Baiju, have come to meet you.
you."
Yin Xuuge smiled and nodded to Sima Baiju. The fire around him suddenly surged forward, condensing into three fist-sized purple fire thunders on his chest. With a push of his palm, three fire thunders shot out quickly.
He blasted towards Sima Baiju.
Sima Baiju roared, his armor lit up, and dozens of crisscrossing black light curtains entangled in front of him, firmly blocking the incoming fire and thunder. Amidst the loud noise, Sima Baiju was struck by the fire.
Submerged, the raging fire spread out in all directions, and was offset by the sudden light of the ban at the edge of the school grounds.
Sima Baiju burst into flames and rushed in front of Yin Xuuge, with his whole body covered in flames. He was less than three feet away from Yin Xuuge.
He gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice: "Flying Eagle is my only son! You killed him!"
Amidst the roar, Sima Baiju opened his mouth and spit out a flying knife, bringing a ray of cold light towards Yin Xuege's neck and strangled him. The distance between the two was so close, and the flying knife flew so fast, Sima Baiju's face twisted into a smile.
He stood up and yelled "Zhong".
A bit of fire light spurted out, and the red flame lotus platform was suspended in front of Yin Xue Ge. The fire light spurted out one after another, tightly wrapping the flying knife. Yin Xue Ge pointed out, and the fire light on the lotus platform rolled back inward.
The knife was rolled into the lotus platform to suppress it.
Sima Baiju's eyes widened and he stared at Yin Xuege as if he had seen a ghost. That was his natal flying knife, which had been tempered for thousands of years. He was a low-level sixth-grade sub-sage. In terms of strength,
He said that he and Yin Xuuge were equally powerful. What kind of treasure must this lotus platform be to be able to easily suppress his flying knives?
"go!"
A green light flashed in Yin Xuuge's sleeves, and Shifang Chaodu suddenly attacked, smashing Sima Baiju's lion armor to pieces.
Before Sima Baiju could react, eighteen fire thunderbolts struck him in succession, shattering all of Sima Baiju's defenses and causing blood and flesh to fly out from his chest. More than a dozen of his ribs were shattered.
, vomiting blood in embarrassment and flying back with flames all over his body.
Sima Nu shouted. He jumped up and caught Sima Baiju. He hurriedly clapped his hands to extinguish the flames on his body. He poured down several life-saving pills and a bottle of spiritual fluid specially designed to treat burns.
On Sima Baiju's chest, Sima Baiju finally twitched, took a breath and groaned in pain.
Before Sima Nu could speak, another middle-aged man had already strode towards Yin Xuuge.
As he walked, he smiled sternly: "Among the Sima Saint clan near Mutaowei, there are two families who practice fire-attribute skills. They have a grudge against us, Mutaowei. They have been suppressing us, and even forcefully suppressed us.
The only ones who have suppressed our family so much that Mutaowei has been unable to be promoted to the Earth-level Acropolis for thousands of years are the Sima family of Xianji Town."
Looking at Yin Xuege coldly, the middle-aged man sneered: "I, Sima Baixiong, did I say something wrong?"
Yin Xuege was suitably surprised. He widened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and then smiled uncertainly. He looked around and said with a smile: "Sima Baixiong? Are you ready? Please!"
Sima Baixiong shook his head, pointed at Yin Xuuge and sneered: "You don't admit it? Then you admit it! Xianji Town. Xianji Town, I, Mutao Guard, will remember your great kindness. Boy, you
Haven't you given your name yet?"
Yin Xuuge was silent for a while and shook his head: "According to the rules, I don't have to give my name. If I win, Mutao Guard is mine, so you will naturally know my name; if I lose, I will forget it."
The result of leaving here alive and returning home... Haha, I will never exist in this world. Why do you know my name?"
Sima Baixiong looked at Yin Xuege deeply and snorted coldly: "That's right, it makes sense. So, please!"
When he spoke the word "please", Sima Baixiong let out a long roar. His whole body was surrounded by the rich earth-yellow aura. With the crunching sound, his body quickly petrified. In just a flick of his fingers, he became
An earth-yellow giant standing three feet tall.
With a wild laugh, Sima Baixiong waved his hand, and a huge boulder roared from the sky and crashed down on Yin Xuege's head.
"Boy, this is the secret technique of "Wutu Golden Body" that I, Mutao Guard, captured from the demon outside the territory 30,000 years ago. As long as I set foot on the earth, I have endless power. Try me...
"
Sima Baixiong's words were interrupted by Yin Xuuge's violent attack.
Yin Xuuge didn't care about the boulder falling above his head. He roared, and with his body surrounded by flames, he rushed towards Sima Baixiong. His hands were close to Sima Baixiong, who became extremely stiff and unable to move after his body turned into earth and rocks. Suddenly, his palms sprayed.
Countless purple fire thunders appeared.
"Blast, blast, blast, blast, blast!"
Flames rose, thunder roared, and Sima Baixiong's huge body was blasted into the air, thousands of feet above the ground. Yin Xuege flew into the air, bringing a ray of fire to catch up with Sima Baixiong, clinging to his
Three hundred and sixty thunderbolts were sprayed out from his back and palm in succession.
Sima Baixiong's back was blasted with earth and rocks flying everywhere, and with a painful howl, his huge body fell straight down, even faster than the meteorite he summoned, and he fell heavily on the school field.
Countless rays of forbidden light flashed on the ground of the school ground. Sima Baixiong's impact did not damage the ground at all. Everyone heard the large cracking sound coming from his body. This heavy impact made Sima Baixiong proud of his body. The earth-gold body was almost shattered.
Sima Nu had just revived Sima Baiju, but another son was seriously injured. He hurriedly took out the elixir and rushed towards Sima Baixiong. Yin Xuuge had already fallen down, smiling broadly and waving his fingers at the stunned children and grandchildren behind Sima Nu. .
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