Elder Niu's fist was like a huge star, piercing the sky and setting off violent air currents, turning everything in its path into powder.
"Quickly retreat!"
The faces of the fourth elder and the fifth elder changed drastically. They didn't even bother to repair their physical bodies. The two souls quickly tore open the void and got in.
At this moment, Elder Niu's fist punched into the void crack.
"ah--"
"ah--"
Two shrill screams rang out, and the spirits of the fourth elder and the fifth elder were shattered by fists.
When the body dies, the path disappears.
"You two want to kill my master, who will die if you don't?" After Elder Niu finished speaking, his legs went weak and he almost fell down.
Ye Qiu quickly stepped forward and supported Elder Niu.
He understood that this was the sequelae of using Hercules Fist.
"Can you still hold on?" Ye Qiu asked.
"It's not bad." Elder Niu said, "As long as I rest for a while, my physical strength will be restored."
Ye Qiu couldn't help but think that he would find a way to help Elder Niu make up for this shortcoming in the future.
The Herculean Fist consumes too much physical strength. Elder Niu has only mastered two punches so far. After two punches, the physical strength is almost exhausted. If the enemy is not killed with two punches, or new enemies appear, it will be dangerous.
At this time, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, and a torrential rain of blood fell.
When the saint dies, heaven and earth cry.
Ye Qiu supported Elder Niu and landed on the ground.
Master Changmei came over and said excitedly: "Brother Dali, you were too fierce just now. You hit two saints to death with one punch. This record is enough to dwarf the strong ones in the same realm, awesome!"
Bullshit?
Elder Niu glanced down at his crotch, quickly tightened his legs, and looked at the long-browed man with a strange look.
I thought to myself, does the Taoist Priest have any special hobbies?
very scary.
Ye Qiu noticed Elder Niu's expression and explained with a smile: "In our secular world, Niu Bing means a person who is very powerful."
"So that's it!" Elder Niu scratched his head, a little embarrassed.
"Little bastard, I have a suggestion." Master Changmei said: "Since Wuji Tianzun sent people to set up an ambush here to deal with us, then we should give him a surprise, take advantage of the victory to attack, and destroy a few cities of the Yin Yang Sect."
"I think Taoist Master's suggestion is good." Elder Niu said: "While Wuji Tianzun doesn't know what is happening here, we can still kill a few city lords."
Ye Qiu shook his head: "This is inappropriate."
"Dali hasn't recovered his strength yet, and attacking rashly will only put us in danger."
"I think we should get out of here right now."
Master Changmei advised: "Little bastard, I..."
"This matter is not negotiable, hurry up and leave." After Ye Qiu finished speaking, the Xuanyuan Sword hidden in his left eye vibrated again.
Third warning.
"Let's go quickly, I'm afraid it'll be too late if you don't go." As Ye Qiu spoke, he helped Elder Niu and prepared to leave here.
Just then, a cold voice sounded.
"Ye Changsheng, you can't leave."
Immediately afterwards, the void opened and a strong wind blew out.
Every wisp of wind was blood-colored, like a peerless sharp blade, cutting through the void, and suddenly the sky and the earth were filled with a bloodthirsty atmosphere.
The fishy smell is tangy.
The next second, a ball of blood mist appeared.
In the blood mist, a figure stood. His face could not be seen clearly, and he could only feel the cold murderous aura.
"Boom!"
A foot stepped out of the blood mist, and the sky shook.
"who are you?"
Ye Qiu was shocked.
Although he could not see through the cultivation level of this person in the blood mist, but based on the power of this person coming out of the void crack, he could guess that this person's cultivation level was definitely not weaker than that of the saint.
Even stronger than the two saints that Elder Niu beat to death.
Until this time, Ye Qiu finally understood why Xuanyuan Sword warned three times.
It turns out that the danger is here!
"Hoo~"
A strong wind blew away the blood mist, revealing the true face of the visitor.
I saw him with a majestic figure, wearing a cold iron battle suit, with black light shining like a god.
His face was very young, but his face was whiter than a piece of paper, as if he had never seen the sun in a thousand years.
He looks handsome, and his red hair is very enchanting, as if it were stained with blood.
His eyes were like jet-black gems, very expressive, but without any emotion.
"This red-haired monster doesn't look simple." Master Changmei whispered: "Brother Dali, what kind of cultivation level does this red-haired monster have?"
Elder Niu replied in a deep voice: "He is very strong."
"How strong is it?" Master Changmei asked: "Is it as strong as you?"
"Stronger than me." As soon as Elder Niu said this, Ye Qiu and Master Changmei's hearts sank.
They are very aware of Elder Niu's strength. Among ordinary saints, there are probably not many who are stronger than Elder Niu.
Now Elder Niu says that the red-haired guy is stronger than him, which can only mean that this person's cultivation level is probably beyond that of ordinary saints.
"Trouble, trouble, little bastard, think of how to escape!" Master Changmei panicked.
"It's better to give up the idea of escape. In front of me, you have no chance to escape." The red-haired guy stood in the void and said condescendingly.
Ye Qiu no longer hesitated and took out all the magic medicine harvested these days and handed it to Elder Niu.
"Take it quickly to restore your strength." Ye Qiu said.
Master Changmei also understands that in this current situation, whether they can leave here alive or not, their greatest hope lies in Elder Niu.
He was no longer stingy, and took out three magic medicines, handed them to Elder Niu, and said, "Brother Dali, I'll give these to you too, so you can recover your strength quickly."
Elder Niu said nothing, silently swallowing the magic medicine and regaining his strength.
Ye Qiu was a little worried. He was afraid that the red-haired guy would prevent Elder Niu from recovering his strength. In order to delay, he asked the red-haired man: "Are you from the Yin Yang Cult?"
"That's right." The red-haired man said, "Introduce yourself, Yin Yang Cult, Blood Slave!"
Why does this name sound like a slave?
"What is your status in the Yin Yang Sect?" Ye Qiu asked.
The blood slave said: "The leader is my master."
He is indeed a slave.
Ye Qiu asked again: "Have you been here for a long time?"
"Yes." The blood slave responded coldly.
Ye Qiu was confused. Since he had been here long ago, why did he show up now?
"Do you know that I will kill Su Wuming?" Ye Qiu asked.
"Witnessed it with my own eyes." the blood slave replied.
Ye Qiu said: "So, you saw two elders of your Yin Yang Sect were beaten to death just now?"
"Watch the whole thing." The blood slave's voice was still emotionless, like a cold machine.
This made Ye Qiu puzzled. Since this guy had been here a long time ago, why didn't he rescue Su Wuming and the two elders of the Yin Yang Sect?
"Is there any conflict between you, Su Wuming, and the two elders?" Ye Qiu asked.
The blood slave replied: "No."
"Then why did you just watch them die without rescuing them?" Ye Qiu couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.
"Why should I rescue them?" the blood slave said confidently: "Master didn't give any orders."
