Looking at the proud disciple who fell to the ground uncontrollably, Yu Mugong suddenly stood up. In addition to shock and anger, there was also a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.
Because the bald young man in black clothes opposite didn't move at all. Oh no, he seemed to have turned his eyes and glanced at Fu Bai just now. Is it because of this glance?
"Are you a pulse refiner?"
When Yu Mugong turned his gaze back to Yun Xiao, he suddenly guessed a possibility, his face became extremely ugly, and he subconsciously asked.
"It seems that you are not stupid, but your disciple is far inferior to you!"
Yun Xiao did not deny that all he needed to deal with an ant of a third-grade immortal was just a look. As his cultivation level improved, he became more and more comfortable in using the power of his soul ancestors.
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
After getting the answer he wanted, Yu Mugong's aura became a little more violent again. Compared to the deputy sect leader Xi Song, he undoubtedly valued his proud disciple more.
Fu Bai broke through to the level of a third-grade immortal at a young age, and was trained by Yu Mugong as the next master of the Songjian Sect. Unexpectedly, he died inexplicably on the third floor of the White Deer Tower today.
At this moment, all Yu Mugong was thinking about was how to avenge his disciple. Although the bald man in black in front of him could kill Xi Song, a seventh-level immortal, he might not be his opponent.
You must know that Yu Mugong was able to become the master of the Songjian Sect because of his cultivation as an eighth-grade immortal, and he had already gone a long way at the level of the eighth-grade immortal.
"I take it you are the one seeking death, right?"
Yun Xiao stared coldly at the master of the Songjian Clan opposite, and heard him say softly: "I'll give you one last chance. If you just retreat, I can spare you the entire Songjian Clan!"
Hearing what the bald man in black said, Yu Mugong almost laughed out loud.
Is this guy just here to make a joke? He killed the deputy sect leader of the Songjian Clan and his most proud disciple, but he still wants the Songjian Clan to turn a blind eye?
If Yu Mugong really does this today, I am afraid that Songjianmen will become the laughing stock of this area in a few days, and even its status in the Tieshan Sect will plummet.
Even if the boy in black in front of him is really an eighth-grade immortal like himself, Yu Mugong has never thought of settling the matter like this, which is related to the majesty of Songjian Sect and even the great cause of Qianqiu.
"Boy, if Yu's men don't kill unknown people, please name them!"
Yu Mugong took a false step, violent power surged through his body, and he heard a low drink. Although he was asking Yun Xiao's name, in fact he wanted to find out which family sect this guy came from.
Since the boy in black is so ruthless, it is not his fault alone. Yu Mugong wants to find out the background behind him and uproot him again, so that he can eliminate his hatred of killing his disciples.
"Those who are about to die do not need to know my name!"
Yun Xiao still didn't get up, but these words clearly broke the last heartstring of Yu Mugong, and the anger in him seemed to be overflowing.
"Shameless talk!"
The pulse energy in front of Yu Mugong's body surged, and it seemed to form the shadow of a slightly weak giant pine tree. It looked quite majestic and spectacular, but it only attracted a sneer on Yun Xiao's face.
"Take my punch and I will spare your life!"
When this voice came from Yun Xiao's mouth, his figure suddenly moved, and almost in an instant, he was in front of Yu Mugong, and the illusory pine tree shadow seemed to not exist.
"not good!"
Such a fast speed made Yu Mugong feel a little alert. However, just when he wanted to dodge, he felt dizzy.
Even though this slight faint happened only for a moment, just half a breath, Yu Mugong had already woken up, but when he sensed the power pouring in, his face finally turned pale.
Bang!
A loud noise was about to be heard, and Yu Mugong's entire body was knocked backwards by Yun Xiao's punch, and then smashed the other window on the third floor of Bailu Building, and finally fell somewhere outside, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Bailu Tower is the most famous building in Bailu City, and it is adjacent to Bailu Square. It is also a must-visit place for outside cultivators. At this moment, many cultivators are surrounding Bailu Square, admiring the white jade deer statue.
Wow!
Suddenly, a shattering sound came, attracting everyone's attention to follow the sound.
I saw an old figure coming out of the broken window on the third floor of the White Deer Building, and finally fell hard on the White Deer Square. By coincidence, it happened to be at the feet of the huge white jade deer statue.
"Huh? That person seems to be...it seems to be..."
One of the cultivators around Bailu City vaguely saw the old man's appearance, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it before, and he was a little anxious.
"It's Mr. Yu Mugong, the master of Songjian Sect. He was beaten out?"
Another cultivator, who obviously knew Matsujian Gate better, followed the previous person's words and told a fact, which immediately caused a series of gasps.
"It's indeed Yu Mugong!"
At this moment, all the cultivators who were drinking and eating meat in the White Deer Tower poured out of the building because of the huge movement.
When they saw the motionless old man, their expressions were even weirder than those of the cultivators outside.
Especially those middle-grade immortal cultivators who were on the second floor of White Deer Tower just now were even more horrified. After all, they saw the master of the Songjian Gate ascending to the third floor with their own eyes, but they didn't expect something to happen so quickly.
If the man with the bald head and black clothes was kicked out of the White Deer Tower, they would definitely not be so shocked. But now, it is the master of the Songjian Sect who is kicked out of the White Deer Tower. This is a result they never expected.
Who is Mr. Yu Mugong? A majestic eighth-grade immortal, but now he is lying under the white deer jade statue like a dead dog. It seems that even his breath is inaudible, and he simply does not know whether he is alive or dead.
"Lord Master..."
At the door of Bailu Tower, a fat figure trembled uncontrollably. It was the old shopkeeper of Bailu Tower. One of his cheeks was still very red and swollen.
At this time, the old shopkeeper suddenly heard some words from the bald man in black.
He had only listened to the words as jokes before, but now, he knew that those words were definitely not groundless.
The Master of the Songjian Sect of the Eighth-Rank Immortal Master was beaten until he was alive or dead. How far had the bald young man in black still on the third floor reached?
At this moment, the old shopkeeper was really on the verge of tears. Bailu Tower was really unlucky today. He who originally thought he could make a fortune finally understood what misfortunes and blessings depend on.
The sudden change became even more bizarre after many cultivators from Bailu City recognized the identity of the master of Songjian Sect.
And when they turned their attention away from the unknown Yu Mugong, they all gathered on the third floor of Bailu Gate, where a figure in black loomed.
"Huh? He's not dead yet?"
Yun Xiao, who was standing by the window on the third floor, didn't pay attention to the eyes that contained various thoughts, but had a look of surprise on his face.
Because under his powerful soul induction, the master of the Songjian Sect was still breathing a sigh of relief.
To be honest, in a battle of the same level, the chance of a human cultivator surviving a blow after being caught unawares by Yunxiao is close to zero.
That's why Yun Xiao made the bold statement just now, "I'll spare your life if I take the next punch." Now he couldn't help but have a hint of embarrassment on his face, secretly thinking that the cultivators of Liyuan Realm should not be underestimated.
However, according to Yun Xiao's induction, even if Yu Mugong could still save his life, the meridians in his body were severed, and even his Dantian was shattered by the punch just now. This powerful eighth-level immortal king was completely disabled.
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Sometimes, falling from the clouds of a strong cultivator may be more painful than being killed directly.
When he thought of this, Yun Xiao felt balanced in his heart. Such a useless person could not pose any threat to him anymore.
"Huh? You actually have a back-up plan?"
Just when Yun Xiao sensed Yu Mugong's aura, his powerful soul power suddenly fluctuated, and he suddenly cast his gaze in a certain direction, and then, a sneer appeared on his face.
Because according to Yun Xiao's induction, with Bailu City as the center, there seemed to be some obscure and powerful auras all around, and one of the auras was even a bit more majestic than the master of the Songjian Sect just now.
Such a feeling made De Yunxiao feel a little wary in his heart, and his figure swept out from the third floor of the White Deer Tower. Then he lifted up his energy and leaped to the top of the White Deer Tower, as if he was a high-ranking immortal.
"Cough...cough!"
After such a period of time, Yu Mugong, the master of the Songjian Sect who had just fallen motionless on the square, finally coughed out two mouthfuls of blood, letting everyone know that he had not yet breathed his last breath.
I saw Yu Mugong holding on to one of the white jade deer statue's feet and barely standing up, staring at the tall figure in black, his eyes filled with extreme malice.
Because Yu Mugong knew that although he still had a breath, the eighth-level immortal he was was gone forever. The severed meridians in his body and the shattered Dantian made it impossible for him to practice any more.
Unless Yu Mugong can find those top divine level pulse refiners in Liyuan Realm, there may be a glimmer of possibility.
But he is just the leader of a small sect in a remote area of the Southern Region. What qualifications does he have to make those god-level pulse refiners take action?
All of this was caused by the boy in black whose name he didn't even know. The hatred in Yu Mugong's heart at this moment was like an endless stream of water.
But Yun Xiao, who was standing on the top of the White Deer Tower, didn't care at all about the resentful look of a useless man.
The power of his soul is overflowing, and he has already begun to sense the danger in the dark. This is what he needs to face most at the moment.
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