Lord Chi was a little hesitant. The arrival of Yanyu Village was so unexpected.
Normally, a force would not waste so much manpower and material resources on an ordinary disciple. If you have this time, it is better to let the people below do other things.
But Yanyu Village did this. They used all the disciples and manpower in the entire villa to find a missing ordinary disciple.
"You wait here to stop them, and I will drain the child's blood as quickly as possible and lock his soul into a magic jar."
Lord Chi waved his hand and signaled to the people around him to go outside quickly and stop those who came in. Otherwise, if an accident occurred, the success would be in vain.
A group of people looked at each other, nodded one after another, and surrounded outside.
"There's someone inside!" With a shout, the disciples of Yanyu Manor had already come closer and faced Master Chi's men.
"Hurry up, we're here, Yu Fei is probably inside!"
There were more and more people around, more than 10,000 people, densely packed, walking out of the fog, a dense darkness.
Seeing so many enemies, I couldn't help but be a little surprised even though Lord Chi's men were generally relatively strong.
"This is... Yanyu Village is coming out in full force. I'm afraid the entire Yanyu Village has been mobilized. Does an ordinary disciple need to mobilize so many troops?" Lord Chi felt that his head was buzzing, and it was a bit insufficient.
Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that there were so many enemies.
"Do it, don't hesitate." Lord Chi winked at the person next to him. The person nodded, raised the knife in his hand, and placed it on the boy's neck again.
The small golden hoop hanging around his neck exuded a faint luster... as if to indicate the arrival of someone.
Buzz~
The golden cudgel broke free from its restraints and turned into a stream of light, flying into the mist.
In the mist, a clean hand stretched out, revealing its blue sleeve, and firmly grasped the small pendant.
"Ruyi...Golden Cudgel." Wang Shuo read the words above and became more and more certain that this boy must be related to Yuxuan.
Or...this boy is a descendant of Yuxuan.
Wow~
As the golden cudgel pendant flew over, bursts of brilliance bloomed from the necklace. The brilliance became more and more brilliant, turning into a stick over one meter long.
The long stick is two fingers wide and very thick.
In the reflection of the metallic luster above, you can see the traces of careful polishing, like golden clouds carved on the stick.
That aura is clearly an innate treasure.
Seeing the breath on the stick, everyone around him looked over.
Who would have thought that an inconspicuous pendant around a little boy's neck could be an innate treasure?
Wang Shuo held the stick and looked at the man in red robes who held the child's hands. He walked over step by step. Lord Chi frowned and finally put down the child in his hand and said, "Do you know what we are?"
people?"
"I don't know." Wang Shuo shook his head, but his pace did not slow down.
"Quasi-Saint Peak? This aura is a bit weak." Red Venerable shook his head, half-smiling but not smiling.
"Is it?"
Qian Wu and Yin Rou'er also came out. A middle-stage saint and a late-stage saint finally made Master Chi somewhat eclipsed.
"Didn't I say that there are only two early-stage saints and one mid-stage saint in Yanyu Village? Why would there be a late-stage saint?"
He was a little confused and had a sullen face, but now, it was too late to give him more time to think about it.
But the strange thing is that these two saints obviously have no intention of intervening, but they are watching a green-robed Taoist at the peak of a quasi-sage challenge themselves?
This is a bit ridiculous.
"How much hatred do they have against you that they would let you come here to die alone." Chi Zun said with a smile.
But Wang Shuo ignored him, still holding the stick in his hand, taking one step, two steps, three steps... and kept getting closer.
The distance between the two gradually became only one foot apart.
Wang Shuo raised his hand, and the intersection of various laws appeared on the stick in his hand.
Even though the stick is an innate treasure, it still trembles and vibrates due to many laws...
It seems like countless things are rushing out of the stick.
"It's really... interesting." Red Lord shook his head, and the coldness on his face became thicker.
"Do you know that what you are facing is not me alone, but the entire Shenxu. If you take action against me, you will be the enemy of the entire Shenxu."
The voice of Lord Chi continued to echo in the sky, but the person holding the stick seemed not to have heard it and continued to smash the stick down indifferently.
The wind came from the pavement, and the Red Lord raised his hand. A small silver-white shield appeared in his hand, and the shield was covered with luster.
He doesn't care about the green-robed Taoist in front of him, a quasi-sage peak, who can break through his defense? Isn't that a joke?
But why were the people around him looking at him as if they were dead?
Lord Chi was a little puzzled. He couldn't understand what was wrong with these people, or were they all fools?
bump!
The stick fell, and the many auras were also exerted on his silver-white shield. At first, there was nothing on the surface of the shield.
But gradually, cracks appeared.
With a click, the cracks spread at an alarming speed.
That shield was an innate treasure, an extremely hard defensive treasure, but this treasure quickly shattered in his hands.
Under that stick, among those many laws, destruction...
He looked at the top of the stick and saw that there seemed to be too many rules?
He carefully distinguished, one kind, two kinds, three kinds... ten kinds, twenty kinds, thirty kinds...
The more and more he counted, he could no longer count them.
What on earth is going on? How come there are so many of these laws?
Is it normal for so many laws to be imposed on a person? Is it possible?
how come?
He opened his eyes wide, and the shield in his hand completely collapsed when his eyes widened, turning into countless fragments and flying out.
Boom~
When the stick hits the hand, one can hear the sound of bones being broken, and the flesh and blood in the hand are destroyed bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Layer by layer, the bones were exposed.
The white bones collapsed, and countless bone powder dissipated in the air.
His innate treasure and that hand disappeared under this stick.
The Red Venerable finally changed his color, even though his face was still full of confusion, he didn't understand how a quasi-sage peak could smash his innate treasure with a stick and destroy one of his arms.
But this did not prevent the fear that appeared in his eyes: "How could you... wait, you can't kill me, do you know what Shenxu is? If you kill me, what will happen to you!"
However, the sound was quickly extinguished under the stick. The arm was broken, then the shoulder, the body, and then half of the person were completely transformed into countless minced meat, bone meal, and wind.