The woman's words shocked Xiao Yu and others. The woman could tell the origin of the wooden sword just by looking at it, and she also said that it was not from a ghost tower. This ability was not something ordinary people could possess.
For a moment, Xiao Yu thought that these people might be people from the Yang world. They had heard about him, so they revealed Mu Jian's identity.
But when I think about it, I think it's impossible. I and others are all wearing human skin masks. Even if they come from the Yang world, it's impossible for them to see through their disguises at a glance.
"Your Excellency has good eyesight. Since you know that the wooden sword in my hand is extraordinary, you should give way earlier. If not, don't blame my men for being ruthless!"
Xiao Yu flicked his finger on the wooden sword, and the wooden sword flew up and floated above his head.
"Haha, you are very loud. The Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword has a good reputation, but I don't believe it. I will compete with you today to see whose sword is more powerful."
The leader of the old man looked up to the sky and laughed, and then with a movement of his body, he rushed directly into the air, with an extra jade plate in his hand.
"Just come down and try."
The jade plate was patted lightly in the opponent's hand, and the originally scorching heat in the sky suddenly became cool.
"Banban..."
The old man shouted loudly and threw the jade plate in his hand away. The jade plate circled in the air, turned into a meter long, and slapped it down towards Xiao Yu.
"Hmph, you have the form of the Eight Immortals, but you don't have the power of the Eight Immortals. Uncle Cao Guo is one of the Eight Immortals in ancient times. If he sees you like this, your body and soul will be destroyed."
The jade plate is the magical weapon of Cao Guojiu, one of the Eight Immortals. The other party imitated it, but it has its own shape and is naturally inferior to its power.
Seeing the jade plate coming, Xiao Yu calmly threw out a punch, directly colliding with the opponent's weapon.
Suddenly, a yellow demonic energy rolled out from the jade plate and swept towards Xiao Yu!
But as soon as the yellow demonic energy came within one meter of Xiao Yu's body, it instantly dissipated without hurting him at all.
Click...
The jade plate rushed over and directly collided with Xiao Yu's fist, but then it was shattered into countless pieces.
"This... a young monk?"
The jade plate shattered, making the old man frightened. He backed away quickly and shouted loudly at the same time.
When the other immortals heard about the young monk, they all became commotion and seemed to be a little panicked.
"There are many of us, let's all come together."
A man holding a flute flew out, put the bone flute to his mouth and played it gently.
The melodious and smart sound comes from the bone flute, making people feel peaceful in their hearts.
Immediately, the woman carrying the flower basket also flew into the air, spinning the flower basket in her hand, releasing a stream of evil energy that swept down towards Xiao Yu and others.
But where Xiao Yu and the others stood, white light surged from their bodies, and no matter how the flower basket was dragged, they did not move at all.
Lotuses, gourds, fans, and all kinds of magic weapons from the Eight Immortals flew out one after another, including Xiao Yu and others.
Xiao Yu and the others surrounded the city, looking at the roaring wind and dust covering the sky. Indistinctly, lotus flowers bloomed one after another, and green lotus leaves surrounded them one by one.
"They have some skills. They copied the magic weapon of the Eight Immortals in ancient times in a very good way."
Guan Tianyue smiled and nodded, his face full of admiration.
"It does look a bit like it, but if it really is the treasure of the Eight Immortals, we're afraid we'll be dead in no time!
Don't look at it, everyone, be careful if the boat capsizes in the gutter and the magic weapon is taken away."
Xiao Yu held the mahogany sword and looked at the colorful magic weapons above his head. Unavoidably, there was a little excitement in his heart.
Although these magic weapons are just ordinary things, they are valuable in their subtlety, and they are very different from the ordinary evil-expelling things in the Yang world.
"Let's attack together, retreat from them first and then talk."
There are so many magic weapons hovering in the sky, and they are also great monsters that have successfully transformed into monsters. Even Xiao Yu and the others need to be careful when dealing with them.
"Look at the sword..."
Guan Tianyue jumped up, and a green long sword flew out of his hand, sweeping towards the magic weapons.
The cyan sword trailed the white aura, and the moment it flew out, one changed into two, two into four, and in the blink of an eye it turned into eight flying swords.
Eight flying swords roared out, like thousands of troops rushing towards those magic weapons.
But those magic weapons were not ordinary. When they saw Guan Tianyue's flying sword rushing towards them, each one of them emitted bursts of demonic energy to block the flying sword.
Boom...boom.
Qinglong tapped his waist drum lightly, and ripples swept out in all directions.
The ripples rushed out, and after Guan Tianyue's flying sword, they collided with the yellow demonic energy of the Eight Immortals of the Sand Sea again.
For a moment, the yellow demonic energy of several magic weapons quickly retreated back, and the flying swords also approached forward.
"For a moment, it turned out that this great demon in disguise was indeed extraordinary. No wonder he dared to pretend to be the Eight Immortals."
Qinglong looked at several magic weapons rushing towards him again, then shook his arm, and a black shadow as long as his thumb flew out quickly, and flew directly into the sky without anyone else paying attention.
Xiao Yu took out a small black clock behind a few people and kept shaking it in his hand.
The small bell rang, and the Eight Immortals in the sky suddenly felt dizzy, and the magic weapon they controlled began to shake.
But it only took a moment. The fat man holding the banana fan among them was the first to wake up.
"There is something wrong with the little clock in the Taoist's hand. Take it away first."
The fat man shouted loudly, waking everyone up, and then another flying sword flew towards Xiao Yu.
Looking at the unusually handsome man who controls the flying sword, he must be the big demon dressed up as Lu Dongbin.
"Haha, good come."
Xiao Yu laughed loudly and quickly threw out the small clock in his hand, and then several spiritual lights popped up one after another. The small bell suddenly began to grow in size, and streams of light poured out from the small clock, illuminating the surrounding area in a golden color.
However, when Xiao Yu was preparing to meet the opponent's flying sword, the flying sword suddenly turned a corner, rushed directly behind him, and stabbed Mo Cheng.
Mo Cheng had no magic weapon to protect him. If he was hit by a flying sword, he would definitely be killed on the spot.
"Mo Cheng be careful..."
Feijian's sudden turn towards Mo Cheng scared Xiao Yu into a cold sweat.
"Haha, little Taoist priest, I'll take your life first."
The handsome man laughed arrogantly, because the flying sword was now only two meters away from Mo Cheng.
"The ideal is very full, the reality is very skinny, just these two times like you, I really don't know how you have survived until now!"
Like a bolt of lightning, Xiao Yu arrived next to Mo Cheng in one step. In desperation, he directly waved his hand and struck the opponent's long sword.
"Huh, you're looking for death."
Only a bang was heard, and the long sword flew away under Xiao Yu's slap, but Xiao Yu's hand was also cut with a long bloody gash.
"How is that possible? Why is your hand fine? This is impossible."
I thought I would cut off Xiao Yu's hand with a sword, but it only made a small wound, which shocked the handsome man opposite.
Xiao Yu looked at the wound on his hand and frowned slightly. His body was still not strong enough, and he still didn't dare to take risks in the face of such an aggressive magic weapon.
"Go to hell..."
In the distance, a big fat man holding a banana fan waved hard at Guan Tianyue, and a strong wind swept him directly towards him like a storm.