Chapter 1383 The extremely aggrieved alien old man
Lu Yu frowned and said to Feidao, "Don't say too much, let's fight quickly!"
"Yes!" Yu Fei's three disciples responded in unison.
"Feng Tian Yida!"
"True Crystal Dragon!"
"Mu Chen strikes!"
In an instant, a huge flaming sword, a crystal clear dragon and a cyan wooden hammer all struck in the direction of the alien hunchbacked old man.
At the same time, Lu Yu also displayed his super sword skills, with sword energy flowing freely.
The hunchbacked old man was severely depleted at this time, and with a slightly ferocious expression on his face, he directly used his martial soul black pearl to greet him.
'Boom, boom, boom!'
The four attacks of the three holy kings and a half-step indestructible man really hit the martial soul of the hunchbacked old man. The purple runes on the surface of the soul orb shook violently, the brilliance was slightly dim, and the hunchbacked old man's face turned pale.
, a mouthful of blood rushed up to his throat, but he managed to suppress it.
While shouting angrily, he took back the soul bead. Just as he was doing something else, a green three-edged thorn suddenly and quietly appeared behind his head. The hunchbacked old man felt a pain in the back of his head. A faint light flashed across his forehead.
There was already a bloody hole in the middle, the look in his eyes was gone, and his body fell from the air.
This cyan three-edged thorn was secretly released by Ye Xuan while the hunchbacked old man was not paying attention.
This thing was obtained by Ye Xuan from Ancestor Wanyan, who had even successfully attacked an Immortal Saint.
Lu Yu saw it clearly from the side and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Beautiful!"
boom!
At this moment, the hunchbacked old man's head exploded, and a black light figure flew out of it. In an instant, it flashed ten miles away, and it was the hunchbacked old man's soul.
His Yuanhun glanced behind him with a shocked and angry face, opened his mouth again and spat out a stream of black light, which turned into billowing black flames and enveloped the Yuanhun, flew out into the distance, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Ye Xuan frowned. The old man's Yuanhun escaped very quickly. If he continued to pursue him, some of his trump cards would be exposed. Therefore, he did not continue to pursue him. Instead, he waved his hand and sent out a ray of light, which rolled up the old man's ring.
, turned around and landed on the flying boat.
The huge black tower of the hunchbacked old man lost its owner's support, and soon the black light shrank sharply, spinning and falling down.
Lu Yu waved his hand and took the black tower into his hand. He glanced at Ye Xuan not far away and saw that he didn't even look at it, so he put it into the storage bag on his waist.
This black tower weapon is very powerful and can trap other people's weapons. If you can use it for your own use, you will have an extra weapon against the enemy in the future.
Ye Xuan did not collect it because he had already obtained two alien storage devices.
"I knew that Ye You was no ordinary martial artist, but I didn't expect that I still greatly underestimated Ye You's strength." After the danger receded, Lu Yu calmed down and walked to Ye Xuan in a few steps. Although he looked calm, his eyes were deep.
How could Ye Xuan hide that trace of awe that was hidden everywhere?
Lu Yu paid his own way, even if he faced the strong foreigner alone, he would never be able to kill him with just a few swords, not to mention that this man's fighting methods were obviously very diverse.
"We'd better leave here as soon as possible." Ye Xuan said with a slight smile.
Lu Yu nodded, fired a beam of light, and the flying boat flew forward again.
At this moment, Fu Xiaoyue, who was following Lu Yu, showed a bit of girlish charm, but looked at Ye Xuan with a mixture of awe and confusion in her eyes.
In her mind, her master was already extremely powerful, but the title just given was obviously commensurate with that of a peer.
The two brothers Yu Fei and Yu Jia were also amazed. They were both at the peak of the Saint King Realm. To them, Ye Xuan was like a mist. Although he was standing beside them, he felt like he was separated by a galaxy.
Not a level.
"As long as we enter the Biquan Sect's sphere of influence as soon as possible, we should be able to get rid of the Wuli clan's entanglement." On the flying boat, Lu Yu said, sitting cross-legged and meditating, taking a pill to restore the source of energy.
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Deep in a certain cave of the Wuli tribe, there is a deep and secret room.
There were more than a dozen thick torches stuck on the four walls of the room, and the bright yellow flames trembled at the top, making the entire secret room shadowy.
In the middle of the secret room, in front of a round stone table, a thin old man with black hair and black beard is sitting. He is wearing an ocher robe. One hand is placed on the stone table, and the fingers of the other hand are rhythmically placed on his knees.
The ground tapped lightly.
The bridge of his nose is high, and his eyes are staring straight ahead at the deep-set eye sockets. His long, thin face with many wrinkles looks uncertain under the firelight.
Right in front of it, a bronze mirror the size of a human head was suspended in the air, reflecting the soul of a hunchbacked old man.
"So, not only did you two fail to bring me back, but one of you died and the other's body was destroyed?" The skinny old man stopped tapping his fingers and asked.
His voice was unusually hoarse and seemed very rough.
The soul of the hunchbacked old man visibly trembled, and he quickly replied: "To the Thirteenth Ancestor, this is not because we are incompetent, but because the human boy is too powerful and weird. He seems to be just a perfect Saint King.
But when it suddenly takes action, the combat power it displays..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the skinny old man: "You have a lower level of cultivation than you, but you killed Li Qi easily?"
"Yes...yes. Not only that, this person possesses a powerful Buddhist combat skill. In front of his Buddhist combat skill, my soul vine is like a paper-made clay sculpture. It turned into powder when hit by it.
, Moreover, he has so many methods that it is impossible to guard against him, a kind of sneak attack..." The hunchbacked old man's soul couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he said angrily and aggrievedly.
In a careless move, he was unexpectedly attacked by the opponent and his body was destroyed. It was really frustrating.
After hearing the hunchbacked old man's narration, the skinny old man seemed to be lost in thought and remained silent for a long time.
The hunchbacked old man saw that the skinny old man had not made any sound for a long time, and his heart became even more frightened. He couldn't help but fall to the ground and said in a trembling voice:
"Thirteenth Patriarch, what my disciple said...everything he said is true, there is absolutely no exaggeration or deception."
The skinny old man remained speechless. After a long while, he said leisurely: "Okay, trash, you don't need to take care of this matter."
After that, without even looking at the hunchbacked old man, he casually flicked his hand, and the picture on the bronze mirror dimmed and disappeared.
"You dare to kill me Qi'er, even if you escape to the Biquan Sect? I will skin and tear you apart to pay tribute to my Qi'er's soul." The skinny old man suddenly sat up straight, with a ferocious face, and said through gritted teeth.
The next moment, his eyes fell on the bronze mirror again, and a mysterious light penetrated into it.
Suddenly, ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror, like water waves touching it, and then another picture appeared.
In the picture, there was a tall middle-aged man. He smiled and said, "What kind of wind is it today that you suddenly contacted me?"