Chapter 1090 An old friend from a thousand years ago
The old man looked octogenarian and looked decrepit.
But he is still tall and tall, with a strong spirit, and his skin and complexion are as crystal clear as jade, as if he has regained his youth.
The chiseled face is full of vicissitudes and ups and downs in life, and the clear and bright eyes contain the wisdom to understand the mysteries of heaven and earth.
Even though he is old, it can still be seen that he must have been a handsome and martial arts genius when he was young.
He walked steadily on the soft grass. His green robe was spotless, and he wore a linen belt around his waist.
She has long gray hair, with two green jade hairpins stuck in her temples, scattered around her back and down to her waist.
He looked at the Demon Commander Ming Ye with calm eyes, frowned slightly, and murmured to himself: "The demon clan's evil obstacle?"
His tone was cold and indifferent, with a hint of murderous intent.
The Night Demon Marshal stared at him closely for a few times, and when he noticed his strength and aura, he immediately narrowed his pupils.
After hesitating for a moment, he said in a cold tone: "Old man, this matter has nothing to do with you, please get out of the way!"
Obviously, he was also wary of the green-robed old man's strength and did not want to create any complications, let alone conflict with him.
However, the old man in green robe raised his eyebrows and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Hehehe... This is the land of Zhongzhou. How dare you, a demon, to cross into our clan's territory? How can it have nothing to do with me?
Besides, I want to kill demons, why do I need a reason?"
As he spoke, he slowly raised his palms, and dark cyan brilliance gushed out from his body.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The surging dark green light suddenly flew in all directions and fell around the valley.
In the blink of an eye, the dark green light condensed into a light shield with a radius of thirty miles, covering the entire valley.
This area was immediately sealed off and controlled by the old man in green robe.
On the meadow in the valley, the endless grass, flowers and trees immediately retreated like a tide, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.
The Night Demon Marshal secretly clenched his fists, accumulating surging magic power in his body, and his whole body lit up with a dark cold light of death.
"Old man, do you really want to be my enemy?"
He drank in a cold tone, full of warning.
The old man in green robe didn't seem to hear what he said. He dusted his sleeves to himself. A green light flashed in his palm, and a dark blue wooden stick as thick as a child's arm appeared.
The wooden stick was completely green, with a few branches sprouting out, just like the branches broken off from a tree just now.
But this seemingly ordinary dark blue wooden stick is anything but ordinary, not even an ordinary thing.
He held the dark green wooden stick in his right hand, patted the palm of his left hand gently, and said expressionlessly: "I haven't used my Wuya stick for many years, so I will use it to practice with you today."
When he finished speaking, he shook his right hand and swung the Wuya Stick towards the Ming Ye Demon Commander.
Although the two of them were thousands of meters apart, Ming Ye Mo Shuai felt as if the green wooden stick was hitting his head.
He was about to use his energy to resist and cast a spell to counterattack, but six dark cyan sword lights appeared out of thin air above his head.
“Bang bang bang bang!”
The Dark Night Demon Commander was caught off guard and was struck by six dark green sword lights on the spot, causing a dull loud noise.
A deep crater with a radius of ten miles was blasted out of the dark brown fertile land, splattering dust all over the sky.
The extremely violent dark green sword light blasted the Night Demon Commander into the ground, where he lay at the bottom of the pit in a state of embarrassment.
The black light demonic energy that protected him was all shattered by the dark green sword light, and even the Jiuyou battle armor he wore left six dents.
Although Jiuyou's battle armor was not cut apart, he was also injured internally, and black demon blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.
He struggled to get up, his eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the Wuya stick in the hands of the old man in green robes, and shouted in a low voice: "What kind of magic weapon is this? Can it hurt my commander's Jiuyou battle armor? This is impossible
, absolutely impossible!”
The Night Demon Commander's greatest reliance is the Jiuyou Battle Armor he wears.
According to legend, this is a battle armor taken from the Nine Netherworld Mansion. Although it is not a divine weapon, it is better than a divine weapon.
The seemingly ordinary wooden stick in the hand of the old man in green robe did not look like a carefully refined magic weapon at all, and it could actually leave dents on the Jiuyou battle armor.
How incredible is this?
The green-robed old man raised his brows and said expressionlessly: "Nine Nether Battle Armor? Can it block my Wuya Stick? Yes, it seems that your status in the Demon Clan is very high!"
As he spoke, he rushed to the side of Demon Commander Ming Ye in a flash, picked up the Wuya stick again, and hit Demon Commander Ming Ye hard.
His charging posture and the way he wielded the wooden stick looked like a mortal fighting, simple and rough.
There are no moves at all, let alone fancy movements, light and shadow.
But such a simple and unsophisticated attack made the Night Demon Commander feel like he was facing a powerful enemy, his eyes were extremely solemn.
"You...you have actually reached the half-step Yuan Shen realm and are about to cross that threshold?"
While feeling horrified in his heart, he immediately released endless black mist demonic energy to hide himself.
"call out!"
His figure flashed, teleported thousands of meters away, and escaped from the huge pit.
However, the old man in green robe also followed him like a ghost and hit him on the head with a stick.
"Bang!"
Amidst the deafening loud noise, the Dark Night Demon Commander was knocked backwards and flew twenty miles away, hitting the dark green light curtain at the edge of the valley.
The black helmet he was wearing was deeply dented by the impact, revealing a deep groove as wide as a palm.
The terrifying impact broke his neck and bones, making him dizzy and almost unconscious.
The Night Demon Marshal suddenly became even more frightened and could not believe the result.
He quickly got up from the ground and used his secret skills to reconnect the broken neck bones.
Seeing the old man in green robes chasing after him with a Wuya stick, he did not dare to stop at all and quickly flew into the sky, just wanting to escape.
The old man in green robes flashed with light, teleported five miles away, and caught up behind him.
"Try my new swordsmanship, chase the soul with one sword!"
Although he was talking about swordsmanship, he was holding the Wuya stick in his right hand and smashed it hard against the back of the Demon Commander Ming Ye.
Vast green light surged out from the Wuya Stick, condensing into a giant blade of green light that was a hundred meters long, tearing the sky apart instantly and striking the Ming Ye Demon Commander with a bang.
"Bang!"
There was another dull loud noise, and the Night Demon Commander was knocked out again, rolling and falling towards the entrance of the valley.
The black armor on his back left another long and narrow dent, and the internal injuries became more serious.
However, the Jiuyou Battle Armor blocked most of the power for him, so this injury was nothing to him.
He fell to the entrance of the valley with a "plop", and waved his palms without hesitation, unleashing his lifelong skills to create two black rays of death.
Two black-light sharp blades slashed at the green-robed old man and the green-light sky at the entrance respectively.
The old man in green robe was not afraid at all. He waved the Wuya stick and spread the blue light all over the sky, blocking the invasion of the black light blade.
The black light blade suddenly collapsed and exploded into fragments all over the sky.
But he was also knocked back a thousand meters by the violent force before he could stand firm.
After he stabilized his body, he saw the dark blue sky being torn open by another black light blade.
The Dark Night Demon Commander transformed into a streak of black light, swished through the gap, escaped from the valley as fast as lightning, and flew away into the distance.
"Still want to escape?" The old man in green robe frowned and chased after him with murderous intent.
But at this moment, Zangtian's voice came from the broken sword in the corner of the valley.
It used its soul to transmit messages and shouted to the old man in green robes: "Little Ye Zi, don't chase, it's more important to save people!"
Suddenly hearing this voice, the old man in green robe suddenly stiffened and stopped in his tracks.
He turned his head with difficulty to look at the corner of the valley, and murmured with disbelief: "Burial... Burial in the sky?"