However, the most surprising thing is the identity of this barefoot male cultivator.
Under the command of Wushu Demon Ancestor!
There are twelve Demon Ancestors in the cultivating demon guild of Fuxing Palace, all of them are powerful in the cave. They can be said to be the mainstay of Fuxing Palace. However, among the twelve caves, Wushu Demon Ancestor can even rank among the top in terms of strength. Third, although he has many disciples, not many can be called demons. The barefoot male cultivator calls himself a wandering soul demon, and he may have some true inheritance from the ancestor Wu Tu Demon.
I only heard that Wutu Demon Ancestor has a magical power called "Boundless Escape Technique". If you practice it to the extreme, you can travel between heaven and earth at will. If you leave a demonic sign anywhere in the world, you can move to the place where the demonic sign is in an instant. , completely unrestricted by any restrictions! Such magical power can be said to have endless uses, whether it is used to save one's life or for other purposes.
Looking at the methods used by this barefoot male cultivator, I am afraid it has something to do with this magical power!
They only paid attention to Xin Moruo, but they didn't know that such a figure came today. Everyone only thought that he was Xin Moruo's subordinate!
And all the barefoot male cultivators have this status...
The monks' eyes wandered over Yu Tu and the cold young man, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts.
Only the female cultivator in blue from the Hunde Formation sect looked wary. Thinking of what the barefoot male cultivator said, she couldn't help but be frightened and frightened. With the precedent of Junior Sister Cao, these Fu Xing disciples would definitely be eager to take action once they take action. Put the opponent to death. She is not a formation cultivator of the Killing Formation. If she makes up her mind to take action... she really doesn't know what her chances of winning are.
"Junior sister Xinyi."
Hearing the call, Fang Xinyi, the female cultivator in blue, suddenly trembled. She turned around and looked at the person who came. It turned out that the Hunde disciple who was the leader of this group was now walking over on meteorite scissors in order to protect her safety. Knowing that his senior brother had already cultivated the Dharma Body, and that although he was not a disciple of the Killing Formation, he had also studied a lot of fighting formations, Fang Xinyi felt relieved and called his senior brother softly.
However, this Hunde disciple's eyes were always on Fan Ju, guarding against his sudden attack. When he heard Fang Xinyi's voice, he shook his head and whispered: "This person is difficult to deal with, junior sister, retreat quickly. "
The person with the highest level of cultivation in this field had spoken, and Fang Xinyi knew that he was definitely no match for Fan Ju. After weighing the situation, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and look at the Lihuo Lingshu, turning back the curtains with hatred.
After seeing her give up the fight, Fan Ju finally gave up some of his murderous intentions, grinned at the Hunde disciple, and surrendered the meteorite scissors in front of him, and then tilted his body, leaning rather wantonly. Lie down and be so happy and flamboyant!
Of the three disciples of his sect, one was almost killed, and one was unable to follow up. Fang Xinyi’s meteorite scissors were also taken away, and it was all done by someone from Fuxing Palace. Disciple Hunde looked livid and looked at him sternly. Xin Moluo looked, but could only see contempt on the other person's face. The next moment he looked away, he saw the young man with a cold breath standing up in the curtain, his eyes constantly wandering.
Do you want to compete with yourself for the meteorite scissors?
Disciple Hunde snorted angrily, thinking that this guy is really arrogant. He thinks that the formation cultivator is not good at fighting the enemy, so he has the intention of provoking someone to target him. After all, he has already cultivated the Dharmakaya. If the opponent does not overestimate his own capabilities, he will not hold back even an inch!
However, the young man jumped up, like a gray shadow melting into the wind, but he was not coming towards the Hunde disciples!
Fan Ju was lying on the meteorite scissors. The young man passed by him and left a sarcastic sentence, "I'm not like you. I bully the weak and fear the strong." After hearing this, Fan Ju just smiled, curled his lips and cursed an idiot secretly, and raised his head again. At this moment, he saw a gray shadow following the wind, attacking and killing Zhao Chun.
The young man came very quickly, and he was close to Zhao Chun in the blink of an eye. He said in his heart that it was nothing more than that, and was about to raise a cruel smile. In an instant, he saw the light of the sword like a shadow, so fast that it was impossible to catch it with the naked eye. The silvery light It flashed before my eyes, causing my face to tingle a little.
Like a flying rainbow, like a wandering cloud, it is intermittent and has no residual image, only blooming with divine light for a moment.
The young man only had time to make a scream vibrate from his throat, but the sound suddenly stopped the next moment, leaving a faint sound of breath.
The sword energy passed across his waist, drawing out a flying blood line, and then dripping blood!
Fan Ju's expression suddenly changed, and he jumped up to catch the young man's body. Before becoming a dharma body, even if the True Infant cultivator suffered such severe injuries, his life would be in danger. The cold young man was split into two by the sword energy. He may have to use life-threatening things to treat him in time and reconnect the physical body in order to barely save his life. But in the future, there will be no hope for breakthroughs.
He had just taken one step when a sword shadow came over and hit the meteorite scissors under his feet. Even such a treasure made a buzzing sound and began to tremble continuously when it touched the sword energy. , Fan Ju had to stabilize his body and once again used all his strength to suppress the extremely frightened Li Huo aura!
There was silence everywhere. Elder Qiu, who was standing with his hands behind his back in the air, looking like an old god, now had his lips pressed tightly and his eyes were shining brightly.
Obviously, he has seen that the reason for the trembling of the meteorite scissors is that the strange fire inside has been disturbed. This is not something that ordinary sword energy can do!
Seeing that Fan Ju was stopped by Zhao Chun's sword energy, and most of the cold young man's aura had dissipated, Yu Tu felt anxious, and was about to take action, when a clear voice came from beside him, with a tone that sounded like a smile but not a smile, and said: "Would a smart person like fellow Taoist Yu Tu go out to seek death?"
She turned around and met Guan Boyan's smiling eyes. She heard him say: "I can't stop Zhao Chun's sword. If you are brave, fellow Taoist, you can try it yourself."
While talking and laughing, the cold young man had lost all his energy. His lips were slightly opened, his eyes were dull, and a group of souls with shimmering light emerged from the center of his eyebrows, and floated towards Fan Ju in great fear. However, this time Fan Ju did not Reaching out his hand, Fan Ju only waited for Zhao Chun to look away, hinting at his promise, before he grabbed the Yuan Shen in front of him and put it away with a seal.
One sword!
Killed a true infant with just one sword strike!
Everyone under the dharma body is of the same level, not to mention the endless methods of monks. Everyone has a life-saving trump card. Therefore, it is easy to judge victory or defeat, but it is not easy to distinguish life and death. The disciples of Fu Xing Palace died so tragically. He didn't have the strength to fight back, and he was afraid that Zhao Chun would defeat all methods with one sword before even using any means.
Zhou Jingwei's pupils shrank sharply, and the memory in her mind suddenly returned, and she exclaimed: "Zhao Chun... you are a disciple of Zhenyang Dongtian!"
This reputation is not inferior to that of Zhao Yan. In the past, the masters and disciples of Zhenyang Dongtian were all the most vicious among the vicious, so everyone pricked up their ears and looked surprised.
"Who do I think it is? It turns out to be a disciple of the great master Hai Qing, but I don't know it because I don't have enough experience." The Taoist nun from Yunque Mountain raised her eyebrows, but she held the magic sword in her hand and held it. Sword salute, said, "Disrespect!"
Then he snorted softly and said: "If you are right, this person's method of chasing the wind and making shadows should come from the sect of Demon Lord Feizhe. I heard that Demon Master Feizhe was slashed by Master Zhantian with a sword." I lost half my head, almost lost my fortune and my life, and now my disciple has been killed by fellow Taoist Zhao Chun."
"Hmph," Taoist nun Yunqueshan's lips curled up slightly with a pleased expression, "They are really of the same origin."
Yunque Mountain: The way of Yin and Yang, endless changes
(End of chapter)
