Chapter 508: Fierce Battle (Part 2)
"Thank you, Great Elder, for your kindness, but I still have important matters to attend to. I really can't go to the Seven Star Palace." It was obvious that Yi Xifeng was ready to fight to the death.
"Elder Ma, what nonsense are you talking to him? As long as you catch him, you won't be afraid of not finding the saint." Zhou Yang's purpose was simple, to control Yi Xifeng and threaten Li Xintian.
Ma Danyang didn't ask any more questions, and saw circles of golden flow patterns suddenly surrounding his right hand, and then he gently grabbed it. In an instant, the ground under Yi Xifeng's feet suddenly shook, as if something was coming. Like breaking out of the ground.
In desperation, the fair young man jumped up, and the ground below exploded. At this moment, he saw a large earth-yellow crystal hand rising from the ground and grabbing him in mid-air. It happened to be at this moment. He had nowhere to draw on, and was about to be caught by a big hand.
"Can't hide anymore." Yi Xifeng sighed inwardly.
Suddenly, a green sword slashed out from nowhere, splitting Huang Jing's big hand into two pieces. The fair young man seized the opportunity, stepped on a piece of crystal and jumped into the air, jumping tens of feet away.
Seeing that his winning attack was intercepted, Ma Danyang's eyes narrowed and he immediately looked south.
"Lu Chengsan, I didn't expect you to come with me."
Zhou Yang was also a little surprised. He didn't expect this old guy to be hiding near the Seven Star Palace. This was beyond his expectation.
Yi Xifeng stood not far away and looked towards the south. He had never seen the hall master take action. If Ma Danyang hadn't come out, he probably wouldn't have known who it was.
Then, a figure descended from the sky, and Lu Chengsan was seen wearing a blue Taoist robe, holding a long sword of an inner disciple of the Zhenwu Dao Hall, facing Ma Danyang from a distance.
Yi Xifeng couldn't be more familiar with this outfit. When he was practicing in the Zhenwu Dao Hall, he wore this outfit every day, but he didn't know that Hall Master Lu was dressed like this today.
"Hall Master, aren't you in Di Rong? Why are you here?"
The white-haired old Taoist chuckled and replied: "It's time to settle some grievances. Little friend, you are busy with your business. Just leave this Ma Danyang to the old Taoist."
Yi Xifeng saw that Lu Chengsan didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions.
The white-haired old Taoist turned his gaze to Ma Danyang and said in a solemn voice: "Elder Ma, do you dare to fight?"
"Haha, it's rare for you, Lu Chengsan, to show up once. How can you not accompany me to the end? But this place is not wide enough, so come with me."
Then, the two people disappeared in an instant, leaving a trail of afterimages in the sky. A moment later, they arrived ten miles away.
At this time, Zhou Yang also used all his strength to quickly approach Yi Xifeng.
"Han Yue Liu Guang."
The long blue sword was reflected in the moonlight, and the body of the sword was like snowflakes dancing in the air. The cold air was overwhelming, and the sword arrived first before the sound was heard.
The fair young man looked at the azure flowing light that was approaching quickly in front of him, his eyes slightly solemn. He held the Hanxing Sword and quickly stood in front of his chest. Countless black flames spurted out from the sword, and finally the flowing light collided fiercely. In an instant, the ice The fog exploded, scattering into flakes of snow.
And just when the snowflakes fell to the ground, the ground was frozen. Yi Xifeng had never seen such a weird attack before. He didn't dare to be too strong and quickly retreated behind him. Even though he was in the Po Feng Realm, he felt a strange attack. A cold air penetrated into the bone marrow.
Before the coldness had eased, another stream of light came towards him. At this time, a rock wall rose up in front of the fair young man's eyes, blocking the stream of light.
With a "bang", Liu Guang blasted a fist-deep hole in the rock wall. At the same time, the rock wall was instantly frozen by ice and snow.
Yi Xifeng looked behind her and saw Li Xintian raising his hands flat in front of his chest. The black and yellow aura was flowing around him. It was obvious that she had released the rock wall just now.
"Brother Xifeng, I'm back."
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Outside the Seven Star Palace, a group of strong men holding torches were forming a group, following the leader of the Thousand Miles Gang.
"Brothers from the Qianli Gang, listen up. Now go to the east to see if there are any suspicious ships. Once discovered, report it immediately."
"Yes, boss!"
Afterwards, No. 10 of the Qianli Gang headed towards the east coast in a mighty manner. Of course, Jin Yangnian was among them, but his expression was a little depressed these days. The time when the gang leader beat him is still vivid in his mind. .
Now, his mother has betrayed him and left with someone else, and his father has been quite agitated over the salary issue in recent days, and has punched and kicked his subordinates from time to time. Even his own son, he only treats her with cold eyes when they meet him.
The depressed Jin Yangnian walked aimlessly with the group of people in the gang, and sometimes even got bumped by others without any reaction.
The two disciples in the gang were confused when they saw what was going on, so they started talking quietly to the side.
"What's wrong with Boss Jin these days? Why has he suddenly become so depressed?"
The other person shook his head in confusion, indicating that he didn't know. But the person next to him suddenly became interested and said with a smile:
"Hey, I have some inside information, do you want to hear it?"
The two people's eyes lit up, and then they urged:
"Come on, tell me, tell me."
The man leaned over and whispered: "I heard that the gang leader slapped him that night."
The two disciples in the gang scratched their heads and asked what was going on.
"Then what?"
The man spread his hands, touched his nose and said, "No more."
"That's it?"
"That's it." The man's tone was very sure.
"You were depressed for several days after being slapped? My father almost beat me to death when I snatched a bunch of candied haws when I was a child. Isn't it still alive and kicking the next day?"
"He is the eldest young master. Unlike us, he cannot withstand any big storms."
A few people chatted without saying a word, and soon arrived at the shore.
"You, take a group of people to the north. You go to the south. The rest of the people will continue to follow me. Make sure to search carefully for me. Do you hear me?!"
"Yes, Gang Leader."
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"Run? Haha, where can you run?" In the Seven Star Palace, the Xia Zhe Tang Tang disciple slowly approached the person in front of him with a big sword.
Why don't you kneel down on one knee and let a trace of blood flow from the corner of your mouth? After all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, not to mention that his skills are not suitable for group battles.
Naturally, the Divine Sect has suffered losses as well, so why not use Sheluan's Seven Swords later? Each move is poisonous. Three of them have been poisoned and are currently in a coma.
"If you dare to offend our religion, I will take your head off today!"
Having said that, with a swing of the sword, he was going to behead someone. Why not just flash his eyes, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he was going to crash into the opponent's arms.
The man was shocked, but the knife was already raised above his head. He had no time to swing it down, so he had to use the handle of the knife to hit He Buchi hard on the back, knocking him to the ground.
However, at this time, He Bu Zai's "Changqu" soft sword had already been dispatched, directly stabbing a bloody hole in the opponent's abdomen.
"Lip kiss!"
(End of chapter)
