"Is it him!? Why did he show up?"
Of course Ye Nanhai and the middle-aged Taoist recognized the person in front of them as Yu Liancheng.
Especially the middle-aged Taoist, who once fought against Yulian City with the help of the Five Volume Heavenly Book and was seriously injured by it, so he has a deep understanding of the strength of the person in front of him.
"Didn't Wang Shusheng and Butcher go to stop him? These two people are both strong men above the fifth realm, especially Butcher, who is a monster who has survived the eternal night. Even if they are not Yulian City's opponents, at least they can Stop him for a while, wait..."
The middle-aged Taoist suddenly came to his senses and looked at the huge figure that had crashed into the Taoist temple earlier. Who could he be if he wasn't a butcher?
But at this time, the butcher's clothes were all in pieces, there was a fist mark on his chest, and his sternum was almost collapsed. The huge body kept shaking, like a mountain in an earthquake. His breathing was rapid and messy, like a dilapidated old bellows, which was constantly being pumped by its owner. His breath was weak, and he was vomiting blood. He was obviously suffering from severe injuries.
The butcher was already like this, so Wang Shusheng would probably be even worse off, and might even have been beaten to death.
"Ahem, Red Fish has seen Mr.
Ye Hongyu held on to his injuries and bowed to Yu Liancheng.
She was just swaying, and if Yu Liancheng hadn't held her arms up, she would have stumbled to the ground.
"Redfish has embarrassed sir."
Ye Hongyu lowered her head, her long hair hanging down, covering her pale cheeks.
In her heart, she seemed to regard Yu Liancheng as a teacher-like existence.
"It's not you who are embarrassed, it's the three guys who attacked you. The more bully the less, the bigger bullies the smaller. But it doesn't matter, I will take action,"
Yu Liancheng injected the majestic and gentle Qi into Ye Hongyu's body, causing the pale face to gradually turn rosy. He turned his eyes to look at Ye Nanhai and the middle-aged Taoist, and said with a smile: "You take action first, because as soon as I take action , you will have no chance to take action. Therefore, you only have one chance to take action."
"Stop talking big words."
Ye Nanhai snorted coldly.
The Taoist robe seemed to be on fire, and his whole person seemed to be on fire.
He practiced the Xiling Divine Art of the Supreme God, and what was burning at this time was the purest Haotian Divine Brilliance.
Ye Nanhai, who had already stepped into the fifth realm, was full of energy. Even though he knew that the person in front of him was not easy to deal with, he was not timid at all.
Haotian's divine brilliance condensed into a bright phoenix, unfolded its gorgeous wings, let out a roar, and rushed toward Yulian City.
The light in the Taoist palace shone brightly, and the temperature suddenly increased. The tables and chairs with prosperous carvings turned into ashes in an instant, and the white wall tiles melted as soon as the fire phoenix passed over them.
The middle-aged Taoist's expression was solemn, and he quickly formed seals with his hands to form a sword of light.
It's just that this sword of light is filled with a cold feeling, as if it was taken out of thousands of years of ice.
Whoosh! The sword of light flew close to the ground. Wherever it passed, layers of cold white air surged out from the ground, condensing into pieces of ice crystals.
The fire phoenix stirred up blazing hot wind, and the sword of light chilled the bones. The two seem to be completely opposite, but they are both of the same light, complement each other, and their power is even higher. And in the entire Taoist palace, there are nine levels of heat and cold.
Yu Liancheng's sleeves were rolled up in the air, and a vortex-like portal seemed to form in front of him, swallowing up everything around him like a black hole, filled with majestic suction force, as if even pipelines could be sucked into it.
The Fire Phoenix and the Sword of Light were no exception, throwing themselves towards the whirlpool. A slender white palm poked out from the whirlpool, and with a casual grab, the fire phoenix and the sword of light collapsed and shattered.
The full-strength attack of the two men above the fifth level was easily resolved.
"You guys took action, then...it's my turn."
Yu Liancheng opened his palms, overwhelming the two of them.
The three of them stood dozens of feet apart, but Yu Liancheng's attack seemed to ignore the spatial distance, and the force of his palm was so huge that it actually trapped the two of them.
At the same time as they took action, a strange fluctuation invaded the minds of both of them.
The two of them suddenly felt the connection, and suddenly they felt a hand descending from the vast sky, generated by the clouds, a vast and majestic sound.
Dangdang, who didn't know how to cover thousands of miles, grabbed the two of them.
Based on the experience of the middle-aged Taoist and Ye Nanhai, they naturally know that all this is an illusion, similar to the spiritual attack of a telepathy master. However, this feeling is too real, and no matter how driven by their telepathy, they cannot break the illusion in front of them. environment of. Looking at the vast hand getting closer and closer, the two of them could not help but tremble and turn pale.
A big hand swept casually.
Just like crushing two insignificant ants, the two people exploded and turned into blood mist and dispersed.
In the white Taoist temple, the middle-aged Taoist man and Ye Nanhai had red eyes, let out a shrill wail, spurted blood from their mouths, staggered two steps, and fell to the ground, unaware of their identity.
"I said, if I take action, you will have no chance to take action." Yu Liancheng looked at his slender and perfect palm and sighed softly.
In this world, it is a common method to attack the opponent's sea of consciousness with mental power.
After Yu Liancheng's Jingshen Dao absorbed the practice system of this world, it has almost reached the point of being weird and unpredictable, turning falsehood into reality.
What damage is caused in the illusion can even be reflected in the real world. To deceive the spirit is to deceive the body.
"Yu Liancheng, take another blow from me."
The butcher, who was adjusting his breathing and recuperating from his injuries, suddenly let out a roar, pulled out his meat knife, and slashed at Yu Liancheng.
This sword has been devoted to the terrifying cultivation of the Butcher for tens of thousands of years, but there is no terrifying sight like the roar of the sword and the overwhelming force. But there was a faint layer of red light on the blade, and black cracks were drawn in the void wherever the blade passed.
Yu Liancheng stood calmly and looked calm.
The five fingers rotated, and suddenly he made a fist and shook his fist.
The fist is like a sacred mountain, and the panic is like the power of heaven.
The fist and the light of the sword collided together. After a moment of lag, a stream of majestic energy was released in all directions. The entire Taoshan began to shake. Ye Hongyu felt his scalp numb and kept falling back, and had to use his skills. withstand.
"Be careful behind you." Ye Hongyu's expression suddenly changed.
Whoosh!
The moment Yu Liancheng received the butcher's knife, a figure suddenly appeared behind Yu Liancheng.
The person who came was holding a wine flask in his hand, and he looked quite dashing, but his attacks were sharp and ruthless, filled with murderous intent.
He pulled out a sword from the gourd and suddenly stabbed Yu Liancheng in the back.
The visitor is an alcoholic.
The drunkard and the butcher have been with each other for tens of thousands of years. The relationship between the two is closer and more familiar than the so-called lovers, brothers, or father and son.
When the butcher noticed the aura of the drunkard, he poured the remaining cultivation power into the knife to provide the drunkard with an opportunity.
And alcoholics will naturally not miss this opportunity.
So, there was this scene in front of me.
"Perhaps there is no need for that little girl at all."
When the drunkard was overjoyed, his expression immediately froze.
The tip of the sword penetrated the black clothes and pierced the skin, and then made a "ding" sound of gold and iron, and could no longer gain an inch.
"Are you tickling me?"
Yu Liancheng turned his head and looked at the drunkard coldly.
For some reason, the drunkard, an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
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ps: This volume is almost finished. The next volume should be 03 A Chinese Ghost Story, which is based on Liaozhai, the one about Xuanxin Zhengzong, Yinyue Dynasty, and Drawing the Sword and Cutting the Sky. I originally wanted Jiudingji, but it didn’t seem to suit me.
