Yuwen Xiaobao had also heard of this technique, and he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but just from what the old man in gray said to himself, he could tell that this Nine Heavens Fire Technique was not simple!
What kind of Nine Heavenly Fire Sword can be condensed?
"The sect master's magical power is unparalleled! The sect master has eternal life!!" Wugang's body was trembling, he knelt on the ground again, and kowtowed three times.
This bastard Wugang!
Yuwen Xiaobao was mistaken.
Previously, Yuwen Xiaobao really admired this Wugang, because this person could actually fight against the existence of Grandma Xue Pan in this second level of Immortal Body with only his level of the first level of the Immortal Body, and he still had the upper hand in every aspect!
In fact, the reason why Yuwen Xiaobao liked this Wugang so much before was because the fight in this Wugang just now contained an unreasonable arrogance!
This makes Yuwen Xiaobao feel very happy!
But now, this bastard is bending his knees again and again in order to survive, but there is still a trace of the previous one!
I wipe it!
"Get up." The white-haired old man waved to Wugang indifferently, then turned around, looked at the sky, and said slowly:
"Come out, why are you still staying up there at this time?"
Well......
Yuwen Xiaobao swallowed secretly and looked sideways at the old man in gray. The old man in gray immediately floated down to the ground with Yuwen Xiaobao with an expressionless face.
"Untie me, master! Let's beat him together!" Yuwen Xiaobao was imprisoned by the old man in gray. Apart from turning his neck when speaking, Yuwen Xiaobao could no longer move at all.
"Master?" The white-haired old man looked at the gray-clothed old man in surprise, smiled and said:
"What? The fifth junior brother has also taken away his disciples? He brought his disciples back to the sect at a time like today. Needless to say, he must have returned with the intention of competing for the position of the sect leader."
"That's right! Anyone from the Ruyi Sect can compete for the position of the sect leader!" The old man in gray took Dou Yuan away as he spoke, released Yu Wen Xiaobao's restraint, and said:
"Are you allowed to fight against each other for the position of the sect leader and not allow me to come back and get a share of the pie?"
"Family members are killing each other?" The white-haired old man was not angry. Instead, he deliberately repeated these four words, smiled again, and said:
"I am here to clear out the rebels in our sect. You should have seen clearly from behind the clouds in the sky. It was the third and fourth sons who worked together to defeat the boss, and I also survived."
Holy shit!
They say I have a thick skin, but compared to these damn immortal bodies, my thickness is nothing!
"Hehe." The old man in gray chuckled softly and stopped arguing. He suddenly looked at Wugang aside. Wugang's expression changed. He didn't know what to do for a moment.
"Who are you helping?" The old man in gray clothes stared at Wugang.
If you want to kill this white-haired old man, you must first kill this Wugang.
But if we want to kill Wugang first, we must separate these two people first!
Just kidding, after all, this is a level of existence in the first level of Immortal Body! After all, one less opponent will increase your chance of winning!
"Um!"
Seeing Wugang's hesitation, the white-haired old man snorted coldly, which frightened Wugang into a panic. He hurriedly ran away in another direction, neither toward the white-haired old man nor toward the gray-clothed old man.
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"Hehe, he is really a smart man." The old man in gray clothes smiled sinisterly.
Now that there is one less opponent in the first level of Immortal Physique, there is only one more chance of winning the battle against Tianmang Sword.
"Hmph! Lao Wu, do you think you two masters and disciples can seize the position of the leader of the Ruyi Sect from me?" The white-haired old man said to himself and shook his head:
"How powerful is the Nine Heavens Fire Sword condensed from your Nine Heavens Fire Art? I really want to fight you right away."
While talking, the white-haired old man glanced at Yuwen Xiaobao and looked away.
An existence at the eighth level of the First Yuan does not need infusion at all. It can be easily killed by stretching out a finger.
Of course Yuwen Xiaobao can’t ask for it!
The less you care about me, the safer I will be.
Besides, if you two are fighting at the level of gods, I can't help you even if I want to.
So this old bastard shouldn’t call me again?
Because even if he is called, for a being in the third level of the Immortal Body, an eighth level of the First Yuan is nothing!
Maybe it’s not even worth it!
The old man in gray clothes also glanced at Yuwen Xiaobao, curled his lips, and said: "Stand away." As soon as he finished speaking, the old man in gray clothes frowned again, and turned to look at Yuwen Xiaobao:
"Boy, if my master's game is really over, would you like to collect my master's body and bury it?"
Yuwen Xiaobao was startled. He really didn't expect that the old man in gray would ask such a question.
The white-haired old man was also slightly stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said:
"What happened to the fifth junior brother, who has always been arrogant and arrogant and only regards God as the number one and me as the number two? What happened today? Why are you making arrangements for your funeral before you even take action?"
The white-haired old man joked heartily:
"Fifth Junior Brother, don't worry. Since this boy is your disciple and a member of my Ruyi Sect, I can promise to spare his life after your death and bury him for you!"
The old man in gray clothes ignored the white-haired old man, but still stared at Yuwen Xiaobao, as if he was still waiting for Yuwen Xiaobao's answer.
"Master, don't worry, as long as the second uncle spares the disciple's life, the disciple will definitely fulfill his responsibilities as a disciple."
"This guy is so smart, Second Junior Uncle? Haha!" The white-haired old man laughed loudly:
"Okay, with just these three words of "Second Senior Uncle", Second Senior Uncle will promise you that he will definitely spare your life later!"
"Thank you, Second Master!" Yuwen Xiaobao slightly arched his hand towards the white-haired old man.
The old man in gray clothes slowly turned his head, and the white-haired old man also became serious. The two looked at each other, and murderous intent gradually filled their eyes!
Yuwen Xiaobao hurriedly stepped away for a distance.
Just kidding, two immortal-level fights should be fought far away from each other. What if something happens to them?
"You and I have been separated for decades, and today we are reminiscing by using our strongest fighting skills to fight against each other!" The white-haired old man spoke slowly, and his empty palms became dense.
Dou Yuan, Dou Yuan gradually elongated and deformed, and finally transformed into a bright knife.
Tianmang knife!
Yuwen Xiaobao knows that this thing is the Tianmang Sword!!
"Okay!" The old man in gray clothes was unreasonable. He raised his right hand and Dou Yuan activated it. A red Dou Yuan slowly rose from the palm of his hand. Dou Yuan gradually changed and finally appeared and extended a handle.
The sword comes.
The body of the sword is completely red, exuding the light of flames! (To be continued...)