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Chapter 230: The Power of Cursing

"Don't be deceived by this brat. There are many experts in the alliance besides us. Losses are inevitable, but to be as exaggerated as what this brat said is a bit exaggerated."

One of the old men said hurriedly when he saw a few people who were so impatient that they almost got into trouble with Jiuyougu and the others.

He Yufei had no intention of fooling these people. Although there were corpses everywhere he saw, they were all cultivators with relatively low cultivation levels. There must be experts who could guard against the poisonous gas as they went further back. He heard this old man

He opened his mouth, rolled his eyes, and continued shouting:

"Old man, what you said is easy, but you must be extremely anxious in your heart. If you don't believe me? I'll tell you the details of those people's deaths."

The image of the group of people being poisoned to death reappeared in He Yufei's mind, which was somewhat exaggerated. But just as he finished speaking, the Lord of Jiuyou Valley laughed loudly and said in a thunderous tone:

"It must be the divine fire poison of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. This time, the children of your aristocratic families in Asia and Europe will definitely die if they are below the heartbeat stage, haha."

After the Nascent Soul stage old men heard He Yufei's description, they were aroused by the Lord of the Nine Nether Valley. One old man couldn't help but lose his mind again. When the Lord of the Nine Nether Valley caught the opportunity, he immediately cooperated with the remaining formation of the Nine Nether Valley and rolled up to kill him.

A heart-piercing palm, and then fell far to the bottom. He Yufei looked at the convulsing and vomiting blood, and it was obvious that he would not survive. In the competition between Yuan Ying masters, a moment of negligence actually resulted in the loss of body, mind, and spirit. He Yufei felt awe-inspiring in his heart.

, the few remaining old men over there didn't dare to think of rescuing people again. They were all mud bodhisattvas crossing the river now, not to mention that there was one less person, and Jiuyougu and others were suppressed in one

Within the range, passively defending.

"It turned out to be an alliance between Asian and European families. No wonder there are so many people. Now these people look like they are all yellow, so the wave of people behind them should be from the European Alliance."

After he finished the words of the Lord of the Nine Nether Valley, he couldn't help but think about it in his mind. As the founding place of cultivation, Huaxia Kingdom would naturally not be mixed up with the alliance of Asian aristocratic families. But seeing that the three major aristocratic families are all from Huaxia Kingdom, he knew that Huaxia Kingdom

The masters will definitely not give in to the masters from this continent.

Xiao Boyan, an old antique from a cultivation family like the Xiao family in Linxi, who has been passed down for less than a hundred years, has perfect strength in the spiritual silence period. Those families that have been passed down for longer must be perverted, but the number of families may not be as large as that of the Ye family, but there are not many people.

It doesn't mean there aren't a few perverts, otherwise the world of cultivation would have been dominated by the Ye family long ago, and there would be no need to form an alliance between the Chinese families.

After He Yufei saw that the situation was advantageous to Jiuyou Valley, he started shouting in anger. What he said made him feel as if he was the person who had died there just now. Although the old men knew that He Yufei wanted to disperse

They were paying attention, but they couldn't do anything in pain, and they could do nothing to hate He Yufei. However, after listening to He Yufei's screams, one of the old men glanced at He Yufei with sinister eyes and said:

"Boy, if I don't die today, I will kill you!!!"

This sentence resonated with several other old men, and they couldn't help but look at He Yufei hatefully, obviously wanting to remember his appearance clearly to settle the score in the future.

He Yufei was really frightened when he saw these old guys. Being noticed by these old perverts, even the Lord of Jiuyou Valley would probably be afraid of him, let alone him.

But just for a moment, He Yufei's eyes showed a trace of determination. Today, he still insists on using the people from Jiuyou Valley to keep you all here. He Yufei was forced to be ruthless by several people. He is not worried that the master of Jiuyou Valley will do it for no reason.

He had to let a few people go, otherwise the stalemate would not have lasted for so long. Obviously the Lord of Jiuyou Valley also wanted to kill a few people here. After all, if there is one less old pervert, he will lose one point of competitiveness when fighting for the God-given thing.

Not to mention that these old men just wanted to kill their Nine Nether Valley Lord.

His heart skipped a beat, and He Yufei cursed loudly:

"Do you think I'm afraid of you? Come on, come on? If you have the ability, come over now. I'll wait for you. If you don't come, I'll be my grandson."

This time, He Yufei had completely offended those people. The world of cultivation pays more attention to seniority than reputation. Even the world of cultivation in other Asian countries is still like this. Two of them turned green with anger and no longer cared about it.

Image actually started to quarrel with He Yufei, but after being caught by Jiuyougu and others and slightly injuring one person, he no longer dared to be distracted, but he had already torn He Yufei into pieces in his heart.

"Hey, old bastards, why don't you scream? I'm waiting for you, sir? Don't you guys still like to be grandchildren so much? You are so old, I am embarrassed for you, alas, but this

Everyone has his own ambitions, so I won’t force you to do it. If you are willing to do it, then do it. I have a broad mind and will accept you all."

"Fuck, you little bastard will die!"

One of the old men couldn't listen any more, so he stood up and fired at He Yufei. In an instant, the distance between him and He Yufei was reduced to about fifty meters. He Yufei's face turned pale in an instant. He was determined to run away.

However, if his strength is exposed like this, I am afraid that although the people in Jiuyou Valley will not fall out with him, they will definitely not bring him to the place where the god-given thing was born.

As he thought this, his voice condensed again and he shouted:

"My dear grandson, you're here to recognize grandpa so soon? Come on, come on, grandpa, I'll be waiting."

The old man heard that He Yufei was so arrogant when he was about to die. He shouted and rushed towards He Yufei with a palm force. He Yufei calculated the distance of the palm force in his mind. Just when he was about to retreat, he burst into laughter.

He remembered:

"Little brother, you are so courageous. Don't worry, I, Feng, will be recognized by your grandchildren!"

After He Yufei heard the laughter, he took back his steps. The master of Jiuyou Valley was really timely, so he also said loudly:

"Thank you very much, Lord Jiuyou Valley, for saving your life. These unfilial grandsons of mine look so irritated. Why don't you give some of them to the Lord of the Valley to shine your shoes and wash dishes?"

"Haha! Very good."

The Lord of Jiuyou Valley laughed again, and with a movement of his handsome body, he knocked back the old man who was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. At the same time, some people from Jiuyou Valley separated and intercepted and killed the old man. Several old men over there

Seeing that something was not going well, they rushed to the rescue. If they didn't save them, it would be impossible. If one more person died, they would all be in trouble here.

But even so, the old man was slapped hard several times by the people from Jiuyougu behind him. With the help of his palms, he returned to the old guys. In an instant, he vomited a lot of blood and appeared.

He must have been seriously injured.

He Yufei could see clearly now that an old pervert in the Nascent Soul stage was beaten by several people together until he vomited blood and flew away. This shows that the strength of everyone in Jiuyou Valley is extremely strong. It is indeed a sect that was not affected back then.

The disciples of this sect are extremely powerful in combat.

After the old men caught the injured old man, one of them said eagerly:

"Old Shi, how is your injury? Can you still fight?"

The old man surnamed Shi was quite angry. He swallowed a mouthful of blood and looked at He Yufei fiercely and said:

"war!"

On the other hand, He Yufei, after receiving another evil look from the old man, couldn't help shouting again:

"Oh no, it turns out your surname is Shit. Forget it, why are you glaring at your grandpa? Do you want Shit to die? Hey, you guys have to take good care of this piece of shit. You look at this guy with jealousy.

Your neck is thick, isn’t it uncomfortable to hold it in? Are you constipated?”

"Wahahahaha..."

When He Yufei said these words, coupled with his innocent look behind him, not only the master of Jiuyou Valley couldn't help but laugh bitterly, but also the younger ones in Jiuyou Valley couldn't help laughing.

This time, the old man surnamed Shi was only half angry to death. After hearing everyone's loud laughter, a bloody sword popped out. Then blood flowed out from all his facial features. The next moment, he fell to the ground with a thud.

The breath of life has been cut off...

He Yufei's scolding was so powerful that he even scolded an old pervert in the Nascent Soul stage to death. He Yufei looked at the old man lying on the ground and sighed in his heart, face kills people, now seeing is believing.

As the old man surnamed Shi fell to the ground, the laughter of everyone in Jiuyou Valley stopped abruptly. They couldn't help but stare blankly at the old man's body. It was obvious that they had not expected that a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage would be provoked by a child.

dead.

But the other old men on the side also had dumbfounded expressions. It was a bit too grievous for this damn person to die. If future generations ask, what should they say? Are they angry to death? Embarrassed to death? Or are they ashamed?

Cursed to death?

For a moment, the scene was frozen, and everyone couldn't help but focus on the old man surnamed Shi who had caught a cold after burping.

"Ah! Boy, come on!"

Everyone was in a daze when they suddenly heard a roar. It turned out that one of the old men had come to his senses and attacked He Yufei angrily. After hearing the roar, the Lord of Jiuyou Valley looked at the distance between the old man and He Yufei.

There was only less than twenty meters left, and I couldn't help but secretly say in my heart: "Oh no."

After He Yufei was brought back to his senses by the roar, he saw that the roaring old man's ferocious face was only a moment away from him. He didn't even think about it, and didn't even think about mobilizing his mental power. He just relied on **

With such strength, his legs jumped sideways.

The roaring old man didn't expect He Yufei, who was in a daze, to react so quickly and fly away in less than a second. His palm actually flew past He Yufei's clothes.

However, the palm force at the Nascent Soul Stage caused He Yufei to fly away. He vomited out blood in mid-air, and no one knew how many bones in his chest were broken. After the inner force of the palm force gradually disappeared from the body, He Yufei

Only then did he feel that the mountain-like pressure in his chest disappeared. He was secretly glad that fortunately the old guy had used all his strength, otherwise the old guy wouldn't have been able to fly out just now. Now he is not dead.

What a blessing among misfortunes.


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