But Yuwen Zhouyuan has been watching with cold eyes, without any intention of taking advantage of the situation. There is a difference between self-confidence and arrogance.
Yuwen Zhouyuan dared to do this with absolute certainty. At this time, after some analysis, the three evil cultivators of Jiaowen Island Zhenjun finally reached a tacit understanding. When they looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression, they did not take it seriously.
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"Do it!" the white-haired old woman shouted, and her senility disappeared immediately. She raised her right hand and raised the dragon-head crutch in her hand to the sky. Then she moved as fast as a rabbit and fired several magic formulas in succession.
The black light of the dragon-head crutch flashed, and then twisted. Then, a pair of giant pythons appeared in front of them, spraying poisonous mist from their mouths. The energy of the world and the surrounding world kept pouring into the body of the python, making its aura grow bigger.
Extremely powerful.
Poof...another head appeared, and this python seemed to be constantly changing.
The other two were not idle either. The man reached out and slapped his hand on his waist, and took out a blood-red fairy sword. His anger was so fierce that you could even see the translucent ghost of the victim attached to it.
It's obviously some kind of ghost treasure.
This made Yuwen Zhouyuan a little surprised. Lord Jiaowen was obviously not a ghost cultivator, so why were all his disciples...
Of course, this had nothing to do with him, so Yuwen Zhouyuan was a little curious.
As for the woman in palace attire, she took off the bracelet on her wrist. The bracelet shone with light and was obviously an extraordinary treasure.
The three of them were brothers, and they cooperated quite tacitly. Their attacks were clearly leveled, and they worked together to attack Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Well done!" Yuwen Zhouyuan's mouth was filled with a sneer.
He stretched out his hand and touched it, and found a dark gourd in his palm. Then Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand to lift it up, and the size of the gourd quickly increased.
"Quick!" Yuwen Zhouyuan pointed his finger forward, and a flash of light suddenly appeared, and countless blood-red sand grains appeared in his sight.
It swept towards the enemy like a whirlwind.
"What kind of treasure is this?" Before the thoughts in the three people's minds could turn around, the three strange pythons collided with Tianleisha.
Silently, the grains of sand just clung to the surface of the giant python.
The white-haired old woman breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was some kind of treasure and wanted to trap my crutch, but it turned out to be just a broken gourd! Huh, daydreaming!"
However, before he finished speaking, a burst of dense popping sounds like fried beans entered his ears. They were one after another at first, but soon they became a line.
"Poof..." Amidst the explosion, the old woman's face suddenly turned pale, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The crutch turned into a strange python, but her magic weapon was blown away and her spirituality was greatly lost. Naturally, she was not much better off.
"No!" The other two people were shocked, but it was obviously too late to recover the treasure at this time. Soon the scene just happened again, and their treasures were blown into pieces before they had time to exert their power.
appearance.
The two of them did not vomit blood, but their faces were as white as paper, and they obviously looked like their vitality had been greatly reduced.
He was even more frightened in his heart, and even suspected that his judgment just now was wrong. Is the cultivator at the peak of Zhenjun so powerful? With just one blow, the three people's joint efforts were broken. This kind of thing has never been heard of before, let alone seen.
Heard.
However, they already knew that the reason Yuwen Zhouyuan had just killed the old man was not because his companions underestimated the enemy, nor because of the boy's luck, but because he really had such formidable strength.
Terrifying is the only adjective. Even if the three of them unite, they will never be his opponent.
If they knew they were defeated, then if they continued to stay here, wouldn't they be courting death? The three of them had already begun to think about retreating, but how could Yuwen Zhouyuan let them leave so happily?
Since it was revenge, Yuwen Zhouyuan never thought of showing mercy, not to mention that these guys had done all kinds of evil, and every one of them deserved to die.
In a flash, Yuwen Zhouyuan had disappeared from where he was. The next moment, he was in front of the young man in brocade clothes. His speed was jaw-dropping. The other person's face was full of horror. He had no time to escape, let alone
In the blink of an eye, a big fist hit him hard in the face.
The shattering sound of "stabbing" reached the ears, and the protective shield was torn like paper. Then the face of the late-stage True Lord monk looked like he had been opened in a dyeing shop, with his head broken and bleeding.
His nose was crooked.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was an unforgiving master, and of course he would not give up. He waved his fists and struck straight up and down. The sound of banging and banging kept coming out, accompanied by screams one after another.
Yuwen Zhouyuan can lift even mountains, and this punch is more than a thousand pounds of force. Even the monsters and demons of the same level who are strong in the flesh cannot resist it, let alone a mere immortal cultivator.
After more than a dozen punches, unfortunately, this man had already suffered broken muscles and fractures. Although he did not die, his body was completely destroyed.
Then Yuwen Zhouyuan made a spinning flying kick, and the kick came out with a "bang", like an arrow fired from a strong bow and a crossbow, and the man flew backwards at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
After the man's body flew out, he quickly crashed into a mountain peak more than a thousand feet away. The hole was bottomless. The man raised his head, rolled his eyes like dead fish, and blood spurted out from his mouth. He saw that he was already dead.
There is more air coming out and less air entering.
But Yu Wen Zhouyuan didn't give up. He raised his right hand, the energy of heaven and earth around him began to condense, and an icicle appeared in his sight.
"Go!" Yuwen Zhouyuan yelled and made a throwing motion. A crackling sound reached his ears. Because the icicle was flying too fast, it actually rubbed against the air and caught fire.
It looked extremely gorgeous, with long tail flames piercing the sky and heading towards the deep pit.
"No..." A sharp and frightening voice reached the ears. Although the body of the young man in brocade had fallen, a white light flashed, and the Nascent Soul had already emerged in the air. Originally, his face was full of resentment, and he was thinking about how he would be like Yu Wenzhou after he escaped.
Yuan Revenge saw the flaming icicles flying towards this side.
The spiritual power contained in it was dazzling even to him, and the flying speed was incredibly fast. The nearby space was even a little distorted. In this case, there was no way to teleport.
Fear flashed from his Nascent Soul eyes, but he was afraid that he could not solve the problem. He could only grit his teeth and hold his hands together. At the same time, a shield the size of a fingernail sprayed out from his small mouth, changing into a layer of light curtain, wrapping it...
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The next moment, the flaming icicles had suddenly arrived.
A loud "boom" sound came, as if the world had collapsed. The icicles were many feet long, but they were still not worth mentioning in front of the huge mountain. However, the power of a spell was not measured by its volume.
Fierce flames filled the sky, and white mist formed by ice appeared in circles. The entire mountain peak actually collapsed... No, it did not collapse, but a large hole with a diameter of more than a hundred feet appeared in the belly of the mountain.
The mountainside was completely penetrated, rubble fell like rain, the fire ignited the vegetation, and the entire mountain peak was wrapped in fierce flames, looking like a netherworld of fire.
As for the young man in brocade robes, although he tried his best to defend himself, he still could not escape and was destroyed. His body and Nascent Soul were all reduced to ashes in the fire.
Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his head, and the remaining two monks were trembling with fear, but their reactions were completely different.
The woman in palace clothes knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly. She was not interested in what Yuwen Zhouyuan's state was. Anyway, in front of him, she was like an ant and had no power to fight back.
As for the old woman, a stern expression flashed across her face, she took out a shining golden talisman from her arms, slapped it on her body, and then it turned into a startling rainbow and fled away into the distance.
"Escape, where can you escape to?" Yuwen Zhouyuan showed a trace of disdain on his face, then raised his right hand, and the silver light chasing wind sword turned into a silver flying dragon, chasing the opponent at an extremely fast speed.
In just a few breaths, he arrived last, and was only a few feet away from his opponent.
The old woman was so frightened that she tugged at her waist and pulled out a spirit beast bag. Several winged fire snakes flew out from the bag, spitting magic fire from their mouths and biting the silver flying dragon fiercely.
The old woman had no intention of defeating the enemy, she just hoped to delay her for a little while, but this idea was nothing more than an extravagant wish.
The dragon is the king of beasts, how can a few small grass snakes infringe on its majesty? They passed by without even the slightest intention of paying attention, but those few demonic snakes were all turned into powder.
Then the silver flying dragon pounced on the old woman, who had a look of horror on her face, and then her whole body turned into sand and died.
Seeing this scene, the woman in palace clothes gave up even her last thought of resisting or escaping.
"Senior, please forgive me. Senior, please forgive me. I am willing to be a slave and a maid, and I will serve you all my life." The woman in palace clothes said.
"Being a slave and a maid, huh, no need. I, Yuwen Zhouyuan, am an ascetic. What do I want you to do with me? Besides, do you think you are worthy?" Yuwen Zhouyuan showed disdain at the corner of his mouth and pointed at his palms.
In the meantime, a green light emerged.
"Yes, yes, I deserve to die, but as long as you let me go, senior, I am willing to give up the treasure trove of Lord Jiaowen. This old monster is the true self, and he has collected countless rare treasures over tens of thousands of years.
The senior will definitely be very satisfied." Seeing that Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart was as hard as iron and that he had no sympathy for her, this woman couldn't help but be so frightened that she burst into tears and confessed with peach blossoms in the rain.
"Lord Jiaowen's treasure house, huh, don't you think I, Yuwen Zhouyuan, won't find it myself?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said coldly, but he did not immediately kill him.
"Senior, I don't know. The old monster's treasure house is not here. Jiaowen is suspicious by nature, and even our disciples cannot believe it. The various treasures he collected are hidden in a secret place." The woman in palace clothes quickly tried to please her.
's explanation.
"Oh, how did you know that?" Yuwen Zhouyuan put his hand on his forehead, finally becoming very interested.
Putting aside the character of the old guy, he has lived for tens of thousands of years after all, and as a true self, he wants to collect many and good treasures.
It is reasonable not to put it in the lair. If I rob it, I can get great benefits. Secondly, I can make the old monster angry to death. It's okay if I don't know about this kind of good thing. Now that I know it, I won't do it.
There will be thunder and lightning.
Although this woman should not dare to deceive him, Yuwen Zhouyuan still has a suspicion: "You said that Lord Jiaowen was suspicious and hid the treasure in a secret place. How did you know?"