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Chapter 742: Zhou Yuan Makes a Move

"It's the Second City Lord! The Second City Lord has actually left seclusion!" Someone beside him whispered.

"Now that female monk is in trouble! What a pity!" someone whispered.

"Shut up, if anyone talks again, they will share the same crime with this wretch!" The man known as the Second City Lord roared violently.

As soon as the two city lords finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became silent! From this, we can see how domineering this person is in Huangsha City!

"Oh, this man is so majestic! But you are not the king of heaven. If you want to say something, you have to capture my aunt before you can do it! Can you tell me the truth? You can't just use your mouth!" Dongfang Hancui scolded.

"Okay!" The second city lord roared, opened his mouth and spit out a black flying sword, and then launched an attack on Dongfang Hancui with all his might.

Although Dongfang Hancui has reached the late stage of being a true master, due to the limitations of their practice, the two of them gradually fell into a disadvantage after attacking each other for dozens of rounds.

Although he was at a disadvantage, because Dongfang Hancui's technique was small and flexible, the second city lord was unable to do anything for a while!

The situation in Wulanqi on the other side was also very bad. Under the joint attack of the two men, he could only parry and could no longer fight back. It seemed that defeat was only a matter of time.

"Master's wife, let's use Master's magic talisman quickly!" During the fight, Wu Lanqi saw that Dongfang Hancui was at a disadvantage and couldn't help shouting.

Wulanqi was distracted and was immediately slapped by the monk surnamed Zhang. Although this palm did not hurt any vital parts, Wulanqi was seriously injured and his movements immediately slowed down.

Hearing Wulanqi's shout, Dongfang Hancui's eyes immediately lit up. She took out a talisman from her storage bag that compressed and sealed a hint of thunder, then raised her hand and threw it towards the Second City Lord.

"What can a mere spiritual talisman do to me?" The two city lords couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw Dongfang Hancui taking out a spiritual talisman during the fight.

"I can't do anything to you, just take it and try it!" Dongfang Hancui said softly, using his spiritual power to activate the magic talisman!

Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was flying, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. No! It was the compressed talisman that sealed a trace of his consciousness that exploded!

Is it possible that Sister Hancui is in danger? Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan hit the magic formula with both hands, and immediately felt that the power came from the northwest, and it was thousands of miles away from here!

Without even thinking about it, Yuwen Zhouyuan smacked his storage bag and took out the Iron Winged Flying Snake King Wing. Although he had advanced to the True Monarch stage, he could already perform compressed space, a technique he learned from the Iron Winged Flying Snake King Wing.

Due to limitations of cultivation, the distance of compressed space is not very far.

The iron-winged flying snake's king wing flashed, and when it reappeared, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already appeared two thousand miles away. After five times of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan could now sense the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by Dongfang Hancui.

Judging from the fluctuations in spiritual power, Dongfang Hancui is in very bad shape at this time, and seems to have been hurt by love!

A murderous intention rose from the bottom of Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart, and he dared to bully me, Yuwen Zhouyuan!

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the second city lord was blown to pieces and flew backwards!

But these two city lords are indeed amazing. Although the love injury was extremely serious, he screamed angrily and bit the tip of his tongue when he was injured. He used secret techniques to stimulate his own potential and forcibly enhance the strength of a product, even at the cost of self-harm.

Flying sword.

The flying sword carried powerful resentment and destructive power, and struck Dongfang Hancui on the shoulder with a "pop" sound!

"Ah!" With a scream, Dongfang Hancui fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Wulanqi, who was already at a disadvantage on the other side, could not help but be distracted when he heard Dongfang Hancui's screams. The monk named Qiang raised his hand and it was a flying sword. It was too late to dodge, so he could only grit his teeth to avoid the vital points and meet with his body.

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With a soft "pop" sound, Wulanqi was hit by the sword in his left leg, and his body couldn't help but retreat. By coincidence, the monk surnamed Sun was right on his retreat path, and the monk surnamed Sun slapped him without even thinking.

The palm hit Wulanqi in the back of the heart. Wulanqi grunted, spurted blood from his mouth, and jumped towards the injured Dongfang Hancui.

"Master's Wife!" Wulanqi shouted and stretched out his arms to catch Dongfang Yuncui who fell.

"Go to hell!" The monk surnamed Sun chased after him in a flash, and at the same time, the flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and slashed towards Wulanqi.

If the flying sword was real, Wulanqi would definitely be cut into two pieces. At this time, Wulanqi was already injured and it was too late to escape. He had a hunch that he was going to be in trouble. His only regret was that

What's more, I haven't achieved great success in studying alchemy with Master, and I haven't protected Master's wife well. I feel ashamed of Master's instructions!

"Master! This disciple is incompetent and cannot protect the safety of his wife, which is a disgrace to you!" Wu Lanqi looked up to the sky and roared.

"How dare you, young master, who dares to be so arrogant here!" As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword that was slashing at Wu Lanqi was immediately shattered by a big hand that appeared out of thin air!

"Poof!" The monk surnamed Sun opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, because the flying sword was his natal magic weapon, and it would be extremely harmful to him if it was broken!

At the same time, a handsome young man appeared in the sky. This young man had a pair of wings spread out on his back, like a god descending from the earth. He raised his hand and pulled Wu Lanqi and Dongfang Hancui to his side.

"Master!" Wulanqi couldn't help shouting in surprise after seeing the handsome young man.

"You have done a good job. Please go aside to heal your injuries. Master will vent your anger later!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with murderous intent in his eyes.

Seeing the murderous intent in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes, Wu Lanqi couldn't help but get into a cold war. They had only been separated for more than a month. Unexpectedly, his master's cultivation had improved again, and he couldn't see through it at all!

"Yes!" Wulanqi bowed and stepped aside.

Yuwen Zhouyuan ignored Wu Lanqi because he found that Dongfang Hancui's current condition was very bad. His face was as pale as paper, his body's spiritual power was disordered, his internal organs were displaced, and he was extremely injured!

After Dongfang Hancui saw Yuwen Zhouyuan, he spit out a mouthful of blood and said, "Brother! I..."

Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand and took out a holy healing medicine, put it into Dongfang Hancui's mouth, and said: "Sister, you go to recover first, and I will vent your anger!" As soon as he finished speaking, he took Dongfang Hancui into the heavenly book with a thought.

space.

"Boy, who are you? Why do you dare to make trouble? Aren't you afraid of our Huangsha City's revenge?" The second city lord suppressed the blood boiling in his chest and said while swallowing a pill.

"A fight? What a joke! I'm not here to make a fight, sir. I'm here to vent my anger on my woman! If a woman dares to bully my Yu Wen Zhouyuan, she must pay the price of death!" Yu Wen Zhouyuan

road.

"How crazy! Boy, let me show you how powerful Huangsha City is! Fellow Daoist Zhang and Fellow Daoist Sun, let's go together and crush this arrogant boy to ashes, extract his soul and refine his soul!" After hearing Yu Wen Zhouyuan's words, the second city lord couldn't help but

He said to the other two monks with an angry smile.

"Hahahaha, just for you people in Huangsha City to ignore right and wrong, today's fault will not be with Zhuo Jing and my disciples. I don't bother to ask, I will know later when you are exhausted."

The right and wrong, the ins and outs! Then I will see if this arrogant Huangsha City needs bloodbath or not!" Yuwen Zhouyuan laughed loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuwen Zhouyuan opened his mouth and spit out the Zhoujin Destruction Sword, turning into a sword light and covering the three of them.

"How dare you!" the second city lord shouted angrily.

"Why don't you dare! Die!" As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan finished speaking, the Zhoujin Destruction Sword screamed and slashed through the bodies of monks Sun and Zhang. Before they could make any reaction, their bodies exploded.

The sound turned into a blood mist, and the two Nascent Souls were put away by Yu Wenzhou with a wave of his sleeves.

The Zhoujin Destruction Sword beheaded Sun, and the second monk Zhang continued to stab the two city lords without losing strength!

Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan kill two late-stage True Master cultivators while chatting and laughing, sweat suddenly appeared on the forehead of the second city lord, and he secretly shouted something bad, knowing that he had been kicked against an iron plate this time.

The Second City Lord took out a spiritual talisman from his arms and threw it out with a pinch of his hand. In the flash of spiritual light, a defensive net appeared in front of the Second City Lord, blocking the Zhoujin Destruction Sword thrust by Yuwen Zhouyuan.

The Second City Lord took a breath and then crushed a jade slip. The jade slip turned out to be a cry for help. Yuwen Zhouyuan on the side did not stop him and said secretly: "I will let all the masters of Huangsha City come out.

Only in this way can I achieve my goal!

As the jade slips were crushed, the momentum of the second city lord increased again: "Boy, you will feel better when the masters of this city come. If you obediently let this city lord abolish his cultivation, and then hand over the woman, I will

The city lord will leave you a whole corpse!"

"Noisy!" Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted.

At this time, a burst of spiritual pressure came from the distance, and a master from the True Lord Stage rushed over. It seemed that the masters from Huangsha City were here!

"Old boy, you masters from Huangcheng are here, and I will refine your soul in front of them!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Wen Zhouyuan waved his hand, and a big cyan energy hand appeared in the air.

, that big hand instantly tore open the defensive net protecting the Second City Lord.

"Fellow Taoist, please be merciful!" a monk from afar shouted, and with the shout, a surge of spiritual pressure on the ground came from that person towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Zhouyuan made a big move and sent out a burst of spiritual power to remove the opponent's spiritual pressure, and then pointed out a finger. The second city lord saw a finger getting bigger and bigger in his eyes...

With a sound of "Puff!", the Second City Lord's head was exploded by Yuwen Zhouyuan's finger. As soon as his Nascent Soul was separated from the body, Yuwen Zhouyuan caught it in his hand. Then Yuwen Zhouyuan closed his eyes slightly and searched for his soul.

Come!

While searching for the soul, Yuwen Zhouyuan used the fourth state of "Heartbeat Without Trace" that he had just practiced recently, and the method of phase originating from the heart, and recorded the disputes between the two city lords with Dongfang Hancui and Wulanqi in mid-air.

appear.

Although the monks who were watching the excitement had a good grasp of the whole matter, they couldn't help but be surprised when they saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan was able to reveal the soul-searching memory as a portrait!

Later, Yuwen Zhouyuan searched the souls of monks Sun and Zhang's Nascent Souls, and also manifested their memories in images!

The arriving monk Zhenjun looked solemn when he saw the image manifested in the sky. This was the first time he encountered this kind of cultivation and magic. As for whether the image appeared right or wrong, he didn't look at it at all.

Because the world of cultivation has always been adhering to the principle that fists are powerful, he has not understood the right and wrong for thousands of years. He only knows that people with high cultivation levels kill people, and people with low cultivation levels are killed!


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