"Fellow Taoist, you have misunderstood. I am not a flower picker. The flower picker is here and he has been killed by me." Ye Xiong pointed at the man on the ground and said.
"Don't try to lie to me. After I capture you, I will slowly interrogate this girl." After the man finished speaking, he clapped his palm and a big white hand formed in the air and attacked Ye Xiong.
Air capture is a very practical magical power, and most monks can do it.
Ye Xiong struck out with a palm, easily defeating the opponent's big hand, and shouted: "I already told you that I'm not a flower picker, if you do it again, don't blame me for being rude."
"Just for a while, I'll see what you can do." The man's eyes were fiery and he slapped him again.
With the strength of the two of them, if they take action here, the underground cave will collapse soon.
Ye Xiong held the still unconscious girl in his hands, rose into the sky, rushed out of the cave, and landed over the desert.
"You said he's not a flower picker, so don't even think about running away." The man shouted and continued to chase.
It seems that if he doesn't teach him a lesson, he still doesn't know how high the sky is.
Ye Xiong snorted coldly, his body glowed brightly, he punched out, and a golden fist light shot out.
boom!
Although the man was on guard, how could he possibly be able to guard against his earth-shattering punch? He was immediately knocked away with a loud bang, retreated several hundred meters, and fell to the desert.
"Good guy, he's not weak at all."
The man climbed up from the desert, shook the sand off his body, and pulled out a gleaming white sword from his body, his momentum rising to the sky.
The next moment, the white sword drew a long rainbow, like an angry arrow of light, shooting towards Ye Xiong.
Ye Xiong drew an imaginary boundary in front of him, like a pyramid to protect him.
The lightsaber stopped in front of the barrier and could not advance any further.
The man's eyes became more intense, his aura increased again, and he spat out his palms.
The lightsaber shined so brightly that it actually pierced a hole in the frozen world, and the sword tip penetrated through.
"What a powerful sword. I'm afraid its strength is already above that of Zhuo Wushuang." Ye Hongxin said.
Before he broke through to the peak of Jin Dan, he might have thought it was difficult to defeat him, but now, he has long since ignored this kind of strength.
Even a half-step Nascent Soul can defeat him, let alone a peak Jindan.
Ye Xiong's body shook, and he rushed forward with a powerful force, instantly defeating the lightsaber in front of him.
"I have already said that I am not a flower picker. If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude." Ye Xiong shouted.
The man looked like a fighting maniac at first glance. Seeing that Ye Xiong easily defeated his own sword light, his fighting spirit was completely aroused. His aura increased crazily, and his vitality quickly reached hundreds of feet.
This guy should be beaten to wake up.
Whoosh!
Ye Xiong's figure flashed and was already above his head. His body was filled with golden light and he slapped it down with a palm.
The golden big handprint, like the palm of Tathagata, pressed down from the top of his head.
"I don't know what to say, I'll give you a good slap to wake you up." Ye Xiong snorted coldly.
The man raised his palms to resist the pressure of the big handprint.
Now Ye Xiong's strength is something he can't resist.
The desert sunk deeply, revealing a huge palm print. The man was right in the middle of the palm print, struggling to support himself. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down with his legs.
Ye Xiong just wanted to teach him a lesson. He had no intention of killing him and was about to stop.
Suddenly, an old voice came: "Now you know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people!"
Ye Xiong was startled and turned around quickly.
Fifty meters behind him, there was a middle-aged man suspended in a blue robe, with a short mustache and shoulder-length hair.
He looked like an ordinary man, with no energy fluctuation at all.
With Ye Xiong's current state, he couldn't sense the other party's state, and he didn't know when the other party came close. It was obvious that the other party's state was still higher than his own, and he was a half-step Nascent Soul monk.
Although the middle-aged monk did not exude any murderous intent, the pressure on Ye Xiong was definitely not less than that of Jian Nanshan.
"Master, save me quickly," the man said.
The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Xiong and said, "Fellow Taoist, although this young disciple is naughty, he has no intention of harming others. Please forgive me if I have offended you."
"Senior, I have no intention of killing him." Ye Xiong immediately closed his hands, and the man fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
"Who are you? I have never met a monk in my life who is at the same level as me and can defeat me." The young man said.
"My surname is Jiang, and my last name is named Nan." Ye Xiong said truthfully.
"Longevity Sect, Master of Tiandao Pavilion, Jiangnan?" Wu Wuqing jumped up excitedly, rushed to Ye Xiong, and said: "I have heard of your name a long time ago, and I have always wanted to challenge you, but I didn't expect you.
It’s really that powerful.”
"Be ruthless and don't be rude." The middle-aged man shouted.
Being scolded by his master, Qingwu quickly stepped aside and shrugged his head.
"I wonder what you call me, senior?" Ye Xiong asked respectfully.
Although the Western Star Territory is large, there are not many half-step Nascent Soul cultivators. They are all famous and well-known figures.
The middle-aged man in front of me must be a big shot.
"Even I have forgotten my name. Now I have no name or surname. You can just call me Wuming." The middle-aged man said.
"It turns out to be an unknown senior, sorry." Ye Xiong bowed his hand.
"Master Jiang Pavilion is very capable and has a good character. I will leave the flower picking thieves to you. We masters and disciples have other things to do, so we need to take the first step."
The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to stay any longer and was anxious to leave.
"master……"
"Qing Wu, Jiang Ge is in charge of this matter, are you still worried?"
Qing Qingqing nodded helplessly, suddenly walked up to Ye Xiong, and whispered: "I hope we can meet again in the future. I will definitely find a way to defeat you."
"welcome any time."
Next, the middle-aged man left ruthlessly.
Ye Xiong looked at the middle-aged man's back. He didn't know why, but he always felt an unfathomable feeling.
No one has ever given him such a feeling.
He walked over and woke the girl up. After the girl knew that she was saved, she was very excited and left in a hurry.
Ye Xiong turned into a stream of light and entered the cave under the desert again, ready to see what was inside.
After entering, he found more than a dozen corpses, all of them women, whose Yin Qi had been basically sucked out.
"It seems that the man who was killed by the God Chain was demonized and practiced these magic skills, so he captured so many women and drained them of their yang energy."
After Ye Xiong buried those women, he left and continued towards Tiandu Star.
Huang Shaxing's experience made Ye Xiong understand a truth: the chain of gods will not only attack the incarnation of the master of the demon palace, but also the demonized person.
His opponents are not only the master of the Demon Palace, but also some people who have been demonized.