[Chapter 1785: The Supreme Palace shouted, “Old buddy, unsheath your sword”]
“The sword of heaven, falls~”
Yan Buhuan opened his mouth and uttered, and then he made a move, with one hand as a sword, and chopped at Yang Yiyu.
Both of them were sword energy, Yang Yiyu’s sword was dozens of feet long, and the sword energy was thunderous, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
And Yan Buhuan gently waved his hand, and condensed an ancient sword in his hand, with dazzling white light.
Compared with Yang Yiyu’s sword energy like a rainbow, Yan Buhuan only condensed a sword of three feet with a wave of his hand.
It seems much weaker.
But Yang Yiyu’s face became solemn. He often used the Dragon Slaying Sword, and he could feel the extraordinary power of the opponent’s sword the most.
“Boom~”
Like a tiny lightning, the sword of the immortal surnamed Yan clashed with his sword energy.
In the roar, it was like the effect of King Kong hitting plastic. His seemingly gorgeous and high-end sword was instantly shattered by the opponent’s simple and clear sword.
And then it fell directly on him without any reduction.
“Bang~”
“Puff~”
Yang Yiyun’s body was shining with colorful light, and he flew backwards in an instant, spewing blood on the spot.
The colorful treasure clothes were dim, and when he looked down, he saw a half-foot long wound on his chest.
The sword of the immortal surnamed Yan directly broke his colorful treasure clothes and damaged them.
Yang Yiyun was also secretly thankful. If it weren’t for the colorful treasure clothes to block it, his body would probably be broken in half.
Now there is only a half-foot long wound on his chest, but fortunately it is not fatal.
He knew that the colorful treasure clothes blocked the power.
The treasure clothes were damaged.
It also allowed Yang Yiyun to see the strength of the immortal surnamed Yan. It was
completely beyond imagination.
The six-eared macaque was knocked down by the opponent’s slap, and he was also broken by the opponent’s casual blow of the colorful treasure clothes, seriously injured.
“Cough cough~”
At this moment, he and the six-eared macaque were not far apart, but he saw the six-eared macaque trembling and climbing up, but he did not climb up in the snow.
Seeing this, Yang Yiyu hurried to support Liu’er Macaque.
“Brother Liu’er, how are you…?”
“I’m not going to die yet.” Liu’er said.
“Brother Liu’er, take this Honey Crystal~” Yang Yiyu said while looking at Liu’er.
He was seriously injured, but Liu’er was more seriously injured.
Originally, he wanted to give Liu’er the Water of Life, but since the Water of Life was sublimated, there were only three drops, and he had used up all of them before he was injured, so he could only give Liu’er Macaque the Honey Crystal.
Honey Crystal is a kind of nectar, which may not be as good as the Water of Life in healing, but it contains powerful and pure power, which is also good.
“No need, even if the injury is recovered now, we can’t resist the other party, and it’s still… the same ending.” Liu’er didn’t take the Honey Crystal handed over by Yang Yiyu.
“I’m sorry, I’ve caused you~” Yang Yiyu apologized.
“Haha, I, Liu’er, act according to my heart. Staying here is a promise to you. It’s my own will. It has nothing to do with you. I can only say that I’m unlucky. Ahem…” Liu’er, who had broken most of his bones, was tired of talking at this moment, so he simply sat down on the ground. Yang
Yiyu listened to Liu’er Macaque talking, and actually knew that this was his free and easy attitude, and also a sign of friendship.
While the two were talking, Yan Buhuan, who was far away, suddenly had his eyes lit up. He saw the honey crystal in Yang Yiyu’s hand and said to himself: “The crystal of the nectar is a good thing. It’s not common in the fairy world. It seems that there is something good on
this kid.” When Yan Buhuan’s muttering was heard by Jiufeng Zhenren beside him, he quickly agreed: “Brother Yan has a lot of good things on him, including high-level cave-heaven magic weapons. He also has an immature divine bird phoenix, a five-clawed golden dragon, a treasure-hunting flying marten, and a nine-tailed fox. They should all be in his cave-heaven magic weapons.”
Jiufeng Zhenren told Yan Buhuan what he knew and his guess about Yang Yiyu’s worth.
“Really?” Yan Buhuan’s eyes became brighter and brighter. If what Junior Brother Jiufeng said was true, then he would make a fortune this time in the lower world. Divine beasts and birds are almost rare in the fairy world, not to mention dragons and phoenixes? This is a top-notch product for cultivation and domestication. It is rare that there are no adult divine beasts and birds. If there were adult divine beasts and birds, he would not be able to subdue them. Those who
can appear in the lower world must not be powerful, otherwise this kid would have released them when fighting.
There is also a treasure-hunting marten, which is even rarer, a species among the alien species in the world.
As for the nine-tailed fox, hehe, it is a top-grade demon fox born with dual cultivation. Who doesn’t want to have one?
They are also high-level cave magic weapons, which are rare in the fairy world…
“Junior brother dare not exaggerate Senior Brother, nine out of ten.” Jiufeng Zhenren himself has not seen the divine beasts and birds around Yang Yiyu, but the three backs spoke in person before, they saw them with their own eyes, and they also received messages from other people. The three scattered immortals dare not lie to him, it should be true.
At this time, facing Senior Brother Yan’s fiery eyes, Jiufeng Zhenren naturally had to echo his words.
Yan Buhuan also believed that Junior Brother Jiufeng would not lie to him, nor would he dare to lie to him.
After getting Jiufeng’s personal confirmation, Yan Buhuan’s mind became hot.
He raised his foot and slowly walked towards Yang Yiyu and the six-eared macaque. After he severely injured Yang Yiyu with a sword, he did not rush to follow suit. Anyway, in his eyes, Yang Yiyu and the six-eared macaque were just ants, unable to escape from his palm, and were just fish on the board.
At this moment, his head was full of things on Yang Yiyu.
“Boy, hand over the cave magic weapon on you, and this immortal can leave you a whole body~” Yan Buhuan walked slowly and stared at Yang Yiyu from a distance of hundreds of meters.
At this moment, Yang Yiyu and Liuer Mihou were both seriously injured.
Seeing Yan Buhuan coming with a fiery and playful look, Yang Yiyu was still ready to fight. Anyway, at least he would stand in front of Liuer Mihou this time.
Listening to Yan Buhuan’s words, Yang Yiyu knew that he was another greedy person.
Haha, immortals are still people, and they also have desires!
“Hei Lian, I need to draw my sword again, help me~” Yang Yiyu began to speak in the sea of consciousness.
The voice of Hei Lian sounded in his mind and said, “This person is very powerful. Even if I help you temporarily, it will be useless.”
Yang Yiyu listened to Hei Lian’s words and felt angry, but he also knew Hei Lian’s temperament. Since she said so, she was not ready to take action. Even if she helped, she was not an opponent. The previous sword confrontation had proved it.
Yan Buhuan was getting closer and closer, and Yang Yiyun’s heart was getting heavier. It would be a lie to say that anyone would not be afraid at the critical moment of life and death.
In the end, Yang Yiyun sighed and said in his heart: “It seems that the old man can’t help but take action~”
He didn’t plan to let his master take action, fearing that his master would fall asleep again…
But it’s not possible at this time. There is still a six-eared macaque beside him. No matter if it’s not him, Yang Yiyun.
He can only ask the old man for help.
The Supreme Palace is not far behind them. Yang Yiyun wants to ask the old man if there is a way to enter the Supreme Palace to hide .
Of course, in front of Yan Buhuan, even if he escapes to the Supreme Palace at this moment, it is estimated that it will be very difficult.
“Isn’t the stinky boy going to be stubborn? Hehe~”
The next moment, Yun Tianxie’s voice sounded in his mind with a smile.
Yang Yiyun had rejected the old man once before, and it was impossible to refuse now.
Hearing the old man’s words with a hint of teasing smile, Yang Yiyun felt inexplicably relieved. Could it be that the old man had already had a way to deal with it?
He immediately cursed: “You old man, you are still laughing at me. Look at the injuries of me and Monkey. We can’t show off even if we want to! The opponent… is too strong. Can you do it, old man?”
“Damn boy, when can’t your master do it? Don’t forget, this is in front of the Supreme Palace on the top of the Supreme Mountain. It is your master’s dojo. If it weren’t for you, I would have killed a few minions long ago. It’s
just a late Golden Immortal. It’s no big deal. Do you believe that I don’t have to do anything today? I can kill this little Golden Immortal with just a shout? Hehe~”
At this time, Yun Tianxie’s words did not have the feeling of facing a big enemy.
With a smile, full of confidence.
However, Yang Yiyu heard that it sounded a bit pretentious, and couldn’t help but retorted: “Damn old man, you… don’t be careless, the other party is a real Golden Immortal from the fairyland, not those fake scattered immortals from the Supreme Mountain.”
“Damn boy, has your master ever boasted?”
“No?”
“When did I…”
The master and disciple quarreled again.
But at this time, Yan Buhuan saw him talking to Yang Yiyun, and Yang Yiyun ignored him at all. He was furious and raised his hand suddenly. He raised his hand and slashed at Yang Yiyun with sword energy.
“You don’t know how to appreciate it. Go to hell. If I kill you, I will find the cave magic weapon on you myself.” Yan Buhuan said gloomily.
At this time, Yang Yiyun saw a sword energy coming from Yan Buhuan and was shocked.
But he only heard the old man say: “Don’t panic, brat, let go of the spirit platform, and the master will shout a word.”
At this time, Yang Yiyun could only let the old man be willful.
After letting go of the spirit platform, he was shocked the next moment, but he knew that the old man had borrowed his body.
Then Yang Yiyun found himself a spectator, and he only heard the old man shouting at the gate of the Supreme Palace: “Old man, unsheathe~”
“Buzz~”
The next moment a trembling sound resounded through the sky.
Yang Yiyun heard the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed, but he was confused at the moment. He didn’t know what the old man was up to.
(End of this chapter)
