[Chapter 1840 Yan Wuchi was a little flustered]
When their eyes met, Yang Yiyu and Yan Wuchi faced each other.
Both of them were stunned. Perhaps they didn’t expect that the other party’s target was actually the stone fairy fruit tree!
Yang Yiyu didn’t say anything. He had the Qiankun pot space and the water of life, so he was sure to plant such a fairy tree.
However, he didn’t expect that Yan Wuchi was also planning to go after the stone fairy fruit tree.
Could it be that Yan Wuchi also had a secret method or a treasure similar to the water of life? He muttered in his heart.
But at the same time, he was also thinking that no matter what, he was determined to get the stone fairy fruit tree.
Even if the person standing opposite him was Yan Wuchi, the first person of the second generation of the first fairy gate in the Daqing world, he would not give in at all and would fight.
As for Yan Wuchi, he saw Yang Yiyu was stunned at first, and then felt a little funny. Could a little first-grade celestial fairy also be interested in the stone fairy fruit tree?
After thinking about this, Yan Wuchi stared at Yang Yiyu and said a word: “Get lost~”
In Yan Wuchi’s eyes, he didn’t take Yang Yiyu, a little first-grade celestial being, seriously at all. He even asked Yang Yiyu what sect he belonged to?
Because he, Yan Wuchi, was the young master of the first sect in the Daqing world, and was also a celestial being of the Great Perfection level.
The word “get lost” came out of Yan Wuchi’s mouth lightly.
It reached Yang Yiyu’s ears.
Get lost? ?
For many years, it seems that no one has ever said the word “get lost” to him, Yang Yiyu.
In the world of cultivation, as the master of a sect that transcends the holy land, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is high above. Wherever he goes, he is regarded as a distinguished guest. No one has ever dared to disrespect him.
Even those holy masters in the world of cultivation have to respectfully call him “Saint Lord Yang” when they see him.
However… today, someone actually said the word “get lost” to him, Yang.
It is really intolerable for aunts, but unbearable for uncles.
Facing Yan Wuchi’s “get out”, Yang Yiyu’s face completely darkened: “Who do you think you are, you bastard, what a piece of shit…”
Yang was actually very enthusiastic. When he was in the world of cultivation, he dared to kill a sixth-turn scattered immortal in the Ascension Realm.
Now that he has truly ascended to become an immortal and has truly entered the realm of celestial immortals, he will naturally not be afraid of Yan Wuchi, who is also a celestial immortal.
Although there are several small realms difference, it is still within the realm of celestial immortals after all, there is nothing to be afraid of.
For him, as long as it is not the realm of true immortals, there is nothing to be afraid of, and it doesn’t matter if he directly confronts him.
Besides, there is still the black lotus. At the critical moment, the power of the black lotus will come out and help him kill a celestial immortal.
This has been confirmed when he killed twelve upper-grade celestial immortals with one sword before.
The word “get out” that Yan Wuchi disdained made Yang completely angry.
He did not hesitate to confront him.
But for Yan Wuchi, Yang Yiyu’s counterattack sounded even more different to him.
I didn’t expect that a little first-grade celestial being would dare to refute him, the first celestial master of the Great Green World.
Yan Wuchi was stunned for a moment.
What happened?
When did a little first-grade celestial being dare to refute him?
Yan Wuchi stared at Yang Yiyu. The two of them were actually facing each other at this moment, with the stone fairy fruit tree between them, staring at each other.
After a while, Yan Wuchi came to his senses, and suddenly his whole body was filled with murderous intent. In an instant, he went from being gentle and elegant to completely furious.
As if he had turned from a sheep into a lion or a tiger, he laughed angrily: “You are looking for death, boy. In this Daqing world, no immortal has ever dared to be rude to me. I can kill a hundred little immortals like you who are as small as ants in a blink of an eye. You have successfully angered me.
You are a trash, and you want to take the stone fairy fruit tree? Why don’t you take a piss and look at your own moral character? It turns out that I just want you, the trash, to get out. Now… I have decided to let you fertilize the stone fairy fruit tree…”
Yan Wuchi threatened Yang Yiyu word by word with a gloomy face.
However, Yang Yiyu interrupted him without any hesitation: “You called the wrong name. I think you should call me Yan Wuji. The name is Yan for disgusting and Wuji for shameless.
No matter how capable you are, you are still a celestial being. At best, you are a perfect celestial being. Why are you so proud? When I was in the cultivation world, I killed a sixth-turn scattered immortal comparable to a golden immortal during my ascension. What do you feel superior to? I
will give you another chance to disappear from the stone fairy fruit tree. Otherwise, I will not care whether you are from the first immortal sect or not. I will still skin you alive and tear out your tendons. What a piece of shit, bah~”
In terms of verbal skills, Yang has never lost. The humiliation and curse made Yan Wuchi tremble all over. From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever treated him like this.
At this moment, Yan Wuchi was greatly insulted. In terms of verbal skills, how could he be Yang Yiyu’s opponent? Ten of them combined would not be enough.
“You…you…you are looking for death.”
Yan Wuchi, whose face was red and pale, was almost mad at Yang Yiyu’s curse. He couldn’t help but utter this sentence after a long time.
The next moment, he rushed straight to Yang Yiyu.
Yang Yiyu had already prepared for this. He also deliberately cursed Yan Wuchi to completely anger the first person of the second generation of immortals, so that he would be more confident in the battle.
Seeing Yan Wuchi’s success and anger, and attacking him, Yang Yiyun showed an evil smile.
However, he did not dare to be careless at all, because he saw that Yan Wuchi’s speed after attacking was faster than Cao Man, the Great Perfection Celestial Immortal he had seen before.
When facing the enemy, you can despise the enemy, but you can’t underestimate the enemy.
And whether a person is strong or not can actually be seen from one move.
In Yang Yiyun’s view, this Yan Wuchi is definitely not a vase among the children of the immortals, ten masters.
So at this moment, Yang Yiyun did not dare to be careless at all.
With a thought in his mind, he directly summoned the black lotus: “Black Lotus, help~”
The old man taught him before that the way to fight the enemy is to do your best like a lion fighting a rabbit.
Since Yan Wuchi is not a vase, let Black Lotus help.
And at this moment, people are fighting for the stone fairy fruit everywhere in the field, and the chaos is so great that time has dragged him too long.
Another thing Yang Yiyun knows that his goal is the stone fairy fruit tree, and only this tree is a real thing.
Everything else doesn’t matter, including Yan Wuchi, the son of the first immortal sect in the Daqing World. They are all floating clouds.
The Daqing World is just his first stop after ascending to the immortal world, a springboard buffer place.
Killing Yan Wuchi is killing him, he won’t take it to heart.
If he can’t even deal with Yan Wuchi, what’s the point of talking about the future?
He still has to go find the old man. As Yun Tianxie’s apprentice, he has to help the old man, even though he doesn’t know if he can help.
He is also what he should do as a disciple.
Although the old man has never told him who his enemy is,
Yang Yiyu can guess that it is definitely not an ordinary person.
The old man himself is a twelfth-level scattered immortal supreme, comparable to the highest level of immortals in the immortal world, so the dead old man’s enemies are probably at this level.
Facing the existence of the immortal level, can the old man solve it?
Yang Yiyu thinks it will definitely not be an easy task!
So he thought about going to find the old man, to help him, and fulfill his responsibility as a disciple.
Although the old man did not let him interfere when they parted, and even said that he could not tell anyone that he was Yun Tianxie’s disciple.
But Yang Yiyun thought in his heart that he would still do it.
So, compared with the extremely grand goal in his heart, a little Yan Wuchi is nothing.
If he is afraid of a second-generation immortal, he will never go to the Daqing world in the future, let alone help the old man find the old man.
Yang Yiyun wanted to make a quick decision by asking Hei Lian to help.
Of course, as for whether he can kill Yan Wuchi, it doesn’t matter to Yang Yiyun.
His first goal is the stone fairy fruit, and the second is to kill him if he can. The third is that he doesn’t want to cause trouble for himself for the time being, because he still needs to stay in the Daqing world for a while.
And the power of Hei Lian was greatly improved when he entered the receiving pool to re-wash his marrow, and it can grow with him.
At this time, Yang Yiyun felt that it was not a big problem to come out to help deal with a great perfect immortal .
Of course, this is Yang Yiyun’s first time to fight against a great perfect immortal, and he doesn’t know exactly what Yan Wuchi’s methods are.
Anyway, I just wanted to make a quick decision.
After summoning the black lotus in my mind, a huge force came from Yang Yiyu the next moment.
With the Dragon Slaying Sword in hand, Yang Yiyu suddenly slashed at Yan Wuchi’s ghostly figure.
“Buzz… Boom~”
The Dragon Slaying Sword slashed out with the sound of the sword.
A muffled hum sounded.
The next moment Yan Wuchi flew backwards.
More than ten meters back.
Yang Yiyu was very happy and saw the blood at the corner of Yan Wuchi’s mouth.
He knew that it would be no problem to kill him.
The power of the black lotus was even stronger than he imagined.
Take advantage of his illness to kill him.
Yang Yiyu took a step forward, urging the divine power in the Qiankun Pill in his body. With the blessing of the black lotus, he slashed at Yan Wuchi with a sword again.
Yan Wuchi’s face changed drastically. He had never thought that a little first-grade celestial being could hurt him.
But it seemed that the facts proved that this little celestial being in front of him had the strength to kill him, let alone hurt him.
Yan Wuchi was a little flustered at this moment.
Seeing Yang Yiyu coming with a sword, Yan Wuchi’s face changed for a moment, and the next moment he looked determined, as if he had made a decision.
He suddenly moved his hand, and a long piece of jade-like thing appeared in his hand. In an instant, a powerful immortal energy burst out and spread…
At this time, the God and Demon Bird, which had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke and said, “Little bastard, be careful. This is the Thunder Immortal Palace. It looks very powerful. Be prepared for defense.” The
God and Demon Bird had been squatting on Yang Yiyu’s shoulder and taking a nap before, but now it spoke to remind Yang Yiyu.
After hearing this, Yang Yiyu didn’t have time to ask more questions. Instead, his heart tightened because he knew that although the Magic Bird’s brain sometimes had problems and confusion, what it often said was definitely not nonsense or reminders.
Since the Magic Bird said that Yan Wuchi had a thunder fairy talisman in his hand and asked him to be prepared for defense, it was expected that the thunder fairy talisman in Yan Wuchi’s hand would not be an ordinary thing.
“Vajra Supreme~”
Yang Yiyu muttered to himself, and activated the Dharma blessing taught by the old man, and even used all his strength to stimulate the power of heaven and earth in his body.
“Boom…”
Just after he opened the defense, he saw a finger-thick purple lightning burst out from Yan Wuchi’s hand, with a roar and a heart-pounding sound that resounded throughout the venue.
Thunder and lightning came straight at him…
(End of this chapter)
