In a sect, except for the Supreme Elder who has been in seclusion all year round, the master's cultivation is often the strongest. Just like Yun Feiwu, the head of the Yunwu Sect, although he has been traveling for many years and his life and death are unknown, his power is still there. The old monster with arms from the Xuanding Sect is an exception. It is said that his cultivation level is still higher than that of the leader Tuoba Xiong. He is moody and even the arrogant Tuoba Xiong will often give him three points.
Seeing the figure of the old monster with long arms, the eyes of everyone in the Xuanding Sect all brightened up.
With the guardian elder coming in person, where else could Ye Chuan go
Before Tuoba Xiaoniao said anything, Hong Lie burst into laughter. Just now, he almost capsized and died at the hands of Ye Chuan, humiliating himself in front of people. Now, look how Ye Chuan dies!
"Who are you?" Ye Chuan looked at the old monster with long arms blocking the way, calm and composed, seemingly unaware of the danger. After another crackling sound, he activated the Sky-Swallowing Talisman to straighten his waist and face the old guy's pressure calmly.
"Huh… "
The old monster Tong-arm was a little surprised. He looked Ye Chuan up and down and smiled like a cat catching a mouse. "Elder Tong-arm, I am the great protector elder of Xuanding Sect. You can call me Elder, or you can call me Old Tong-arm." Weird. Quack, quack, you know my name, right? If you’re in a good mood, you’ll kill people for fun. If you’re in a bad mood, you’ll kill people. Boy, are you scared? Quack, quack… "
The old monster with the long arms laughed loudly. Ye Chuan's expression did not change, but his words made the people in the Xuanding Sect tremble in fear, and Hong Lie, who was so aggressive, secretly felt his throat go dry. The old guy with the long arms is famous for being weird and scary in Xuanding Sect.
"The old monster with arms, right? Sorry, I haven't heard of it." Ye Chuan answered.
For a moment, everyone was stunned, and the laughter of the old monster with arms stopped abruptly. His expression was extremely exciting, surprised, blushing, and then angry, and he took a step forward fiercely, "Boy, are you really tired of living?"
The angry, long-armed old monster looked even more terrifying, with his beards standing up one by one, and the bronze cauldron on his shoulders buzzing, as if he was about to smash down his beastly hair.
Seeing that the opportunity was wrong, the men and horses of Xuanding Sect secretly retreated, fearing that it would harm Chi Yu. However, Ye Chuan's expression remained unchanged. Suddenly, a faint feeling appeared in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the distant horizon. He was calm and said calmly: "Old guy, it's not me who is tired of living, but you. Look at you. It’s not easy to cultivate to this level, you’d better go back and practice hard, your life span is almost over at such an old age, I won’t argue with you.”
The old monster with arms was arrogant, but after a quick glance, Ye Chuan realized that his time was running out and his life span was about to end.
Once they break through to the monk realm, the cultivator jumps out of the realm of mortals and their lifespan is greatly increased. After cultivating to the real state, your lifespan will be longer, but no matter how long it is, there will be a limit. Although the old monster with thick arms is powerful, it is far from the realm of changing one's fate against the will of nature, and cannot transcend life and death.
"Boy, you..."
The old monster with arms was shocked and angry. He didn't know if Ye Chuan was just talking casually or if he really saw his serious problem. He took a step forward again and said fiercely: "Now, I give you two choices, either to destroy yourself and repair." Why, either follow me back to Xuandingmen and be a weapon-refining boy for me. Once you serve me well, I might even accept you as my disciple. It depends on whether you have such a chance, quack quack!"
The old monster with thick arms laughed loudly, and suddenly he no longer wanted to kill anyone.
Ye Chuan's cultivation level is not very good, but his status is extraordinary. Capturing the great disciple of the Yunwu Sect and turning him into a weapon-refining boy would be much more honorable when told, and it would be much more fun than killing Ye Chuan directly.
"Young weapon refining boy? Old guy, do you know how to refine weapons?" Ye Chuan sneered and looked up at the horizon again. There was a hint of heat wave in the air.
In the previous life, when Ye Chuan covered the sky with one hand, he had whatever he wanted. If he wanted to figure out how to make alchemy, he would send someone to capture the then-generation Alchemy King. If he wanted to figure out how to make a weapon, he would bring the most powerful master of the weapon refining with him. All the sects were wiped out in one fell swoop. In terms of his attainments in weapon refining, the old man with the thong-arm is not even qualified to carry his shoes.
"Good boy, tell me, I don't understand within a radius of eight thousand miles, who does?" The old monster with arms laughed angrily, his eyes became redder and redder, and he started to go berserk.
"Far away in the horizon, close in front of you." Ye Chuan replied.
He told the truth, but in people's eyes, he was not ashamed of his words, no, he was tired of living and looking for death.
Ye Chuan, the great disciple of the Yunwu Sect, has always been dull and has mediocre cultivation. This has been widely spread for a long time and everyone knows it. Although his recent sudden enlightenment prevented the Xuanding Sect's conspiracy from succeeding, that was all. His cultivation was still at the level of a warrior, not even as good as an ordinary inner sect disciple. When did you ever hear that Ye Chuan knew how to refine weapons
Now, if you say this in front of the old monster with thick arms, what else is it if you are not tired of living and are seeking death
"Haha, okay, okay, kid, you don't want to live if I give you a way to live, but you want to die on your own! Okay, I will help you!"
The old monster with long arms laughed angrily and suddenly threw the bronze tripod on his shoulder. With a roar, the bronze tripod weighing tens of thousands of kilograms hit Ye Chuan hard, fast and hard, and it was going to smash Ye Chuan into a ball of meat.
"Smash him to death, smash him to death!" Hong Lie's eyes were blazing, and the men and horses of Xuanding Sect cheered loudly with excitement. Only Tuoba Xiaoniao's eyes flashed with unbearability, and his mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but in an instant The heavy bronze tripod had already reached Ye Chuan's head, and it was too late to stop him.
As soon as he made a move, the old monster with long arms would not leave any room to spare and would kill at will. He was indeed lawless and moody. Not that the devil is better than the devil, but more terrifying than many big devils that run rampant in the wilderness!
A scorching heat wave suddenly spread out in the air.
Just when people thought that Ye Chuan was bound to die and wanted to see how he died, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the darkness and stretched out his hand to hold the bronze tripod that fell from the sky. The bronze cauldron weighing tens of thousands of kilograms is held in the hand, but the body does not move at all! Immediately afterwards, a red flame burst out from the palm, melting the heavy bronze tripod into water under people's eyes.
The fire of the sun!
At the critical moment, Balrog flew over and took the killer blow from the old monster with arms.
Because of the subtle connection between the two, Ye Chuan had expected it, but the people in Xuanding Sect were shocked. It seems that Balrog is dressed in cloth, with a large bamboo hat on his head, and his cloth shoes are stained with mud. He looks like an old farmer. He looks ordinary, but his cultivation is amazing! Even the old monster with the long arm looked solemn.
"Sir, I'm late." Yan Mo bowed to Ye Chuan to apologize. According to Fatty Zhao Dazhi, it was dark before Ye Chuan went back, so he immediately went out to look for him and followed the induction between the two to kill him in time. .
"It's not too late, you've come just in time, let's go. Madam, don't worry, we will always have a wedding day."
Ye Chuan glanced at Tuoba Xiaoniao standing in the crowd, smiled evilly, turned around and left with Yan Mo.
"Boy, the big competition is coming soon. When the time comes, I will kill you in the arena of life and death!" Hong Lie gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that Ye Chuan would be able to escape in this way, and he felt resentful in his heart. He looked at the Balrog behind Ye Chuan, but he didn't dare to catch up.
"Anytime!"
Ye Chuan replied calmly and walked away without even looking at Hong Lie.
Behind him, the people in Xuanding Sect all had ugly expressions, as did the old monster with long arms. His eyes were always staring at the Balrog in the big bamboo hat on his head, muttering to himself, "Is it him? Is it really him? How is it possible... "
The old monster with the arms vaguely recognized the identity of the Balrog, but for a moment, he couldn't believe it and wondered if he had seen it wrong. The Yunwu Sect has a long history. Maybe the leader Yun Feiwu left a guardian master beside his disciple Ye Chuan before he went on a trip.