When Ye Mo saw this old man with an old face, his heart suddenly sank. For the first time, he couldn't see through the other person's cultivation level. WWw.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.COm Moreover, the old man gave him a death threat. This was the first time he had felt this way. Even when he was intercepted by the prefecture-level master Zhang Zhihui after participating in the auction, he didn't feel this way.
This old man is a powerful enemy, a powerful enemy he has never encountered before. The vast aura on his body almost reminded Ye Mo of the pressure of the foundation-building monks. If Ye Mo hadn't known that there couldn't be a cultivator in Hulu Valley, he might have turned around and ran away. This old man was too scary. Ye Mo immediately gathered all the energy in his body to be on guard, ready to break out at any time.
I was careless, I didn't expect such a terrifying existence in King Xiang Ming's lair. If Ye Mo had known that there was such an old guy here, he would have killed King Xiang Ming in Duanding Mountain. Just because he thought that even if King Xiang Ming had any conspiracy, he would not be able to plot against him. Now he has understood that what King Xiang Ming used was not a conspiracy at all, but a conspiracy.
King Xiang Ming was sure that even if Ye Mo knew about his little conspiracy, he would definitely not care about it. Ye Mo can kill Wang Lengchan, he can kill Yao Sikelang, and he can kill King Xiang Ming. The fact is that he was indeed right. Ye Mo knew that he had a conspiracy and still came to Hulu Valley.
"I am the Ye Mo who killed your Calabash Valley disciple." Ye Mo slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he is here, he must face it. Even if you can't escape by yourself, you still have to pull a few people to support you.
"You are so courageous. You killed my disciples in Calabash Valley and you dare to come to Calabash Valley empty-handed." The old man with an old face said calmly, and after finishing speaking, he casually took a step forward.
An invisible force rushed in, and Ye Mo's clothes moved automatically. He felt as if a big iron cone had hit his chest. He subconsciously circulated his true energy, and then It calmed down.
But his heart was in turmoil. Could it be that this old man had innate cultivation? If he is innate, then what is Tanjiao's innateness? Even worse than a scumbag. Doesn’t it mean that there are no masters with innate cultivation? How did this old man get out
These sects are indeed extraordinary. It seems that Jiu Ming Academy and Nanshan Wang Family may also have this kind of immortal existence, if that is the case. But I really underestimated the heroes of the world.
"Eh..." The old man couldn't help but let out a sigh when he saw Ye Mo bear the impact of his inner energy without moving at all. It looks simple to me. But those who can endure it without taking a step back or reacting are definitely not ordinary people. Ye Mo made him feel weird for the first time.
The old man sighed and said with some difficulty: "Ye Mo. You had great potential, but it's a pity..."
"Valley Master, Ye Mo killed me, the elder of Hulu Valley, and insulted me, Hulu Valley, and my talented disciple Lu Ran of Hulu Valley was killed by his people. Peng Xianggui had one of his arms cut off, and that was what he ordered... If the owner of the valley had not come out of seclusion in time, our century-old foundation and millennium inheritance of Hulu Valley would have been ruined, and Lingtan would not have been preserved..." King Xiang Ming walked up to the old man and said respectfully, without any of his enthusiasm. look like.
"Are you the owner of Hulu Valley?" Ye Mo was shocked. He remembered what Zeng Zhenxia had said. There was a valley owner in Hulu Valley who had been in seclusion for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, he came out of seclusion.
"Yes. I am Pingchuan, the director of Hulu Valley. Since you have killed so many of my disciples in Hulu Valley, no matter how talented you are, you must stay here today." Ren Pingchuan said calmly.
Ye Mo smiled coldly and gave up completely. It’s a blessing, not a curse, but it’s a curse that cannot be avoided. He stared at the extremely old man and said coldly: "Master Ren. What I admire is not your character, but your skills. You Hulugu took the initiative to provoke me, can't I still fight back?"...,
Ren Pingchuan said slowly: "As the largest sect of the Hidden Sect in Hulu Valley, I don't need you to teach me how to do things. Don't say that King Xiang Ming just asked you to hand over your inheritance. Even if he kills a junior like you, you are an ordinary person." No one from the secular world can oppose me, Hulugu..."
Ye Mo laughed and said, "Old man, you are so shameless. I asked you why people from Calabash Valley are so thick-skinned. It turns out there is a heritage. Old man, don't think that just because you have advanced to Innate, you can do anything to me."
Ren Pingchuan didn't seem to notice Ye Mo's curse. He raised his head with some melancholy, looked at a white cloud in the distance and said lightly: "I have been in seclusion for eighteen years, but I have not made any breakthroughs. It's a pity, I don't have much time. Yes, alas..."
"Old man, aren't you an innate?" Ye Mo immediately said in shock. He thought that Ren Pingchuan must be an innate practitioner. It turned out that after working on it for a long time, he was not innate yet.
Ren Pingchuan said calmly: "You can kill half-step innate masters at such a young age, which shows that your inheritance is very good. In this case, just hand it over. Maybe with your inheritance, I can take this step. "
After saying that, Ren Pingchuan took another step forward and raised his hand to slap Ye Mo.
If he hadn't known that Ren Pingchuan practiced ancient martial arts, Ye Mo would have thought that Ren Pingchuan was a cultivator. He was five or six meters away from him, but this step actually fell directly in front of him. Before the palm fell completely, the hot palm wind and fierce murderous intent enveloped him.
Ye Mo wanted to avoid its sharp edge, but he found that his figure was completely enveloped by Ren Pingchuan's palm wind. He had no choice but to resist.
The flying sword instantly appeared in Ye Mo's hand, taking 90% of Ye Mo's energy and stabbing it directly into Ren Pingchuan's palm.
With a "boom", the fists and swords intersected before they even touched, and a large crater of several meters was created on the ground. Ye Mo was thrown far away by the hot palm wind and hit a disciple from Hulu Valley. , this disciple was knocked to death by Ye Mo without even humming.
"What a sword. I didn't even see where you took the sword out from. What a skill." Ren Pingchuan didn't notice that a disciple had died in Ye Mo's hands, but stared at Ye Mo's hands. Feijian praised. He didn't even notice that his palm was scratched by the flying sword.
Ye Mo held back the surge in his dantian and swallowed a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out. He was amazed at how deep this old guy's inner energy was. A few days ago, he felt that Wang Lengchan's inner energy was almost as good as his. Now he realized that compared with this old man, Wang Lengchan was simply a few steps behind.
"You are young, you have such a deep inner energy, and you have such a sharp magic weapon. Your inheritance is really good. Young man, you hand over your inheritance and then commit suicide. I can promise that the disciples of Hulu Valley will not Go and take revenge on your family. I won’t even kill that Liushen of yours..." Ren Pingchuan's face showed a trace of redness, and his tone became a little emotional. If Ye Mo was nothing in his eyes. Now he is also thinking about Ye Mo's inheritance.
Ye Mo summoned 100% of his true energy, and the flying sword in his hand seemed to turn into a huge door panel, unleashing endless murderous intent and slashing directly at the old man. At the same time, he snorted coldly. "Old man, your promise is just fart in my eyes."
He knew that Ren Pingchuan was interested in his things, just like he was interested in Lingtan. If Ren Pingchuan was not killed, he would never be able to escape. Or in other words. If Hulugu was not destroyed, he would not be able to escape even if he could escape.
Ren Pingchuan's words had already threatened his bottom line. Even old people like Liu She and his family dared to threaten him. And Ye Mo felt that although Ren Pingchuan's inner energy was much deeper than his, he didn't have no chance of winning. Because he is too old. …,
Ye Mo knew that for a master like Ren Pingchuan, his fireball technique and wind blade technique were just decorations. There is no threat to him if this little spell is used. It's just a waste of real energy.
He saw Ye Mo's giant sword that looked like a door suddenly coming towards him. Ren Pingchuan's expression suddenly became excited, his face turned redder and redder, and he murmured to himself, "It turned out to be a real magic weapon. The legend turned out to be true..."
Ren Pingchuan touched it on his waist, and dark weapons like long sticks appeared in his hands.
"Boom, boom..." Ye Mo's flying sword collided with the long stick in Ren Pingchuan's hand, and once again rolled up a huge wave of inner energy. The disciples of Hulu Valley with low cultivation level were directly shocked and fainted to the ground, frightened. Other disciples retreated one after another.
Ye Mo was knocked several feet away again and hit a stone wall with blood all over his body. Ye Mo felt that his bones were shattering, and his dantian even tended to break. Without thinking, he took out two 'Lotus Pills' and swallowed them. After taking the elixir, the broken bones and injuries quickly improved.
Fortunately, he had the 'Liansheng Dan', otherwise he would have been completely doomed just by this. I still have too few attack methods. After all, the resources here are limited, and many methods require the coordination of infuriating energy. Without true energy, no matter how many tricks he has, he can't use them.
Ye Mo didn't want to take out the only sword control method at this time. It was something that saved his life. This Ren Pingchuan was too powerful. In front of his strong inner energy, Ye Mo had no way to take advantage of him.
This time, Ren Pingchuan also felt uncomfortable. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he did not have the kind of pill that Ye Mo had.
"Young man, you've completely pissed me off." Ren Pingchuan didn't see Ye Mo swallow the pill, and even if he did, he wouldn't care. Ye Mo was seriously injured, and there was no pill that could help him recover in a short time.
"Go and cut off his legs, and then carry him over. He should have lost the ability to move just now." Ren Pingchuan pointed to a late Xuan level warrior next to him and said.
"Yes, Master." This disciple was called by the Valley Master. He felt happy and immediately rushed forward with his sword in hand.
Ye Mo subconsciously looked at where he was looking, only to find that the way in had been blocked. King Xiang Ming thought that Ye Mo wanted to wait for Feng Wu and others to come, so he smiled coldly and said: "Feng Wu and Zeng Zhenxia will not come, so don't expect it. Even if they come, they will not help you. "
Ye Mo ignored King Xiang Ming, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly struck out again. The warrior who was ordered by Ren Pingchuan to kill Ye Mo was split in half by Ye Mo's sword.
"How brave..." Ren Pingchuan shouted, and the soft stick-like weapon in his hand brought a tornado-like killing intent and smashed into Ye Mo's legs overwhelmingly.
Seeing that Ye Mo was still able to raise the sword and was even so cruel, he finally couldn't hold back his anger and could no longer calm down.
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