Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 161: Three major chambers of commerce (middle)

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"Hehe, Leizhou’s Yang family is indeed well-known, but at the same time, don’t forget that you are not the only Yang family in Leizhou!"

Seeing that the eight dazzling sword auras are less than three meters away from the pale-faced black-robed youth, the pale-faced black-robed youth did not shake his eyelids, as if the offensive he was facing had ceased. exist. …Vertex Novel, x.

The momentum caused by the sharp sword aura made the clothes of the black-robed youth tremble slightly, and at this time, the figure who stood still beside the black-robed youth, without words and movements, finally had In response, after chuckling twice, he said slowly and tepidly.

This voice was a little hoarse, with a bit of cold odor, which made people shudder when they heard it. At this time, everyone around them put their eyes on this figure.

The gray-robed old man behind Yang Hao looked like a big enemy, and the pupils on his ordinary face shrank, because with the sound of that figure, a wave of spiritual power was slowly in that person's The body radiated, and this breath slowly increased from the beginning, and suddenly rose sharply.

Then, a cloud of black cold air, centered on the figure in the black robe like dead wood next to it, spreads around, the black cold air keeps rolling around, and it touches the brilliant sword air , It becomes even more chilly.

After doing these actions, this figure stood firmly behind the pale youth, shielding him from accidents, and then stretched out his right hand toward his head.

The surface of the right hand stretched out showed dry skin, just like the surface of an age-old bark, and then took off the black robe that was covering the reveal, suddenly revealing the true face of this figure.

It was a face full of wrinkles, eyes with a cautious chill, and the hooked nose made the whole person look a little unfriendly. The words just came from his mouth, and that The black cold air was also released from his hands.

"Crack."

The offensives of the two sides touched together, not as fierce as imagined, and a strong sound erupted. Instead, it was silent. The monks watching around could clearly see the face of the sharp eight swords in the distance. When the pale black-robed youth was only two meters away, he actually stopped motionless.

The Eight Paths of Sword Qi still existed, but nothing dissipated. The black cold air released by the black-robed old man became like this when he touched it, and the target was already in front of him. , Jian Qi was still shining with dazzling aura, and it shook slightly, but it just couldn't move forward.

Until this moment, the pale-faced young man in the black robe finally had some expressions on his face, and there was a slight complacency in his dark eyes.

When the black-robed old man revealed his true face, he immediately released an offensive. Among the monks who watched, some of the monks who were highly cultivated suddenly showed surprises, and then Pei Susu and Sanwu's faces no longer changed. Indifferent, Zhao Jiuge didn't change much, because he was still one step away from the cultivation base of the two, and he couldn't feel the cultivation base of the black-robed old man!

"Human God Realm!"

The face of the gray-robed old man behind Yang Hao changed a few times. Although there are not many monks in this bustling city of Luoyang, there are not many monks in the realm of transformation, and there are also monks with a higher level of cultivation. No, but the gray-robed old man is still a little frightened. He did not expect that his son has already arrived at the door of the house and caused such trouble. Unfortunately, fortunately, this place has already arrived at the gate of Luoyang City. Whatever happened, his Yang family could send advanced monks to rescue him at any time.

The pale-faced young man in black robes seemed to enjoy the surprised gaze of the monks around him. The triumphant expression on his face became more intense, but Yang Hao's expression turned gloomy. He is not a fool, although his cultivation level is not high. , But it is also obvious that he has played the iron plate this time. As the son of the Yang family in Luoyang City, he still has a little bit of sight. However, he is used to bullying others by himself, who is arrogant and domineering. If you want to make him feel angry, it will be more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Keep doing it, I'll take care of who you are. If you mess with me, I will let you clean up. Maybe you are right. Luoyang City is not only my Yang family, but I also want to tell you that this is Luoyang City, my Yang family is enough here!"

Yang Hao seems to have never experienced such anger. He has been dazzled by the anger. At this moment, he knows that the other party has an old monster with the realm of transforming gods. The highest cultivation level here is nothing but this Yuan. The old man in the infant realm, but still didn't care about trying to clean up the pale-faced young man in black robe.

The eight Yang family members wearing blood and black French armor behind him understood the difference in cultivation level between the two sides from the horrible breath when the old black robe elder started his hands. I was so scared that I didn’t dare to act rashly. Hearing Yang Hao’s instructions at this moment, I was in a dilemma for a while. On the one hand, it was the command of the master. On the other hand, I knew that there was a huge gap between the strength of an opponent. .

The house of the eight Yangs will hesitate, but this hesitation began to waver in Yang Hao’s angry eyes. Finally, after only a moment, the eight Yangs with strong aura and wearing blood black French armor He gritted his teeth and started to move his hands again. When the eight Yang family members regained their spiritual power, the eight sword energy that had originally stayed in front of the pale black robe youth began to move again. The hum continued to amplify and shook violently, as if about to break free.

"Stubbornness!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, the pale youth gave a disdainful sneer, while the wrinkled skin, the old man in a black robe like dead wood said softly, and then rolled his sleeve robe with his right hand. So casually waved towards the void in front of him.

Neither did I look at the big movements of the black robe old man. I saw that the black ink cold air that had already dispersed before condensed from the surroundings towards the eight sword energy, and this time it was carrying The biting cold wind.

"I thought it was something mysterious and profound. There was such a strong chill. Even my physical body could feel the chill. I didn’t expect it to be a cat and a dog. I couldn’t get on the table, and I just walked. Some sideways, some ghost spirits that rely on the soul to cultivate."

At the beginning, the black-robed old man made his first shot. Because it was too fast and did not reveal anything special, Sanwu did not see the origin of the black-robed old man, but this time he shot, three Wu finally saw the Mingtang, and then a pair of eyebrows wrinkled, his eyes turned out to be disgusting. After all, as a Buddhist, he hates those who are bystanders.

"This time, my eyes are clumsy. It turned out to be like this." Pei Susu's beautiful eyes were a little surprised, and she opened her red lips and whispered twice.

Only Zhao Jiuge remained silent. In terms of insight, even Zhao Jiuge had to admit that he was inferior to some ordinary disciples of the family. After all, the time he had been in contact with this road was too short.

But at the same time, he also understands that this is why he is surprised that the ice-cold aura on the two of them is obviously similar to himself, but they are quite different.

As for the soul, it is inherently Yin. There are countless mortals in this world every day. There is always a time when they are born, old, sick, and die. Some monks rely on these ghosts to cultivate. Although it is not an evil cultivation, it is not a righteous person. In order to take shortcuts, the monks in this world can quickly improve their strength. They think too much about crooked doors, so they have evolved so many side-door exercises, but this kind of monks does not do anything that hurts the nature and seeks the lives of others. , Most people just keep one eye open, close one eye, and won't go to nosy.

As the black robe old man’s voice fell, the black ink cold air that condensed from the surroundings towards the center became more and more intense, and then in the blink of an eye, the eight sword auras exuding brilliant light were lost in an instant With a moving color, only a faint light radiated, the fierce sword aura was directly frozen by the cold air, and it became an entity!

"Crack..."

The slight crisp sound broke the silent situation, and the eight sword qi spread several cracks, then broke away and turned into ice foam.

Except for a few people, most of the cultivators watching around couldn’t help but swallowed their saliva. The strength of this old man was too sturdy. With just one hand, he easily resolved the eight spiritual pill realm cultivators. attack.

Zhao Jiuge’s dark eyes exuded brilliance, and he praised in his heart that this is the strength of the god-transformation realm. Even if he is in the spirit pill realm, he can be said to be an invincible existence of the same realm, but even a hundred of himself is not one. The opponent of the cultivator of the god-transforming realm, after all, crossing the realm is like a world separated by a world, and Zhao Jiuge could not help but envy in his heart, thinking about when he could break through to the realm of God-transforming, but soon Zhao Jiuge laughed at himself. Even the Nascent Soul Realm has not been able to break through for a long time, let alone the Transcendent God Realm.

"You are not my opponent. Don't blame me for not being merciful when you move. You are welcome."

The eight generals of the Yang family were easily turned off at will. The black-robed old man's somewhat hoarse voice resounded again. He didn't want to be too rigid with the Yang family. After all, he had to admit the Yang family. The power of Luoyang is almost in the limelight, and this Luoyang City is still the domain of the Yang family. This time I brought the young master to Luoyang City to buy a treasure of heaven and earth. I don’t want to have more troubles, but I am bullied by Yang Hao. In the end, he was not an ordinary person, and it was still impossible to watch his young master being beaten, so he could only deter the Yang family and his party. The shot didn't hit hard, and didn't hurt people, and there was no overly aggressive speech.

It's just that sometimes the black-robed old man thinks too well. He doesn't want to cause trouble. It doesn't mean that Yang Hao wants to calm down.