"Old fart, don't be so stupid! My Upper Immortal Master has no interest in a low-level cultivator like you. He's just lonely as an expert and wants to find someone who's passable to test his moves. At the same time, let me see how a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage is killed! "Gong Shaoxi raised his chin and shouted.
"What … what did you say?" Wei Xizhong was still immersed in the thrill of scaring off his opponent. When he heard Gong Shaoxi's words, he could not react and asked subconsciously.
"My Master wants to kill a Full Circle Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. We've been waiting for this wish for a long time. Now that you've appeared, we're so happy!" Gong Shaoxi was not afraid at all. He repeated his words again, then shook his legs and laughed coldly.
"How dare you! How dare you make fun of me. I'll send you on your way first! " Wei Xizhong realized that he had been fooled. He was so angry that he trembled. He stared at Gong Shaoxi and roared.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Xizhong immediately injected Primordial Qi into every thread of the iron horsetail whisk in his hand. Then, he raised his palm slightly. The threads were like sharp thorns. They suddenly stood up and shot straight at Gong Shaoxi!
Gong Shaoxi was shocked. His sneer stopped abruptly and he retreated. Just as he was about to call for his Immortal Master to save him, he saw Xiao Chen suddenly move.
"What kind of stupid magic weapon is this? It's more like it's used to drive away mosquitoes. You actually have the nerve to take it out to show off. Don't you have any decent magic weapons on you? " As Xiao Chen sneered, he stretched out his hand and easily caught the threads that flew past him. Then, he exerted some strength in his wrist and snatched the entire iron horsetail whisk into his hand.
Seeing this, Wei Xizhong's expression could not help but sink. Xiao Chen's attack speed was indeed astonishing. However, when he stared at the Iron Horsetail Whisk that Xiao Chen had snatched away, a trace of hidden joy suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Hahaha, Immortal Master is really powerful!" Gong Shaoxi's expression immediately changed from fear to excitement. He said excitedly, "It's a pity that my father and junior fellow apprentice are not here now. If he could see with his own eyes that you could kill a cultivator at the peak of Yuanying Realm, his life would not be in vain!"
"I say, disciple, can't you speak properly? You either call him father or junior brother. If others hear you calling him father and junior brother, they will think that something is wrong! In any case, he gave birth to you and brought you up, can't you respect him a little? "Hong Zhu rolled his eyes at Gong Shaoxi and said snappily.
Every time he heard Gong Shaoxi say this, Hong Zhu would feel particularly awkward. They were clearly father and son, yet they kept addressing each other as Senior Brother and Junior Brother.
"Hey, old fart, don't tell me that's all you've got?" Xiao Chen waved the iron horsetail whisk in his hand and said coldly, "Hurry up and show me what you're good at. This Young Master doesn't have the time to waste with you. In any case, you won't be able to live today, so you might as well take out your trump card and let me broaden my horizons!"
Wei Xizhong was also confused by Gong Shaoxi's chaotic relationship. At this time, when he heard Xiao Chen's urging, he quickly regained his wits and said with a strange and evil smile, "Trump card? Isn't it in your hand? "
"You have the nerve to call this fly swatter your trump card …" Xiao Chen waved his hand disdainfully. Halfway through his sentence, he felt as if his finger had been entangled by something.
Looking down in astonishment, Xiao Chen discovered that the thing that had taken the initiative to entangle his finger was the silk thread that he had been tightly gripping!
Just as Xiao Chen was slightly stunned, the silk thread on the iron horsetail whisk suddenly seemed to have a life of its own. It began to grow and extend continuously. Soon, it wrapped around Xiao Chen's hands and feet, and then tightly tied him up, not allowing him to move!
There were even a few silk threads that had spread up Xiao Chen's chest and strangled his neck.
Wei Xizhong saw that his magical instrument had begun to work, and he couldn't help but laugh up to the sky. He mocked mercilessly, "Brat, at least you're called an immortal by your disciple. How can you be bound by this little thing? I think you're just so-so! You don't seem to be that great! "
"What the hell is this … An Xiaomo, what are you waiting for? Hurry up … cut off the silk thread … "Xiao Chen tried to struggle a few times, but found that it was impossible to break free with human strength. Instead, it was getting tighter and tighter. He had to give an order to An Xiaomo with difficulty.
"Yes! Master. " An Xiaomo was originally floating in the air, waiting for Xiao Chen to summon again. When she heard the order, she immediately responded and swooped down toward Xiao Chen.
When she rushed in front of Xiao Chen, An Xiaomo manipulated the flying sword and carefully slashed at the silk thread of the iron horsetail whisk. However, after slashing several times in succession, she couldn't cut off the silk thread that was getting more and more entangled. Instead, a small crack appeared on the body of the flying sword, which made Xiao Chen feel pain.
"Tsk tsk, you actually have this kind of magical instrument at such a young age. You must have encountered some great luck, so you have the guts to call yourself an immortal, right?" Wei Xizhong looked at the flying sword that moved on its own, curled his lips, and sighed.
"Cut the crap, let go of my immortal master! My master still has many magical instruments and tricks. I can let you experience them one by one. I guarantee that you've never seen them in your life! "Gong Shaoxi hid behind Xiao Chen and shouted at Wei Xizhong.
"You want to provoke me to let go? Don't waste your efforts! " Wei Xizhong sneered and looked at Xiao Chen, who was still struggling in vain. He said lightly, "Those horsetail whisk threads are made of the mane of ancient spiritual beasts. They are extremely precious. Although your flying sword looks very magical, it's simply a pipe dream to think that you can cut my horsetail whisk threads with this ordinary weapon!"
Xiao Chen actually did not have any fear. Although he felt a little suffocated, he still looked down at the silk thread that tied him with great interest.
He found that these strands of silk thread were shiny and oily. Although they looked soft and entangled, they were very tough when they were wrapped around the body. The flying sword could not cut them, which also proved that these silk threads were very hard. They were indeed like the mane of an animal, such as the quills on a porcupine.
Wei Xizhong waited for a while, but he didn't see any reaction from Xiao Chen. He couldn't help but feel a little angry. A faint layer of Primordial Qi appeared on his body. He snorted and said, "Kid, do you think it's over? Today, this old man will let you enjoy some more exciting things! I'll make your trip worthwhile! "
When Xiao Chen heard this, he looked up in surprise. He saw that Wei Xizhong was making a few hand gestures back and forth, and then his mouth was murmuring. The Primordial Qi on his body was constantly increasing.
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