"I'm already very powerful. Can everyone's red tickets be more powerful?"
The young man in the air smiled indifferently, "If you insist on taking these two two-headed dogs, I don't mind killing two more people. Anyway, the things on you are definitely more valuable than these two two-headed dogs. "
"Senior, although you are a cultivator in the second level of Zhou Tianjing, you don't have to be so ruthless." Hearing the words of the strange man, Feng Zhiyou's face also turned cold, and he said in an extremely unfriendly tone, "Do you think you can resist the siege of so many of us by yourself?"
During the conversation, Weisuo saw that Feng Zhiyou had taken the yellow ruyi with the magic light in his hand.
Weisuo immediately winked at Han Weiwei, and Han Weiwei immediately took out the Spirit Devouring Shield shining with white scale fire, and then took out Liu Sanpao's big knife from the treasure bag with a bitter face.
An ordinary cultivator at the 2nd level of Sky Domain stage would surely be incapable of dealing with so many cultivators. However, seeing how confident this bewitching young man was, Wei Suo felt the urge to beat him up. At the same time, however, he was also fearful that this fellow would utilize some sort of powerful magic treasure to finish him off.
"I'll give you one last chance to choose." The young man sneered disdainfully, "Either leave immediately, or be killed by me."
"Since there's nothing to talk about, then what's the point of talking about it?" Feng Zhiyou also sneered and directly activated the yellow ruyi in his hand. At the same time, he said, "Anyway, we don't know each other. We are all rogue cultivators. As long as we don't say anything, no one will know if we kill you."
Feng Zhiyou's words were intentionally directed at Wei Suo. He was afraid that Wei Suo would have misgivings about this young man's background and wouldn't dare to make a move against him. If that was the case, he, the skinny old man, and the others wouldn't necessarily be able to defeat this 2nd layer Heavenly Cycle realm cultivator.
Wei Suoke also stealthily took out the true Spirit grade black arrow and held it in his hand.
In any case, neither Weisuo nor Han Weiwei knew this person. Since he had threatened to kill all of them, he was definitely not a good person. Weisuo had no qualms about dealing with such a person.
Feng Zhiyou's yellow ruyi turned from one to two, two to four, and more and more, but the young man didn't move at all.
But at this moment, the yellow-robed cultivator with the lowest cultivation behind Feng Zhiyou suddenly released his slightly curved dagger-like magic weapon and hit the back of Feng Zhiyou's neck.
Feng Zhiyou's robe looked like a robe with good defensive power. The yellow-robed practitioner's dagger was not even a Half Spiritual Rank, but Feng Zhiyou's robe could not protect his neck. At such a close distance, Feng Zhiyou only had time to slightly tilt his neck. Blood immediately gushed out from the left side of his neck, and a terrifying wound appeared.
The half-activated yellow ruyi lost the support of Zhenqi and suddenly fell down.
Feng Zhiyou covered his wound tightly. Although he didn't look like he was going to die for a while, he was too seriously injured to fight.
"Guo Ziqi, you!"
The skinny old man shouted in disbelief. A beam of green light shot out from his hand and struck the yellow-robed cultivator. A bloody hole appeared in the yellow-robed cultivator's chest and he was sent tumbling backward.
But the yellow-robed practitioner was like a zombie, with a dull expression on his face.
"Magic arts!"
All the people who saw this scene suddenly turned pale.
"Let me do it!" Han Weiwei shook her hand and quickly took out a pill bottle. She poured all the sticky liquid on Feng Zhiyou's wound. Feng Zhiyou's wound immediately stopped bleeding, but because of excessive blood loss, he couldn't even speak. He sat directly on the ground, reluctantly took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth to regulate his breath.
"Eh?" Seeing that Han Weiwei stopped Feng Zhiyou's bleeding wound so quickly, the young practitioner in the air was a little surprised.
"Don't look at his eyes!"
When his eyes met the young practitioner's, Weisuo saw that there seemed to be a flash of green light in his eyes, which made Weisuo feel dizzy. The expression of the man surnamed Zhu, who was not far from Weisuo, also became a little dazed. Wei Suo's shout caused the brocade-robed man surnamed Zhu to come back to his senses. His face was ashen as he wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead.
"Two practitioners from Zhou Tianjing? Now there is only one left. " The young practitioner showed a feminine smile, and his teeth flashed a cold light like the teeth of a viper.
Following this, the young cultivator calmly commanded the three meter-long crimson blade beneath him to fly another two hundred meters into the air.
This height of fifty to sixty feet had exceeded the range that Weisuo could accurately judge and lock on.
Just when Weisuo was thinking about how to deal with this person with an ugly face, the young practitioner unhurriedly activated the string of white prayer beads that he had been holding in his right hand.
When the twelve white prayer beads fell, they suddenly separated. With a burst of white light, they turned into twelve white skeleton warriors who were as tall as a person, holding a white bone broadsword in one hand and a white bone shield in the other.
"Chi!"
Weisuo directly activated the small black arrow in his hand without any hesitation.
These twelve white skeleton warriors were half a head taller than Weisuo and emitted an aura that made Weisuo feel very uncomfortable. In a situation where he couldn't directly deal with his opponent, Weisuo decided to first destroy the cultivator's magic tool.
A ball of black light surged from Weisuo's hand and instantly shattered the shield and arm of one of the skeleton warriors that was pouncing towards Weisuo and Han Weiwei.
"A spirit grade magic tool! Boss, you're truly amazing! " The large man surnamed Zhu had squeezed his way to Weisuo's side at some point in time and was clearly enjoying the shade of a large tree.
However, Weisuo's expression became even more unsightly.
The middle-aged scholarly cultivator in azure robes had released a white barrier of light, but it was instantly destroyed by two skeleton warriors. As for the large man in black leather armor, his two profound iron shields were slashed by two skeleton warriors, leaving deep marks on them.
The power of the white bone sabers and white shields of these skeleton warriors were almost at the half-spirit grade. Each skeleton was equivalent to a half-spirit grade magic tool!
Moreover, these skeletons didn't need to be controlled after being released. In other words, it was equivalent to twelve cultivators using half-spirit grade offensive magic tools at the same time.
It was no wonder this bewitching young cultivator was so arrogant and wanted to kill them all.
"You dare destroy my magic tool! Very good! I'll make you wish you were dead! "
Seeing Weisuo cripple a skeleton warrior in one move, the young man in the air suddenly revealed a pained expression and roared.
Weisuo directly dealt with him like a pig and simply ignored him. With a swish, he released the small black arrow once more. A ball of black light flashed and directly smashed a skeleton's head into pieces.
The young man's nose was almost crooked from anger. He pressed his blood blade down and instantly sank over thirty meters. At the same time, he formed a circle with his hands and released a spell technique.
"Chi chi chi chi!"
With a series of explosions, the ground shook as if there was an earthquake. Bone spikes that were as tall as a person and as thick as an arm pierced out from the ground around them.
Weisuo, Han Weiwei, and the cultivator surnamed Zhu were all wrapped in the cyan light shield. Five or six white bone spikes pierced out from the ground, but there were many cracks on the cyan light shield. Weisuo and others swayed and couldn't stand stably.
Feng Zhiyou, who was seriously injured, the strong man in black armor who used two black iron shields, and the fat cultivator with an unattractive appearance were lucky. There were no bone spikes sticking out from the ground where they stood.
The muscular man with four limbs happened to have a bone spike sticking out in front of his nose. It almost pierced his nose, which scared him so much that his eyes almost became cross-eyed.
The skinny old man and the middle-aged scholar in a cyan robe were still the cultivator who was injured by the two-headed dog and was sitting on the ground to heal. But they were not so lucky. Just as a trace of horror appeared on their faces, they were pierced by the bone spikes from the bottom to the top.
The three cultivators in the fifth layer of the Spirit Sea Realm were directly killed by the group attack spell of Zhou Tianjing, a cultivator in the second layer of the Spirit Sea Realm!
"Pa!" Weisuo, with a gloomy face, destroyed another white skeleton warrior.
Because after activating this spell, the young cultivator seemed to have consumed a lot of Zhenqi. He swallowed two Qi-recovering Pills and flew up again, beyond the range of Weisuo's accurate attack.
"Very well, this is a real Spirit Level Magic Weapon. You destroyed three of my White Bone Magic Beads. I will kill you and get this thing. I won't lose anything."
The young cultivator sneered and stretched out his hand. The other nine magic beads all turned back into white prayer beads and flew back to his hand. Only the half-skeleton that was broken by Weisuo at the beginning was still shaking in place. At the same time, a ferocious skull with green light appeared in the young cultivator's hand and smashed down.
With a bang, a black iron shield was smashed away and the cyan light cover around Weisuo and others were broken. At the same time, the ugly short and fat cultivator was also hit by a flying green streamer. He screamed and fell to the ground, motionless.
The muscular man and the black-armored cultivator suddenly gathered around Weisuo with pale faces.
Weisuo also leaned slightly toward Feng Zhiyou at this time, protecting the seriously injured Feng Zhiyou.
"Brother Li, here you are. This talisman should be able to pull him into your attack range. " A touch of emotion flashed through Feng Zhiyou's eyes. He also stopped refining the healing pills, took out a silver talisman and handed it to Weisuo.
"Level Two True Magnetic Talisman!"
Weisuo looked at it and suddenly showed a trace of joy in his eyes. He activated the talisman without saying a word.
With a flash of silver light, the young cultivator and the blood blade under him sank at the same time and fell more than three hundred feet.
Han Weiwei's ice dragon and Weisuo's black arrow immediately rushed toward the strange young cultivator.
With a muffled sound, Weisuo and Han Weiwei couldn't help swearing in their hearts at the same time. A black square shield covered with countless runes and formed a tiger head pattern suddenly appeared in front of the young cultivator, blocking his and Han Weiwei's attack.
This magic shield turned out to be a real Spirit Level Defensive Magic Shield!
This strange and ruthless young cultivator seemed to have more powerful magic weapons and magic tools than Weisuo.
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