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Home > Fantasy > The Mad Cultivator > Chapter 1597

Chapter 1597

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The sun was blazing, but Ma Zhaolei's heart had sunk into an icehouse.

His home was right in front of him, and his younger brother and sister were at home! But in front of him were the six villains of the Eastern Wilderness' Thirteen Cultivators!

What should he do? Even if he gave up the Foundation Establishment Elixir, would these people let him and his sister go?

Guo Zhenhai stood on a sword-shaped artifact and looked at the Foundation Establishment Perfected Cultivator with disdain. "Ma, I won't hide it from you. My sister, who is ranked thirteenth among the Eastern Wilderness' Thirteen Cultivators, wants to build her foundation. That's why she came out to ask for the Foundation Establishment Elixir. As long as you hand over the Foundation Establishment Elixir, I will let you live."

Ma Zhaolei's eyes widened, but he had no choice. His home was behind him, and he didn't want to bring danger to his younger brother and sister.

"If I hand over the Foundation Establishment Elixir, you will let me go?" Ma Zhaolei asked in a low voice.

"That's right." Guo Zhenhai replied casually. But the cultivators around him were laughing at him like he was a clown, which made Ma Zhaolei's heart turn cold.

Ma Zhaolei said honestly, "I can give you the Foundation Establishment Elixir, but I don't trust you."

Guo Zhenhai wanted to say something, but the cultivator beside him said, "Big Brother, don't talk nonsense with him. Just kill him. Hmph, you want to escape unscathed after provoking the Eastern Wilderness' Thirteen Cultivators? In your dreams. You and your younger brother and sister will all die. You are just a bunch of trash. "

Hearing the word trash, Ma Zhaolei was furious, but he knew he wasn't a match for them. He shouted, "This is the territory of Mt. Spirit Beast College, and you dare to kill and rob?"

Guo Zhenhai laughed, "Mt. Spirit Beast College isn't what it used to be. We won't care about this. You … are courting death!"

As he was speaking, Ma Zhaolei actually drew his Fire Cloud Saber and attacked! Guo Zhenhai thought, 'You actually dare to attack me first? You have guts!'

"Cross Slash!" After a few decades, Ma Zhaolei's martial skills were even more superb. What's more, his Spirit Martial Body-Tempering Art was stronger than cultivators of the same rank. That's why when the two intersecting saber lights slashed down, Guo Zhenhai was forced to retreat thirty feet.

Ma Zhaolei had been fighting beasts alone in the mountains all year round, so he wasn't any weaker than others. He forced Guo Zhenhai back with a single strike and bought precious time. Then, he turned around and slashed at the impatient man who had been clamoring to kill Ma Zhaolei.

The impatient Ma Zhaolei was only at the eighth stage of Foundation Establishment, so he was at a disadvantage against Ma Zhaolei, who was at the sixth stage of Foundation Establishment. At first, he thought that Ma Zhaolei was inferior to him. But after exchanging blows, he realized that Ma Zhaolei was a bit troublesome!

"Chaotic Blade Slash!" Ma Zhaolei was also fighting as if his life depended on it. He forced Guo Zhenhai, who was the strongest among them, to retreat. Ignoring the attacks of the other four, he attacked with all his might, swearing to kill this impatient fellow in front of him!

The Chaotic Blade Slash was unleashed. The two Fire Cloud Sabers turned into a red light, and with a whistling sound, they slashed towards the cultivator!

Boom boom boom!

Although the Fire Cloud Saber was not a magic tool, it was very sturdy and sharp. Dozens of slashes slashed at the cultivator's spiritual energy barrier!

At this moment, the impatient cultivator finally realized how powerful Ma Zhaolei was. His face turned ashen, and he shouted, "Big Brother, save me!"

At this time, Guo Zhenhai had already recovered. He opened his mouth and spat out a gray flying sword. The flying sword turned into a stream of light, and with a swoosh, it blocked in front of the impatient cultivator!

Ma Zhaolei was secretly anxious. If the flying sword was one step late, he could have broken the barrier and killed the impatient cultivator!

"Cross Slash!" Ma Zhaolei didn't let the impatient cultivator escape. He leaped into the air, put the two sabers together, and suddenly pulled out. The saber light formed a cross, and fiercely slashed at the impatient cultivator, swearing to kill this person!

The guy was already scared to the point that his face turned ashen. He looked at the cross-shaped saber light in the sky in horror, and he only knew how to shout, "Big Brother! Big Brother! "

"Second Brother, don't panic!" Guo Zhenhai coldly snorted. Standing in the distance, he raised his hand and pointed, and shouted, "Block!"

The gray flying sword immediately remembered Ma Zhaolei's saber light … Clang!

Clang clang clang!

A sound came from behind. It turned out that Ma Zhaolei's two Fire Cloud Sabers were broken!

His saber was refined by Zhang Jiude. It wasn't a magic tool, but it was better than magic tools. It was extremely hard! He had always liked it, and he had been using it until now. Normal magic tools really couldn't compare to the Fire Cloud Saber.

However, Guo Zhenhai's was different. That gray blur wasn't a magic tool, but a magic treasure! Natal magic treasure!

No matter how hard the Fire Cloud Saber was, it couldn't deal with a natal magic treasure! Thus, with a single strike, the victor was decided. The Fire Cloud Saber was broken into two, and the two Fire Cloud Sabers were broken into four pieces …

"Master!" The two saber tips fell from the sky. Ma Zhaolei looked at the two saber handles in his hands and muttered, "Master, the saber is broken."

No matter how bad Zhang Jiude was, no matter how much hatred Ye Kong had. However, Zhang Jiude was Ma Zhaolei and Ji Xiaolou's great benefactor. When Ma Zhaolei saw the saber was broken, tears actually rolled down his eyes.

Only then did the impatient cultivator let out a sigh of relief. Knowing that he didn't die, he still had lingering fear. However, when Guo Zhenhai flew over, he became arrogant again and scolded, "Poor bastard, can't use magic tools! You actually cried when ordinary iron was broken. You really aren't a man! "

However, at this moment, a clear voice came from the small house a hundred meters away, "Whether you are a man or not, it is not up to you to say! I think the six of you fighting against one person is not a man! I originally wanted to attack, but now it seems that Ma Zhaolei alone is enough to kill all of you! "

"Boasting shamelessly, who the hell are you? Pretending to be mysterious …"

"Second brother!" Guo Zhenhai stopped his little brother because he realized that his divine sense couldn't enter the small house.

He said in a deep voice, "Senior, this lowly one is Eastern Wasteland's Thirteen Cultivators. Today, I wanted to ask for a Foundation Establishment Pill. Since I can't get one, we will forget about it. We have disturbed senior, please forgive us."

This Guo Zhenhai was a character. When he realized that he had met an expert, he immediately begged for mercy. When he met someone with a good temper, he would let them go.

However, today, this person's temper wasn't good. He said, "You think you can forgive me just because you say so? Damn it, you are even more awesome than me. F * ck your ancestors, I hate idiots like you the most."

Hearing the profanity in the house, Guo Zhenhai frowned but didn't dare to scold back. He said in a deep voice, "Senior, what do you want?"

The person in the house said, "Fight with Ma Zhaolei. If you can beat him, you can live. If you can't beat him, you will be killed by him! "

When Guo Zhenhai and the others heard this, they heaved a sigh of relief. Damn it, I thought it was some difficult request, but it turned out to be this. Beating Ma Zhaolei was nothing! They didn't know if this senior was helping Ma Zhaolei or harming him.

The person who spoke in the house was Ye Kong. When he said this, Ma Zhaolei's younger siblings were dissatisfied. The little boy said, "Senior, my big brother is only at the sixth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Among the six people outside, one is at the Golden Core Realm and the other five are at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Senior, my big brother has always been useless. Those at the same level as him can bully him. How can he beat so many people?"

Ye Kong shook his head and said, "You are wrong. He is not useless, but he is a simple person who doesn't like to fight. I asked him to fight six people alone to let you, to let himself, and to let everyone know that he is not a waste! "

When Ye Kong finished speaking, he raised his hand and took out two long swords. They floated side by side. Then, Ye Kong raised his hands and released raging flames from his palms. He fixed the two balls of fire under the swords, then stretched out his hand and bent one of the long swords. He pulled it into an arc and changed the sword hilt into a knife hilt.

Then, he did the same with the other long sword. The two swords became two strange-looking scimitars. However, Ye Kong wasn't done yet. He put away the two balls of fire and released a white light from his fingertips. Then, he used this white light to carve runes that concealed Immortal Qi on the two swords.

Then, Ye Kong looked at his two "knives" with satisfaction.

However, that ugly Voldemort muttered at the side, "And you said that my aesthetic sense is bad. Hmph, I have never seen such ugly weapons. They look like two curved bananas!"

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