The Return of the Great Emperor

Chapter 578 - Anti-tooth for an anti-tooth

After most cultivators are approached, they will be in a hurry.

Because too many people only practice magical powers but not combat skills, setting a distance against spells is the routine they are used to. Once they are close to each other... how to play?

But Hu Bugui sneered: "Do you think I am those idiots? Close combat? This is my strongest!"

brush!

He slashed over with one sword, ethereal but heavy, combining two completely different styles.

In everyone's eyes, it seemed like a mountain crashing over, so terrible that it was indescribable.

A mountain, how can I stop it when I hit it? Where to hide?

Nan Shanyue nodded: "Everyone in the world thinks that magical powers are the kingly way, but in the eyes of real practitioners, the strongest is the one who advances both magical powers and combat skills."

Qi Changming did not sing a opposite tune with him: "It is not inferior to the power of practicing combat skills to the level of 'Tao'. But too many people look down on combat skills, and they really don't know how to say!"

"Hu Bugui's sword... has a hint of the charm of the knife." Nan Shanyue immediately said, they were all conveying their thoughts with divine thoughts, so they were very fast.

"He is only a few hundred years old. How could he touch the threshold of Tao at such a young age?" Nan Shanyue was shocked. From this point of view, he, Qi Changming and Yu Pianpian were left far behind by Hu Bugui.

A sword has the realm of sword path, and a sword has the realm of sword path. As long as you reach the realm of Taoism, you are qualified to be a master, but which master is not at least over a million years old?

Without a long time to immerse yourself in it, how can you accumulate strength and sublimate it?

Although immortals have a long life span, if they do not have talent in the corresponding field, they may not necessarily enter the realm of Taoism even if they live for tens of millions or hundreds of millions of years.

Therefore, even if Hu Bugui only touched a trace of the edge of the Dao Realm, it was still incredible and unacceptable.

At this moment, Hu Bugui had already cut Ye Yan's neck with one knife.

No one saw how this knife was cut, almost the Tao, so how could it be discovered by the naked eye?

It's over!

How terrible is the power of Hu Bugui's sword?

It’s like the collapse of Xianshan!

So, this knife slashed his neck, no matter how many layers of magic power you have, it would be useless. If you cut it, it would all collapse!

And even if the sect kills his fellow disciples in public, will the sect punish Hu Bugui?

How is that possible!

He is so genius that he built an immortal bridge at a few hundred years old and even touched a trace of the sword path. How could the sect punish him severely?

At most, I just blame a few words of symbolic words and the matter will be over.

Ye Yan?

Death in vain!

Who asked you to come and provoke it?

Buzz!

The blade stopped and was blocked by a finger!

What? !

Everyone stared blankly, their eyes were about to pop out.

How could this knife be blocked?

It's almost like the Tao!

And, it's just a finger!

Could it be that the immortal took action?

However, everyone could see clearly that this finger belonged to Ye Yan.

One finger blocked a knife like a landslide?

It's simply dreamy!

Ye Yan snorted coldly, shrank his finger and turned into a fist, and blasted towards Hu Bugui.

Alas!

Hu Bugui couldn't dodge this punch at all, and he was hit by another blow in his nose, and blood thrust.

Ye Yan swung his punch again, but he still hit Hu Bugui in the face.

Alas! Alas! Alas!

Every time he punched, Hu Bugui was bleeding wildly. In just a few punches, his face was three inches deep, and his whole face was bloody and full of weirdness.

"I hurt my senior sister, I will give you ten times back!" Ye Yan punched like rain, and each punch condensed terrifying magic power. After a few more punches, the sound of broken bones sounded.

Hu Bugui's skull has been completely deformed, and even broken bones have been pierced from his hair, bloody and a little white brain sticking to it, which is indescribable.

Everyone was chilling all over. This young man was so cruel. Is he going to beat him to death?

If you go to other peaks to provoke, if you beat other people's disciples to death - especially a super genius like Hu Bugui, will the sect spare you?

But now does anyone dare to persuade him?

If the immortal doesn’t come out, who can stop him?

Everyone looked at Nan Shanyue and Qi Changming. The only two who could stop Ye Yan were the ones on the scene?

Nan Shanyue sighed. He really didn't want to offend Ye Yan, but as the son of the Lord of Lingbo Peak, if he watched Hu Bugui be beaten to death, the Badao Immortal would definitely blame his father on his head.

At this time, Qi Changming was just casual and casual cultivator without any worries.

"Junior Brother Ye!" Nan Shanyue said loudly, "I am Nan Shanyue from Lingbofeng. Please give me some face and stop fighting!"

His voice was booming, like thunder.

These words are not simply said, but he used his supernatural powers to show his powerful strength.

——The strength is not enough, and there is not even the qualification to persuade the fight.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Alas! Alas! Alas!

Ye Yan still punched continuously, as if he hadn't heard it at all, which made Nan Shanyue's face suddenly look ugly.

After punching more than a dozen more punches, Ye Yan stopped and turned his head to smile at Nan Shanyue: "What did this senior brother just say?"

Nan Shanyue's face became even darker. You obviously did it on purpose!

Fortunately, although Hu Bugui is no longer in human form, his breath of life has not been cut off.

Obviously, Ye Yan is not a real reckless person, and knows his limits.

Pah!

Nan Shanyue immediately overturned his own conclusion. Hu Bugui's injury was too serious. He might not be able to recover without a few hundred years of recuperation.

This means that his time to become an immortal will also be delayed by a few hundred years!

For an outstanding genius, what a huge loss this is?

Ye Yan is equivalent to offending Ba Dao Peak to death.

But it is undeniable that this kid is really a man of character. When his senior sister was injured by Hu Bugui, he also fought back, which made him admire him.

"Nothing." He smiled. As long as Ye Yan didn't kill anyone, everything would be fine.

It was just a sparring match, and he just hit harder.

Hu Bugui lay on the ground like a dead fish.

He was actually unconscious, but because he couldn't accept losing to Ye Yan, he was like a soulless person at this moment, with only a blank in his mind.

At this moment, a ray of light flew over from a distance, and then a middle-aged man with a long sword on his back came from the sky and landed on the square.

Suddenly, an indescribable breath was like boiling water, which made people feel terrified and palpitating.

"Greetings to the Seven Swords Immortal!" The disciples of Ba Dao Peak immediately knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Greetings to the Seven Swords Immortal!" The disciples who were watching the excitement also bowed and saluted, but did not kneel down.

The middle-aged man with a sword on his back was an immortal of Ba Dao Peak. In fact, he was also an apprentice of Ba Dao Immortal, but because he achieved immortality, his seniority was naturally higher.

He still called Ba Dao Immortal his master, but everyone was not qualified to call him senior brother, but called him Seven Swords Immortal respectfully.

The immortal of Ba Dao Peak ended!