Chapter 580: First Test of Physical Skills

Chapter 580: First Test of Physical Skills

This ink-clothed monk is naturally Ye Chunyang, who has been practicing hard in the quicksand for several months. Now that he has mastered the Shadowless Escape, he wanted to continue training in the quicksand, but suddenly found that he had lost contact with Pixiu. When he came out to investigate, he discovered Pixiu has been captured by others.

Hearing what he said, the three old men with bones and teeth couldn't help but think that they were hearing hallucinations. After being slightly startled, a strange look appeared on their faces as if they had heard a big joke.

"Your Excellency, you have such a arrogant tone. You dare to be so arrogant even in the middle stage of your magic power. I haven't met such an arrogant person for a long time. Now I am too lazy to beat around the bush with you. We are going to make a deal on this Pixiu. Can you help me?" How?"

The old man with bones and teeth grinned and looked at Ye Chunyang with a teasing expression.

"Hehe, this person really doesn't know how high the sky is. We just want to steal his spiritual pet. What can he do to us?"

"It seems that most of the monks here are arrogant people. Fellow Daoist Wu, I remember that you have a method of making elixirs from human flesh. Why don't you capture him and throw him into the alchemy furnace to make human elixirs? Let's see how arrogant he becomes."

The old woman surnamed Mei and the swarthy old man were both ridiculing.

If the opponent's cultivation level was higher, he might be a little afraid of him, but he dared to talk nonsense despite his low level, how could they endure it.

Ye Chunyang raised his head, looked at the three of them expressionlessly, and said, "You will know soon if I can help you."

There was a soft sound of "chi", like the breeze blowing by. Ye Chunyang seemed to be frozen, but the expression of the old man with bones and teeth suddenly changed drastically, because the next moment, Ye Chunyang was in front of him.

"What a fast movement!"

The bones and teeth old man's pupils shrank violently, unable to hide his look of horror.

Ye Chunyang's speed was like changing his body and shrinking to an inch. This kind of movement skills can only be displayed by masters in the Dan Formation stage. How could he, a monk in the middle stage of magic power, do it!

The old woman surnamed Mei and the dark-skinned old man were also shocked. They did not expect Ye Chunyang to be able to reach such speed.

However, these three people are not ordinary people. They quickly calmed down after the initial shock. Even if the opponent's movements are exquisite and the gap in cultivation is there, not to mention that they are three late-stage magicians, how can this person compete with them? enemy.

The old man with bones and teeth immediately let out a ferocious laugh, cast a spell and used a magic shield to protect himself. Then he stretched out his body, and instead of avoiding it, he attacked head-on.

Ye Chunyang's face flashed with sarcasm, he made a fist with one hand and punched it out suddenly.

"boom!"

Without warning, the old man felt as if he was hit by a huge mountain in the chest. His protective shield shattered on the spot, and he spit out blood and flew dozens of feet away.

The pupils of the two people beside him shrank, and the old man with bones and teeth couldn't believe what was happening. However, before he could stabilize his body, a black shadow flashed before his eyes, followed by a thunderous sound, and a wave of A strong wind blew past his ears, and Ye Chunyang's iron fist struck again, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The scream of "Ah" echoed in the night sky, but it soon subsided. The old man's head exploded, and half of his body was plunged into the yellow sand like mud. He met the King of Hell on the spot.

The old woman surnamed Mei and the dark-skinned old man seemed to have been cast with restraining charms. They stood there with dull expressions on their faces, and the entire desert suddenly fell into deathly silence.

The night wind was very cold, but it was not as cold as the current chill.

The old man with bones and teeth is a man who combines talisman refining and alchemy furnaces, and is a relatively well-known figure in their Tianxing Sea. Even monks of the same level may not be able to kill him, but tonight he was killed by someone of this level. The lower-level monk with mid-level magic power was punched into pulp in the blink of an eye.

This scene made them deeply shocked and even more horrified!

They could see clearly that this man had not even used magic weapons just now, but the old man with bones and teeth had no resistance in his hands. What kind of speed and brute force was this?

"Fellow Daoist Feng, this person is a physical cultivator, and his physical power far exceeds the realm of Taoism. You and I will take action together!"

The old woman surnamed Mei felt awe-inspiring in her heart. The conditions for physical cultivation were extremely demanding. It was recognized as the most difficult cultivation in the world of immortality. It was also very rare. However, such monks often had superior physical bodies and could easily crush the same level. They could even surpass the level to destroy the enemy. , it was obvious that the old man Bone Ya was killed by one blow without any precautions. How dare the old woman surnamed Mei be any more careless.

After shouting at the swarthy old man, she held out a magic mirror without thinking too much.

The whole body of this realm is dark ink, surrounded by various small bronze scrolls, exuding a rich and ancient atmosphere, and has extraordinary spirituality. It seems to be a powerful ancient treasure.

After the old man sacrificed the magic realm, he clasped the magic with one hand and drew a rune. The black light on the mirror suddenly swelled, illuminating a round of cold rainbow light, which shot straight towards Ye Chunyang.

When the swarthy old man saw this, the contempt on his face turned into a solemn look. He immediately pressed his lower abdomen without hesitation to summon his own magic weapon.

It was a strange-looking black ruler. As soon as it appeared, there was a gust of wind and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. It was obviously a magic weapon of evil spirits. From a spiritual point of view, it was no weaker than the old woman's black light mirror.

The two of them cast spells at the same time, blasting towards Ye Chunyang with one foot and one mirror at the same time. With the old man Gu Ya's lesson learned, the two of them did not dare to look down upon him anymore. The moment they took action, they were 100% powerful, as if they were going to kill him with one blow. .

The two magic weapons were extremely fast, and they were in front of Ye Chunyang in an instant. He glanced back, but seemed unmoved and did not dodge.

The old woman surnamed Mei and the dark-skinned old man sneered when they saw this.

Did this man think he could withstand the attacks of their two magic weapons with his flesh and blood body?

At the moment, the mana is even greater, and the speed of the attack is doubled.

With two muffled sounds, the cold black light and the sharp wind passed through Ye Chunyang's body without any hindrance.

Seeing this scene, the old woman surnamed Mei and the dark-skinned old man couldn't help laughing, secretly thinking that this person seemed to be a brave, foolhardy, arrogant and arrogant person, and that the old man with bones and teeth died unjustly at his hands.

However, just as the two of them were feeling happy, their faces suddenly condensed.

There was no trace of blood on the figure that was penetrated by the precious light. After staying in place for a few seconds, it gradually became blurred and finally dissipated.

"Afterimage?"

The expressions of the two people changed suddenly, and then they seemed to have a premonition of something, and they shouted in their hearts that something was wrong.

"Whoosh!" There were two blasts of wind, and the old woman surnamed Mei and the dark-skinned old man didn't have time to say anything and flew back to the left and right respectively.

As their cultivation reached the late stage of magic power, their speed was naturally incomparable to that of ordinary people. In the blink of an eye, they could escape dozens of feet away while raising their magic weapons for defense.

But at this moment, the situation suddenly changed. The old woman surnamed Mei had just held up the black light mirror when a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Then her hand went numb. In her horrified eyes, the mirror was punched into pieces. , the finely broken lenses exploded into a dazzling brilliance in the air.

This ancient treasure was a powerful magic weapon that the old woman surnamed Mei relied on. It had taken away the lives of countless magic monks with it, but now it could not withstand the power of Ye Chunyang's punch.

terrible!

This person can even penetrate ancient treasures. How strong must he be physically?

The old woman surnamed Mei was horrified and lost all fighting spirit for a moment. She used the escape method to escape without thinking.

Ye Chunyang waved his fist expressionlessly.

"Bang bang."

There was a roar in the void, but before the old woman's escape technique could be used, her face suddenly froze, her spine was broken, all the muscles and bones in her body were broken, her body fell down weakly, and she lost all breath after struggling several times.

The swarthy old man watched this scene helplessly, and a strong contrast hit his heart. He instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was completely cold. How dare he try to seize the spiritual pet and kill Ye Chunyang.

He immediately stretched out his body and fled for his life in a hurry.

After killing the old woman surnamed Mei with one punch, Ye Chunyang seemed to be aware of it and looked sideways in the direction where the dark old man had fled. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he disappeared after a sway.

The sound of wind and electricity made the ground shrink to an inch!

Almost in a breath, Ye Chunyang appeared behind the dark old man and raised his fist to strike without saying a word.

The dark-skinned old man was terrified, and tried his best to use his luck-boosting spells to fly away, but it was all useless. Ye Chunyang's movements were like lightning and flint, incredibly fast.

In an instant, the dark old man felt as if his back was hit by a mountain. His body arched like a prawn. He let out a horrifying scream and was thrown far into the air. Finally, it exploded into a ball of blood mist, with only a few bits of broken powder. Sprinkled on the yellow sand.

He was directly beaten to a pulp by Ye Chunyang.

After watching the three of them die, Ye Chunyang fell back to his original position with an expressionless face, and reached out towards the spirit beast bag on the body of the old man Bone Ya.

Although this bag was forbidden by the old man, it was nothing in front of Ye Chunyang's powerful spiritual consciousness, and it could be cracked with just a slight impact.

A golden light jumped out from it, and there was a lingering fear in Pixiu's eyes. When he saw that it was his master, he jumped onto his shoulder with relief.

"As a saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. I didn't expect you, a beast, to be so greedy. Are you going to suffer now?"

Ye Chunyang calmly stroked Pi Xiu's soft hair, and finally looked at the bodies of the three people.

"I don't want to take your lives, but if you insist on taking Pixiu by force, you are asking for your own death."

Shaking his head and sighing, Ye Chunyang patted Pi Xiu and said: "The old man's elixir is actually of average quality, much worse than the spiritual elixir I refined in the past. If you want to eat it, I will give it to you next time." It’s just refining, but don’t fall into other people’s traps again.”

Pixiu whined as if it was spiritual, shrank its neck and nodded obediently. It was obvious that it really suffered a lot this time.

Ye Chunyang chuckled slightly, exercised his skills and adjusted his breath for a while before looking back at the sea of ​​quicksand behind him.

After these months of hard training, he has achieved great success in his Shadowless Escape, and there is no need to stay here anymore. However, the deadline for the Ghost Valley and his party agreed with Xu Tai is approaching, and it is time to go to the appointment.

Although he had mastered the Shadowless Escape, which gave him extraordinary physical skills, it was not enough to protect himself in front of the monks in the middle and late stages of pill formation. He had to refine the Wind Spirit Boots to assist him.

After thinking for a while, he used the Spirit Control Technique and prepared to use Pixiu to lead the way out of this place.

"Huh? This is..."

Just when Ye Chunyang turned around to leave, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the corpse of the old man Bone Ya with suspicion. Then he stretched out his hand and a dark yellow drawing flew out of his hand.