Chapter 1470: Reverse Suppression

Chapter 1470: Reverse Suppression

When Ye Chunyang spoke, Li Wu and a group of alchemists were all shocked.

Although Li Wu's alchemy skills were slightly inferior to Yan Mo's, he had a very high prestige in Huayu Sect. Even the head of the sect, Murong Minghai, treated him with courtesy. How dare this unknown boy be so rude to him?

What's more, Li Wu was a Jindan cultivator. Ye Chunyang's retort was simply ignorant of the world.

Yan Mo also frowned. He had always regarded the title of "Master Ye" as a joke and never took it to heart.

Seeing Ye Chunyang's unusual behavior today, Yan Mo didn't take him seriously at all, but the other party's arrogance at this time was somewhat unexpected.

"Boy, I kindly reminded you, but it seems that you don't appreciate it?"

Li Wu's eyes were cold.

How could a Jindan cultivator and a master-level alchemist let a young boy slap him in the face?

"Remind?" Ye Chunyang was really tired of hearing the chattering of several people, and sneered directly: "With you half-baked stuff, you are not even worthy of being an alchemy boy beside me, but you are so arrogant, which is ridiculous."

"You are so arrogant!"

Li Wu was furious when he heard this, and took a step forward.

There was a loud bang, and the attic was full of wind. Some alchemists with lower cultivation behind him could not withstand such pressure and could not help but retreat one after another.

"This is troublesome. Li Wu is unruly. Even if Fellow Daoist Ye has a mysterious background behind him, he is only a great cultivator in the Dao Foundation Realm. How can Li Wu let it go if he contradicts him like this?"

Murong Zhuer's expression changed drastically. She didn't expect Ye Chunyang to be so shocking and ignore Li Wu in public.

She hurriedly released her spiritual consciousness to transmit the message, and asked the disciples downstairs to report the news.

"Fellow Daoist Li, forget it."

At this time, Yan Mo stood up and raised his hand to stop him.

"Hmph, a mere junior dares to contradict me like this. If I forgive you so easily, how can I gain a foothold in the world of immortal cultivation in the future?" Li Wu said angrily, obviously not intending to let Ye Chunyang go.

Yan Mo sighed.

He turned his eyes to Ye Chunyang and said, "My little brother, I think of your ignorance and I can pretend that I didn't hear what I said just now. Today, my wife has a cold poison attack, and we need to study a plan to contain the cold poison. You should apologize to Li Daoyou and then withdraw. Don't waste time, otherwise you will delay our rescue opportunity, and you can't bear this responsibility."

"Really?"

Ye Chunyang laughed back and said, "How do you think I should apologize to him?"

"It's very simple. Kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and I won't pursue this matter!"

Before Yan Mo could speak, Li Wu sneered.

"A bunch of short-sighted rubbish, the cold poison of the headmaster's wife is just some accumulated injuries, which could have been easily cured. It's because you have been ignorant of using medicine for these years that not only did you fail to expel the poison, but it has penetrated deeper into your internal organs. Now you are all arrogant. Who gave you the confidence?"

Ye Chunyang snorted lightly, his face unchanged.

"Shut up, kid!"

Not only Li Wu was furious, but Yan Mo's face also turned cold.

"We are well-known in the alchemy world, and there are few people in Zhongzhou who can compare with us. Who do you think you are? How dare you talk nonsense here?"

"Well, I may not have seen such an arrogant person for many years. I want to see where you get the courage?"

Li Wu laughed angrily and said, "Miss Zhu'er, you can see that this kid is just a name-seeking person. I will help you kick him out, so that everyone will not think that anyone can get into Huayu Sect in the future."

Before he finished speaking, Li Wu suddenly pinched the seal, and then waved his palm.

Li Wu's cultivation has reached the Golden Core Realm, so it is not easy for him to attack. After a gust of wind, a big hand gathered in the air, like a dark cloud covering the sky, and pressed down on Ye Chunyang's head.

The sound of "booming" was endless, and the whole attic was shaking violently under this attack. If it were not for the protective magic circle of Yushui Pavilion, it would have been reduced to ruins under the power of this attack.

"Looking for death!"

Ye Chunyang looked disdainful and pointed his two fingers at his eyebrows.

"Buzz!"

An invisible wave of air burst out, and a pleasant and clear sound rang out in the attic, like the sound of nature, and the fairy spirit was like a tide.

Suddenly, a figure with golden light all over his body appeared in the air, revealing unparalleled majesty.

"The soul is out of the body!"

"You are a soul cultivator!"

Li Wu had just cast a spell, and when he saw the golden soul stepping on the void, his face suddenly changed.

Yan Mo's eyebrows also twitched suddenly. Even if it was a soul cultivator, the soul had to reach the out-of-body stage to achieve it. This person was so low-key.

Both of them had a bad premonition for a while.

"You dare to be so presumptuous in front of me with your mere Jindan realm."

"Do you think you are very powerful? Now I will let you know how weak you are to me with your strength, and how ridiculous your arrogance is in my eyes!"

Ye Chunyang's eyes were cold and sharp, and his golden soul exuded supreme divine power, like the Lord of the Nine Heavens, looking down on the world.

Murong Zhu'er also opened her mouth in an instant.

Soul cultivator in the out-of-body stage!

What kind of weight is this?

"No wonder he is so arrogant, it turns out that he really has the confidence. His soul has reached the out-of-body stage, which is comparable to Jindan cultivators."

Murong Zhu'er's heart was churning.

She found that since she met Ye Chunyang, the other party had brought her countless surprises.

The master of the heavenly spirit chamber, the master of alchemy, the soul cultivator in the out-of-body stage, all of these identities are revealed one after another, and any one of them can cause an uproar in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Shameless talk!"

"Even if you are an out-of-body soul cultivator, you are still not strong enough to be arrogant in front of Li!"

Although Li Wu was surprised, he quickly calmed down.

Even if Ye Chunyang reaches the realm of the out-of-body stage, he is still a golden elixir monk. In terms of cultivation, Ye Chunyang may not be better than him, so naturally he has no fear.

But the next scene made Li Wu almost unable to believe his eyes.

I saw the Yuan Shen in mid-air gently raised his hand and pressed down with his back palm, and an astonishing storm of spiritual thoughts spread in the void. The Jade Water Pavilion roared and trembled, and Li Wu's handprint formed by mana immediately collapsed and disappeared.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

A series of dull sounds were heard under Ye Chunyang's backhand. All the alchemists present, including Li Wu, knelt on their knees and lay on the ground, being crushed to death and fainting.

"this?"

Murong Zhuer's eyes widened, and she felt her heart twitch as she looked at Li Wu, whose eyes turned white and was as motionless as a dead dog in the blink of an eye.

Li Wu is a master of the golden elixir, but he can't even resist Ye Chunyang's slap. This scene is simply shocking.

"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. We all underestimated you!"

Yan Mo watched the alchemists being subdued in a blink of an eye, and his heart was so shocked that he was turned upside down.

Ye Chunyang looked down at Yan Mo from the sky, his face showing no signs of movement.

Yan Mo took a deep breath and suddenly took a step forward, feeling a surge of breath all over his body.

He raised his head and glared at Ye Chunyang and said: "Originally, in my eyes, Yan Mo, you were insignificant, but now I have to say that you are qualified for me to take a serious look at you. But today, in front of me, you subdued all these alchemists. If I am indifferent. If I am too strict, I will become the laughing stock of others..."

"Too much nonsense!"

Before Yan Mo finished speaking, Ye Chunyang suddenly slapped him.

Yan Mo's face changed wildly, and he subconsciously took out the protective shield, but then there was a loud bang, and a heavy spiritual power shook down like a hundred thousand mountains, and the shield was shattered in an instant before it came out.

With a "pop", Yan Mo didn't even have a chance to take action. He knelt down directly on his knees, his forehead embedded in the floor, and his eyes filled with extreme horror.

"How can it be?"

"How is this possible? I am a golden elixir monk...how can he be so powerful?"

Before fainting, Yan Mo had questions running through his heart over and over again.

However, in the end, he didn't have any answer, and after his eyes darkened, he didn't know anything about it.

"Ye, Fellow Daoist Ye, you?"

Murong Zhuer stood there as if she was stupid, looking at Ye Chunyang with dull eyes, unable to say a word for a long time.

On the surface, Yan Mo's cultivation level was almost the same as that of Li Wu, but he had cultivated the golden elixir earlier than Li Wu, and his various magical powers and techniques were also far superior to his opponent's. Murong Zhu'er thought that the two of them had such power just now. There will be a dangerous battle, but I didn't expect the result to be so gratifying.

Ye Chunyang pressed down with his palm, and Yan Mo also knelt down on the spot.

"Are they...dead?"

After a long time, Murong Zhuer finally asked with difficulty.

"Don't worry, they are not dead yet." Ye Chunyang's soul returned to his physical body and said calmly.

At this time, a light and shadow flickered from the sky, quickly fell into the attic, and appeared in the form of a middle-aged man in purple robe.

It was Murong Minghai.

Seeing the alchemists kneeling on the ground, Murong Minghai's pupils contracted violently.

Then his eyes fell on Ye Chunyang, with shock on his face.

"Your Excellency, you are Fellow Daoist Ye, right? My Excellency, Murong Minghai, Zhu'er has roughly told me about your Excellency. I thought you were just an alchemist, but I didn't expect that you are a high-level soul cultivator. I'm disrespectful!"

Murong Minghai looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

When he arrived just now, he happened to see the scene of Ye Chunyang Yuanshen subduing everyone, but for some unknown reasons, he didn't show up until now.

"It turns out to be the master of the Huayu Sect." Ye Chunyang nodded slightly, but said nothing more.

Murong Minghai's expression froze, he never expected that Ye Chunyang could be so arrogant.

But the indifference in the other person's eyes made him feel palpitated. That kind of indifference to all living things was definitely not what a young monk in his early twenties possessed.

"Fellow Taoist, I admire you for your strong spiritual skills. However, after all, Yan Mo and Li Wu are the alchemists I sent to invite you. I also ask you to be merciful to them. I am here to apologize to you on their behalf." Murong Minghai With a flash in his heart for a moment, he bowed to Ye Chunyang and said.

A soul cultivator in the out-of-body stage, coupled with his identity as an alchemist, was enough for him to take it seriously.

"Okay, for the sake of both of you, Ye will let them go for now."

Ye Chunyang waved his hand lightly, and sent out a spiritual thought, which divided into several parts and jumped into the minds of Yan Mo and others.