True Immortal of the Netherworld

At this moment, Yuan Xiaodao suddenly turned his head and whispered softly: "Two more people came, I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Then he said loudly to Xu Yang: "It seems that I have to solve the immediate trouble first. Boy Xu Yang, as we agreed, don't try to escape. My flying knife doesn't have eyes." After that, he fiercely He glared at Xu Yang fiercely.

After a while, two figures were seen rushing from outside the barrier.

The visitors were none other than Tu Sanli and Fatty Tong, who had just met Zhang Zhi.

Tu Sanli saw Xu Yang standing nervously in front of Yuan Xiaodao from a distance. When he saw Zhang Zhi who was unconscious on the ground and the golden flying knife in Yuan Xiaodao's hand, he seemed to understand what had just happened.

"Someone dares to bully my brother." Tu Sanli thought to himself, and a huge anger suddenly rushed to his head.

"Hmph!" Tu Sanli snorted coldly. With a flick of his wrist, he held the huge white bone blade in his hand. His spiritual pressure leaked out. He held the sharp white bone blade in his right hand and was about to rush forward and chop Yuan Xiaodao.

At this time, Tu Sanli's left hand was suddenly grabbed by Fatty Tong.

Fatty Tong glanced secretly at Tu Sanli, and Tu Sanli calmed down his anger a lot, but the hand holding the bone blade was still trembling slightly.

Although Fatty Tong had never met Xu Yang in person before, he heard that Tu Sanli often praised Xu Yang in front of him. Based on Xu Yang's appearance and Tu Sanli's anxious look just now, he had already guessed that the young man opposite was probably Xu Yang. As for Zhang Zhi, who fell to the ground and was seriously injured, it must have been caused by Yuan Xiaodao, who was standing opposite Xu Yang.

Seeing that Zhang Zhi, whose cultivation level was the same as his own, was seriously injured and fainted in such a short period of time after being separated from him. The person standing opposite Xu Yang was definitely stronger than the two of them. That's why Fatty Tong grabbed Tu Sanli and stopped him from moving rashly.

Xu Yang saw the person coming clearly and did not dare to say anything. He hurriedly winked at Tu Sanli who was opposite him.

Seeing Xu Yang's state, Fatty Tong was even more sure of his judgment just now. Suddenly he shouted: "Xu Yang, little thief, hurry up and catch him."

Hearing Fatty Tong's shouting, Tu Sanli immediately shouted: "Little thief, you stole my things, please hand them over quickly."

With that said, he rushed towards Xu Yang with the bone blade in his hand.

Yuan Xiaodao was so surprised by these two people that he didn't understand what was going on, but he must not let Xu Yang be captured by these two people.

Yuan Xiaodao took a step forward and blocked Xu Yang.

Seeing this, Xu Yang naturally understood Tu Sanli's intention. As soon as he raised his hand, the three phantom pestles were already lying in front of him.

Tu Sanli shouted: "Little thief, look at Grandpa, I won't chop you today." He raised his white bone sword and made a chopping motion.

Yuan Xiaodao subconsciously jumped forward, aimed the golden flying knife in his hand towards Tu Sanli's falling bone knife, and was about to stop Tu Sanli's knife.

Tu Sanli was overjoyed when he saw Yuan Xiaodao approaching him. To deal with opponents who were good at using flying knives, closing the distance was the most effective attack method.

Tu Sanli suddenly shouted: "Cut vegetables!"

Before he finished speaking, the broadsword suddenly changed direction in the air and swept horizontally. With a roar, the broadsword went straight to Yuan Xiaodao's waist and abdomen and cut it.

At the same time, Fatty Tong had a broad-backed and sharp-edged Vajra ax in his hand. Fatty Tong also shouted: "Chop the melon!" He held the handle of the ax with both hands and slashed diagonally towards Yuan Xiaodao's back.

The two of them cooperated seamlessly, and their swords and axes instantly formed an attack without any blind spots.

Seeing that there was no way to hide, a golden spot suddenly appeared in the center of Yuan Xiaodao's forehead. The golden spot twisted, drawing a strange Sanskrit symbol on its forehead.

At the same time, Yuan Xiaodao's whole body flashed with a faint golden light. The aura of the whole person suddenly increased, and in an instant it was close to the true elixir state.

A wisp of golden spiritual flame as thick as a straw rope was seen surrounding Yuan Xiaodao, and Yuan Xiaodao's body quickly spun. The golden flying knife in his hand struck the sharp edges of Tu Sanli's bone knife and Fatty Tong's ax extremely quickly, slowing down the oncoming attacks of swords and axes. Immediately afterwards, his body twisted violently, and he avoided the attack that was so close to him just now.

At this moment, a stick shadow came down from behind Yuan Xiaodao's head, and it was Xu Yang who swung the long pestle in his hand at the right time.

Yuan Xiaodao snorted coldly and swung the golden flying knife in his hand towards his head.

Just listen to Xu Yang shouting: "Broken!" A huge fireball exploded at the front of the long pestle.

There was a bang. In the smoke of the exploding fireball, a golden light curtain was vaguely visible. After a while, the smoke cleared. I saw traces of golden spiritual flames on Yuan Xiaodao's golden flying knife weaving into a golden light shield, covering Yuan Xiaodao's head.

Xu Yang only felt his hands go numb, and the long pestle he was holding almost fell out of his hands. After all, the difference in cultivation between the two was too big, and the stick just now did no harm to Yuan Xiaodao at all.

At this time, Tu Sanli and Fatty Tong saw that the attack had not succeeded, so they did not continue to attack. Instead, they both jumped up and blocked Xu Yang behind them.

At this time, Yuan Xiaodao's originally thin face twitched, and his face was as pale as paper.

"It turns out that you three are in a group, so I have to send you on the road together." Yuan Xiaodao glared at the three people opposite him and said viciously.

At this moment, a sound that echoed throughout the world suddenly came from nowhere.

"Yudao Immortal Sect, the land of Confucianism, how can we allow you to run wild!"

This simple sentence sounded like a bolt from the blue to several people's ears.

Yuan Xiaodao, who originally looked extremely ugly, exclaimed in his heart, "No, Yuanhun Realm monk."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure flashing out of the sky in the distance. He was stepping on a simple chessboard, and he was in front of several people in a blink of an eye.

The person who came was wearing a blue brocade Confucian robe, and there was a bit of aristocracy under his gentle appearance. He was Lu Qian, the master of Qingyu Peak of Yudao Sect.

Lu Qian glanced at Zhang Zhi, who was seriously injured and unconscious on the ground, and the two Yu Dao Sect disciples, one dead and one wounded. He couldn't help frowning, and then looked at the three people from Xu Yang and Yuan Xiaodao who were confronting each other.

After the last battle at Piaoyun Peak, Tu Sanli and Fatty Tong followed Ning Tianqi to visit several elders of the Yu Dao Sect, and they naturally recognized the people in front of them.

"It is reported to Master Lu that this person forced his way into the barrier of Yudao Sect and injured others." Fatty Tong said, pointing at Yuan Xiaodao opposite him.

The Yu Dao Sect disciple who was seriously injured on the side also said angrily: "This is the person who injured Senior Brother Zhang Zhi and also beat me, a Yu Dao Sect disciple, to death. Please make the decision, Lord Peak Master."

After Lu Qian heard this, he did not speak, but stared at Yuan Xiaodao in front of him. Then he put his hands behind his back, and an unparalleled spiritual pressure spread from his whole body. The gold and blue hair on the top of his head was used to restrain his hair. The Confucian scarf of Di'er rises with the wind, showing great majesty.

Lu Qian stepped towards the direction of Yuan Xiaodao. With just one step, the blue figure floated in front of Yuan Xiaodao.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Qian stretched out his five fingers and grabbed Yuan Xiaodao's chest.

At this time, Yuan Xiaodao's eyes were completely red, and he quickly formed a mudra with his hands in front of him. Then, an obscure golden Sanskrit text appeared in the center of his forehead. The golden Sanskrit text flashed and turned into several strange golden lines covering his entire forehead.

The spiritual pressure all over Yuan Xiaodao surged out, and his state of mind soared crazily, reaching the true elixir realm in an instant.

Without stopping for a moment, Yuan Xiaodao spit out a mouthful of blood. A large piece of blood mist condensed in front of him, and instantly turned into a blurry bloody man standing in front of him. The bloody man was exuding circles of unstable red spiritual pressure, and seemed to be about to explode in an instant.

When Lu Qian saw this, he couldn't help but pause his stretched out hand.

Five black lights spun out from the fingertips, and in a blink of an eye they formed into the shape of five black chess pieces.

"seal up!"

Five black chess pieces formed by spiritual pressure were placed on the bloody man. As circles of black runes rose, the bloody man was entangled.

The next moment, black runes flashed. With a bang, the original bloody man disappeared in a black light.

Yuan Xiaodao took this opportunity to fly back with his whole body.

Yuan Xiaodao, whose body was still in the air, threw the golden-winged flying knife in front of him. The golden-winged flying knife splashed circles of golden ripples in the void before disappearing into the void before his eyes.

"Elixir Killing Technique-Golden Yang Thousand Blades!"

The next moment, a golden sun the size of a millstone appeared in front of Yuan Xiaodao.

In the golden sun, a three-legged golden crow with its head raised and flapping its wings is clearly visible, and a circle of golden Sanskrit characters on the outside is rotating continuously, suddenly showing the solemn power of Buddhism.

The golden sun flashed fiercely, creating countless golden blades. The overwhelming golden blades were like arrows fired by thousands of archers, covering the four people on the opposite side.

Before Yuan Xiaodao's spiritual pressure increased sharply and this move was launched. Fatty Tong and Tu Sanli sensed that the situation was not good, so they each took a step forward with their weapons in hand, raising their true energy to completely block Xu Yang behind them.

As soon as Yuan Xiaodao made this move, Xu Yang saw the power of Dan Killing Technique for the first time, and an instinctive feeling of fear surged into his heart. A'Zhu in Xu Yang's body naturally understood it, and the power of the Nirvana Flame Spirit instantly exuded a faint blush all over Xu Yang's body.

Xu Yang's small act of stimulating the Nirvana Flame Spirit was, in the eyes of others, just a manifestation of ordinary fire-attribute skills. But Lu Qian's powerful consciousness instantly captured it. Lu Qian glanced to the side with the corner of his eye and let out a light sigh.

Lu Qian calmly raised his hand, and a simple chessboard was thrown out.

The chessboard swelled in the wind, and instantly became several feet in size and stood in front of the four people. Amidst the flash of black halo, a dark and deep sky appeared on the huge chessboard, with countless white chess pieces shining like dazzling silver light scattered on the sky.

"Stars everywhere!"

The next moment, the thousands of golden blades unleashed by Yuan Xiaodao rained down on the sky.

The sound of banging banging is endless. One after another, the extremely sharp and life-threatening golden blades were like golden meteors streaking across the sky, and they flew into the sky one after another. After splashing circles of dazzling golden ripples, they disappeared into the dark sky in the blink of an eye.

It took six or seven breaths for the continuous attack brought by Jinyang Thousand Blades to completely end.