Mortal Seeking Immortal

Ye Zhou glanced at the clothes Xing Yu was wearing again, a hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes, and he asked: "Let me confirm, are you sure you are a disciple of Feiyun Sect? Are you sure you are not a disciple of Lingshou Sect wearing Feiyun Sect clothes?"

If it is not necessary, Ye Zhou really does not want to attack the cultivators of the same sect. After all, Lingshou Sect is so small. If he accidentally hurts the other party and attracts the other party's master to attack, it will be bad.

If the other party is a cultivator from another sect, Ye Zhou will not worry about this at all. After all, the head and elders of Lingshou Sect at least have some face. It is impossible for them to hand over their own disciples to be punished by the elders of other sects.

Doing so will not only damage the reputation of Lingshou Sect, but also make the disciples of Lingshou Sect feel chilled.

As soon as Ye Zhou said this, Xing Yu covered his stomach and laughed out loud, saying, "You can disguise yourself as a disciple of your Spirit Beast Sect."

"It seems that you really don't know who I am. This is no wonder. After all, you are just an ordinary disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect and have no chance to know my name."

As soon as Xing Yu said this, several Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivators following him couldn't help but laugh out loud, as if they had just heard a very funny joke.

Only Mu Wanwan closed her eyes reluctantly, apparently unwilling to see Ye Zhou's miserable state next.

After a moment, Xing Yu's eyes condensed, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. He looked at his cultivators coldly and said, "Okay, shut up!"

The cultivators standing around him immediately shut their mouths, not daring to make a sound.

Xing Yu looked at Ye Zhou with a cold look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.

The surrounding foundation-building great perfection cultivators also took out their own magic weapons, and slowly approached Ye Zhou in a fan-shaped manner, as if to surround Ye Zhou.

The atmosphere in the cave instantly stagnated, and the battle was about to break out!

Ye Zhou's hand was placed on the storage ring without a trace, waiting to release Xiaoshan before Xing Yu took action.

Just as the two sides were on the verge of a fight, suddenly a figure wearing the clothes of the Miaodan Sect rushed out from the passage on the other side, as if someone was chasing him from behind.

The person who came was the magic hand who had received the message from the dwarf and rushed to the cave!

The magic hand's clothes were messy, and it was obvious that he had just had a fierce fight with someone.

The appearance of the magic hand instantly diverted the attention of both Ye Zhou and Xing Yu.

Xing Yu looked at the magic hand with dissatisfaction, but the magic hand retreated to the corner of the cave with a defensive look.

After a few breaths, the figures of Yun Heng and the other two rushed out of the passage. Yun Heng urged the flying sword in his hand to shoot at the magic hand, but was unexpectedly pulled by the sharp-eyed Xu Yan beside him.

Yun Heng turned his head to look at Xu Yan in confusion, but happened to catch a glimpse of Xing Yu and others standing in the cave. His face immediately sank and he stopped.

Yun Heng and the other two stopped at the same time and stood where they were.

The magic hand saw that Yun Heng and the other two seemed to be very afraid of Xing Yu, and he was happy in his heart. He looked at Xing Yu and bowed, saying: "May I know your name? I am willing to give all my belongings to you, and I only ask you to let the three of them let me go."

Unexpectedly, Xing Yu frowned and said: "Noisy!"

As soon as Xing Yu said this, a red afterimage flew out from his hand and flew towards the direction of the magic hand.

The red afterimage flashed past the magic hand and quickly flew back to Xing Yu's hand.

The demon hand standing in place didn't even have a chance to defend himself. He just felt an itch on his neck, and the red afterimage disappeared from his sight.

The demon hand's heart was alarmed, and he was about to retreat, but he found that his body suddenly couldn't move. Not only that, the scene in front of him was constantly rising, and at the same time, there was a strong smell of blood in the air around him, and something seemed to fall in front of him.

The demon hand looked carefully and found that the thing that fell in front of him was a demon claw with a neat cut, which made him very familiar.

Isn't this the demon claw rewarded to him by the sect?

As soon as this thought flashed through the demon hand's mind, he fell into eternal darkness.

The people in the cave saw that the demon hand, who was still alive and standing in place just now, had no breath at this moment, and his whole body had been broken into a pile of large and small pieces of meat. The cuts on each piece of meat were very neat, as if they were cut open at the same time by some sharp weapon in an instant.

This scene made Xu Yan and Zhao Han, who were already afraid of Xing Yu, pale.

Even Yun Heng's gaze towards Xing Yu changed from before, full of solemnity. This time, Xing Yu attacked, and he didn't even see Xing Yu's magic weapon clearly.

Yun Heng estimated in his mind, if Xing Yu had attacked him just now, could he withstand Xing Yu's attack? The answer is no.

Until this moment, Yun Heng finally understood why Xu Yan and the others were so afraid of Xing Yu, not only because Xing Yu was cruel and ruthless, but also because he dared to kill the direct disciples of other sects.

It was not only because Xing Yu had a Yuanying Realm ancestor who could support him, but also because Xing Yu himself was very strong, and this strength was beyond his imagination.

Looking at the Spirit Beast Sect, among the cultivators below the Jindan Realm, perhaps only those two or three people could withstand Xing Yu's attack. No wonder Xing Yu dared to be so arrogant, he had the capital to be arrogant.

Just when Yun Heng and the other two were deeply afraid of Xing Yu, Ye Zhou, who was standing opposite Xing Yu, also had a serious look in his eyes.

Ye Zhou looked meaningfully at the cuffs of Xing Yu's sleeves. As soon as Xing Yu made a move, his powerful consciousness had clearly detected the object that Xing Yu had thrown.

It was a five-inch long exquisite red dagger.

This dagger moves extremely fast, and its movements are strange. It leaves a faint afterimage wherever it passes. Except for monks with strong spiritual consciousness, ordinary monks in the foundation-building stage will never be able to detect its true form.

If Ye Zhou hadn't detected the breath of the Danjie Realm magic weapon on this little red dagger, Ye Zhou might have thought that the little red dagger in Xing Yu's hand was a Danjie Realm magic weapon.

However, even if the small red dagger in Xing Yu's hand is not a Dan-Jie realm magic weapon, it is not much different from a Jie-Jie Dan realm magic weapon. Perhaps it is a remnant of a Dan-Jie Dan realm magic weapon that has lost its grade due to damage. It can be known.

Ye Zhou didn't dare to underestimate Xing Yu. With such a small red dagger in his hand, it was hard to guarantee whether he had other powerful magical weapons. What's more, there were several Foundation-Building Dzogchen monks beside Xing Yu. helper.

Ye Zhou suddenly felt that it was extremely difficult.

While Ye Zhou was thinking about countermeasures, he heard Xu Yan, who was standing by the passage, say: "Brother Xing, the three of us just broke in here accidentally. We didn't come here for this thousand feet of cold quenching liquid. Let's leave now." "Brother Wang Xing, please don't blame me."

Xing Yu had a gloomy face and said nothing.