Xuanhuan: Me! Begin to Cultivate a Great Emperor

A faint bone claw came out of the body.

Xingyu looked at his injuries in disbelief, but he still didn't react.

Obviously he had let them go.

Obviously they apologized, and I also forgave, and I have no malice or bad intentions, why do you do this to me?

Nangong Wutian ignored Xingyu's puzzlement, he succeeded in sneak attack, where would he hesitate, his whole body mana surged, making a thunderous roar, pouring into the white bone claws.

This white bone claw is the treasure of Nangong Wutian's life that has never been revealed to the public.

No one would have thought.

The sacred treasure of the Holy Master of Yantian Holy Land, the world's top righteous holy land, will be a bone claw. 05

This is generally a treasure that people from the Holy Land of Demons love to refine.

Xingyu waved the Qingfeng sword, trying to smash the white bone claws that hurt him. He could feel that the bone claws were absorbing his life force. Although the passing of life force would not affect him temporarily, but Over time, it will die.

But.

How can a treasure that can be regarded as the treasure of life by a Holy Land Lord be a mortal thing.

Although the Qingfeng Sword is a top-level treasure, falling on the bone claw is like falling into a white cloud, and it is light and has no sense of strength.

Even, stimulated by this, there were bursts of soreness and itching at the connection between the bone claws and the flesh, and it was obvious that the bone claws were poisonous.

"You bastard, it's too shameless, let alone a sneak attack, and you are still extracting poison on the magic weapon, people of evil ways are not so insidious!"

Xingyu was angry.

Regardless of his injuries, he swung his sword towards Nangong Wutian.

Nangong Wutian took a step back, dodging the sword qi edge, and then clenched his hands to control the bone claws to emit bursts of cold qi.

Xingyu felt that his mana was being suppressed formidably, and slowly, even wielding the Qingfeng sword became powerless.

he knows.

This time, it was a complete failure.

The opponent's cultivation base is stronger than him, and more sinister than him.

I am afraid that all his reactions have already been calculated the moment he shoots again,

If this time they didn't know that Master and Huang Hua were watching their jokes in the air, I'm afraid this time they would really fall into a life-and-death crisis.

at this time.

Huang Hua has already seen Xingyu's embarrassment.

He glanced at Ye Mo anxiously: "Master, can you ask your disciple to help him at this time?"

Anyway.

The friendship between the two is more than millions of years.

If Xingyu was really injured because of this incident, he would also feel bad about it.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen, but this is also a lesson for you, no matter when and where, no matter how decent the other side is, be more vigilant, especially when you still have conflicts of interest!"

Ye Mo actually seldom taught his disciples the truth about dealing with others.

983 On the one hand, he is not a real antique. He has not yet had that much sense of time, and he can't be precise. Just saying a word can make others feel something.

on the one hand.

Even his disciples are not very simple.

After all, his disciples have traveled across the river of time to collect, and they already knew their achievements before collecting.

An existence capable of accomplishing great things,

Definitely not just pure good people.

There were two accidents, Xingyu and Huang Hua.

These two disciples are great masters of casting, and their achievements are not in communicating with others, so their minds are much simpler!