Chapter 532: Frightened Sword Immortal

The young man trembled, and said with a trembling mouth: "My lord, I don't know, this kind of thing is only possible for the elders of the clan to know, and I am just an ordinary gentleman......

The heroic man sneered: "It's quite self-aware. ”

After speaking, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Since you don't know anything, what's the use of keeping you?"

"Don't, don't, my lord, I know who knows!" said the young man in a panic.

"Boom!"

The door of the mansion was violently kicked open.

"Who is it? dare to come to the Huangfu to make trouble...... Before he finished speaking, he screamed all over the place.

All the way arrogant and unreasonable, carrying this young man in his hand all the way into the depths of the Yellow Mansion, and finally forced him to ask what he wanted, he threw the young man in his hand at will, and the heroic Han turned into a streamer and flew to the northeast.

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"Sure enough, as said, this guy has been seriously injured, and there is also a dragon corpse of the True Dragon Realm. An old man in a black robe hid in the distance, his eyes emitting a bright light, looking at Guan Yu who flew all the way.

Along the way, many people rushed up to stop Guan Yu, which made Guan Yu's already considerable injuries continue to worsen.

And the injuries he had already suffered have not been able to recover.

"It's just that if you take him, how will that thing be divided? Some things are better to be clear at the beginning. Another old man in a green robe spoke.

"Brother Qian wants that guy's body to refine the heavenly corpse, how about the two of us divide the dragon corpse in half? The last old man in a yellow robe spoke.

Although the tone had the meaning of consultation, but with an undoubted affirmation, it was obvious that the old man in the yellow robe was also the highest status among several people.

"Then listen to Lao Huang, it's just that the body of the Heavenly Immortal Realm and the dragon corpse of the True Dragon Realm are far from comparable, do you two have to take out something else. The old man surnamed Qian in the black robe smiled, and his temperament was extremely gloomy.

"I also have a Yin Spirit Stone, with four blood lines, Lao Qian, you refine the Yin Corpse, I think you will like this thing. The old man in the yellow robe spoke.

Another green-robed old man showed a smile and said: "I don't have any good things, I'm just some little bugs and other things, even if I give it to you, you won't necessarily like it, so I just owe you a favor, if you need it in the future, I can help you once." ”

The black-robed old man nodded with satisfaction.

A few people hid in the ravine on the side, as if discussing a very easy matter, as if in their eyes, Guan Yu had become their bag.

"Huh, someone else went up first. The green-robed old man spoke.

"Don't be in a hurry, it's best to let others consume it first. The old man in the yellow robe smiled, his eyes full of wit.

In the distance, a sword light escaped for thousands of miles and slashed towards Guan Yu!

"This sword light, I'm afraid it's a great sword cultivator who walks the way of a sword immortal. A trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the green-robed old man, the lethality of the sword cultivation of this sword immortal path is the most terrifying, and the attack distance is also terrifying, sometimes you can't see the specific location of the enemy at all, only a flying sword fights with you.

Moreover, even if you find the enemy's position, the sword cultivation of the Sword Immortal Dao has a lot of other means to resist, especially the cultivators of the path of the side door who are most disgusted by this kind of sword cultivation with extremely terrifying lethality.

And the favorite are those warriors, in their opinion, these warriors are extremely stupid, although the melee lethality is very strong, but they also have many other means, slowly flying kites or releasing various negative states or driving their flying corpses to trap the warriors.

But there is only one person in this sword cultivator, and there are three of them, no matter how powerful this sword cultivator is, the three of them will have to fight for it!

At the moment when the flying sword was about to hit Guan Yu's neck, Guan Yu raised the Qinglong Glaive in his hand, and the blade intercepted the path of the flying sword, making a crisp sound.

The flying sword shook and turned around and stabbed at Guan Yu's heart, Guan Yu's footsteps did not stop, his left hand flicked, and the dragon corpse in his hand happened to block the path of the flying sword, and the flying sword stabbed on the dragon corpse with a crisp sound, and the top of the flying sword was shattered into a gap.

Thousands of miles away, an old man with a white beard spat out a mouthful of blood in a cave, and his eyes were extremely angry, "My flying sword!

A trace of anger flashed in Guan Yu's eyes, he lowered his head and glanced at the flying sword, and the terrifying killing machine directly penetrated the surface of the flying sword and attacked the soul mark engraved in the depths of the flying sword.

Even if it was thousands of miles away, the old man sitting in the cave was in a trance in front of him, as if a green dragon appeared in front of him through the heavy space, opened a huge hideous mouth, and bit inward the next moment!

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out, spurting out a large mouthful of blood on the ground in front of him, the old man with white hair looked extremely frightened, and hurriedly recalled his flying sword, and at the same time the whole person got up from the ground, and even the futon that sat down did not have time to clean up, and fled in the opposite direction in embarrassment.

The roar of the green dragon just now had completely destroyed his Dao Heart, and if he continued to fight with that person, he suspected that his Dao Heart would collapse!

Run, run, run!

At this moment, this sword immortal still had the same calm and calm as before, and fled away into the distance as if his butt was on fire.

He suspected that if he stayed here, he might be hacked to death by the guy.

Guan Yu looked at the sword light that was far away, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, and he had no intention of catching up, but he was just an ant in the realm of earth immortals, and Guan Yu had no intention of chasing and killing.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his heart, Guan Yu frowned, he didn't know when the surroundings were already covered with pale green smoke, and the smoke covered a radius of hundreds of miles, and it was not at all within the range that he would be able to leave for a while and a half.

Guan Yu stayed in his footsteps, holding the Qinglong Glaive Knife in his hand, like a proud general.

The pale green smoke began to roll, and gray-white insects squeezed out of the smoke, as if bubbles grew out of the pale green smoke in the air, and when the bubbles grew to the size of rice grains, they suddenly exploded, and insects flew out of them.

The whole body of the insect is gray-white, there is a long pale green scar in the center of the insect's back, and the wings of the insect are also pale green, so the figure of the insect becomes a little misty and undetectable in the pale green smoke.

The number of insects was dense, and it was impossible to see how many kills there were, and there seemed to be millions of insects in the trance that made a buzzing sound of wings fluttering, and they continued to pounce on Guan Yu.