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"Disturb the old man to graft the martial spirit for his beloved son, damn it!"

The gray-clothed old man's extremely cold gaze fell on the body of the nine elders of the Tianyuan Divine Sect, and with a slap of his hand, the space was directly blocked.

"No ......!"

Those Tianyuan Divine Sect elders roared desperately.

However, in the hands of the old man in the middle of Emperor Wu, like a child, there was no room for struggle.

"Boom!"

That void made a loud noise, and the elders of the Tianyuan Divine Sect directly exploded and turned into a blood mist in the sky.

"Who are you?"

"What a bold man, he dared to disturb the old man to graft the martial spirit for his beloved son!"

After killing the elders of the Tianyuan Divine Sect who attacked the giant tower, the cold gaze of the gray-clothed old man who chose people to devour fell on Ye Wushuang's body, condescendingly, as if questioning Ye Wushuang like a god.

The sword of words is all domineering, as if Ye Wushuang and the others are ants.

"Idiot, what does the old man ask you to say?"

Seeing that Ye Wushuang was silent and did not answer, the gray-clothed old man shot a colder cold light in his eyes, and his voice was extremely cold.

"What are you?"

Hearing the words of the gray-clothed old man even more unpleasant, Ye Wushuang raised his head, and an extremely cold chill shot out of his eyes.

The sound fell, as if the temperature between heaven and earth dropped dramatically in an instant, making people feel like falling into an ice cave.

"You're ......!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the gray-clothed old man's face turned purple with anger, and a terrifying anger grew in his heart.

"Do you know who the old man is?"

The gray-clothed old man said in a cold voice.

"Not interested!"

Ye Wushuang directly ignored the old man, and looked at the giant tower that had become a ruin, and in the huge tower, Ye Wushuang felt a throbbing from the blood. As for the old man in gray, he was directly ignored by Ye Wushuang.

Because Ye Wushuang knew that the Emperor Tian had captured his mother and forced himself to come to Tianyuan Divine Sect to fight, but until now, Ye Wushuang still hadn't met his mother, especially just now, Ye Wushuang heard the old man's words, martial spirit grafting.

"Boom!"

Before the old man in gray could get angry, he saw a loud bang from the ruins, and two figures burst out from the ruins.

The moment he saw those two figures, Ye Wushuang's gaze instantly became extremely cold, and a terrifying killing intent exploded in an instant.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Han Shan and the others also fell beside Ye Wushuang.

They naturally saw two figures bursting out of the ruins, one of which was Ye Wushuang's mother, but at this time, Long You had already fallen into a coma and was held in the hands of a young man.

At this moment, Ye Wushuang already knew that the so-called grafting of the martial spirit was to deprive Ye Wushuang's mother's martial spirit, Ye Wushuang's mother's martial spirit had been deprived, and the regenerated martial spirit would inevitably be even more terrifying.

The actions of these people completely angered Ye Wushuang.

"Emperor!"

"Do me one thing, kill that grandson!"

Ye Wushuang's gaze fell on the young man's body as sharp as a knife.

"Don't worry!"

"Your mother is my mother, didn't you say that we are brothers?"

The corners of Di Tian's mouth also revealed a terrifying coldness.

Ye Wushuang's hand was directly pressed on Di Tian's body, and in an instant, the power of the ban on Di Tian's body was lifted.

"Boy, the old man is Emperor Wu, in this place, no one is invincible, if you kneel now, the old man can still consider whether to spare your cheap life!"

The old man in gray said in a cold voice at this time.

"Kneel your motherfucker!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang raised his head, his eyes breathing fire.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Wushuang's body directly turned into a dragon shadow and killed the gray-clothed old man directly.

"Extinguish!"

Ye Wushuang frantically urged the flying sword in his hand to kill the immortals, and the terrifying sword light instantly killed the gray-clothed old man.

The terrifying sword light was as fast as a meteor above the nine heavens, slashing towards the gray-clothed old man.

"Humph!"

"Mole ants, I also want to regret the sky!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang's sharp sword, the old man's eyes were full of sarcasm.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed directly at Ye Wushuang's terrifying sword sword of the Flying Sword Immortal.

With a look of disdain, as if Ye Wushuang's flying sword was a child's plaything.

"Phew!"

However, the moment his palm collided with the flying sword Zhu Immortal, the face of the gray-clothed old man instantly became extremely ugly, and his eyes were full of horror.

I saw that his indestructible palm was directly cut by the sword.

Half of the palm flew out directly.

"Whoosh!"

The body of the old man in gray exploded at this moment, and the speed was extremely fast.

After pulling away from the distance, the cold light of the forest flickered in his eyes, followed by endless greed.

"Flying Sword Killing Immortals!"

Seeing the divine soldier in Ye Wu's hands clearly, his body trembled slightly, and his face was greedy.

"Flying Sword Immortal?"

At this time, the young man's eyes were also hot.

"Boy, hand over the divine soldiers, the old man will spare you from death!"

"It can also give you a great opportunity to help you set foot in the realm of the Martial Emperor and make you a core disciple of the Heavenly Star Pavilion!"

"Tianxing Pavilion, but it is a behemoth in Tianzhou, and with your strength, you can't keep this kind of treasure, it's better to exchange it for other things!"

The gray-clothed old man said with a greedy face.

"Heavenly Star Pavilion!"

"What bullshit forces. ”

"All I know is that I will kill you today!"

Ye Wushuang's body instantly turned into a streamer, and instantly shot away at the old man!

"Ignorant thing!"

"Toast and don't eat and drink, and my ghost will send you to the western sky!"

"How can you have such a treasure!"

In the body of the ghost spirit, a terrifying momentum erupted in an instant, and it instantly exploded towards Ye Wushuang.

Fearing his own ferocity, imprisoned the entire void.

"Boom!"

The moment he collided with Ye Wushuang, there was a loud bang.

Ye Wushuang's figure flew out upside down.

At this moment, the dragon in the young man's hand slowly woke up, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but roar.

"Shuang'er!"

Long You's eyes were full of worry and anger.

"Poof!"

Ye Wushuang stopped his figure, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Emperor Wu's mid-stage peak, it's really powerful!"

Ye Wushuang lowered his head and muttered to himself.

Ye Wushuang knew that with his martial arts cultivation, he was definitely not the opponent of the other party, and he could only use magic techniques.

"Twins?"

Hearing Long You's words, a look of surprise appeared in the ghost's eyes, and then there was great joy, Ye Wushuang's mother was in his hands, he pinched Ye Wushuang's weakness, how could Ye Wushuang escape.

"Ye Wushuang, obediently hand over the flying sword to kill the immortals, otherwise I will let your mother and son die here today!"

The ghost said coldly.

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