Chapter Seventy-Seven: One Against Three
After a while, three people walked out from behind a big tree, and the three of them were not dressed like normal modern people, they were all wearing robe-like clothes, the man at the head was wearing a light blue robe, and an old man behind him was wearing gray clothes.
The other young man next to him was wearing a white robe.
Ye Yu knew the white robe, and he could see at a glance that it was someone from the Yi family.
You don't have to think about it to know that these three people should be the second son of the Xiao family that Yi Qian and he stammered with as Sima Yan said.
The cultivation of both of them is not low, they have reached the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, and they are only one step away from the Great Perfection.
And the breath of the old man behind him was even deeper, and he could vaguely feel that there was a small golden pill beating in his dantian.
It turned out to be a monk in the early days of Jindan!
"What a big battle, a small Qi Refining Stage cultivator besieging me, even a Jindan master came."
In the face of such a strong enemy, Ye Yu did not panic.
I don't know how many times I've seen this kind of field, but now that my natal magic weapon has been refined, and the Tianmu Divine Recipe is complementary, if he really fights, he may not completely fall into the disadvantage.
The old man's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "Hand over the immortal trapping net and go back with us to confess your guilt, otherwise, die!" ”
"Ye Yu, is it? I read that you have a bit of cultivation, now give up resistance and go back to the clan with us to confess your sins, maybe there is still a way to live. Yi Qian also spoke, not hiding his threat at all.
"Haha, even if you dare to threaten me? I may still be afraid of three golden pills, one? I, Uncle Ye Yu, really haven't been afraid. Ye Yu laughed and mocked the other three mercilessly.
"Look for death!" The old man seemed to have a hot temper, and when he came up, he directly hit his own killing move.
"Mercy Mahamudra!"
A huge golden handprint crushed directly towards Ye Yu, and Ye Yu seemed to feel that his mind was calmed, unable to move, and he was about to be directly shocked to death.
"Yellow-mouthed child, he can only brag, and he can't even eat a trick from me!" The old man saw Ye Yu with a frightened expression.
was directly crushed by the big handprint, and couldn't help but have a huge disdain for Ye Yu.
But at the moment when the big handprint crushed down, the old man reacted instantly.
"Oh no, it's a stand-in!"
"Now I regret it, it's too late! Tempest Punch! Hongmeng Qiankun furnace, suppress me! ”
A two-pronged approach.
But the old man is also a Jindan monk, even if he was attacked by Ye Yu like this, he still reacted.
"Golden bell jar!"
"Boom!"
A huge golden bell instantly appeared around him, enveloping him.
The Wind Fist and the Hongmeng Qiankun Dan were suppressed together, and they did hit the big bell, causing some fluctuations.
But the old man was unscathed.
"Hmph, boy, you're still too tender, let me teach you how to attack!" As he spoke, the old man threw a punch in Ye Yu's direction.
At the moment when he just swung it, Ye Yu smiled slightly and made a gesture of goodbye to him.
"What?"
"Duality, burst!"
"Bang-" The huge momentum directly shook the old man's whole body out of the air.
"Uncle Yan!" The one from the Xiao family saw that the old man was hit by Ye Yu's move, and his eyes seemed to be on fire.
"The thief is looking for death!"
Saying that, he directly sacrificed his natal magic weapon.
"Wind Thunder Halberd!"
Ye Yu didn't look at it, and disappeared in place with a direct dodge.
Xiao Feng missed the blow and looked around very vigilantly.
And Yi Qian on the side also sacrificed his magic weapon, which turned out to be a Dan furnace, but compared with Ye Yu's, it was much worse.
The two of them slowly moved to Uncle Yan's side.
"Uncle Yan, are you okay?" Xiao Feng asked.
"This thief is not easy to deal with, you have to be careful! I was careless just now, and I was attacked, and now you just need to hold him back, and soon I will be able to recover!" With that, he sat down cross-legged and threw an elixir into his mouth.
"Can you hold it?" Ye Yu's voice was like a ghost.
The two of them instantly maintained a high degree of vigilance.
"Hide and hide, what kind of man, there is a kind of coming out to fight in a dignified manner!" Xiao Feng seemed to want to use the method of agitation.
"Manly? Are you manly? Three of the high cultivation are fighting and one is low, and they were ready to plot against me before. Ye Yu sneered.
"Damn! I'm fighting with you! Xiao Feng was stimulated by this, but he fell for Ye Yu's agitation.
"Brother Feng, don't be impulsive!" Yi Qian looked at Xiao Feng who rushed to the forest not far away, his eyes were full of anxiety, but he was helpless.
He knew that his main task now was to protect the Dharma for Yan Bo.
"Little thief, give it to grandpa and I'll come out, let's have a good fight!" Xiao Feng waved the halberd in his hand and put on a very arrogant posture.
"Smack!"
A crisp slap sounded.
There was an extra palm print on the right side of his face in an instant.
"Damn! You little thief, I can't get around you! ”
"The first type of the nine styles of wind and thunder, the wind and thunder change!"
He wielded a massive halberd, creating a whirlwind mixed with the power of thunder and lightning.
Ye Yu observed from the sidelines, this Wind Thunder Battle Halberd should not have been refined by himself, but it was actually a medium-grade treasure weapon.
Even Sima Yan only has a low-grade treasure, and this kid's cultivation is not as good as him, and he can have a medium-grade treasure.
Moreover, he is practicing exercises corresponding to the magic weapon.
At first glance, it was specially given to him by the elders above.
It's a pity that this guy doesn't have a brain!
After a flurry of dancing, Xiao Feng also calmed down a bit.
"Little thief, you're just a shrunken turtle with a head and tail, come out to fight with grandpa and me!"
"Tempest Punch!" With a light snort, Ye Yu's punch speed was quite fast. In an instant, it directly hit Xiao Feng's body.
"Poof!" was hit by a punch, and Xiao Feng spat out a mouthful of blood directly.
If it weren't for the fact that he was also wearing a low-grade treasure armor, this punch would have almost killed him.
"Brother Xiao Feng, I'm here to help you!" Yi Qian on the side really couldn't sit idly by, he invited someone to help him take the treasure, how could he not exert any strength at all, and the other party was seriously injured first?
"Xuanshui Dan Furnace, suppress me!" Yi Qian roared.
However, Ye Yu could see from the beginning that this magic weapon did not belong to Yi Qian, because it was a low-grade treasure pill furnace, and it was impossible for a foundation building monk to refine it.
"Anti-repression!"
Ye Yu unhurriedly sacrificed his natal pill furnace and flew towards the cyan pill furnace.
The two Dan furnaces collided, creating huge sparks.
The surrounding vitality is also constantly fluctuating.
Yi Qian felt a huge pressure, while Ye Yu seemed to be light and light, without any feeling.
This is the difference between a non-natal magic weapon and a natal magic weapon, and the consumption of the true element is not at the same level.