Chapter 280: Weakness
"Something is wrong, is someone following me?" Thinking of this, Ye Beizhu's pupils also shrank suddenly, and he immediately spread out his divine sense, sweeping around the surrounding mansions in Fang Yuan, with the strength of his current divine sense, it is not easy for anyone within a radius of a hundred meters to escape his perception, and now there is no one within a radius of a hundred meters! In this way, it will only be aimed at himself! But how will the person who is hiding know his whereabouts?
Just when he was suspicious, the air was surging and overflowing, and the sound of breaking through the air immediately fell in this tearing sound one after another, and there was a flickering cold light in the fierce wind, which suddenly burst out of the woods, and the speed was extremely fast.
The sharp sound of breaking the wind also sounded suddenly, and more than a dozen arrows were like torrential rain, pointing directly at the vital points of Ye Beizhu's body, attacking Ye Beizhu, and they came close in an instant.
The sudden arrow attack was a bit unexpected by Ye Beizhu, making his face change slightly in an instant, looking at such a large attack area, and the speed was extremely fast, but it was impossible to dodge at all! But with such an attack alone, it was difficult for Ran to threaten him anything.
At the critical juncture, Ye Beizhu's heart was not flustered, the soul qi in his body surged out in the rapid turn of his body, and when his mind moved, the divine sense coercion suddenly surged out and rushed out of the ancestral aperture, and at the same time, his palms also slapped out up and down.
When a sudden gust of wind unfolded in the wind palm, the momentum of the arrow was slowed down, and at this moment, the galloping arrow, with a faint streamer on its sharp edge, was clearly visible, which showed that the bow and crossbow that fired the arrow were by no means ordinary. If he had been shot by him, it would have been conceivable that he would have become a hedgehog and be killed on the spot! This shows how vicious the attacker's intentions were.
"It's not that easy. ”
The thought in his heart flashed, and in an instant, the power of his divine consciousness suddenly vibrated out along the surroundings of his body, and all the arrows like a rainstorm were shaken away, and he fell to the ground weakly.
The divine sense swept through the woods again, letting out a cracking roar, and Ye Beizhu roared.
The cold light in his eyes surged, as soon as he saw it, as soon as he saw the clothes on these people, Ye Beizhu's face became a little more solemn, when he used the mysterious remnant picture as his hands and feet, he was still a little hesitant, it seemed that this was not very bright, but now, there was no guilt, the other party had already been eyeing the Ye Chuan tribe, and the heart of death was not dead, I didn't expect this Chu tribe to hate him to such a point.
It can be seen that Chu Zhuo finally couldn't bear it, is this going to jump off the wall in a hurry?
More than a dozen warriors, after sweeping out of the forest, lined up in a fan shape and slowly surrounded them.
One of the martial artists with a scar on his face, when Ye Beizhu had previously realized his body, he had seen it on the small island in the middle of the lake of the Chu tribe, and his cultivation was not low, and he was waiting to take a closer look at his cultivation, and the other person also walked out of the crowd and appeared in front of Ye Beizhu, with a grim face.
"Chu Xiong!"
When Ye Beizhu Sword Trough this person, his brows were furrowed, the last time he fought in Fang City, this Chu Xiong was already a cultivator of the eighth layer of soul refining, and Chu Zhuo not only sent a lot of people, but he didn't expect Chu Xiong to take action in person, looking at the scar face beside him, he was obviously also a master, and his divine sense swept from his body, Ye Beizhu sensed that the strength of these two people should be in the middle and late stages of the eighth layer of soul power.
That formation is like a situation where the mountain rain is about to come, and it completely turns its face, looking at it this way, Ye Beizhu understands in his heart that this Tianli's strength division will soon have a reshuffle.
"Hmph, you really deserve to be a genius, you actually noticed our ambush, no wonder my father named and wanted to kill you, even if you escaped the attack just now, it is useless, this time you will definitely die. ”
Thinking of the original perfect ambush, so well hidden, it was still discovered by Ye Beizhu, which was also greatly unexpected by Chu Xiong, which made him annoyed and lost a great opportunity, but he didn't think that Ye Beizhu could escape their siege.
"Chu Xiong, your Chu tribe is really shameless, dealing with me, you actually pulled out such a big posture, and you are still secretly attacking, can your Chu tribe do even more shameless things?" Ye Beizhu lifted it up with an indifferent expression and sneered.
"As long as I can kill you, I don't care about any means. Chu Xiong gritted his teeth and said.
Since the last time Chu Wu was defeated under Ye Beizhu, it took more than half a month to raise after going back, and it was only after he got better, Chu Xiong also lost face in Tianli, which made him hate Ye Beizhu to the core, and after getting Chu Zhuo's order, he deliberately selected a good hand from the tribe.
"Do you Chu tribe really want to tear your face and fight it in an all-round way? Then you have to have that ability, hum!" His eyes were clear, Ye Beizhu was speaking, his eyes flashed with anger, it seemed that the other party was really going to make a full move, he was a little worried about whether the tribe was also attacked by the other party at the moment.
At this time, Ye Beizhu's divine sense once again felt that there seemed to be a faint sound of footsteps from a thousand meters away, because it was beyond the scope of his divine sense, he could not distinguish friend from foe, but looking at the posture in front of him, it was very likely that he was the backup of the Chu tribe, and his heart was slightly shocked, and his eyes were also looking in that direction.
"Don't look at it, no one will be able to save you, and when the hunt is over, you Yechuan tribe will be bloodied, and your crippled Lao Tzu will soon end up with you. At this point, Chu Xiong smiled proudly.
"Put your bullshit, you are delusional!" These words completely angered Ye Beizhu, and directly aroused the anger of the war, and the angry battle qi surged.
Ye Beizhu, who had a murderous look on his face, stomped on the ground under his feet when he angrily reprimanded the shameless person, and suddenly stepped out of a big pit, and his body rushed sharply, rushing towards the two people in front of him, and said: "It's up to you, if you want to kill me, you don't have the qualifications." ”
Before the words fell, he suddenly turned his hand and slapped it with a palm.
"Hehe, it's useless to be angry. Seeing that he succeeded in angering Ye Beizhu, Chu Xiong's face flashed with a hint of treachery, and the shadow of the previous defeat seemed to dissipate at this moment.
Seeing Ye Beizhu attacking, Chu Xiong smiled gloomily, and the masters around him made a move at the same time, and he also stepped out in one step, releasing a strong energy fluctuation, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he slammed into Ye Beizhu's chest with a punch.
The master also swept his legs at the same time, and kicked viciously towards Ye Beizhu's legs.
The two of them struck at Ye Beizhu one by one, causing ripples in the air to suddenly ripple, and the power of their combined attack was enough to kill a martial artist who had obtained the eighth layer of soul refining on the spot.
As soon as he made a move, it was a really spicy move, obviously this Chu Xiong wanted to kill Ye Beizhu with the strength of two people as quickly as possible.
Looking at the fierce momentum of the attack, Ye Beizhu's eyes were filled with anger, the murderous aura was outstanding, the battle aura was surging, the breath of his whole body exploded, and his eyes were also surging with crazy killing intent, in this battle, immortality is not enough to divide the victory or defeat.
"Bang!"
With a cold snort, Ye Beizhu's arm shook, his feet accelerated suddenly, and he slightly displayed the Feihong body technique, and suddenly cultivated to enhance the maximum power he could exert, and when his arm swung upward, the fist in his hand was in the arm to resist Chu Xiong's attack, and the arm swung downward, and the punch hit Chu Xiong's soft underbelly.
"Bang!" The sound came out, Chu Xiong suddenly felt pain, his body bent uncontrollably, and Ye Beizhu's arm also suddenly had a sharp pain, half of his arm was a little numb, but the speed of the body method was not reduced, and he directly moved his body sideways, and after splitting the foot below, his body burst up.
In an instant, Ye Beizhu's eyes burst out with a fierce color, one leg stretched out under his feet, and the other palm went straight to the other party's throat like a resolute move. Since the only martial arts he can use now is Xuan, the distance of the attack cannot be too far, so he directly closes to his body.
Seeing that palm with incomparable power, and that aura of destruction magnified in front of his eyes, that person's heart couldn't help but be shocked.
At this moment, that person felt that there was a thunderbolt scorching wave of qi on Ye Beizhu's palm, and after feeling the strength of that heat wave implied the power of thunder and lightning, his grim face suddenly changed greatly.
At this moment, the heat wave alone was already unbearable for him, and if the power of thunder and lightning broke out, what a terrifying horror would it be.
This made the heart of the martial artist of the Dechu tribe immediately cold, and his face suddenly changed in shock, and he hurriedly raised his hand to block it.
Unexpectedly, Ye Beizhu's palm was covered with a fierce wind, and a layer of thunder flashed on it, and he suddenly turned to his chest and struck him critually.
"Bang!"
Where the voice sounded, the master of the Chu tribe suddenly bulged his eyes, and his chest was dented by Ye Beizhu's palm, this kind of method is also quite ruthless, it can be said that it is a tooth for a tooth.
Xuan's concussion overlapping lightning strike exploded under Ye Beizhu's control, and the huge destructive force directly shattered the person's internal organs under the bombardment of fire and thunder, and a mouthful of black dirty blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out and fell down, since his eyes still retained the previous horror and disbelief.
The pupils widened, and the gaze gradually spread, still looking at Ye Beizhu behind him, a layer of jumping thunder that had just gushed out above the palm of his hand, but the pupils of his eyes had turned white, and in a moment, his breath was annihilated.
"Damn scum, if you plan to kill, you have to taste what it will be like to be killed by someone else. Glancing at the lifeless corpse again, Ye Beizhu withdrew his palm like lightning.
This kind of speed, in the attack and defense of both sides, almost happened in the snap of a finger, and a master was actually killed under Ye Beizhu's palm.
This unpredictable change made De Chuxiong appear in a trance for a moment, and it was hard to believe that Ye Beizhu, who was still at a disadvantage and was beaten in passivity, was relieved of the crisis he was facing in an instant, and the means were vicious, and the number of attack paths was weird, killing the master he carefully selected!
And the rest of the people of the Chu tribe also twitched violently, they knew too well the strength of that master, that was the cultivation of the middle stage of the eighth layer of soul refining, even if they met a martial artist who was perfect at the eighth layer of soul refining, and wanted to kill it in an instant, it was impossible to do it easily, who knows.
Still under the joint attack of the two, Ye Beizhu was not only fine, but their people were quickly killed, which made those martial artists who were not low in cultivation immediately feel a little cold, and their hearts tightened.
Jin Jian Jue, that may be able to cultivate the attribute exercises, is really cultivated by it a little, at this moment, even if Ye Beizhu has a strong heart, he feels a strong sense of crisis, his spirit is highly concentrated, his eyes are staring at each other, and his face is slightly surprised.
"Is this the Golden Sword Duel? This should be the martial art of swordsmanship?"
"Bang!"
But seeing that Chu Xiong's punch did not attack, but unexpectedly, the two fists were struck against each other once, and a faint metallic luster suddenly erupted, and that strong fluctuation was only a sudden surge of the moment, a flash in the pan, and then dissipated.
Stupid guy! Sword skills can be sent out with fists! A disdainful figure came out of his heart, and Ye Beizhu sneered disdainfully.
The luster dissipated suddenly, making De Chuxiong stunned, and then paused, raised a foot and stepped on the ground fiercely, and the powerful soul power fluctuations suddenly surged from under his feet, and then the ground suddenly made a clicking sound.