Chapter 810: Dead Bats

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On an ancient road, eight monks were walking in a palanquin without hurry.

The eight monks are not ordinary people, but belong to peerless powerhouses, and their cultivation is so high that they have all reached the early stage of the Unity Realm.

The two people carrying the sedan chair are clear-eyed and beautiful, like young white-clothed monks.

These two young white-clothed monks had soft eyes, and they didn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, but in fact, those eight monks were two grades worse than them. In other words, the cultivation of these two white-clothed young men has reached the late stage of the Unity Realm.

Who is the person in the sedan chair?

He can even let eight monks in the early stage of the Unity Realm open the way for him, just like his subordinates, and what is even more exaggerated is that he can also let two cultivators in the late stage of the Unity Realm carry a sedan chair for him, as if he is a cronie, his strength is strong, and the dignity of his identity should be so unfathomable.

Suddenly, the sedan curtain lifted slightly, and a figure flew out of it, standing in the air.

This person exuded a terrifying aura all over his body, enveloping all directions, and the wind stopped stagnation in an instant, not to mention the eight monks who had cultivated in the early stage of the Unity Realm, even the two monks in the late stage of the Unity Realm who carried the sedan chair had a feeling of being unable to move.

This person has a cold appearance, long eyebrows, a high nose, and he does not seem to be very old, only in his fifties, and strangely, his temples are gray, but there are three bars on the top of his head, which are red, blue, and purple, but the rest of the place is all black.

The man had a sword at his waist, slender and long, like his eyebrows.

The hilt of the sword was inlaid with seven jewels like stars, and any one of them would be worth more than 10 million.

I saw this person stretching out his hand and pressing on the hilt of the sword, staring into the distance, his expression looked quite solemn, and he said slowly: "Senior brother, I have already told you that the capital is not another place, but the real land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger. ā€

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the sword at his waist tremble uneasily, as if he had a premonition of something.

Originally, the man only felt something abnormal, and didn't think deeply, but now, the sword in his hand made a commotion that even he couldn't control, and his heart was shocked, and he suddenly knew why, and his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he shouted, "Senior brother!"

......

In the mass grave, Beidou Tianxu finally died.

However, Fang Xiaowu himself was no better.

Don't look at him just using the "Anti-Intention Sword Technique" to destroy the Seven Star Cave Ming Sword and kill the Beidou Tianxu, it seems to be very easy, but who knows that when he pulled out the Water Stone Sword, he had already exhausted the strength of his whole body.

As soon as Beidou Tianxu died, Fang Xiaowu's legs were weak and he sat on the ground, not only did he feel a feeling of weakness all over his body, but even his breath was very weak.

Normally, Fang Xiaowu could pull out the Water Stone Sword casually, just like an ordinary sword, there was no difficulty, but that was without using the Water Stone Sword.

And this time, he forcibly exercised the power of the water stone sword, even if his cultivation had reached the early stage of the Heaven and Man Realm, he was still so tired in the end that he felt like he had stripped his body and bones.

"Master, how are you?"

Wan Qiaoqiao said coquettishly, wanting to get up from the ground and go to Fang Xiaowu's side, but she tried several times, but she didn't succeed.

Fang Xiaowu wanted to speak, but he couldn't say it, he just shook his head, meaning to let Wan Qiaoqiao know that he didn't have to worry about his life.

Subsequently, Fang Xiaowu wanted to use the "Nine Folds and Nine Tribulations" to heal his injuries and recover quickly, but he didn't think that he had worked hard for a long time, but there was no effect at all.

In desperation, Fang Xiaowu could only continue to sit on the ground and wait for him to recover slowly.

After a stick of incense, Fang Xiaowu didn't feel the slightest sign of recovery, so he knew how serious his situation was.

In order not to let Wan Qiaoqiao worry about himself, he took a deep breath and reluctantly said: "Qiao'er, you strive to recover quickly, this place is not a place to stay for a long time, we better leave as soon as possible, don't let ......"

As soon as he said this, he suddenly saw a figure in the distance swaying slightly, and in an instant, there were suddenly a few more people in the field.

Fang Xiaowu looked at it fixedly, recognizing who these people were, and couldn't help but secretly complain, and he didn't know if he could escape this catastrophe.

"Who am I, it turned out to be you kid, hehehehe......"

One of the people laughed and said, "Who did you kid fight with just now, why did you become like this?"

The other person smiled and said, "Lao Xu, don't you see a beautiful girl over there? In the wilderness, what good thing can a lonely man and a widow do in addition to fighting in the field?"

"Lao Zhou, your eyesight is too bad, is that girl a human?"

"Of course I know she's not human, and I don't need you to remind me. Besides, can't you fight field battles with people if you're not human?"

"You're calling it strong words!"

"What do you mean by strong words?"

When those two people said this, they both showed unhappy looks at each other, if they didn't belong to the gang, I am afraid they would have to make a move.

"Shut up!"

One of the men, a tall monk of nearly seven feet, barefoot and unkempt with a face like black coal, was quite unhappy and exclaimed, "What is there to fight about? Since it is this boy, there is nothing to say, so let's take him down first." ā€

When the other people heard this, they all wanted to ask for credit, and they all walked over to Fang Xiaowu.

It's just that their cultivation is all in the middle stage of the Unity Realm, and their strength is about the same, and for a while, no one dares to take the lead, lest others stop them.

The barefoot monk didn't look at Fang Xiaowu anymore, but walked towards Wan Qiaoqiao, and said with a smile: "You girl looks so good, the old man likes it very much, from now on, you are the old man's concubine, as long as you serve the old man well, the old man will definitely ......."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of "Peng" not far away, and a puff of black smoke rose up, about two zhang square, and it did not disperse for a long time.

In this way, the barefoot monk and the others all turned to the black smoke, and their expressions were slightly vigilant.

Fang Xiaowu was stunned for a moment, and then he was shocked, extremely uneasy, but he couldn't get up, so he could only watch.

After a while, the black smoke was shrouded in a radius of two feet, and no one could see the strangeness in it, it was really weird.

The barefoot monk was a little impatient and shouted, "Xu Chao, you go up and see what the hell is going on." ā€

The monk named Xu Chao was the person who was arguing with the person surnamed Zhou, after hearing this, Xu Chao thought to himself that his cultivation was profound, although he felt that the black smoke was a little strange, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, and responded to it, and strode towards the black smoke, very fast.

"No matter what you are, don't want to escape from the palm of the old man's hand and get out!" Xu Chao walked a few feet away from the black smoke, and suddenly slapped out with a palm, and the yuan power was strong, as high as more than 300 billion.

With a "whew", Xu Chao suddenly slapped into the air, and the palm power that was enough to destroy the mountain and the lake disappeared in an instant after entering the black smoke.

Before Xu Chao could understand what was going on, he suddenly saw black smoke rolling outward, coming and going like electricity, and in a blink of an eye, Xu Chao was swept away and swallowed up.

Because Fang Xiaowu had already been mentally prepared, at the moment when the black smoke swept away Xu Chao, after contemplating it carefully, he had already seen a wing like a bat wing inside, and couldn't help but secretly complain: "The old bat is really not dead!"