Chapter Twenty-Three: The Old Man

A few people turned around and looked around, only to see the owner of the teahouse on the shore coming on the surface of the water without hurrying and treading the waves.

The old man came to the painting boat and jumped to stand on the deck.

"See the Lord," the woman in purple respectfully raised the steel fork in her hand above her head and bowed down to the old man.

The old man laughed, and after taking the steel fork, he looked at a few people with a smile.

Mo Yang's divine sense swept away, but he found that the spiritual pressure on the old man's body at this time had reached the power of the peak of the early stage of foundation building. This made Mo Yang's heart sink slightly, his strength may be able to build a foundation against the enemy, but at this time, Jiang Yuxian and Lin Xin's mana can't work, and they are no different from mortals. This gave Mo Yang a little headache.

"Oh? This little brother is unaffected, interesting," the old man was a little surprised to see Mo Yang's unmoved. Do you know that you have spent a lot of spirit stones to buy this detached spirit powder, and you can't even put down a junior in the Qi cultivation period?

"The predecessors who built the foundation actually used such a means to do it?" Jiang Yuxian grabbed the array disk that was about to fall to the ground, held it in her hand, and said coldly.

"Hahaha, the old man has been cultivating the immortal world for decades, and it is by such cautious means that he can survive until now, who knows what special means the disciples of your great sect gate have, if the gutter capsizes, how can it be good." The old man laughed

"You dare to do evil within the scope of the Taiqing Sect, aren't you afraid that the Taiqing Sect will exterminate you?" Mo Yang asked lightly after holding Lin Xin's hand.

"Hahaha, this Taihe City is the outermost part of the Taiqing forces, and even the city lord is just a monk who has just built a foundation, as long as the old man keeps a low profile, who can catch me." The old man laughed wildly.

"Humph! We've been fighting here for so long, with such a big fluctuation, I think the city lord should have already discovered it, and at this time, I can't say that we are on the way here, why don't you let me wait and leave? Mo Yang looked at Jiang Yuxian, who was not far away, and said to Lin Xin beside him.

"Hahaha, Taihe City Lord? That kid actually came here the night before yesterday to spend all day drinking, but unfortunately he was killed by the old man. Hahaha" The old man knows that it is even more rampant.

Several people's hearts sank when they heard the words.

Seeing this, the old man laughed, slapped two black rays with his palms, and went straight towards Jiang Yuxian and Lin Xin.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, Mo Yang firmly protected Lin Xin behind him the moment he made a move, only to see those two black rays turn into black smoke in mid-air, spreading to the entire deck. When Mo Yang was about to react, Jiang Yuxian and Lin Xin inhaled black smoke and instantly fell to the ground and fainted.

Mo Yang was stunned, but he didn't feel anything wrong, and carefully observed Lin Xin and Jiang Yuxian not far away, and found that he just fainted, so he was relieved.

"Boy, you are really not simple, I am a ecstasy, I will be fascinated even if I don't check any immortal cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, who are you?" The old man looked cautious.

Although Mo Yang didn't know why he was immune to the old man's various means, he still had some guesses in his heart that it was related to the two items in the sea of knowledge. Mo Yang quickly protected Lin Xin and Jiang Yuxian behind him, and the cold iron shield swirled around the three of them.

Seeing that Mo Yang didn't answer. The old man's face showed impatience, and with a wave of his hand, he sacrificed the steel fork in his hand and hit Mo Yang straight.

At this time, Mo Yang saw that Lin Xin and Jiang Yuxian were both unconscious, and immediately stopped leaving his hand, his mana was fully opened, and red and black demonic qi slowly emerged from his body, and his mana was faintly comparable to that of a foundation building monk.

As soon as he slapped the storage bag and sacrificed a pagoda-shaped magic weapon, the pagoda rose in the wind and turned into a zhang Xu Lai high, and smashed towards the steel fork. The Qiankun Fire Spirit Sword, carrying black and red flames, also greeted it.

At the same time, he clasped the wind and rain fan of the lower grade spirit weapon in his hand and waved it fiercely, and the red and black wind and rain roared towards the old man.

The old man saw Mo Yang sacrifice two high-grade magic weapons, and at the same time, the cold iron shield rotated around the three of them. There is also a low-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, and his heart suddenly tightened, this kid's mana is only ten layers of qi cultivation after he is fully opened, but his mana is faintly comparable to himself, and there are three high-grade magic weapons, and one low-grade spiritual weapon, I am afraid that it is a genius disciple of which sect. I knew I had snuck away.

Not to mention the horror and remorse in the old man's heart.

Mo Yang's two magic weapons barely resisted the attack of the steel fork of the spirit weapon, and for a while, it was radiant, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was everywhere. Stalemate together. And the red and black wind and rain that Mo Yang waved were about to reach the old man's side.

The old man's expression was straight, and a shield like a turtle shell suddenly greeted him. The sound of "poof" was everywhere. The light on the shield of this high-grade magic weapon was actually corroded by the red-black wind and rain that Mo Yang waved, the light dimmed, and the red-black wind and rain emitted by the wind and rain fan also disappeared. The old man was suddenly heartbroken, gritted his teeth, and put away the ghosts on the deck with a wave of his hand, and at the same time increased his mana on the steel fork, and suddenly several pitch-black skulls appeared on the steel fork and exploded fiercely. Shaking Mo Yang's Qiankun Fire Spirit Sword and Pagoda magic weapon away, the old man beckoned painfully and took the steel fork back, touched it lovingly, gritted his teeth and glanced at Mo Yang hatefully, put it back into the storage bag, and put away the remaining ghost things on the painting boat with a wave of his hand, and at the same time threw out dozens of talismans, and when Mo Yang controlled the two magic weapons that were shaken away, he took out the flying sword and fled into the distance without looking back.

Mo Yang just wanted to control the magic weapon to pursue, but when he saw the dozens of talismans coming towards him, he had no choice but to wave a few more storms and rain again, and at the same time put the cold iron shield on top.

The sound of "crackling" was incessant, and soon dissipated. Mo Yang looked at the old man with only one black spot left in the sky, and he was quite helpless in his heart, and he wanted to chase but it was too late.

Mo Yang was still a little helpless in his heart about the decisive retreat of this old man, after all, although his ability to build the foundation was undefeated, but the foundation builder really couldn't catch up if he wanted to escape.

In desperation, he put away the magic weapon, but Yu Han Tiedun was still rotating around a few people, carefully checked Jiang Yuxian and Lin Xin, put the two of them away, and sat cross-legged to recover his mana. This is a hard fight with the foundation builders, and the consumption slope is large, and nearly half of the mana is consumed in this moment. If the old man does not retreat and continues to stalemate with himself, it is really not easy to say whether he will win or lose.

After all, this old man is different from the previous Senior Brother Hua, Senior Brother Hua was injured before, and the mana consumption was serious, so he would be killed by Mo Yang by taking the opportunity, this old man is in a full state, and it is really not something that the current Mo Yang can kill, after all, if he wants to leave, Mo Yang can't catch up.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yuxian slowly woke up and turned around. Seeing Mo Yang kneeling cross-legged not far in front of him, he vigilantly checked his clothes and storage bag, and was greatly relieved when he found that there was nothing wrong, and was about to speak. Lin Xin on the other side also woke up, but unlike it, the first thing Lin Xin did when he woke up was not to check himself, but to look around, and he was greatly relieved to see Mo Yang beside him.