Chapter 162 Immortal Lord, stop flirting, be careful of your... (Sixteen)
Jiang Feng snorted coldly and asked instead of answering, "Did you destroy the image scroll?"
The third prince of the demon clan, Jiang Bai, shrugged and sneered, "If I hadn't destroyed the image scroll, wouldn't father's plan have been ruined by you? But second brother really lived up to everyone's expectations and rebelled without hesitation!"
After he finished speaking, he tilted his head and looked at the person behind Jiang Feng inquiringly: "I can understand that. Who would have thought that the rumors were false? Su Yue Shengjun turned out to be such a beautiful woman? It's a pity that you, a novice who has never tasted the joy of love, got the chance. If I had known he looked like this, I would..."
Snap, the transformed air vine passed by again, this time hitting Jiang Bai's mouth.
"If you knew it earlier or later, you would never have the chance to get involved with him."
Jiang Bai hurriedly avoided the gas vine, and saw the murderous intent in Jiang Feng's eyes. He frowned and didn't dare to waste any more time here. He moved his wrist, and light green spiritual power quickly passed through the pool water.
Bang--
The piece of ice in the middle of the pool that people could step on was shattered. With everyone's exclamations, the Fire Spirit Tree was uprooted and turned into pure fire elements that fell in a disorderly manner.
Suddenly something unexpected happened, and Yu Huo and the other man immediately flew forward, one to put out the fire and the other to save people.
This delay gave Jiang Bai an opportunity, and in the blink of an eye he destroyed the barrier of the Xuanbing Secret Realm from the inside.
The sounds of breaking wind followed one after another, and a group of people in white robes came flying with their weapons, their eyes full of murderous intent.
Yu Huo was clutching the Seven Killings Ling, and just as he finished dealing with the fireballs, he was stunned by the scene before him.
——Shit! This white patch, is it related to the funeral?
He glanced over the faces of these people and narrowed his eyes.
——No wonder they say that if you want to be pretty, you have to wear mourning clothes. Besides, there are some female cultivators who are quite charming and pretty...
Before he could finish praising her, his wrist was suddenly tugged hard by someone, and Jiang Feng's gnashing growl rang out in his ears: "Even if it's beautiful, you're not allowed to look at it! Pay attention!"
Yu Huo had a question mark on his head, but it was too late to find out. In order to suppress the Liangyi Sect, Qingyun Valley's moves against him were truly fatal.
Even with his Saint King cultivation, it was a bit difficult to deal with them. The key point was that these people had no martial ethics at all. They would kill the younger generations protecting them when they got the chance. This made Yu Huo, who was always carefree, turn pale with anger.
He erected an ice wall to block the incoming wind blades and sneered, "You old fellows are bullying those who are not even a fraction of your age. The cultivators of Qingyun Valley are truly shameless and invincible!"
The elder of Qingyun Valley who had wielded the Wind Blade dodged his gaze for a moment, avoiding answering. He then slapped forward with a palm condensed from wind element, shouting, "Saint Lord Su Yue, take my palm and try!"
Yu Huo flicked his fingertips to mobilize giant ice spikes and charged forward: "Hey, you from Qingyun Valley, let me take your palm and see. Then you can call me father first!"
The ice spikes cut the palm condensed by the wind element into pieces. The monk was so angry that his body staggered and he roared with gritted teeth: "Who is that person? My title is Lingxu Zhenren!"
Yu Huo sneered: "You can't even stand steadily, you should be called a person with kidney deficiency."
"Ah—I'll kill you!"
Lingxu Zhenren couldn't beat him or scold him, so he rushed forward without hesitation. Before he could reach the Qingyi Immortal Lord, a soft white silk was wrapped around his neck and suddenly tightened.
With a snap, the cervical vertebrae broke and Lingxu Zhenren's head drooped weakly.
Then, a Yuanying as big as a fist flew out of his mouth. Lingxu Zhenren was scared and turned around to run. Unexpectedly, a Qi vine suddenly hit him from the side, and his Yuanying was shattered in an instant.
Yu Huo looked at the gradually extinguished Yuanying fragments and said with a sigh: "I'm sorry, I killed you."
Lingxu Zhenren was considered an elder of considerable strength in Qingyun Valley. His being killed in a single encounter caused the situation to freeze for a moment. Upon seeing this, the head of Qingyun Valley immediately turned his attention to the disciples of Liangyi Sect who were protected in the center of the vines.
The water element penetrated into the web woven by vines without any holes, transformed into cones, and stabbed towards them while spinning at high speed.
Han Xiao and Huang Shulan hugged each other, unable to get out or escape, and cried out anxiously: "Master! Help!!!"
Yu was so angry that he couldn't even curse. He raised his hand and grabbed the Qingyun Valley cultivator who was blocking him in front of him, and stabbed an ice spike into the other's chest.
There was a gap in the encirclement, and he immediately jumped in front of the shattered vines. He raised his hand and made a gesture, and countless ice spikes instantly appeared in the air to confront the heavy and high-speed rotating cones. The roar almost resounded through half the sky.
Jiang Feng tried his best to stop the Qingyun Valley monks who wanted to get close to Yu Huo, and struggled to conjure up vines to block them.
No one noticed Jiang Bai's coming and going. He silently looked at the stalemate scene, looked at the Immortal Lord in green clothes and black hair, sighed softly, "What a pity", then picked up a sword and stabbed him.
Puff—the sharp blade pierced through his chest, and this second seemed to be slowed down countless times.
Han Xiao's panic, Jiang Feng's roar, and the silence of everyone in the field seemed to be paused.
A figure quickly flew over, blocking the Qingyun Valley cultivator's Qi vine and entwining Jiang Bai's clone with its claws and fangs, strangling it hard, instantly shattering the clone into powder.
"How are you?" Jiang Feng was a little at a loss, and his wood-type spiritual power was wrapped around the other party without any cost.
Yu Huo didn't say a word. He bit his lower lip, raised his hand, grabbed the sword stuck in his body, and pulled it out with force.
Blood spurted out and instantly splashed onto her fair face, and along with her green clothes, red plum blossoms bloomed, looking weird and terrifying.
The elders of Qingyun Valley were delighted to see this, and with the purpose of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, they were ready to step forward and add insult to injury.
Unexpectedly, with a loud bang, the ice surface of the Xuanbing Secret Realm began to crack for unknown reasons. The surging air wave knocked over the Qingyun Valley elders who had not yet reacted. The collapsed ground revealed a dark corner, and countless vines emerged from it. With panicked cries for help, they entangled everyone and pulled them into the ground...
Tick, tick, tick...
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Huo opened his eyes, only to see darkness all the same.
He covered his chest and tried to get up, but unfortunately his body was severely injured and he had no strength at all. When he raised his head, it was blocked by an unknown object and he lay down again.
Strangely, the back didn't hurt when it hit the ground, as if it was caught by something full of elasticity.
He reached out and grabbed one, twisting it gently. His fingertips brushed across the scattered leaves, and the rustling sound echoed in the empty and silent underground.
The next second, the vine in his hand twisted flexibly, then wrapped around his wrist, rubbed his shoulders, neck, and cheeks, and reached his lips.
Yu Huo opened his mouth and took out a thumb-sized night-shining pearl from his Qiankun bag to light it up.
Only then did he realize that he was wrapped in countless vines, as if he was in a huge cocoon.
The vine that was climbing on his shoulders and neck moved forward again and touched his lips.
Just before Yu Huo turned around, an ethereal and vague voice pierced his eardrums: "Open your mouth."
Yu Huo was stunned. This voice seemed to be Jiang Feng's?
Could the vines that wrapped around him be the other party's true body?
"Why are you opening your mouth?" Yu Huo asked weakly.
The vine hanging by his lips slipped into his mouth, and the sweet juice immediately filled his mouth.
"Eat it."
Yu Huo made a "hmm" sound, tears welled up in his eyes, and he pushed hard with the tip of his tongue, his rejection evident in his words.
—I don’t have such a strong taste! And you’re not Tang Sanzang’s flesh, so will eating it make you immortal?!
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