Volume 1, Chapter 44: A Final Battle, the Third Sword, Purple Lightning.
The three of them also looked at him without saying anything.
The woman whispered, "Sir, Xin'er is not doing a good job."
The scholar shook his head and gave them a comforting look. Then he turned to look at the three people, put his sword behind his back, stretched out his hand, and said, "Hand it over?"
"What?" Ye Tingmu replied coldly.
He guessed that this person should be the one behind the scenes. Seeing how respectful the beastmaster was to him, he should be the one who ran away.
"Heh..." The scholar chuckled, "You're asking even though you already know the answer. Don't you know that you took something you shouldn't have taken?"
Upon hearing this, the little monk subconsciously touched the Qiankun bag around his waist.
This scene naturally fell into the eyes of the Confucian scholar. He saw a smile on the corner of his mouth and looked at the little monk.
"So it's here with you."
After saying this, he turned into a shadow and rushed towards the little monk.
Ye Tingmu took a side step and drew his sword.
With a "clang" sound.
He stood in front of the little monk.
The scholar had a playful look in his eyes. He exerted force with his hands and swung out with the sword.
"You don't know your own limits."
A burst of energy burst out from the sword's edge.
Ye Tingmu was knocked away instantly.
“So strong.”
The young monk mobilized his energy and punched out.
"Bang..."
The gilded fist fell, but did not cause any harm to the scholar.
The Confucian scholar waved his sleeves, and a thousand waves were rolled up.
The little monk was also knocked away.
Li Gao held the wooden sword in his hand and took advantage of the opportunity to stab him.
The scholar looked back and swung his sword again.
Li Gao, who was still charging, was also knocked away.
The three of them fell to the ground in pieces.
Blood was flowing out of his mouth.
"Sixth level of the Divine Wandering Realm..."
Too strong, Ye Tingmu couldn't help but sigh in his heart at this moment. He once seriously injured Hong Fu Nu with a sword, but in front of this person, he had no power to fight back.
Is this the difference between the first level of the Sixth Realm and the sixth level?
Looking at the three people lying on the ground, the scholar's face was full of disdain.
He just waved his hand, and a wave of energy enveloped the little monk.
The little monk struggled in vain and was controlled by him and floated in front of the Confucian scholar.
The scholar looked at him curiously.
"As expected of a top disciple of Kongling Temple, he has quite a few magical weapons on him. It's surprising."
"Demon, what do you want to do?" The little monk glared at him and said viciously.
"I don't want to do anything but kill people and steal treasures."
As he spoke, he flipped his palm.
He took the magic weapon from the little monk and held it to his chest.
He waved his sleeves and slapped the little monk away.
They were completely powerless to fight back; that was the feeling this person gave them.
Ye Tingmu didn't hesitate and dragged his body which was in pain from the shock.
The sword energy was as strong as the wind.
The sword rises and turns into a gust of wind.
He passed by the scholar and grabbed the Qiankun bag in his hand.
The scholar was stunned and muttered softly.
“That’s pretty fast.”
Ye Tingmu steadied his body, holding the Qiankun bag in one hand and the sword in the other.
"Don't you want this?"
"Well, what's the matter?"
Ye Tingmu looked at the injured Li Gao and the little monk behind him and said, "Let them go and I'll give it to you. Otherwise?"
As he spoke, he placed the sword on the Qiankun bag.
He continued: "I destroyed it?"
The scholar looked at him with a playful expression on his face, as if he didn't care at all.
"Oh...are you threatening me?"
"No, I'll make another deal with you."
“Hahaha…” The scholar laughed wildly, then said wickedly, “What if I don’t accept it?”
Ye Tingmu frowned and there was a hint of evil on the corner of his mouth.
"I think the demon pill of this willow demon must be very important to your Blood God Cult."
"It is indeed important." The scholar replied calmly, "But so what? Do you think you can destroy him?"
"Why not?"
"The Willow Demon Pill was made from a meteorite from outer space. Don't mention you. There were many powerful people from the six sects at that time who were ninth-level saints. If it could be destroyed, it would not have survived until today."
Facing Ye Tingmu's behavior, the Confucian scholar couldn't help but find it funny. It seemed that the young man in front of him, although he had a high talent in swordsmanship, did not have much common sense.
Just like the way he dresses, he's a nerd.
Ye Tingmu was shocked. There is such a thing. Could this person be deceiving me?
At this time, the seriously injured little monk got up and said weakly: "He is right. This demon pill comes from above the three heavens. Only an immortal can destroy it."
Ye Tingmu turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of surprise.
I feel mixed emotions inside, and I feel like I am the clown.
Seeing Ye Tingmu's expression which looked like he had eaten shit, the scholar's smile became even more intense.
"Tell me, who among you three will die first?"
Li Gao gritted his teeth and silently took out a piece of golden talisman paper.
He gave the two of them a look.
Ye Tingmu's facial muscles trembled slightly.
“Let’s fight.”
He threw the Qiankun bag to the little monk and activated the sword in his hand.
"I'll stop him. Take this thing and leave. Remember to avenge me."
It is definitely impossible for the three of them to go together. The only thing they can do now is to give it a try.
Put all your strength into one sword and make plans.
He couldn't possibly abandon his brothers and sisters, nor did he want to involve Li Gao and the little monk in dying with him because of his own affairs.
I have lived two lives for nearly 30 years. Although I haven’t lived enough, I am content. Besides, I may not die.
"The third sword, purple lightning."
The scholar's expression changed and he said, "Then you die first?"
When Li Gao saw Ye Tingmu rushing out, he gritted his teeth, pinched his fingers, and the golden talisman paper penetrated his whole body.
"The wind is rising."
He instantly turned into a shadow and grabbed the little monk.
"Walk."
He knew that they would die if they stayed, so they could only run away and seek help.
The person in front of them is much stronger than Hong Fu, and is not someone they can face.
"I cannot abandon Benefactor Ye."
"Do you want him to die in vain?" Li Gao's voice was almost a roar, and his face became distorted.
The Confucian scholar was shocked when he saw Li Gao's quick steps, thinking that he was trying to slip away right under his nose.
"Want to run? Where are you going?" He said and was about to walk towards the two of them.
How could Ye Tingmu do as he wished?
"Your opponent is me."
Thunder roared, and purple lightning turned into a dragon.
He pounced on the scholar in an instant.
The scholar gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it."
Boom!
A huge explosion sounded.
Smoke and dust rose up from Shuiyun Ridge, purple lightning raged, and the ground was cracked with charred streaks.
Look at the dust behind you.
The little monk clenched his fists.
"Don't worry, Master Ye. I will definitely avenge you."
At this moment, the little monk had already developed murderous intentions. The Buddha was not there, and all he had was anger.
Li Gao didn't dare to stop and continued to run forward.
Because behind them, the girl had caught up with them on the purple electric leopard.
Although this leopard was seriously injured by Ye Tingmu before, its speed is still very fast.
Li Gao gritted his teeth and threw out five instant-explosive talismans from his waist.
Five explosions sounded in succession.
The area behind him instantly turned into a sea of fire, the flames spread, and the bamboo forest was instantly ignited.
In the raging flames, the purple electric leopard leaped out with electric light all over its body.
The Xin'er girl looked at the two people not far in front of her and muttered softly.
"I won't let you get away. If the master wants you dead, you shouldn't run away."
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