Chapter 175 A Half-Move Difference



On the other side.

Jiang Wuyuan watched the two people walking towards him step by step from a distance.

No, perhaps it shouldn't be called a person.

Their auras were very mixed, and their appearances were quite bizarre.

A person covered in pustules and with sharp, protruding teeth.

Another creature had a bizarre appearance; not only had its limbs turned into tentacles, but its eyes had also merged into one, with its enormous pupils almost taking up half the size of its face.

Jiang Wuyuan's pupils contracted slightly, somewhat incredulous.

Could this be a union between a human and a different race?

How dare the Night Owl!

Pei Feng watched Jiang Wuyuan's expression with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I will never let you become this ugly."

If you obediently surrender, I can promise you—not only will you become stronger, but you'll also become more handsome.

These words completely confirmed Jiang Wuyuan's suspicions.

His eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

"You're dreaming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly crushed the jade talisman in his hand.

Fighting a Grandmaster could be attributed to his formidable strength in combating opponents of higher ranks and his fearlessness in the face of powerful enemies.

But what if you fight a saint?

That means they really want to die.

Pei Feng's expression darkened, and he snapped his fingers again, giving orders to the two ferocious-looking monsters standing in mid-air.

"Grab him!"

Buzz—

The two saints attacked together.

Because there were other Night Owls standing nearby, they didn't use much of their strength.

But under the oppressive aura of the two saints, Jiang Wuyuan felt as if all the bones in his body were about to be crushed.

"You dare to harm my disciple? You're asking for death!"

boom--

A cloud of dust rose after the dense swordsmanship principles were applied.

Jiang Wuyuan breathed a slight sigh of relief and called out to the figure blocking his way, "Master."

"Yes, I'm here." Nian Qingfeng's clone gently reassured Jiang Wuyuan.

If Jiang Wuyuan could see Nian Qingfeng's face at this moment, he would find that his expression was as if covered with a layer of frost.

His gaze was sharp and cold, like a razor-sharp knife, as if he wanted to tear the flesh off the two monsters.

Such an anomalies should never have existed in the world.

Night Owl's men actually succeeded.

Nian Qingfeng's expression remained silent.

This clone of his only had about one-tenth the strength of his original body, which was just enough to deal with two monsters at the mid-stage of the Saint realm.

"Where is Cang Kong?" Nian Qingfeng asked.

"The commander-in-chief is dealing with the nearby Gu poison," Jiang Wuyuan replied immediately.

Gu poison?

Could it be that the Grand Elder of Night Owl has also arrived?

Nian Qingfeng clicked his tongue: "Grab that kid over there."

Jiang Wuyuan nodded slightly, clearly understanding who Nian Qingfeng was referring to.

He turned around and looked at Pei Feng, who was still laughing smugly.

This smile intensified Jiang Wuyuan's ominous premonition.

"Actually, I thought of that a long time ago."

As Nian Qingfeng's disciple, how could you possibly lack methods to protect yourself?

But this time, I still came out on top.

Without wasting any more words, Pei Feng crushed the wooden plaque he had prepared long ago, under Jiang Wuyuan's solemn expression.

A chilling wind gathered, and gray clouds swirled around a figure slowly emerging from the mist.

He had gray hair, his face was covered with brown spots, he wasn't very tall, and he wore a simple Zhongshan suit.

When the gaze fell upon him, Jiang Wuyuan felt an overwhelming aura of destruction that he had only ever experienced from the three supreme beings.

This person's true form is definitely a peak Saint-level expert!

Alarm bells rang in Jiang Wuyuan's mind.

When Nian Qingfeng's clone saw the approaching person during the battle, his brows furrowed uncontrollably.

Even though he had never seen Elder Night Owl in person, this aura was all too familiar.

So familiar with him that I could guess who he was even with my eyes closed.

"Is this the kid you told the Palace Master about?"

Yin Zique lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the young man holding the dark blue longsword, and said to Pei Feng, "Indeed, not bad, worth all the effort you put in."

"Elder, we'll have to trouble you to take action."

Yin Zique's gaze swept over Nian Qingfeng, who was locked in battle with two monsters in the distance and unable to free his hands. A stiff smile appeared on his lips.

It would be quite an interesting scene to see someone of Nian Qingfeng's level kidnap his disciple right in front of him.

Yin Zique raised his hand, and a thick black mist immediately drifted towards Jiang Wuyuan's direction.

Despite the pressure, the boy's gaze remained firm as he suddenly threw out the talisman in his hand.

This was one of the gifts Sheng Wanshi gave him upon meeting him—a talisman containing Sheng Wanshi's ultimate attack.

The instant the talisman shattered, a fist-shaped shadow suddenly burst forth.

It was like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart, with mountains roaring and seas surging.

The violent fluctuations spread out, but did not harm Jiang Wuyuan in the slightest.

Yin Zique, standing beside Pei Feng and Huo Ling, narrowed his eyes. The Five Poisons Laws emanating from his body were so dense that they almost turned into a flowing, tangible mist.

He raised his palm, and the overwhelming poisonous fog spread outwards like a smoke bomb.

But it was suddenly shattered by the shadow of the fist and broke in the wind.

Yin Zique's projection swayed slightly, and his body became somewhat transparent.

His current strength is not much different from that of Nian Qingfeng, who is an avatar.

Blocking a blow from a peak Saint cost him a considerable price, but he could still barely hold on.

At least, grab this junior—

Suddenly, Yin Zique's pupils contracted, and he abruptly raised his arm to block.

boom--

Before anyone knew it, thunderclouds began to loom over Yin Zique.

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