"What a powerful man bowing down!"
The immortal shouted loudly,
"I'd like to see just how strong you really are, you 'strongman'!"
The space around the immortal rippled, and then his figure disappeared into the air.
"So fast!"
Ye Buxiu had to activate ten times the speed to barely catch a glimpse of him.
His eyes transformed into three tomoe without anyone noticing.
Gradually, we were able to catch his movements!
Ye Buxiu had a good opportunity.
He then reached out and grabbed, triggering the transformation.
However, because the other party was an immortal, Ye Buxiu's ability only pulled away a small portion of his spiritual power.
But it still greatly surprised the immortal Cen Long.
What technique did you use?
He was surprised to find that his spiritual power was inexplicably pulled away, causing a slight disturbance in his dantian.
"Scared now?"
As Ye Buxiu spoke, he took out his little white sword.
"Afraid of you? You, a mere mortal, think you can rival gods with your acrobatic skills? What a pipe dream!"
As he spoke, he reached out to grab Ye Buxiu again.
A slight disturbance wouldn't affect him.
This time, they used a secret technique of their sect. The spiritual energy on their claws formed a small beak, and they swooped down like a hawk.
"Master, be careful!"
Seeing Ye Buxiu pull out the little white sword, Hua Qian hurriedly shouted, because he had just taken that move from Ye Buxiu.
Cen Long ignored Hua Qian's shouts and rushed down to take Ye Buxiu's life.
Ye Buxiu reached out and chopped.
Snap!
Cen Long fell to the ground with a thud.
"Master!"
I never expected that my master would also fall under this sorcery! Hua Qian covered his face, unable to bear to look.
"Huh?" He looked at his hands. "I can move them now?"
Ye Buxiu was still facing away from him at this moment!
A perfect opportunity for a sneak attack!
He seized the opportunity, his figure flashed, and he went straight for Ye Buxiu's head!
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