"What the hell is this? It feels so weird."
The psychics could only watch Zhu Mo's back as he quickly left and rushed towards the building.
"I feel like all my strength is slowly draining away. Is this the power of the black water?"
The people with special abilities tried hard to break free from the black water, but found that no matter how hard they tried, it was useless.
"Tsk... This is Yin water, you idiots! Once you get stained with it, you will never be able to escape. You should have avoided it from the beginning."
Li Qianjue, who was standing on the billboard, cursed in frustration.
"By the way, Mr. Chai!" Li Qianjue suddenly thought of the invisible Mr. Chai and immediately remembered that he should remind him.
Although that old reckless man is old, he is not careful at all and has lived for decades in vain.
As expected, as soon as he thought of Mr. Chai, he had already revealed his true form and appeared behind Zhu Yu.
The old man's face was filled with joy at the prospect of success. He held the sword in one hand and chopped at Zhu Yu's neck: "Have you forgotten my existence?"
"Damn it, old man, have you forgotten how you lost your arm?"
Li Qianjue naturally would not choose to stand idly by as regards this old partner.
He immediately stretched out his fingers and released linear lightning, attacking Zhu Yu in front, forcing him to look around.
Seeing that their attack from both sides was about to succeed, Zhu Yu remained calm and composed, with a peaceful expression on his face.
The white pupils in his eyes suddenly flashed, and white flames appeared around Zhu Yu.
The white pupils in his eyes suddenly flashed at this moment, and a blazing white flame ignited around Zhu Yu, with tongues of fire dancing and flames flying.
The lightning released by Li Qianjue was miraculously swallowed up by the ball of white fire.
And before Old Chai behind Zhu Yu had time to react, a small flame attached to the spiritual white fire appeared.
Feeling that the flame was unusual, Mr. Chai immediately chose to give up the attack and retreat quickly.
With horrified eyes, Chai Lao looked at the small flame on his stomach and hurriedly asked Li Qianjue for help: "Li Qianjue, what should I do?"
The strange white fire on his body was eroding his black robe at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"If you don't want to be burned to ashes alive, take off your clothes quickly. I can't do anything with that thing!" Li Qianjue yelled.
Hearing Li Qianjue's words, Old Chai hurriedly took off his black robe.
The moment it was taken off, the white fire immediately burned the black robe.
Not even a trace of ash.
Seeing that there was still a ball of flame on the ground, Mr. Chai's Adam's apple rolled and cold sweat broke out.
If it weren't for Li Qianjue, he would have been burned to ashes by this strange white fire.
"Li Qianjue, thanks to you this time. When we get back, I'll let you taste the fine wine in my collection." Chai Laoqiang forced a smile and thanked Li Qianjue.
Li Qianjue looked at the psychics who were the first to rush towards Zhu Yu.
Those guys had long lost their vitality, their faces were dark and bloodless, as if they had been drained of blood.
It will probably be swallowed up by the puddle of dirty water on the ground soon.
Although they are not strong, they have the strength of saints after all.
It was actually solved so easily by Zhu Yu in front of him.
You have to know that it hasn't been long since the last fierce battle, and Xiang Fan has already opened Li Qianjue's eyes.
Unexpectedly, the Zhu Yu in front of him was even more difficult to deal with.
The Zhu family actually has another expert?
As expected of Yan Country’s number one family power with hundreds of years of history, its foundation is truly unfathomable.
"The problem now is not your broken wine, but survival. Take care of yourself from now on. I will take this enemy who may kill me seriously."
Li Qianjue jumped down from the billboard with rare seriousness.
Even when facing a top master like Xiang Fan, he didn't take it so seriously at the beginning.
Mr. Chai could see obvious pressure on him.
"This kid, is the pressure so great? Then I have to be serious too..." Old Chai narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.
As soon as the words fell, the two of them rushed towards Zhu Yu at the same time.
On the rooftop of a towering building, a man in a suit jacket is overlooking the ground.
The cold wind from high above blew his short black hair, making his angular face look even more three-dimensional and profound.
Five men in black cloth were kneeling on one knee behind him, with their heads slightly lowered to show their submission.
They are the Holy Father's personal Holy Guard.
Each of them possesses great strength and is loyal to the Holy Father.
"The boy from the Zhu family is really brave to be able to come here directly." The Holy Father spoke slowly, without any warmth in his voice.
"Kill him, and Yan Country will also be controlled by our Holy City. Eventually, I will turn this world into a true paradise."
"Holy Father is wise!" The Holy Guards behind him shouted in unison.
"Holy Father, do you want us to kill him directly?" The sturdy man in the middle of the five people asked softly, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty desire, like a demon from hell.
He sent people to Long City to kill Song Can, the captain of Xiang Fan's Holy Guard.
The Holy Father shook his head slightly: "Song Can. Look, you are anxious again..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling blue light burst out in the distance of the Holy City.
Then, boom...
It felt like the whole building was shaking violently, as if there was an earthquake.
The shock was so great that it made people's hearts palpitate, as if the whole world was plunged into a turbulent chaos.
"what happened?"
A hint of surprise finally appeared on the Holy Father's expressionless face, and he frowned and looked into the distance.
"Holy Father! Enemies have been spotted in the west of the Holy City..."
A man in a golden cloak came anxiously and knelt behind the Holy Father.
"Everyone in Kinmen should kill him!" The Holy Father's expression was slightly solemn.
Because he could clearly feel that the guy who made such a big noise was definitely an incredibly powerful existence.
A legend suddenly came to his mind.
There is still a legend about a hidden saint in Yan Country.
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