The immortality of mortals

Chapter 139 The Unexpected Enemy

Looking at the figures of the three people walking away, Master Feiyi's face turned pale.

Before he came, he had heard that the young monk was arrogant and rude.

Now, the other party actually ignored my sincere questions?

Within the scope of Kuixing Island, who doesn't know that Feng Maocai is extremely talented, is 20 years old and has the eleventh level of Qi refining, and is the island owner's father who is in the fake elixir realm.

Even the young masters and ladies from Kuixing Island must greet him politely when they see him.

Thinking of the bet before coming here.

Feng Maocai felt that he had to capture the two women. Anyway, after investigating the background of the young people, they were just Qi refining practitioners with no background.

There is really nothing to be afraid of!

"Uncle Zhao, let's catch that kid and see where his arrogance comes from!"

Feng Maocai's little eyes flashed fiercely.

The middle-aged man next to him nodded when he heard this. It was not the first time for them to do such a thing anyway!

Moreover, this young master of my family has always been sensible and sensible.

Before taking action, you must investigate the opponent's details clearly, and you will not touch those who cannot be provoked.

The young man was surrounded by two beautiful female cultivators.

Maybe after the young master gets tired of playing, it will be their turn to share.

The few attendants who followed him couldn't help but feel full of energy when they thought of this.

"Chase!"

Several people took control of their magic weapons and flew through the air.

The noisy Kuixing Island became distant and smaller, and the surroundings gradually returned to tranquility. The only sound between the sky and the earth was the roar of the wind and the surging waves.

Several people quickly chased Baili away.

The dark night sky was dark with no moonlight or stars, and seemed to be covered with clouds.

However, this naturally does not hinder any cultivators.

"Huh? The qi-refining boy's flight speed is quite fast?"

Feng Maocai was confused.

Suddenly there was a huge crash from the waves ahead.

The monks from Feiyi Island saw a huge and mighty black dragon floating in the air, ten feet long, brightly colored, with eyes like bright lights, and majestic horns!

And above the head of the black dragon.

A strong man with a bald head and black robes, holding a bone-white scythe, stood solemnly, his whole body shrouded in the mist emitted by the black dragon, making him look like the evil god of death who harvested life.

"Hahahaha! You guys are actually seeking your own death and leaving the island?!"

The strong man in black robe laughed wildly.

"You bumped into me and you dared to say something rude. I will settle the debt with you today!"

Several monks were stunned when they heard this.

They were about to chase the boy, but unexpectedly they met a big man in black robe.

Just now when they were preparing to kidnap the female cultivator on Kuixing Island, they happened to bump into the big man in black robes, so several people scolded him. After all, he didn't have the eyesight to touch him.

I didn’t expect that because of such a trivial matter, I would be robbed and killed on the road here? !
The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao noticed that Dahan and Mo Jiao were both in the foundation-building stage, so he could only suppress his temper and said:

"We are the master of Feiyi Island. We have important matters tonight, so you'd better not stop us."

"Is it important?"

The strong man in black robe Jie Jie smiled strangely: "The important thing tonight is to take your lives!"

"Do you really want to take action over a trivial matter?"

The middle-aged man named Zhao had a cold look in his eyes.

He himself is in the late stage of foundation building, and his colleagues are in the middle stage of foundation building. The other three people, including the young island master, are all at the peak of Qi refining and can at least protect themselves.

Therefore, he is not afraid of big men.

"Yah!!"

In response, the strong man in black robe screamed strangely, stepped on the ink dragon, and came towards him waving a bone-white sickle.

"Go!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao and the short-haired middle-stage foundation-building monk next to him immediately used their magical weapons to fight.The remaining three guards stayed by the side of the young island master Feng Maocai, and they cooperated closely, obviously based on their rich experience accumulated through many battles.

Roar!
The ink dragon first spit out the smelly black liquid, which directly annihilated the short-haired monk's talisman.

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao used a silver flying sword to assassinate the big man in black robes. He used the sword technique to activate it, predicting that the opponent in the middle stage of foundation building would definitely withstand difficulties.

Unexpectedly, the big man's body actually emitted two colors of light: gold and red!
The golden light first made the magic sword stagnant as if it was stuck in a quagmire, and then the blood-colored magic light took the opportunity to fill the air, causing the magic sword's aura to gradually lose its aura and become dim.

In a few years, the big man had already cultivated the Blood Refining Divine Light while guarding the ancient teleportation formation island.

As for the Golden Light Body Protection Technique, all he had to do was collect the Golden Light Python, so he naturally didn't fall behind.

The combination of two divine lights, one trapping the magic weapon and the other contaminating the magic weapon, actually caused the flying sword of the late-stage foundation-building monk to lose its attack power in an instant.

"what?!"

The expression of the middle-aged man named Zhao changed drastically, and he was shocked to find that the flying sword had been destroyed.

I don’t know what the other party’s secret technique is, but it’s so terrifying.

He immediately put away his contempt and quickly sacrificed many magic weapons into a sword formation without hiding any secrets, and used all his magic power to attack and kill them all.

But the strong man in black robe was as strong as lightning and his power was as strong as breaking bamboo.

He actually relied on the divine light of body protection to break through the sword formations of many magical swords. Even if he occasionally stabbed his body, it would not cause any real harm at all.

"Is it a body-refining cultivator?!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao quickly dodged the tug of war, not daring to get close.

One side fights fiercely.

The short-haired monk on the other side who was in the middle stage of foundation building was even more dangerous against the second-level monster Mo Jiao.

Although Mo Jiao is only in the early stage of foundation building, the dragon species' natural tyrannical strength makes it comparable to the combat power in the later stage of foundation building.

Moreover, Mo Jiao is naturally close to water, and is even more powerful when fighting on the sea.

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with sword aura, magical weapons flashing with light, a ghost-like man pressing forward step by step with demonic aura, and the roar of an ink-colored dragon shaking the sky and sea.

"No, could it be that Uncle Zhao and the others can't win in a fight?"

The young island master Feng Maocai saw that the two of them were at a disadvantage, and his expression suddenly became tense.

The nearby sea area is relatively remote, and Jie Dan is no longer a powerful person.

Basically, the late stage of foundation building is the peak combat power of the activity.

Unexpectedly, his father sent him two guards who were almost invincible together.

This time he was actually beaten down.

And the cause is even more speechless, just because of a little collision, it evolved into a life and death struggle.

In the past, they burned, killed, looted, fought hard, and never missed their target.

Unexpectedly, they got into a fight today because of friction while walking.

Instead, it fell into crisis.

Thinking about it is almost hilarious.

Feng Maocai nervously paid attention to the battlefield.

At the same time, the guards were also on guard against sudden sneak attacks by the big man and Mo Jiao, or the spread of escaping fighting attacks.

Nobody noticed.

In the thick night surrounding them, a crystal-clear spider silk hung down.

laugh!
Suddenly a light sticking sound sounded.

While Feng Maocai was distracted, the three surrounding guards had not had time to react.

A thick thread of spider silk suddenly pulled Feng Maocai and the protective shield he had put up around him behind him in an instant.

"what!"

Feng Maocai shouted instinctively.

The remaining three guards were already well-trained in taking action in an instant.

But after all, these people were only in the Qi refining stage, and had previously been distracted by the battlefield.

Many magic weapons, talismans and spells had no blocking effect at all, nor did they cause any damage to the huge shadow in the darkness.

　Yang Xuan: Where did the demon cultivator dare to block the road and kill the young island owner?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)