My Master is a God - Chapter 739

[Chapter 739 The Old Man is in Charge]

Facing the blade-like eyes of Yang Yiyu, the evil god, even though Qi Moxing is a master in the late Yuanying period, he couldn’t help but tremble all over.

But after all, Qi Moxing is not an ordinary cultivator. He is a master in the late Yuanying period, and he has been a big boss in Yaoguang City for hundreds of years. He has experienced many storms and waves, so he will not be afraid of Yang Yiyu’s eyes.

Of course, he is definitely afraid of this kid in front of him who is only in the early Yuanying period.

In the battle just now, he and the thin old man beside him did not take action, and let other cultivators take the lead. Isn’t it the intention to observe Yang Yiyu? There

has been a confrontation with Yang Yiyu once. Among the three masters in the late Yuanying period, one of them who belonged to the Qingtian Sect had half of his body chopped off by Yang Yiyu in one encounter, and he was completely reduced to a useless person.

In the second confrontation, Qi Moxing and the thin old man from Lingshan Valley were cautious, so they let nearly a hundred Yuanying cultivators take the lead. Unexpectedly, they were killed by Yang Yiyu and collapsed.

After some observation, Qi Moxing’s eyes were full of solemnity, and he couldn’t see through Yang Yiyu at all.

Whether it was the strong aura felt by Yang Yiyu, the ancient sword in his hand, or the strange body movement and magical powers, the strength shown was completely not what an early Yuanying cultivator should have.

Qi Moxing and the thin old man looked at each other and saw a conclusion from each other’s eyes. The boy in front of them was definitely a master who deliberately concealed his cultivation.

He might be in the late Yuanying? Even the Great Perfection, doubt is a more powerful existence.

Otherwise, how could one person kill nearly a hundred Yuanying cultivators and make them cry for their parents?

In just ten breaths, he killed fifty or sixty Yuanying cultivators. Of course, most of them were early Yuanying cultivators, but it was also seen that this kid killed the cultivators in the middle Yuanying period without any mistakes. It was not wrong to say that he was a demon.

Qi Moxing investigated the boy who suddenly appeared in Yaoguang City and caused chaos in Yaoguang City. He found out that he followed the old man in Yaoguang City, Lao Mengtou, into the city. Lao Mengtou claimed to be his nephew named Yang Yiyu.

Qi Moxing found out that Yang Yiyu saw a demon slave at the Yinyang Merchants’ demon slave sales market, and then he robbed the demon slave, and then he destroyed it and released all the demon beasts imprisoned in the demon beast market, causing chaos in the whole Yaoguang City.

It can be said that Yang Yiyu caused chaos in Yaoguang City.

Qi Moxing thought so in his heart, and looked at Yang Yiyu with a gloomy face and said, “Yang Yiyu, right? Do you know that even your master can’t save you from the big trouble you have caused now?”

Yang Yiyu was stunned, and then he realized that Qi Moxing was asking questions. He sneered and said, “Why are you afraid of my master? Or do you want to investigate me? To be honest, you are not qualified to know my master. Let alone making trouble in a small Yaoguang City, even if the Mountain and Sea Realm is overturned, my master doesn’t care.”

Since he knew that Qi Moxing was afraid of him and began to doubt his origins, Yang Yiyu simply made a lot of big talk. Anyway, his master’s sect was not the Mountain and Sea Realm, and he was not wrong to be honest. The old man really wouldn’t care about these things.

Although the old man was a twelve-tribulation immortal and had never established any sect, when the old man spoke, his three senior brothers and sisters in the cultivation world all had their own sects in the cultivation world. And from the tone of the old man, the sects established by his senior brothers and sisters in the cultivation world were all good. How could the sects in the mountain and sea world be compared with those in the cultivation world?

So Yang Yiyun was not full of quarrels.

But it sounded different to Qi Moxing. He was already wondering if it was true.

Could it be that Yang Yiyun was really a disciple from a big sect in the mountain and sea world?

Which one was he from?

Bu Tian Palace? Or a disciple from one of those super ancient hermit sects?

If so, it would be really hard to mess with him.

Or was this kid talking nonsense?

Qi Moxing felt that Yang Yiyun was not talking nonsense. According to his cultivation level of the early stage of the Nascent Soul on the surface, and his actual strength was comparable to that of the late stage of the Nascent Soul or even the Great Perfection, he was really very similar to the disciples from those hidden sects.

Qi Moxing only knew about the Butian Palace among the top superpowers in the Shanhai Realm, but he had seen and heard of some of the proud sons of the Butian Palace, but he had never heard of someone like Yang Yiyu.

Now it seems that they are the mysterious disciples of the Hidden Sect.

Qi Moxing narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Yiyu and said, “Are you the descendant of the ancient Hidden Sect or a disciple of the Butian Palace?”

“None of your business~” Yang Yiyu no longer had the patience to talk to Qi Moxing. He could see that Qi Moxing was already afraid, and when would he take action?

Anyway, let Qi Moxing guess about his origins slowly, right?

The more so, the more irritated Qi Moxing would be, and the more beneficial it would be for Yang Yiyu.

Although Qi Moxing and the thin old man were two people, and the other Nascent Soul cultivators had been killed by him and dispersed, for Yang Yiyu, he was facing a master in the late Nascent Soul stage.

With his cultivation in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, even if he fought against other levels, he could only compete with the cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul in terms of true energy.

Moreover, he had to face two masters in the late stage of the Nascent Soul at the same time. It would be a lie to say that he had no pressure.

As for his belief that the root of the battle was the extraordinary Dragon Slaying Sword and magical skills in his hand, there was no doubt that none of these methods on him were ordinary. More importantly, he had the biggest trump card, which was his master Yun Tianxie. With the old man’s support, he would not be afraid of Qi Moxing, the two cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, or even the masters of the Nascent Soul Great Perfection.

However, sometimes Yang Yiyu also understood the state of his old man, and tried not to alarm him as much as possible, and did not want to rely on his master for everything, but it also depended on what kind of things and enemies he faced.

Now, for Wu Moqiu, Yang Yiyu would naturally let his master take action.

He was angered again by Yang Yiyun’s arrogant and contemptuous eyes. After all, he was a master in the late Yuanying stage, a big boss who had been sitting in Yaoguang City for many years. It was no exaggeration to say that he was a figure above ten thousand people, and he had never been despised like this.

The thin old man next to Qi Moxing couldn’t help but get angry and attack first: “Young man, you are looking for death~” With

a burst of laughter, the thin old man flashed and slashed at Yang Yiyun with a sword.

Qi Moxing also narrowed his eyes, pressed his palms against Yang Yiyun, and suddenly the whole sky darkened.

Yang Yiyun felt that his whole body was tight, and an invisible force appeared out of thin air. He knew that this was the power of the unity of the true essence of the Yuanying cultivator. The power of the Yuanshen is invisible. It can’t be seen but can be felt. It is the most traceless. The stronger the power of the soul, the greater the power. By the time it is discovered, it has already suffered.

Yang Yiyun was fortunate that his Yuanying and soul were not bad, and he could feel it at the first time.

But feeling it is one thing, and whether it can be resolved is another.

At this time, facing the attacks from Qi Moxing and the skinny old man on the left and right, Yang Yiyu said to his master in his heart: “Old man, I need you to hold the fort~”

“Aren’t they just two late Nascent Soul cultivators? You can defeat them with your own strength, and you still bother me.” Yun Tianxie

‘s dissatisfied voice sounded. Yang Yiyu was in no mood to argue with the old man at this time. He moved to fight and said to his master in a deep voice: “What I want is to kill the skinny old man in one fell swoop, and then I want to search Qi Moxing’s soul. He captured Qiu’er.”

Perhaps he heard the displeasure of his apprentice, and this time Yun Tianxie rarely hurt Yang Yiyu. His master understood better than anyone how much importance Wu Moqiu, the ghost cultivator girl, had in Yang Yiyu’s mind, and immediately responded: “Just kill her.”

Just kill her~

Just these five simple words fully demonstrated Yun Tianxie’s confidence in his apprentice Yang Yiyu.

Yang Yiyu was shocked when he heard this. Facing the thin old man’s sword full of powerful aura, he mobilized the Xuanhuang sword of the Dragon Slaying Sword to meet it with a sword. At the same time, he used the bones of his right hand to strike Qi Moxing with the Star Picking Hand.

In order to search Qi Moxing’s soul, Yang Yiyu knew that he had to eliminate the thin old man first, and then some masters would secretly support him, so that he could succeed in one fell swoop.

Seeing Yang Yiyu’s sword facing him head-on, the thin old man snorted coldly, with disdain on his lips. In his perception, Yang Yiyu’s sword was indeed much more powerful than that of an ordinary Yuanying in the early stage, but it was still far from enough for him, a master in the late Yuanying stage.

“Boom~”

The next moment, the two swords clashed, making a roar, but the thin old man’s face changed wildly.

(End of this chapter)