"Retreat!"
Ye Chen's battle intent was surging, and his eyes were filled with excitement. The peach wood sword in his hand was waving like the wind, fiercely hacking at the old man's sharp hands.
Immediately, a red light rose and lightning flashed. The thick corpse qi turned into black smoke and disappeared.
Great-Grandfather Fang's face stiffened and twisted in pain, looking even more ferocious!
Its arms seemed to contain a thousand pounds of power as it kept sweeping towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen did not dodge at all.
When the tip of the old man's finger brushed across the golden light on his body, other than a flash of golden light and a little fire, it did not hurt Ye Chen at all.
On the other hand, the hundred-year-old peachwood sword in Ye Chen's hand seemed to have a spirit, and it carried a spiritual aura as it waved.
Sometimes, it was like a gurgling stream, and sometimes, it was like a storm that stabbed into Old Master Ren's body.
Although it was only the basic sword technique of Mao Mountain, it was enough to make the old master howl in pain.
The Golden Light Curse was the old heavenly master's unique gatekeeping skill, and it was definitely not an ordinary mantra.
The strongest defensive spell of Mount Longhu was definitely not ordinary!
The old man was getting more and more irritable, and his attacks were getting more and more urgent, like a crazy demon. But even so, Ye Chen's expression remained the same, not dodging at all.
His peach wood sword stabbed horizontally without any signs of being stretched.
The eyes of the people in the Ren residence revealed a strange look.
Such an unfair battle gave them a misconception…
The Old Master…didn't seem to be able to do it?
Just as this thought rose in everyone's minds, Great-Grandfather Ren raised his arm and swept it across the air, causing a wall to explode!
Everyone's pupils suddenly constricted, and only then did they come back to their senses.
No! How was it that the old master was not good at it? It was the young Taoist priest Chunyang who was good at it!
Thinking of this, everyone looked at Ye Chen even more passionately!
In their eyes, Ye Chen was showing off his invincible aura, like a young god, a demon-shaking immortal child!
Everyone was full of confidence, but they did not know that Ye Chen's eyes had a hint of seriousness.
He realized that he had underestimated Old Master Ren.
A zombie that had been nurtured for twenty years in a treasured land was unbelievably strong. It was probably only a step away from reaching the late stage of the Armored Corpse!
In terms of strength, it was not any weaker than a ghost in the late stage of the malicious ghost realm!
Although Ye Chen could use the perfect golden light spell to suppress him, his cultivation time was still a little short, and his realm was only at the peak of the warlock realm.
Every time Great-Grandfather Ren attacked the golden light, he would consume some spiritual power. Up until now, there was not much spiritual power left in his body.
"Ah!"
Right at this moment, Old Master Ren let out a ferocious howl, shocking everyone around him!
It waved its arms, and its sharp claws cut through the air, creating a shadow as it stabbed towards Ye Chen's face at an extremely fast speed.
It was as if it wanted to blow Ye Chen's head off!
Even if I can't kill you, I'll take one of your eyes!
Ye Chen frowned, not even blinking his eyes.
Another sword thrust out!
The two of them hit each other at the same time!
The malevolent fingertip poked the thin golden light, as if it had poked an indestructible wall. Sparks flew everywhere, but it could not advance an inch.
However, Ye Chen's attack was like an antelope hanging its horn. The hundred-year-old peachwood sword pierced straight into the old man's eye socket.
Instantly, it shone again!
Thick corpse qi surged out of the old man's eyes and was blown away by the evil slaying power!
Black blood flowed out of his eyes and dripped down the old man's shriveled face onto the ground, corroding the ground until white smoke rose!
All of this happened in a flash!
The onlookers were stunned, and their eyes were filled with joy.
"Little Taoist Chunyang's Dao is unparalleled. Please kill the evil!”
"Little Taoist priest, your methods are profound and your divine might is peerless!”
……
Everyone's faces were filled with excitement, and the reverence in their eyes was extremely dense!
Even Ren Fa could not hide the joy on his face. He listened to the voices of the people around him and said without thinking,"Little Taoist priest, you can do it! Kill this scourge!"
He was really afraid!
The Old Master was not as kind as he was when he was alive. His entire body emitted a ferocious and murderous intent.
When he was caught by it, he really felt the arrival of death!
"Roar!"
The Old Master howled in pain, his voice like a drum that shook the heavens and earth!
As he swung his hands, his speed was like an arrow as he created many shadows!
It was now like a crazed beast, its attacks were hysterical.
Ye Chen's expression became serious.
With the Old Master's current attack, his already limited spiritual power was being consumed even faster.
At this moment, two familiar figures entered his line of sight.
Ninth Uncle was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a mahogany sword in his hand. He rushed in from outside the door with Qiu Sheng.
The moment the two of them rushed into the Ren residence, they were stunned.
Qiu Sheng's eyes twitched.”
"How would I know…"
Ninth Uncle said faintly. The two of them were clearly not used to the current appearance of the Ren residence.
The next moment, the two of them were attracted by a loud bang.
They turned to look.
"Senior Brother, you're here?"
They saw Ye Chen waving the long sword in his hand and looking at them with a smile.
The old man stopped attacking the moment the ninth uncle walked in. He only guarded against Ye Chen and looked at the ninth uncle with fear.
Its beast-like instincts told it that the person in front of it was very strong!
Ninth Uncle didn't even look at the old man, he just stared at Ye Chen, afraid to see even the slightest wound on his body.
Then, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately…Little Chen was fine…
"Little Uncle-Master!"
Qiu Sheng felt a lump in his throat.
Although Ye Chen had only become his little martial uncle for a month, he was still extremely close to this talented and cute little martial uncle, like a family member.
On the way, he had heard Ninth Uncle describe how terrifying Old Master Ren was, and he was quite worried about Ye Chen. He was afraid that Ye Chen would die in the hands of the Old Master.
When he saw the old man opposite Ye Chen, he was instantly furious.
Old man, I thought you were very strong, but you're only a Warlock. I've been worried for so long…
Qiu Sheng knew that Ye Chen was stronger than him, but they were both at the late stage of the Warlock Realm.
The old master could not even do anything to Ye Chen, so his power was definitely not as monstrous as Ninth Uncle had said!
Immediately, Qiu Sheng wanted to avenge Ye Chen.
"Little Uncle-Master, let me help you!"
He stretched out his hand and took out his peach wood sword. He shouted and ran towards Old Master Ren, shouting,""Ahhhhhh! Little Uncle-Master, let's attack together and kill it!"
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