The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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"died?"

Seeing the proud disciple who fell to the ground uncontrollably, Yu Mugong suddenly stood up, in addition to shock and anger, there was a touch of puzzled in his eyes.

Because the black-clothed bald-headed young man on the opposite side didn't make any movements at all, oh no, it seemed to have turned his gaze and glanced at Fu Bai just now, could it be because of this look?

"Are you a pulse refiner?"

When Yu Mugong turned his gaze back to Yun Xiao, he suddenly guessed a possibility, his face became extremely ugly, and he also subconsciously asked.

"It seems that you are not stupid yet, but your disciple is far inferior to you!"

Yun Xiao did not deny that to deal with a mere ant of the third-rank immortal venerable, he only needs a look. As his cultivation level improves, the use of the power of the soul's ancestral veins becomes more and more handy.

"Boy, you are looking for death!"

After getting the answer he wanted, the aura on Yu Mugong's body became a bit violent again. Compared to his deputy master Xi Song, he undoubtedly valued himself as a proud disciple more.

Fu Bai broke through to the level of Third-Rank Immortal Venerable at a young age, but Yu Mugong was trained as the next Songjian sect master, but he unexpectedly died on the third floor of the Bailu Building today.

At this moment, what Yu Mugong was thinking about was how to avenge his disciple. Although the black-clothed bald head in front of him could kill Xi Song of Seventh-Rank Immortal Venerable, he might not be his opponent.

You must know that Yu Mugong can become the sect master of the Songjian Gate, relying on his cultivation base of the eighth-rank immortal venerable, and he has already walked a long distance in the eighth-rank immortal venerable rank.

"I think you are the one looking for death, right?"

Yun Xiao stared coldly at the sect master of Songjianmen on the opposite side, and heard him say softly: "I will give you one last chance. If you leave here, I can forgive you that Songjianmen will not die!"

Upon hearing the words of the bald man in black, Yu Mugong really almost laughed.

This guy is here to be funny, kill the deputy master of Songjianmen, and kill his most proud disciple, even wanting Songjianmen to turn a blind eye?

If Yu Mugong really did this today, I am afraid Songjianmen will become a big laughing stock in this area within a few days, and even the status of Tieshanzong will be plummeted.

Even if the boy in black in front of him is really the same eighth-rank Immortal Venerable like himself, Yu Mugong has never thought of calming things down like this, it is related to the majesty of Songjianmen, and even the great cause of the future.

"Boy, Yu's subordinates don't kill unknown people, please report your name!"

Yu Mugong took a step, violent power lingering all over his body, he heard a low sigh, although he was asking Yunxiao's name, in fact he wanted to find out which family sect this guy came from.

Since this boy in black is so cruel, it's not his own business. Yu Mugong wants to find out the background behind him, and uproot him again, so that the murderer's hatred can be eliminated.

"The dying person, don't need to know my name!"

Yun Xiao still did not get up, and this sentence clearly broke the last heartstring of Yu Mugong, and the anger on his body seemed to overflow.

"Don't be ashamed!"

The pulse surging in front of Yu Mugong's body seemed to form a phantom of a slightly weak huge pine tree. It looked rather majestic and magnificent, but it only attracted Yun Xiao's sneer.

"Take my punch and spare you not to die!"

When this voice came out of Yun Xiao's mouth, his figure suddenly moved. Almost instantly, he had already arrived in front of Yu Mugong. The phantom pine tree seemed to be non-existent.

"not good!"

Such a fast speed made Deyu Mugong's heart vigilant, but when he wanted to avoid it, he felt a faint in his head.

Even if this slight dizziness was only an instant matter, Yu Mugong had already woken up in only half a breath, but when he sensed the pouring power, his face finally turned pale.

boom!

A loud noise would be heard, and Yu Mugong's whole body was blown upside down by Yun Xiao's punch, and then he smashed the other side of the window on the third floor of the Bailu Building, and finally fell to some place in the outside room, unconsciously.

Bailu Tower is the most famous building in Bailu City, and it is adjacent to Bailu Square, and it is also a must-visit place for outside repairers. At this moment, there are many repairers on Bailu Square, watching the white jade deer statue.

Wow!

Suddenly a cracking sound came, attracting everyone's eyes to follow the sound.

I saw an old figure emerging from the broken window on the third floor of the Bailu Building, and finally fell severely on the Bailu Square, which happened to be at the foot of the huge white jade deer statue.

"Huh? That person seems to be...like..."

One of the cultivators around Bailu City vaguely saw the old man's appearance, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen it before, and was very anxious.

"It's Yu Mugong, the master of Songjian Gate, who was beaten out?"

The other cultivator clearly understood Songjianmen better. At this moment, the words of the previous person uttered a fact, which immediately caused the sound of inhaling cold breath one after another.

"It really is Yu Mugong!"

At this moment, the cultivators in the Bailu Building who were drinking and eating meat all rushed out of the building because of the huge movement.

When they saw the old man who was motionless, his expression was even stranger than that of the cultivator outside.

Especially the middle-grade immortal cultivators who were on the second floor of the Bailu Tower just now were even more shocked. After all, they saw the Songjianmen sect master go up to the third floor with their own eyes, and they didn't expect that something happened so soon.

If the bald black man was beaten out of the White Deer Tower, they would certainly not be so shocked, but now, it was the Songjianmen sect master who was beaten out of the White Deer Tower. This was a result they never expected.

Who is Yu Mugong? The dignified Eighth Stage Immortal Venerable, but now he is lying under the white deer jade statue like a dead dog, it seems that even his breath is inaudible, and he simply doesn't know his life or death.

"My Master..."

At the door of Bailulou, a fat figure trembled uncontrollably. It was the old shopkeeper of Bailulou. One of his cheeks was still red and swollen.

At this time, the old shopkeeper suddenly heard some words from the bald man in black.

He had just listened to it as a joke, but now, he knew that those words were definitely not groundless.

The master of the Songjian Gate of the Eighth Stage Immortal Venerable was beaten to death. How far was the bald young man in black, who was still on the third floor?

At this moment, the old shopkeeper really wanted to cry without tears. Today's Bailu Tower is really bad luck. He who originally thought he could make a fortune, finally knows what misfortune is to rely on.

The sudden change, after many Bailu City repairers recognized the identity of the Songjianmen sect master, became more and more weird.

And when they turned their gazes from Yu Mugong, who didn't know his life or death, Qi Qi gathered on the third floor of the White Deer Gate, where a black figure loomed.

"Huh? Not dead?"

Yun Xiao, who was standing by the window on the third floor, did not pay attention to the gazes that contained various thoughts, but showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Because in his powerful soul induction, the sect master of the Songjianmen still breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, in a battle of the same level, after being surprised by Yun's laughter, the chance of a human practitioner who can survive a single blow is infinitely close to zero.

That's why Yun Xiao had the rhetoric of "Take the next punch and let you not die" just now, and now he couldn't help but embarrassed his face, and the secret path really couldn't underestimate the cultivator of Liyuan Realm.

However, in Yunxiao’s induction, even if Yu Mugong could take a life, his meridians were broken, and even his dantian was shattered by the punch just now. This eighth-rank Immortal Venerable is completely abolished. Up.

Sometimes, falling from the cloud of a strong cultivator may be more painful than being killed directly.

When he thought of this, Yun Xiao's heart became even more balanced, and it was impossible for such a useless person to pose any threat to himself.

"Huh? There is even a second hand?"

Just when Yun Xiao sensed the breath of Yu Mugong, his powerful soul power suddenly fluctuated, suddenly cast his gaze in a certain direction, and then, a sneer appeared on his face.

Because in Yun Xiao's induction, with this Bailu city as the center, there seemed to be some cryptic and powerful auras all around, one of which was even more majestic than the Songjianmen sect master just now.

This kind of induction caused Deyun Xiao's heart to be wary, and his figure also swept out of the third floor of the Bailu Building, and then lifted his breath, leaping to the top of the Bailu Building, like a **** among the gods.

"Cough...cough cough!"

After such a period of time, Yu Mugong, the master of Songjianmen who fell motionless on the square just now, finally coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, letting everyone know that he had not swallowed his last breath.

I saw Yu Mugong holding on to a deer foot of the white jade deer statue and barely stood up, staring at the black figure high above, with a touch of extreme resentment in his eyes.

Because Yu Mugong knew that although he still had a sigh of relief, the former Eighth-Rank Immortal Venerable had gone forever. The breakage of the meridians in his body and the broken dantian made him no longer have any cultivation possibilities.

Unless Yu Mugong can find the top god-level pulse refiners from the abyss, there may be a ray of possibility.

But it's just a small sect master in a remote area of ​​the Southern Territory. What qualifications does he have to let those god-level pulse refiners take action?

All of this was caused by the black-clothed kid who didn't even know his name. The hatred in Yu Mugong's heart at this moment was as if the river was endless.

And Yun Xiao, who stood on the top of the Bailu Tower, didn't even care about the bitter gaze of a useless person.

The power of his soul is overflowing, and he has already begun to sense the danger in the dark. This is what he needs to face most now.

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