C826 Two Doctrine Artifacts
Ma Hong arrived at the east gate. Seven or eight cultivators had been waiting for him for a long time. They were all Void Refinement Period warriors, two late stage, three mid stage, and three early stage. Their strength wasn't weak at all. Old Mei was at the peak of the Void Refinement realm, just half a step away from the Transcendency Period realm. In Ma Hong's opinion, such a huge formation was going to be easy for him.
The one at the front didn't seem to sense any danger. He slowly walked forward, and after walking 120 miles out of the east gate, Ma Hong impatiently waved his hand. A group of his subordinates rushed forward and surrounded the young cultivator.
"Kid, if you know what's good for you, hurry up and hand over the treasure. I'll leave you with an intact corpse!" Ma Hong pushed aside one of his subordinates in front of him, and arrogantly walked in front of the young cultivator as he shouted.
The young cultivator bared his teeth and smiled. He looked at Ma Hong and the others, then looked at the several hundred cultivators that followed and said: "You trash dare to touch this young master? You're really tired of living!"
Ma Hong was stunned. Are you stupid? We have so many people, isn't it fun to deal with you? However, when he heard the young cultivator call him trash, he flew into a rage, "Elder Mei, do it, don't kill him, leave him alive!"
"Yes, First Young Master!" Old Mei responded and slapped his palm towards the young cultivator.
In his opinion, even if the young cultivator started cultivating from his mother's womb, he still wouldn't be a match for him. One should know that he was already at the peak of the Void Refinement realm, and it wouldn't take long for him to break through to the Transcendency Period realm and become a merged cultivator. He might even be able to become a Prefecture Master, and that would be enough to satisfy him. The status of Prefecture Master was enough to cover up his descendants.
Just as Old Mei was dreaming about becoming a Prefecture Master, a sheep suddenly revealed its fangs and claws. Its mighty aura sent Old Mei flying. In addition to him, all the cultivators surrounding the young cultivator were sent flying, and each of them spurted out blood.
"Fusion, early stage?" Ma Hong was dumbstruck. Without waiting to dodge, the young cultivator appeared in front of him and grabbed his neck, lifting him into the air. His face was flushed red.
"You trash still want to rob me? You're really tired of living!" The young cultivator increased the strength in his hand, and Ma Hong felt as if he was about to suffocate. He was terrified to the point his soul almost left his body, yet he said with a fierce expression and a cowardly heart, "Bastard! You... Do you know who and who this Young Master is? The Master of Jihu Manor, Mah Benjiu is me, my father. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and let go!"
The young cultivator's morale was high. At this time, this kid still dared to be so arrogant, arrogant, and reckless. He struck Ma Hong's dantian with his left palm, and he cried out miserably. His eyes revealed fear as he shouted, "You, you crippled my cultivation?"
Ma Fangfang, who was far away, was already scared silly. Her elder brother was captured, Elder Mei and the others were injured, and then her elder brother's cultivation was crippled. It was so fast that she did not have time to figure out what was going on.
However, she was fortunate to know that she was sending out a distress signal. She raised her hand and a voice transmission flying sword flew towards the Lustre Sun City.
"Let go of First Young Master!" Hearing Ma Hong's miserable scream, Old Mei and the others were both shocked and angry. If anything happened to First Young Master, the Prefecture Master would definitely not let them off. Thus, regardless of their injuries, they all flew towards the young cultivator.
Swoosh!
The young cultivator waved his hand and a red light flew out from his right hand and circled around his body. The weapons in Old Mei and the other cultivators' hands were broken into two. Moreover, they covered their throats with their hands and their eyes bulged out in fear. Blood spurted out from their fingers and could not be stopped.
Feng Yimo saw clearly that it was a red flying sword that was only a foot long. It was extremely fast and sharp. It cut nine magic treasures in an instant and cut off Old Mei and the others' throats.
Before Old Mei and the others could take out spirit pills to treat their wounds, the blood that spurted out from their mouths suddenly burned. Their bodies were submerged in the sea of fire and turned into ashes in an instant.
Only Old Mei and the two Void Refinement Late Period Nascent Infant warriors managed to escape into the sky and escape from the sea of fire. The rest of them were killed one after another.
The cultivators who were watching from afar were all dumbfounded. They had even forgotten to run away from the battle.
What a powerful weapon!
Feng Yimo was secretly shocked. Although he could kill more than ten Void Refinement Period warriors at once, he couldn't do it so well.
"Who has the guts to come to my Residence of Japan to cause trouble?" The flames had just extinguished when a thunderous sound resounded in midair. A robust figure appeared and stared fiercely at the young cultivator. The might emanating from his body poured out and pressed towards the young cultivator.
The young cultivator seemed to have expected that Mah Benjiu would have such a move. With a shake of his shoulder, a yellow bowl flew to his head, emitting a yellow light that enveloped him and Ma Hong within the yellow light. It resisted Mah Benjiu's powerful aura and did not waver.
It was another Dao Weapon!
Feng Yimo was shocked. The red flying sword was a Doctrine Artifact. He didn't expect the yellow bowl to be a Doctrine Artifact as well. He could feel the power of the Law even from hundreds of meters away. It easily blocked the power of a middle-stage merged cultivator.
Mah Benjiu was also very shocked. As the Prefecture Master, he had only managed to get a Doctrine Artifact with great difficulty. Why did the young man in front of him have two? His greedy eyes swept across the two Doctrine Artifacts without restraint.
However, Mah Benjiu wasn't stupid. The man in front of him was so young, yet he had already reached the early stage of the Fusion Stage. He must not be an ordinary disciple. He said, "Kid, give me your name! Perhaps I know your master."
The young cultivator curled his lips and said, "Mah Benjiu, don't flatter yourself. You are not qualified to meet the sect's elder. You are not even qualified to carry shoes for Sect Master!"
Mah Benjiu flew into a rage. Even though he was wary of the young man's identity, he could not tolerate such contempt. He flicked his finger and a huge axe appeared. It hacked at the yellow bowl above the young man's head.
"What an arrogant fellow. This seat will teach you a lesson on behalf of your master!" Although he said it was a lesson, the huge axe became more than 30 meters in size in the wind. It was fierce and had the momentum of cutting the young man in half. It was clearly trying to take the young man's life!2
The young man's face sank, and he shouted: "Mah Benjiu, don't think that I'm afraid of you. I'll let you see my means! Quick!" He pressed the middle finger of his left index finger together and pointed it at the axe. The red flying sword disappeared with a swoosh and arrived on the axe in an instant. It collided with the huge axe with its size of a foot. With a loud sound, the axe of the supreme grade ancient treasure turned into countless pieces and flew in all directions.
Mah Benjiu's heart sank. He thought that he could make up for the lack of weapons with his intermediate fusion cultivation. Who would have thought that he wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow? Could it be that the reputation of the Ji Residence had fallen to the ground?
He steeled his heart and swiped his Storage Ring. A blue bow appeared. In his hands, there were three blue arrows at the same time. Each of them emitted a powerful Yuan energy, as if they had come to life.
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