C179 Rescue
In the blink of an eye, the cold light had already arrived.
The surrounding disciples hurriedly moved to block it. However, before they could even get close to the cold light, the light had already flashed past them. Its speed had already reached an abnormal level.
"Back off!"
The old man shouted out. The wheelchair that he was seated on actually moved forward quickly. After which, it swung toward the cold light with great force.
The hand and the saber collided with a loud bang, and the sound of metal clashing actually rang out. Even more ridiculous was that countless sparks had already burst out from the place where the two clashed.
"Old thing, you're right. It seems like you've already become a bronze iron. I don't believe that you have no flaws!"
The man also sneered, before quickly running around the old man.
Every single step he took, he would stab the old man's body.
At first, the old man would try his best to block it, but in the end, he simply allowed the Short Sword to stab him, no longer dodging.
After a moment, the black shadow suddenly stopped the Short Sword in his hands and retreated a few steps.
"What is it? Are you tired too? "
The old man laughed and then spoke in an indifferent tone.
Hearing this, the black clothed man also sneered: "No, it's me who has found your weakness!"
"Oh? Then, this old man wants to hear where my flaw is? "
"Your weakness is your knees, because you are not a cripple at all!"
With that, the black clothed man once again brandished his Short Sword and attacked the old man.
As for the old man, his expression also changed. He stood up and stomped on the ground. His body immediately flew into the air.
"Trying to run? It won't be that easy!"
The last of the three, a man dressed in dark purple, suddenly waved his hand in the air. A purplish-golden light immediately flew towards the old man's head.
The elder had just lifted himself into the air when he raised his head and cried out involuntarily, "The Purple Gold Divine Web!"
As the sound of his voice faded, the purple-gold divine net covered his head and he fell down. With a bang, he crashed into the ground and even created a deep crater.
"Old thing, you're quite crafty. You caused laozi to believe that you're a cripple!"
At this time, the black clothed man also walked over with the Short Sword.
Since that old man was seen through, there was nothing to say. He could only let the three of them deal with him.
It turned out that this old man was the Grand Elder of the Cloud Dissolving Sect. All the slightly strong members of the sect hadn't returned from the battle, and in the entire sect, only he himself was in the Transcending Mortality Stage.
However, his cultivation technique was not perfect. All the organs in his body were as hard as iron, and only his knees were incomplete.
That was why he suddenly came to his senses and disguised himself as a disabled person so that they wouldn't notice his lower body while attacking his upper body.
However, he didn't expect that the black clothed man would still be able to see through it.
"Kill him! Kill him! The Cloud Dissolving Faction is our Sea Cloud Pavilion's!"
The man with the white fan slowly walked over and spoke to the man in black.
"We'll each take our own decisions. Old man, then you can't blame us for being impolite."
After saying that, the black clothed man swung the Short Sword in his hand and pierced down towards the old man's knees.
However, when his Short Sword was about two centimeters away from the old man's knees, it could no longer pierce through.
Following which, he felt an extremely powerful energy gush out from the old man's body, and directly hit the black robed man's chest.
Before the other two could react to what was happening, the black clothed man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He then softly fell backwards.
"Who?"
At this time, the two of them reacted and immediately shouted with their backs facing each other.
"Do you really think that there's no one left in our Jiang City?"
A cold voice without a trace of warmth was suddenly emitted from the door.
Then they saw a man in flip-flops, vest, and shorts appear in the doorway, followed by a man in a designer suit.
The white fan and the purple robe looked at each other and saw a hint of doubt in each other's eyes.
This guy was dressed inappropriately. It seemed as if he couldn't even be compared to the ordinary people on the street.
After hesitating for a moment, that Bai Fan opened his mouth with a face full of contempt: "If you have the ability, then use it. If you don't, then scram."
Hearing this, Wang Chuan, who was at the side, secretly smiled. Since he dared to talk to Zhou Yi in such a manner, he probably won't be able to live for long.
Sure enough, after Zhou Yi heard what the white fan said, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Actually, he didn't want to kill anyone, but these people did indeed go a bit overboard. They were thousands of miles away, and he also wanted to take advantage of the lack of people in Jiang City to get a share of the spoils.
"Zhou, Mr. Zhou, please save the Xiao Yun Sect, this old man is kowtowing to you!"
At this moment, he was kowtowing to Zhou Yi inside the purple gold divine net.
There was a loud sound, and every hit saw blood.
Zhou Yi suddenly waved his hand and lifted the purple-gold divine net off the old man's head. He then said, "Step down, I will be here!"
That old man was no fool. He immediately stepped back to the side in gratitude.
Zhou Yi's reputation in the Jiang City and capital was quite good, but he was naturally unknown in this thousand miles away, so these two people still looked down on Zhou Yi.
However, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the two disciples the moment they saw him flying out of the purple gold divine net.
One had to know that the purple-gold divine net was the divine object that contracted with the purple-clothed person. Other than the purple-clothed person, it would not listen to anyone else.
"I'll give you one last chance. Kneel on the ground and kowtow three times for them. Afterwards, promise that you will never enter the Jiang City again.
"Bullshit, who do you think you are? You actually dare to order us around, I think you're really courting death!"
Before Zhou Yi could finish his sentence, the two people let out angry roars and charged at Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi turned his head and looked at Wang Chuan helplessly, "Indeed, you are bringing about your own destruction!"
As his voice faded, Zhou Yi's palm slightly moved. A cold light flashed and pierced towards one of them.
The person hurriedly tried to block it, but the small sword suddenly shot out countless cold beams of light. The light instantly turned into solid silver threads that wrapped around his entire body.0
Zhou Yi curled his lips and snapped his fingers.
That silver thread had suddenly shrunk at that moment, and before that person could even make a sound, it had already turned into a bunch of Blood Fog.
When the other person saw this, he was greatly shocked!
After that, he changed his direction and ran towards the other side.
"Too late!" Zhou Yi's voice was like the talisman from hell. The moment he said that, a trace of blood instantly appeared on the neck of the remaining man and he fell backwards.
Zhou Yi waved his arm and a cold light entered his sleeve.
"If another person like that dares to come, you can give me a call!" With that, Zhou Yi threw down a piece of paper and left.
Wang Chuan quickly followed.
The old man tremblingly picked up the slip of paper that had fallen to the ground and slowly knelt down …
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