983: C983 The Emei Ancestor

C983 The Emei Ancestor

Her face was extremely pale, and her spirit was weak. She looked at the two of them in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe that the two of them had actually dodged this attack.

The place where they were standing just now had already exploded into a huge pit. The white fog had also disappeared. Fei Lia's eyes were filled with blood. Although he was in a sorry state, he stared angrily at Old Nun.

This was just a competition, but this last attack of Old Nun was obviously to take their lives!

Guifeng's expression was also very calm. At the same time, he also felt very angry about what had just happened.

The wind blades kept moving and the temperature rose. Fei Lia suddenly reached out his hand and hit Old Nun's head.

All the spiritual energy in his Dantian suddenly surged out. Everyone knew that if this attack hit, the result would be very obvious. Old Nun would definitely die.

"Bastard, stop!"

The eyes of the Elders of the Emei Clan were on the verge of popping out. In the midst of their loud shouts, their figures flashed and rushed towards the two of them.

Senior Sister of the Emei Clan was even more panicked. Her speed was even faster. However, it was obvious that unless she could reach the legendary realm of Shrinking Earth into Inches, it would still be too late.

Her palm was getting closer and closer to Old Nun's head. The grey hat on her head had already turned red and it seemed as if it was about to burn.

Fei Lia sneered and slammed down with his palm. With a "Dang," sparks could be seen. His hand stopped.

Shock flashed across his eyes. Fei Lia looked down and saw a sword appearing above Old Nun's head, which was under his palm.

He had just hit the blade of the sword.

Strangely, no one was holding the sword. Instead, it was quietly floating there, as if it had formed its own consciousness.

The hilt of the sword was connected with wisps of white lines. Obviously, it was a whisk. It was just that the main trunk had been changed to a scabbard.

"Who is it?!" Fei Lia looked up and looked around. He was so angry that he even forgot that he could use such a method, especially when he could shout.

Guifeng's Qi was bursting out. As long as there was something wrong, he would bring Fei Lia with him and leave.

"A mere junior dares to barge into my Emei Mountain? What's the meaning of this?"

An ethereal voice was heard from all directions, making it impossible for anyone to tell which direction it was coming from.

"A swoosh was heard. A cold light flashed across the blade of the sword. Guifeng's facial expression changed dramatically. Without hesitation, he pulled Fei Lia and vanished from where he stood.

However, they were still a step too late. Drops of dark red blood flowed down from the long sword's blade that was floating in the void, and then dripped onto the stone slab from the tip of the sword.

It was the blood of Guifeng and Fei Lia.

"How dare you show off your skills in front of me?"

A disdainful and indifferent voice was heard. After that, the space in front of them distorted, and Guifeng and Fei Lia's bodies were thrown towards the ground.

Lying on the ground in a sorry state, Guifeng's heart was in great shock. He was just using his movement technique at full speed, but as soon as he got there, he felt a pain in his neck, and then he fell to the ground.

His opponent was very powerful!

This was his first feeling.

He even had a feeling that when compared to his opponent, he was like an ant. If not for this feeling being very intense, he would have even felt that it was an illusion.

Thinking of this, Guifeng's face became much paler, and he forced himself to remain calm.

"What are you pretending for? Come out if you have the guts!"

Fei Lia wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, there was an extremely deep wound on his chest, and one could even see the white minced meat.1

A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound. His face was extremely pale, and it was an abnormal white color.

Zhang Xiaoloong frowned, and killing intent flashed across his eyes.

After that, an old woman wearing ordinary clothes appeared in front of Guifeng and Fei Lia. Although she had a good face and had a fair complexion, the vicissitudes of life in her eyes had exposed her age.

A look of disbelief burst out from Old Nun's eyes just now. Her eyes were filled with excitement and she couldn't help but call out, "Master!"

"Lian Er, thank you for your hard work."

The old woman's gaze shifted to Su Lian, who had triggered the lightning earlier. Her eyes revealed gentleness and love as she called out with a smile.

"Greetings, Grand Master!"

The densely packed people knelt on the ground. Their expressions were agitated and their bodies trembled. Their gazes were filled with fanaticism!

In the entire Emei Mountain, most of the people only knew about Su Lian's existence. However, the Elders of the Emei Mountain all knew that in fact, Su Lian's master, their Martial Ancestor, was still alive.

This was a secret and also a secret that very few people knew. Because Su Lian's master's cultivation had already reached the legendary realm, he did not ask about the affairs of the world. She had always been in seclusion. Usually, other than Su Lian who could see her... The others had already regarded her as a legend.

Now that they suddenly saw her, they were naturally incomparably excited.

Her gaze swept across these disciples and grand-disciples. A trace of a trance flashed across the face of this old woman who had suddenly appeared. She was somewhat nostalgic and also somewhat warm. She said softly, "Get up."

Hence, the person who knelt down stood up again and stared at her with a fanatical gaze.

Su Lian walked to her master's side, her face extremely ashamed. She lowered her head and said, "Master, it is this disciple's incompetence."

"It's not your fault. I didn't come out for so many years, but I didn't know that there were so many young geniuses in the Traditional Martial World. This is my fault." The old woman said with a smile.

Su Lian's eyes were puzzled. She couldn't help but say, "Master, this is exactly what I wanted to say. How could these human bodies have such strength? This is absolutely impossible."

The old woman smiled and glanced at Fei Lia and Guifeng. Her eyes flashed with understanding and then she said, "It's actually very simple. These two have received spiritual energy infusion before."

Su Lian's eyes suddenly widened and she said in shock, "How is this possible? Who would choose them..."

If it was only Guifeng, then she might accept it. But Fei Lia was already old and his spiritual energy was limited. Every powerful being would definitely not choose such a person before dying.

"I also feel that it's impossible."

The old woman's face was still calm as she said lightly, "So only by asking them, can we understand why."

Su Lian glanced at Fei Lia and Guifeng, but she didn't have any hope in her heart. Although they had only known each other for a short period of time, she certainly knew that they weren't the kind of people who would surrender so easily.

"If you are willing to tell me, I can spare your lives." The old woman looked at Guifeng and Fei Lia with bright eyes, seemingly full of interest.

However, her words made Fei Lia very unhappy, because whether it was her expression, tone, or expression, it all showed that this old woman did not care about their lives.

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