Peerless Taoist

C5568 Please Help Me



C5568 Please Help Me

2The difference between Ye LingTian's strength and his opponent's was like heaven and earth.    

    

Although his cultivation level had reached the late stage of the Mystic Immortal Realm, the old man's strength had already reached the peak of the Mystic Immortal Realm!    

    

There was an essential difference between the late stage of the Mystic Immortal realm and the peak of the Mystic Immortal realm!    

    

Back then, the Marquis of Thunderwhale, Xia Houli, had been promoted to Marquis with battle points. One of the prerequisites was that he had reached the cultivation level of the peak of the Mystic Immortal realm. Otherwise, with his strength at the late stage of the Mystic Immortal realm, even if he was conferred the title of Marquis, he wouldn't be able to convince everyone.    

    

The peak of the Mysterious Immortal Realm meant that one could break through to the Daolord Realm, and one could already faintly control the Laws of Space and form one's own domain. This was something that the late Mysterious Immortal Realm was unable to accomplish.    

    

From Lu Yu's current point of view, although Ye Lingtian had used a lot of sword moves, and each one was extremely tricky and aimed at the opponent's vital points, there were not many that could truly injure Situ Xin.    

    

It could be said that the more sword moves Ye LingTian used, the weaker he became. On the contrary, Situ Xin was holding back his strength after withstanding all these sword moves. He had accumulated the most powerful attack that he could use to fight back against his opponent.    

    

"Let's attack together and kill him!"    

    

Ye LingTian's disciple, Cao Kun, saw that his master was surrounded and immediately took the initiative to attack.    

    

The Han family experts looked at each other: "Let's attack as well!"    

    

Whoosh! Whoosh!    

    

Whoosh! Whoosh! The rest of the experts attacked Situ Xin one after another.    

    

The experts who were able to step into the martial arts arena were indeed not ordinary people. Even the lowest cultivation level had reached the peak of the Earth Immortal Realm.    

    

Several powerful surges of mana came down one after another, and waves of rumbling sounds came from the void.    

    

"Chi ~ ~"    

    

But right at this moment, a bloody aura suddenly spread out in all directions.    

    

Many experts were shocked and didn't know what was going on.    

    

Situ Xin suddenly raised his head, and a big smile appeared on his old face. The wrinkles on his face were extremely ferocious.    

    

"A bunch of little brats, you still dare to attack me!" Situ Xin's voice was like thunder, emitting waves of trembling sounds.    

    

The tyrannical pressure was like the descent of the sky. The surrounding people felt as if a huge rock had been placed on their hearts, making it hard for them to breathe.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

Situ Xin suddenly let out a loud shout. It was like the voice of the heavens and the Buddha, and he shouted right at their heads!    

    

The martial arts stage shook violently. Ye Lingtian and the other nine warriors lost their balance. Before the power in their hands fell, they had already fallen to the ground.    

    

At the moment, Situ Xin's whole body was hidden in the darkness. A black fog swallowed his body, making him look even more unfathomable.    

    

"Do you think you can compete with this old man?" Situ Xin strode over like a mighty black dragon.    

    

Cries of surprise came from all directions. There were all kinds of speculations. Some people believed that Situ Xin had even reached the cultivation level of the half-step Ghost King.    

    

Situ Xin was an ordinary elder of the Situ Family. No one would have thought that this elder would actually be a hidden trump card, revealing his strength at the crucial moment.    

    

"Situ Family actually has such a trump card. Why would they want to fight over the territory of the Fierce Wind Cliff? That place is barren of spiritual energy and sparsely populated. There is nothing to fight about." Many people were puzzled and asked.    

    

Han Zhengsu's heart tightened, and his large hand suddenly slapped on the armrest, his face pale.    

    

The other members of the Han Family also had dark expressions. It was obvious that the Han Family had no hope of taking the Fierce Wind Cliff this time.    

    

"After all the calculations, a Situ Family has finally appeared!" Han Zhengsu muttered to himself with a gloomy expression.    

    

"Cough, cough, cough!"    

    

On the martial arts stage, Ye Lingtian spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.    

    

As for his disciple Cao Kun and the other experts of the Han family, they had fallen to the ground and were severely injured by Situ Xin's aura.    

    

"Situ Xin, this old man is willing to admit defeat and withdraw from the fight." At this critical moment, Ye Lingtian felt his scalp go numb and immediately begged for mercy.    

    

"Too late! You dare to attack this old man? Just wait for death!"    

    

Situ Xin laughed sinisterly and kicked Ye LingTian's chest, instantly shattering all the bones in his body.    

    

Ye LingTian spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't move at all and was in an extremely sorry state.    

    

However, he couldn't care about the pain. There was only fear in the depth of his heart.    

    

According to the rules of the Convention of Ten Thousand Merchants, only by walking off the martial arts stage would one be considered to have lost. Even if one admitted defeat, one had to get off the martial arts stage to be considered to have lost!    

    

Situ Xin had broken his bones and made him unable to move. Situ Xin wanted to torture him to death, not giving him any chance to live at all.    

    

"Sigh! Let's go!" Han Zhengsu stood up and closed his eyes in pain.    

    

This time, Ye Lingtian and his disciple were not the only ones who were going to die. The other Han Family warriors who walked onto the martial arts stage were probably going to die.    

    

Han Xinrou, on the other hand, frowned. Looking at Lu Yu who had yet to make a move on the martial arts stage, she suddenly opened her mouth and said: "Master Lu, please make your move!"    

    

The people from the Han family immediately stopped in their tracks.    

    

Some of the Han family members persuaded: "Miss, why are you still wasting your breath on him? This person is clearly scared silly. He's just someone who looks strong on the outside but is actually weak on the inside."    

    

"Situ Xin actually has the strength of a Half-Step Ghost King. We've made a mistake. Ai! There's no chance of victory anymore!"    

    

Han Xinrou shook her head. Only she knew what kind of strength Lu Yu had.    

    

When Lu Yu heard Han Xinrou's words, he suddenly smiled faintly. "I promised you that I would win the competition at the Convention of Ten Thousand Merchants, but that didn't include saving these people."    

    

"Looks like Ye LingTian won't be able to continue the battle. Han Family Head, if you agree to give me the collection of your family's ancestors, I will help you save these people! "    

    


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