Chapter 1338: One vs. Two

Everyone was frightened by Ye Xiaobao's move.

The white-haired old man was a master of the perfect Dao Foundation Realm, but he was torn to pieces by him with his bare hands. Could such a fierce person really only be at the Great Perfection of the Dao Foundation Realm?

"And isn't this man a soul cultivator? He just used a spiritual power spell?"

The calmness on Yan Changkong's face disappeared, and turned into an extremely gloomy look.

Obviously, they all underestimated this seemingly plain-looking young man.

The silver-haired young man was completely stunned, standing there in a daze, unable to close his mouth for a long time.

He looked at Yan Changkong with some horror.

The white-haired old man was at the same realm as him, but he was killed in an instant. Would he have a chance of winning against this round-faced young man?

Before he could ask for help, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

The silver-haired young man seemed to have seen a ghost and let out a sharp and strange cry.

But he was not an ordinary person either. He jumped back a step and gritted his teeth to urge the spell, and a green rainbow light flashed in his body.

There was only a clear sound of "whoosh", and the void was full of light. The green light suddenly increased several points, and turned into a giant knife several feet long, slashing down at Ye Xiaobao's face.

The old man was killed by a single blow just now because he underestimated the enemy. Now that he has learned from the previous experience, how can the silver-haired young man be careless?

The silver-haired young man is the youngest elder of the Yan family. He has gathered thousands of honors in one person. Even the ancestor praised him when he was alive. Some people in the family also said that if he goes further, it is not impossible for him to inherit the position of the next patriarch.

"No matter how weird you are, this knife will take your life!"

Thinking of his many experiences, the silver-haired young man instantly regained his confidence.

Moreover, after years of cultivation, his magic weapon is as powerful as the innate spiritual treasure. The perfect cultivators of the same level of Daoji realm will retreat three feet when they see it.

But soon, a huge shock surged in the eyes of the silver-haired young man.

Xiaobao said nothing and punched the sky violently.

A muffled "bang" sound was heard, and the night sky lost all its brilliance. The silver-haired young man's giant sword turned into powder and debris under his punch. The silver-haired young man, who was connected to his life, suffered a great loss of vitality, and blood and blood rushed out of his mouth.

The silver-haired young man was shocked.

But before he could react, a strong wind blew in front of him, and a palm as big as a palm fan swept across.

The silver-haired young man's pupils widened, and he hurriedly pinched his fingers and chanted a spell. The rainbow light on his body gradually rose, turning into a layer of spiritual energy shield to protect his body.

"This defensive spell of mine was obtained from an ancient relic. No one of the same level can penetrate it. It is not a problem for this person to hit it now."

The silver-haired young man thought of the origin of his defensive spell, and he felt proud.

With this spell, he once withstood a blow from the small success of the spiritual transformation realm and survived. Although he did not fight to the death at that time, there were very few people in the Dao foundation realm who could do what he did.

Although the man in front of him was powerful, it was impossible to break his shield with one blow.

However, just as the arrogance in the silver-haired young man's eyes emerged, it immediately turned into despair and disbelief.

"Bang!"

The huge roar was like a mountain crashing. Ye Xiaobao's palm fell and hit the young man's shield, which was only slightly blocked for a moment. The next moment, it crushed down like a landslide.

Ye Xiaobao was Ye Chunyang's clone, and his physical body had also reached the realm of the Spiritualization Stage. This palm was like slapping a small ant to death. The shield on the silver-haired young man's body suddenly made a loud crackling sound, and it was covered with cracks.

"Pah."

The silver-haired young man's skull was shattered, and his head was directly slapped into his neck by Ye Xiaobao's palm, and then the whole person disappeared, leaving only a deep and huge hole on the ground.

Ye Xiaobao actually slapped the ground through with one palm and buried the silver-haired young man.

The whole place was dead silent.

Yan Yuyan and Yan Wushuang opened their mouths in surprise. The faces of the Yan family members who were watching and ready to take action at any time froze, almost like ice.

In less than three breaths, two masters of the perfect Dao Foundation Realm, one was torn to pieces, and the other was beaten into the ground. How fierce is this?

After being shocked, the Yan sisters were overjoyed.

They knew that Ye Xiaobao seemed to be Ye Chunyang's "brother", but in fact he obeyed the latter and was his guard. And Ye Chunyang's method of killing the perfect Dao Foundation Realm with one glance was truly terrifying.

A guard alone has such amazing strength, how powerful should Ye Chunyang himself be?

However, although they thought so in their hearts, the two women looked at Yan Changkong and the other two, but couldn't help worrying.

Ye Chunyang and Ye Xiaobao were indeed mysterious, but there were three powerful masters in the Hualing Realm in front of them. How could they fight?

"It seems that Yan underestimated you."

Yan Changkong's face was cold when the silver-haired young man was slapped to death.

With his cultivation, he naturally saw that when Ye Xiaobao smashed the young man's magic weapon, the latter was doomed to die.

But he was a little surprised. Wasn't the other party a soul cultivator? Why did he use his physical body and spiritual power just now?

"But even if you have the strength to kill a Taoist master, you can't leave here alive today."

Yan Changkong was a strong man in the Spiritual Transformation Realm after all, and he quickly regained his composure.

Regardless of whether the other party was a magic cultivator or a soul cultivator, they had three Spiritual Transformation Realm here, so how could they be threatened by a few young boys?

"Fellow Daoist Tingshan, Brother Xiaoyu, I'll have to trouble you to deal with this man."

Yan Changkong bowed to Master Tingshan and Master Xiaoyushan, and smiled.

"Brother Yan, don't worry. He is just a small Dao Foundation cultivator. Brother Xiaoyu doesn't need to take action. I can kill him by myself." Master Tingshan waved his whisk nonchalantly.

"Fellow Daoist Tingshan is right. A Dao Foundation cultivator is not much different from an ant in our eyes. Why do we need to take action together?" Xiaoyushanjun also smiled calmly.

Yan Changkong nodded slightly after hearing this.

Both of them are well-known strong men in the vicinity. They were invited here today mostly to guard against the mysterious soul cultivator. However, from the fact that Ye Xiaobao killed the white-haired old man and the silver-haired young man, it was obvious that he was not the soul cultivator. Yan Changkong was not worried at all.

Just as the three of them were talking with contempt, they suddenly became gloomy after Ye Xiaobao's action.

"You two can come together."

Ye Xiaobao had no expression on his face. Under the guidance of Ye Chunyang's mind, he hooked his fingers at Master Tingshan and Xiaoyushanjun.

"How dare this kid be so arrogant, he simply doesn't know how to live or die!"

Tingshan Zhenren was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Yushan Jun also had a look of crying and laughing.

I don't know where this kid came from, he dared to look down on the two of them with his cultivation in the Daoji realm.

"It seems that this kid is very confident. In this case, Brother Tingshan, we will send him off."

Xiao Yushan Jun disdains to fight with a Daoji realm cultivator, and even joins hands with Lian Xiao Yushan Jun. Even if he wins, it is not glorious.

However, he is the master of a sect of cave heaven, and he is ignored by a Daoji cultivator, so he naturally can't stand it.

"Young man, today I will let you know what is the majesty of a spiritual cultivator!"

Tingshan Zhenren did not hesitate, and flashed in the courtyard with a whisk.

With a wave of his fingertips, the spiritual energy around him boiled, and countless spells and seals appeared in the void, and in a moment, he blocked Xiaobao's surroundings.

"Brother Tingshan specializes in talismans and magic tools. His Taoist skills are among the best among those who have achieved the minor success in the Spiritual Transformation Realm. However, this sealing spell is enough to beat this kid to pieces."

Yan Changkong's eyes flashed with surprise.

The last time he saw Master Tingshan was more than a hundred years ago. At that time, they had a small exchange. Although it was a draw, he was deeply impressed by the other party's skills in controlling tools and talismans.

Now seeing Master Tingshan again, it is obvious that Master Tingshan's cultivation has improved a lot. I am afraid that he is not far from the major success of the Taoist Foundation Realm.

While he was amazed, another spiritual light appeared in the field, and a figure jumped down from a high altitude, landing like an iron tower, shaking the entire Yan family courtyard.

At this time, the little Yushan Jun was surrounded by a bright rainbow light, his skin was bronze, and his body was several feet taller, like an ancient giant, full of majesty.

As Xiao Yushanjun took steps, lotuses appeared with every step, as if he was a banished immortal, and he could crush anyone with his momentum alone.

"Brother Xiaoyu has cultivated the Jade Lotus Golden Body to perfection. With this power, even if I fight him in person, my chance of winning is only 50%." Yan Changkong nodded secretly.

Xiao Yushanjun's "Jade Lotus Golden Body" body-refining Taoist technique is well-known, and even he dare not ignore it easily. The two of them showed their peerless magical powers as soon as they attacked, which showed that they wanted to kill Xiaobao with one blow.

Driven by the main body, Ye Xiaobao glanced at the two and shook his head lightly: "It's just a trick."

After several years of cultivation, Xiaobao's second soul has gradually taken shape, but he can defeat Jindan cultivators with his soul and body. Tingshan Zhenren and Xiao Yushanjun are just a few big cats and small cats in front of him, and they are not worth his attention at all.

"You kid are really looking for death. I want to see where your confidence comes from?"

Xiao Yushanjun showed a grim smile on his face. Without saying much, he clenched his fist with one hand and suddenly punched down.

His punch was silent, but the surroundings were like a huge mountain crushing, and waves continued to form in the air, layer upon layer, surging.

The monks of the Yan family in the courtyard looked at Xiao Yushanjun as if they had met a demon god, their faces pale and bloodless.

Some of those with lower cultivation were directly shocked by the aftermath of this punch, and fell to the ground and fainted.

The sisters of the Yan family covered their mouths and exclaimed.

Xiao Yushanjun was so powerful that people dared not look directly at him. There was also Tingshan Zhenren next to him, staring at him covetously. Xiaobao was alone and might not be able to deal with him.

They couldn't help but look at Ye Chunyang, but saw the latter standing quietly with his hands behind his back, looking calm and good.

At this moment, the two women were even more surprised. Xiaobao was facing the siege of two spiritual transformation monks. Could it be that Ye Chunyang was not worried at all?

Just as they were thinking this, they saw a shocking scene.

Xiao Bao was shining with golden light, and his whole body was like cast-in-stone. He took a step forward, and his body was as fast as wind and lightning. Suddenly, he put his palm on the giant fist of Xiao Yushanjun.

The golden and copper lights intertwined, dazzling everyone so much that they couldn't open their eyes. But the next moment, they saw a figure flying out from the rainbow light, like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.