Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 787 The Beggar Wants To Be The Big Brother

"With a few words, more than 700 people retreated, and the situation began to develop in favor of Ye Mao. Saint Purple Talisman, I said that you were too happy." The red-robed patriarch's Hong Liang voice spread over the sect.

The Purple Talisman snorted coldly, and said: "So what, there are more than 300 monks around him, and these people are all higher than him, and Ye Mao's life is still hanging by a thread."

"It seems that a group of demons are coming!" A saint said suddenly.

They hurriedly cast their gazes to Yanling Small Realm, dust was flying in the distance, a large group of monsters were approaching rapidly, and there was a sound coming from it.

"There are so many people here, it's so lively!" An excited voice came, "Wow, this bastard Ye Mao is here too, that's great, just in time to avenge me."

Originally Shen Fengtian saw thousands of blood and silver wolves killing him, and he couldn't help but feel very annoyed. He felt that Ye Mao might not be able to deal with it today. Who would have expected that there would be someone in that pack of wolves who would have feud with Ye Mao? .

Ye Mao heard the voice somewhat familiar, opened his eyes, and through the flying dust, he saw a round-faced young man standing on the back of the Blood Silver Wolf King, who had been cultivated in the middle stage of the Nine Apertures Realm. look like.

It's a pity that his attire is too poor, his hair is messed up like a chicken coop, his face is black and stained, his clothes are bloodstained, torn and rotten.

Just a real beggar.

Ye Mao still recognized him, he was Xia Xiaofeng who possessed the Starlight Eucharist and was known as the "Little Saint".

Speaking of which, this kid is still his cousin.

Xia Xiaofeng was brought into the Yanling Small Realm by the red-robed patriarch, and he has practiced so far, and he didn't even leave when the Saints Contest was held in his sect.

The wolves stopped at the entrance of the valley, and Xia Xiaofeng looked down at Ye Mao from a high position, and tugged at him, "Boy Ye, as long as you obediently bow to me three times and say that you admire me very much and want to recognize me as your big brother, I'll give you my best." I will save you."

"You kid, after so long of experience, how come you still have that temper, you will never grow up." Ye Mao shook his head.

"Don't be like my sister." Xia Xiaofeng became a little impatient, "Hurry up and do what I say, there is only one chance, if you don't agree, you will miss it."

"You, you still need to continue to practice." Ye Mao turned his head away from him, unplugged the gourd of the Purple Gold Sacred Gourd, and prepared to call out the Sacred Heart Sacred Bee in the gourd, and clean up the group of covetous bastards around him.

But he immediately discovered that the Yanling Small Realm actually formed a kind of seal on the Purple Gold Sacred Gourd, preventing it from releasing the Heart-Putting Sacred Bee.

"Beast Taming Gourd can't be used, damn it, it's a big trouble now." Ye Mao kept vigilant, paying attention to everyone around him.

He caught a glimpse of Shen Fengtian suddenly taking out a third-grade ancient talisman, which was activated like lightning, and the ancient talisman turned into the claws of a giant beast, attacking him at high speed.

This kind of power means that if a cultivator in the middle stage of the Dao Fruit Realm is hit, he is close to death.

"What the hell!" Ye Mao immediately urged the stepping god boots, like a dragon coming out of an abyss, rushed out with a "shua", so fast that it was difficult for human eyes to catch.

"boom!"

The giant claw fell on the ground, leaving a bigger claw-shaped crater, shaking the ground, cracking the earth and rocks, and the place was instantly in chaos.

When everyone came back to their senses, Ye Mao was already standing behind a Nine Aperture Realm Dzogchen Stage monk, pressing the Ice Phoenix Dagger against his neck, panting slightly.

"Ye Mao, what you said 'not limited by the rules of the sect, life and death without resentment' does not count at all. If you dare to kill your fellow sect, you will die immediately." The cold voice of the purple talisman rang out in the void.

He was worried that after Ye Mao killed this person, other people would feel fear, so he flinched. It would be much easier for Ye Mao to withdraw.

"Thank you for the reminder, the Purple Talisman. I understand what you mean. You want me to turn them into idiots, or make them die instead of living." Ye Mao's voice was equally cold.

The Purple Talisman is so angry, this bastard is really giving him hatred.

"I planned to cut off one of your arms and give you a small warning. But at the request of the Purple Talisman, I can only turn you into an idiot." Ye Mao stared coldly at Feng Ruoqian, Shen Fengtian and the others. Man, be humane to the one he restrains.

"No, don't..." The man restrained by him yelled in horror, "Let me go, I will leave this place immediately, and in this lifetime, I will never be your enemy again."

"The moment you decide to be my enemy, you should be ready to accept punishment." Ye Mao narrowed his eyes.

With just one thought, a soul power instantly condensed into a soul needle, piercing the forehead of the person he restrained with a "swoosh", and the person let out a shrill scream.

All of a sudden, his eyes became dizzy, his expression became dull, his mouth drooled, and he let out a silly laugh of "hehe..." to everyone.

At this moment, everyone felt chills in their hearts.

"Ye Mao will take revenge. If he withdraws at this time, he will definitely retaliate in the future." Shen Fengtian yelled, "Everyone attack him together, no matter how powerful he is, he is only one person."

"Yes, what Senior Brother Shen said is true, let's do it together." The subordinates brought by Ximen Wu immediately echoed loudly.

Feng Ruoqian even shot directly, swimming like a spirit snake, "shua" rushed to Ye Mao's body, and slapped Ye Mao with a palm.

When the palm was close to Ye Mao, the tip of the knife appeared in the palm, spraying out dense knife energy like raindrops, and every ray of blue knife energy was as hot as the scorching sun, as if the sun was approaching.

Ye Mao retreated violently, using the Ice Phoenix dagger instead of the sword, and unfolded the "Ice Soul Great Sword Art", he slashed out with a single sword, and the green sword energy shot out, sending out a chill.

But he was actually suppressed, and the icy soul sword energy collapsed, so he had to swing the second sword hastily to block Feng Ruoqian's blow.

Shen Fengtian and other more than 300 masters were not idle, they attacked Ye Mao almost at the same time, and more than 300 attacks rushed towards Ye Mao.

These attacks were almost all sent out at the late stage of the Nine Apertures Realm and the Great Perfection Stage, each of which was higher than Ye Mao's realm, which was the rhythm to crush Ye Mao.

"Fight with me, hum..." Shen Fengtian raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a triumphant smile.

"Shh!"

Ye Mao disappeared instantly.

He used the god boots to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, and retreated to a hillside, avoiding that terrible blow.

However, more than [-]% of his true strength was consumed due to successive urges to step on the God's Boots.

"Aren't you going to have a hearty battle? Why are you running away, you coward." Feng Ruoqian has a low-grade sacred artifact, sapphire wings, and his speed is quite fast.

Ye Mao took a few breaths before he arrived, and his whole body slammed into him like a big mountain.

A sharp blade protruded from his shoulder, and the fiery light of the blade was flickering.

"You're finished!" Feng Ruoqian raised the corner of his mouth, with a cold smile on his face.

Ye Mao retreated violently, his body twirled, and he turned around abruptly, a golden turtle shell emerged from his back.

Feng Ruoqian hit the golden turtle shell.

"Oh!"

A loud noise spread.

The anti-shock force erupted from the golden tortoise shell made Feng Ruoqian retreat three feet, and his face turned pale.

As soon as Ruoqian and Shen Fengtian blocked the wind, more than 300 masters arrived, concentrated their attacks again, and stretched out the hand of death to Ye Mao.

(End of this chapter)