Chapter 707: Unparalleled Danger (Part 1)

Lingding Immortal Peak, the seventh level.

"I didn't expect that the one who encountered a crisis would be 'Wu Shuang'. This must be the layout of the 'Witch Lord'. I'm afraid it's too late now."

Yang Fan felt anxious and his thoughts flew away.

"How far is Huangwuhou family from the Immortal Dao Sect?"

Yang Fan asked Huang Fu.

"The two are in the same 'Tianwu Prefecture', both of which are located in the central and northern directions, and are about 350 million miles apart."

Huang Fu's thoughtful thoughts.

As a descendant of the Huangwu family, he naturally has the right to speak.

"Three hundred and fifty million miles?" Yang Fan felt a little cold. Although the flight speed after reaching the God Transformation Stage was extremely impressive, such a long distance could never be reached in a day and a half.

At this moment, even if there is a third level of Tongtian, it will not be able to relieve intimidation.

"Although the distance is a bit far, I once heard in the family that the 'Wuhou Ancient Castle' has a teleportation array leading to the 'Xiandao Sect'. In the Great Qin Dynasty, generally, there should be a teleportation array between the mutual areas of these large forces, but they are not easily used on weekdays."

"Teleportation array?" Yang Fan's eyes lit up.

"However, as Yang Yaoshi is now an honorary elder in the sect, he should be qualified to use this teleportation array."

Huang Fu said that he was not sure.

"Since there is such a teleportation array, it may be time to hurry up."

As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, his figure sniffled through the sky with a "whisper" sound and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Huang Fu, Bai Ze and others were scared and sweated. The speed was too terrifying, and their spiritual senses didn't keep up.

...

In front of Wuhou Ancient Castle.

Eight unscathed corpses fell from the air, without even a trace of blood.

Plop! Plop! Plop...

Before their death, they still had anger and murderous intent on their faces, and they did not expect the arrival of death.

Only the white-haired old man who included the great monks of the God Transformation showed horror, fear, and deep helplessness.

Maybe he saw clearly and understood the truth of the matter, but he had already died.

Huh~~~

He was dressed like snow-white clothes, and there was no wind, and he was still standing there with his hands on his back.

No one saw Wushuang take action.

It even gives people the illusion that his actions were not taken at all, but that the eight people overestimated themselves, flew moths into the fire, and destroyed themselves.

At this moment, the Wuhou Ancient Castle where hundreds of thousands of monks gathered was actually silent.

...There was a dead silence, leaving only the heartbeats of countless monks.

Wushuang is still Wushuang, without any change, but all the monks in Wuhou Ancient Castle seemed to be shrouded in an invisible shadow.

Watching the battle on the castle was also a simple and beautiful girl, graceful and pretty girl.

Everyone around them looked at her with awe and admiration, and they all knew her identity.

This pretty girl, who looks like snow, is the personal female disciple adopted by "Huang Wuhou" since childhood, Huang Yuyang.

Although he did not inherit his bloodline, Huang Yuyang's martial arts talent and even his qualifications to cultivate immortals were arrogant to the Qin Dynasty.

In six hundred years, she was promoted to the great monk of the God Transformation, which made countless children of the declining Huangwuhou family pale.

If she hadn't had the blood of the Wuhou family and was born as a woman, she might have been the next heir to the Wuhou family.

At this moment, Huang Yuyang, the daughter of a genius, had a jade face as if dead, and a bead of sweat fell on his forehead. Looking at Wushuang hundreds of miles away, his eyes were shocked.

A pair of delicate hands, supported on the battlements, trembling gently, indicating her inner fear and anxiety.

"Miss Huang... This person is also a martial arts cultivator, a swordsman among martial arts cultivators. His cultivation level is in the late stage of the God Transformation, but he can kill the same level in an instant. This is simply not a human."

A middle-aged man in black clothes beside Huang Yuyang, with a voice filled with horror.

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However, Wushuang's thoughts were killed together with the great monks of the God-Transforming God.

Such strength can be completely comparable to the powerful Shenxu!!!

"No, he launched the 'sword intent attack'!! In fact, Uncle Huang has fought with him..."

Huang Yuyang's voice trembled slightly, barely calming herself down, but under the gaze of the man in white a hundred miles away, she didn't even have the courage to fight.

"Sword Intention Attack?"

"Using the supreme swordsmanship secret, he rushed directly into the soul level. Uncle Huang fought with him in the spiritual world, but lost and had no power to resist..."

A teardrop fell on Huang Yuyang's fair face.

The other uninformed people couldn't help but suddenly realize that these corpses had no scars, and their spiritual will had been destroyed and they could not die completely.

"So, the great monk of the God Transformation still has a chance to compete with him..."

The middle-aged man in Xuanyi gritted his teeth, "Let's go together and try to consume some of his soul power."

The two looked at each other, showing a look of looking at death, slowly flying from the castle, and forced themselves to Wushuang.

"stop--"

At this moment, an old voice that shocked the mountains came from the void.

As the old voice sounded, the phantom flashed, an old man in his seventies and wearing a cloth robe appeared in front of the two.

"Master!!" Huang Yuyang bowed.

"Mr. Wuhou!!"

In the entire Wuhou Ancient Castle, millions of monks rose up in awe and knelt down on the ground.

"Meet the Marquis of Wu!!"

The blood in the castle was boiling, and countless monks were excited and excited, showing admiration and piety.

The sound of kneeling and bowing shocked the sky.

In his vision, the old man with silver hair was full of wrinkles, barefoots, and yellow skin, giving people a sense of aging that was about to enter the twilight.

This is an old man who is about to enter his life span. His every move shows his old age and powerlessness.

Unbelievable, he is the current Huangwuhou.

Wushuang glanced at him, turned around and left.

Leaving, he's gone!!

Did he admit defeat!!

"Hahaha...this kid was scared!!"

"Mr. Wu Hou is really a god. His aura scares this kid so much that he won't fight."

...

Only Huang Yuyang, Xuanyi Middle-aged and others were stunned at first. When they saw Wushuang's eyes flashing with pity, a sense of humiliation suddenly arises in their hearts.

Humiliation, grief and anger.

The opponent is not not fighting, but disdain to bully an old man in his twilight years.

While bullying and indignation, they couldn't help but admire them.

"Fellow Taoist Wushuang, please stay!!" Huang Wuhou Cang Lao's voice came.

Wushuang paused.

"The dignity of Wuhou cannot be insulted, and it cannot be trampled and looked down upon in my hands. Even if it pays the price of life for this..."

Huang Wuhou's voice was filled with tragic tears.

At this moment, countless monks in the ancient castle of Wuhou, burst into tears.

"Master..." Huang Yuyang's eyes were rosy.

"You are a respectable opponent. No matter the outcome, Wushuang respects you, Wuhou clan."

Wushuang finally turned around. In his eyes, Huang Wuhou was no longer an old man, but a truly respectable opponent.

"Fellow Taoist Wushuang, are you too confident? In today's battle, I think I won't lose."

Huang Wuhou suddenly shone with infinite brilliance, and a majestic aura like waves swept across the world.

At this moment, it seemed like I saw a warrior who was invincible among thousands of troops.

Boom~~~~
To be continued...