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Chapter 738 Purple-haired old man

Otherwise, Ye Fei, the commander nicknamed Jiaoyang, has never been a kind person. He usually has no habit of keeping his hands on his move. He likes not to keep a living, nor is it just a false statement. After following Li Xian, his temper has improved a lot.

However, the two guards had no idea what was going on. They just had a flash of sight, and they were caught and fell heavily to the ground. The terrifying force burst out, destroying their muscles and bones. They actually made them lose their power of resistance at all and collapsed on the ground. The power of the sea of ​​consciousness in the Dantian was completely destroyed and they immediately became two useless people. How could this be possible? I was waiting for two great monks with peak cultivation at the Sinica. The other two were just mere mid-stage cultivation at the Sinica. They could only send one person to make me have no power to fight back?

And the person who took action was only the weaker of the other two, and the weaker one was so terrifying. Obviously, how powerful should the one in the lead be?

The two guards were heavily thrown to the ground, and the shock waves from the outgoing made the ground shake slightly. Even if the defense inside was slow to react, he knew that something was wrong outside. An alarm suddenly came out. The trading venues were always very cautious, so naturally there would be no lack of masters. Soon, several powerful people with the level of cultivation at the virtual spirit level came out. When they saw such a scene, they couldn't help but frowned slightly. It was obvious that they had seen something, and they immediately launched a warning and invited stronger masters.

The strength of the middle stage of Nirvana can easily destroy the two combat powers at the peak of the late stage of Nirvana. Such a situation may not be solved by them. It has completely deviated from their cognitive range, and to be safe. Of course, we should invite stronger masters to come.

An old purple-haired man walked out of the trade fair. The old purple-haired man had a cold expression. He could tell at first that he was a master among the masters. He was surrounded by a faint purple energy, and there was purple thunder and lightning at the ends of his hair. Obviously, his strength had reached a very deep realm, and his eyes were even more violent, and his cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Mahayana. He was indeed a very powerful cultivator. Even if he was placed in the official system, he was enough to become a senior commander. He was naturally a big shot here.

The old man with purple hair obviously thought so. When he saw the scene outside, his expression was very ugly. He scolded the powerful people of the virtual spirit level: "What is the purpose of raising you? Is it for free? But the two troublemakers in the middle stage of Nirvana also want me to deal with it. Do you think I will be idle and have nothing to do? Or do you think I am too free?"

After saying a few words, he cursed these powerful men so hard that they could not speak. Several powerful men at the Void Spirit level dared not talk nonsense and hurriedly told the strangeness just now. Especially Ye Fei, a flying monk who seemed to have only the Imperial Period, actually knocked down two opponents at the peak of Imperialization, which made them a little unsure. So he asked the old man with purple hair to come out and take a look, not intending to disturb him.

"What? So that's how it is?" After hearing this, the old man with purple hair understood what was going on. His narrow eyes finally looked at Li Xian and Ye Fei for the first time.

"Okay, fellow Taoist, we just want to participate in the auction. Everyone comes here is a guest. Why should you keep us from thousands of miles away in the trade fair? If there is nothing, let us go in?" Li Xian said.

It seems that it is because of attitude, and more likely because the old man Zihai did not see the true cultivation of Li Xian and Ye Fei. Seeing that this mere mid-stage cultivator dared to speak to him like this, he couldn't help but change his expression and said, "Hmph, you two are very brave. They dare to talk to me like this. Could it be because of some backstage? If so, I will tell you that you are going to be a big mistake. No matter who you are or what big people are behind, since you have come to us, you must abide by the rules here, follow our rules here, beat our people, and want to participate in the trade fair? I told you that without an invitation, you can't participate in the last and highest-level trade fair, no matter who comes."

"The current situation is not as simple as not being able to participate in a trade fair. If you hurt us, you must stay. Either you can use your own skills or sell it to us for life as a slave to the trade fair." The old man with purple hair glanced at Li Xian and Ye Fei and found that these two were obviously in the middle stage of Nirvana. After he said with a cold face, he did not give Li Xian and Ye Fei any good face. He directly signaled several subordinates in the Void Spirit Realm to take action.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he started to take action, those subordinates in the Void Realm were defeated by Ye Fei neatly. At this time, Ye Fei also released a trace of real momentum on his body and said with a grim smile: "I want to use Ye's skills? I'm so brave. Since that's the case, let's try it."

All the people in front of him, as well as the old man with purple hair, changed their faces.

He turned out to be a monk at the peak of the late Mahayana stage? No, he may even have higher strength than the peak of the late Mahayana stage.

This is a terrifying power. Even in the entire Southern Ancient City, there are only one or two people at the peak of the late stage of the powerful. Usually, they are at the level of real old monsters. It is difficult to see the dragon. I didn't expect to see one here. And this powerful man at the peak of the late stage of the Mahayana seems to be the subordinate of the young man who is not astonishingly handsome as before? So the strength of this young man? The purple-haired old man suddenly felt something wrong, and his face suddenly became even more ugly. However, he had already said that he really didn't want to lose face. If he swallowed it back in person, he wouldn't be able to resist the two powerful masters at the Mahayana, the trade will rely on his own defense formation. Besides, there are so many powerful fellow Taoists who participated in the auction. If something really happened at the auction, these people would definitely not sit idly by.

Thinking of this, the old man with purple hair abandoned the thought of compromise that had just emerged, and chose another path, which was directly the turbulence of the true energy, not for the sake of taking action, but for a higher level of warning, and wanted to shout out all the masters in the auction.

Seeing that the old man with purple hair refused to surrender at this time, Li Xian felt a little bored.

Without wanting to waste more time, Li Xian also showed a trace of his own aura, but he was just put into the purple-haired old man's sea of ​​consciousness.

The silent terrifying power immediately destroyed the mind and defense of the old man with purple hair, making the old man with purple hair suddenly become like dementia. It was not that the old man with purple hair was insufficient in defense of the spiritual soul power, but that Li Xian's current ability to attack the spiritual soul power is too powerful.

A powerful person like Lin Yutian who is at the level of a magistrate is almost at the level of the Immortal True Lord, let alone this purple-haired old man who only has the middle-level Mahayana cultivation?

Perhaps Ye Fei's late-stage Mahayana peak cultivation level could not suppress the purple-haired old man, which made the purple-haired old man feel a little lucky. However, after Li Xian's spiritual soul power attack that obviously surpassed the Mahayana realm was issued, the purple-haired old man gave up the last trace of luck.

He destroyed all his spiritual, soul and will, as well as his cultivation, and easily controlled his life and death.

Knowing that at this moment, his life was completely hung in Li Xian's hands. Whether it was life or death, Li Xian decided in one sentence.

With just one of the easiest thoughts, he could never be reborn. The old man of purple hair realized that this time he really hit the iron plate and was the most terrifying one. He was so scared that he lost his soul and begged Li Xian for mercy: "Senior, please spare me."

With a light snorting, Li Xian also dissipated his skills and reached out to the old man with purple hair.

The old man with purple hair never dared to say more, and immediately took out two of the highest-level invitation letters and placed them in Li Xian's palm.

Too lazy to talk nonsense to this purple-haired old man, Li Xian and Ye Fei directly entered the venue of the trade fair and found that there was a small teleportation array inside. It seemed that through this teleportation array, the real location of the auction could be reached.

At this time, the old man Zihai came back to his senses and found that the brief confrontation with Li Xian just now, no, it could not be said to be a confrontation, but a unilateral crush. A simple demonstration by the other party actually caused his spiritual consciousness to be irreversible. Even his cultivation level was permanently reduced by one level and suppressed to a level that was only barely impossible in the early stage of Mahayana.

The strength was greatly reduced, less than one-third of the original one, and it was still marked by Li Xian in his heart. If Li Xian’s true strength is revealed today, if he says it, he will die. However, the old man with purple hair dared not say anything more. In addition to smiling bitterly in his heart, he could only respectfully say to Li Xian and Ye Fei and his two backs: "Thank you for not killing the two seniors."

Amid the respectful voice of the old man with purple hair, Li Xian and Ye Fei stepped into the short-distance teleportation array where they were really located at the trade fair, and their figures soon disappeared from the light of the teleportation array.

Opposite the teleportation array, several powerful people from the trade fair came over and obviously received the news from the old man Zihai, and were also respectful to Li Xian and Ye Fei.
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