Taoist Sanjian was completely dumbfounded at this moment. His pupils were dilated. How could he fight? He was called Sanjian because he had three very powerful swords in his hands. Together they were equivalent to an ordinary low-grade spiritual weapon. In the Golden Core stage

, possessing a weapon that is close to a low-grade spiritual weapon, he can definitely be considered a first-rate master.

However, the scene in front of him made Taoist Sanjian want to die. Look at his equipment, it was also at the Golden Core stage, but there was not a single low-grade spiritual weapon in his body, and the lowest was a medium-grade spiritual weapon. He himself

He is like a knight-errant, but he is actually the most luxurious master in the imperial palace.

Taoist Sanjian lowered his head in resignation. He knew that he was in trouble today and was doomed. Zhang Tiejun looked at Taoist Sanjian, then turned to look at Li Minghui behind him and said, "What's the use of having a higher level than us? We're not just poor ghosts.

Hey, it’s so lonely, is this how it feels to be invincible at the same level?”

"Hey, brothers, you guys keep a low profile."

Li Minghui and Qian Lei also grinned. At this moment, Ye Yu suddenly came over, looked at Taoist Sanjian with both eyes, and said lightly: "What's your name?"

"I, no, I am Taoist Sanjian. I have angered a few people before, and I really deserve death. But please consider that I am also a golden elixir stage monk, and please spare my life."

Taoist Sanjian seemed to realize that Ye Yu was the boss of several people, and immediately begged for mercy.

"If you want us to spare your life, you can!" Ye Yu said.

"Really?" Taoist Sanjian said in disbelief with his eyes shining brightly. He thought he would be doomed today, but he didn't expect that the other party would not kill him.

Ye Yu smiled indifferently; "I can spare your life, but I haven't finished speaking yet. I will destroy your cultivation." As he finished speaking, Ye Yu suddenly stretched out a pair of slender and handsome hands.

His hand touched Taoist Sanjian's head, and in the next second a powerful and incomparable zhenqi poured into his body. In an instant, a crackling sound suddenly erupted from his body.

"Poof!" There was a sound of a peach core exploding, and Master Sanjian Taoist's face was full of disbelief, and then his body instantly became weak, and he had no strength at all.

"Fourth, why can't I feel the golden elixir in his body?" Zhang Tiejun looked at Ye Yu in confusion.

Ye Yu smiled slightly; "His golden elixir has been abolished by me. From now on, he is a useless person, almost like an ordinary person."

Listening to Ye Yu's calm tone, Zhang Tiejun and others trembled. The fourth child's cultivation level is really unfathomable. Although it can be felt that the fourth child is also a golden elixir stage monk, if there is a real fight, it will probably take less than one round.

He will be subdued instantly by the fourth child.

Looking down at the Sanjian Taoist lying on the ground, Ye Yu's eyes shot out sharp light, like a flash of lightning in the dark night: "Tell me the whereabouts of Ximen Fanren."

Taoist Sanjian had a sinister look in his eyes at this moment. He had worked hard for fifty years and finally reached the Golden Core Stage. But now, the young man in front of him had all his cultivation abolished in one fell swoop. It was like he had fallen from heaven to hell. This

This painful feeling made him feel like death. At this moment, his eyes were full of hatred, overwhelming hatred. Looking at Ye Yu, he couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth and said: "You are all going to die, my elder brother will not let you go.

He is a monk at the Nascent Soul stage, and you are just monks at the Golden Core stage. Don't be arrogant, you will pay the most horrific price for this pathetic behavior."

As soon as he said these words, Zhang Tiejun and others laughed and said, "Fourth brother, this guy actually dares to be so harsh."

"My Tianchen Sword Art has long been thirsty and unbearable."

"Hey, my claws are so itchy. I really want to get some blood marks on his face."

Ye Yu looked at the three people who looked hungry, waved his hands slightly and said, "Hit him until he tells the whereabouts of Ximen Fanren."

As a result, another round of horrific beatings appeared in this world. Accompanied by bursts of lewd laughter and sharp sounds of pain, the Taoist Sanjian who had no cultivation was beaten almost from head to toe.

After about half a stick of incense was placed in a intact place, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fearfully said, "Don't fight, don't fight, I say, I say!"

Ye Yu, who was standing aside watching the show with his chest folded, shook his head regretfully, "Tsk, tsk, why didn't you tell me earlier. Come on, brothers, let go of Senior Sanjian. Senior, please lead the way."

Taoist Sanjian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and limped forward, his eyes full of tears.
Chapter completed!