The most shocking thing is a middle-aged man. Others may have just seen Xiao Yu seize the magic weapon of the Taoist, but he knew that his cultivation level was much higher than theirs when he could seize the magic weapon in that environment.

"Go to die..."

The old Taoist magic weapon was taken away, and he couldn't help but shout, quickly pulled out a hemp rope from his waist, and then threw it into the air.

The hemp rope rotated in the air, like a twisting little snake, sweeping directly towards Xiao Yu.

"If you have this skill, then leave as soon as possible and don't humiliate yourself."

Xiao Yu took a step forward and grabbed the flying rope in his hand.

But at this moment, the other end of the rope suddenly turned around and directly wrapped around his body.

"Haha, little thing, this is what you asked for. I want to tie you into two parts."

Seeing Xiao Yu being bound by a rope, the old man's originally gloomy face instantly showed a hint of joy.

"Is that so disappointing you."

Xiao Yu's whole body was tied up with ropes, but one of his hands was exposed and there was no fear at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless white silk flew out of his sleeves, densely attached to the hemp rope.

In a blink of an eye, the hemp rope that tied him slowly condensed into a layer of frost and became stiff.

"What are you doing while standing there? Let's kill him together."

The middle-aged man in Jiufeng Palace shouted loudly, then waved his long sleeves, and a red sword flew out of his body.

The other Taoists looked at each other and then launched their strongest attacks.

For a moment, the colorful magic weapons each sucked the different colors of inspiration and pressed towards Xiao Yu.

"Break..."

A low growl came from Xiao Yu's throat, and the hemp ropes tied to him shattered like ice.

The hemp rope is just made of some spiritual vines, and there is still a big gap compared to his ice silk.

The hemp rope had just broken, and a long fiery red sword roared and slashed from the top of his head.

The spiritual power driven by this long sword is stronger than the old man who took out a small clock before, so Xiao Yu dared not neglect it.

The moment the sword fell, Xiao Yu rolled up his sleeves, and the white silk rose up in the wind. The majestic cold energy turned into a white ice arrow and collided with the red sword.

A low voice came out, and the long sword transformed from ice melted instantly. The red sword continued to come and rushed towards the bottom.

"Something capable!"

The ice sword was destroyed, and Xiao Yu had no time to think more, so he took out a black turtle shell with his hand.

The turtle shell grows in the wind and becomes one meter in an instant.

"Boom..."

The fiery red sword slashed directly on the turtle shell, and for a moment, the surging flames came out of the sword, wrapping Xiao Yu and the others all together.

"I thought you had any extraordinary skills, but that's all."

The flames wrapped Xiao Yu and others in it, and the leading man in Jiufeng Palace couldn't help but laugh.

The flames became stronger and stronger, but there was no sound inside.

"call out……"

Another gust of wind broke out, and green swords covered Xiao Yu and the others' heads.

Then, with the shout of an old man, the green swords fell from the sky and rushed directly into the flames, as if they were about to cut Xiao Yu and the others into pieces.

Behind the long sword, there were two more fire snakes, and a fire bird flew from a distance and rushed into the flames, making the flames burn more and more vigorously.

"Dead?"

The man looked at the two-meter-high flame, frowned slightly, and said softly.

"Sir, they must have been burned to ashes."

"We join forces together. Even the Taoist with Xiaocheng's cultivation is not our opponent. Their Wuyou Valley is just a low-level Xuanmen. How can they withstand such joint attacks?"

A group of Taoists were ready to move and wanted to come forward to show off, but the middle-aged man reached out to stop him.

"Don't worry, these people are not ordinary people, maybe..."

"Maybe I'm thinking about how to kill you!"

A faint sound came from the flames, and then the flames surrounding Xiao Yu and the others gradually weakened, and finally completely extinguished under the gaze of everyone, while Xiao Yu and the others stood there without any injuries.

A white ice cover enveloped them on Xiao Yu and his men, and from time to time, cold air was spewing out from the sleeves, making the flames unable to enter the slightest.

"How could it be, you guys."

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically and his body suddenly retreated to the back.

"Run, this guy has a ghost."

All the Taoists were shocked. No matter how stupid they were, they knew that Xiao Yu had powerful magic weapons. Otherwise, if everyone had jointly attacked, why didn't they hurt them at all?

Although they all have two or three levels of valley clothes, after they are united, even the young monks must avoid the edge.

However, Xiao Yu was not hurt at all under their joint attack, which was somewhat unreasonable.

"I want to run away, it's too late!"

Xiao Yu's mouth curled up, his voice was low, and he swept forward from the corner of his eyes, and then his hands stretched forward at the same time.

The dense silk threads flew out of his sleeves like dragons and rushed towards the backs of the Taoists.

"ah……"

The Taoist who walked the slowest was directly passed by white silk, and his body instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

Swallowing...

Silk followed one after another. Although the Taoists were fast, their cultivation was too weak. Without the alliance, they were not enemies of Xiao Yu at all.

So in just a moment, three or four Taoist people turned into ice, but the white silk castrated and continued to chase those people.

The middle-aged man running in the front couldn't help but look horrified when he saw the Taoist behind him turning into an ice sculpture.

"Get out of here..."

Seeing that the white silk was getting closer and closer to him, the middle-aged man in charge suddenly turned around, raised the red sword in his hand, and slashed the silk head-on.

Boom...

The flames surged out of the red sword and turned into a sea of ​​fire, trying to block the silk.

However, the flames seemed fierce, but they could not stop the steps of the silk. The silk penetrated the flames and continued to wrap around the other party.

"Taoist Master Black Robe, save me."

At the critical moment, the middle-aged man raised his head and shouted loudly.

"Your Excellency, look at this silk, it should be vomited by the Ice Silkworm Emperor?"

Just as the silk was about to rush behind the middle-aged man, a somewhat low voice suddenly sounded in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the fierce silk just now stopped moving as if it was hit hard.

When Xiao Yu saw this scene, he was shocked. He naturally knew the power of the silk.

So after finding that the silk could no longer enter the slightest, he wanted to quickly retract the silk.

But something unexpected happened to him. When he was about to take it back, the silk began to melt and turned into countless white water droplets and fell on the ground.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!