Chapter 1667: 131 Junior Brother_3

Chapter 1667: Chapter 131 Junior Brother_3

Swoosh!

The sword-light, like a shuttle, gently turned towards the neck of that Class V True Martial Cultivator…

Clang!

The handsome young man was suddenly stunned.

Zhao Feng and Qin Lingxiao also instantly felt their hair stand on end, their gazes fixed on the elder who suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The elder had hair and beard as white as snow, with tangled long hair casually draped, yet his gaze was as sharp as a hawk’s.

Gazing at the handsome young man.

His eyes flickered with complexity, hesitation, struggle, and guilt.

In his broad palm, the Flying Sword that the handsome young man had summoned was struggling fiercely, but couldn’t budge the big hand at all.

The rescued Class V True Martial Cultivator touched his own neck with lingering fear, then quickly bowed respectfully to the elder:

“Greetings, Martial Ancestor!”

“Martial Ancestor!”

At this moment, Zhao Feng and Qin Lingxiao’s hearts sank into the abyss.

Just when they thought they could escape, they didn’t expect to attract the Martial Ancestor.

Unwillingness, fear…

The air seemed to fall silent.

“Buzz!”

The Azure Nether Mirror, seeming to sense danger, suddenly shot out another faint divine light, enveloping the elder!

The elder frowned slightly, retracting his gaze from the handsome young man and raised another palm, with Blood Energy surging, he casually blocked it.

However, to his surprise, his palm felt faintly out of control.

“Hmm?”

The elder made a surprised sound, but his face showed little emotion, abundant Blood Energy surged into his body, rampaging all the way!

The divine light immediately dissipated.

The Azure Nether Mirror trembled involuntarily, its aura slightly falling, then it directly flew and landed in front of Zhao Feng, seemingly wanting to protect him.

Yet Zhao Feng wasn’t able to ponder why the Azure Nether Mirror suddenly appeared here, he watched the elder tensely while quickly transmitting his voice to Qin Lingxiao:

“How much longer!”

“Three more breaths of time will be enough!”

Qin Lingxiao gritted his teeth and transmitted back.

Zhao Feng didn’t show a trace of joy on hearing this.

Three breaths of time was tantamount to an open invitation for attack to the Martial Ancestor in front of them.

If the opponent wanted to, they would have no chance to escape at all.

However, just when their hearts were tense, the elder suddenly spoke to the handsome young man:

“You… what’s your name?”

The three of them were taken aback, the handsome young man hesitated, glancing at Zhao Feng and Qin Lingxiao’s anxious brows, his heart sank slightly, then he said:

“I’m called…”

“Your uncle!”

“Master, Aunt Qin, run!”

Before finishing his words, he surprisingly raised his hand directly and uttered a Spell:

“Explode!”

Boom!

The sword energy in the elder’s palm exploded directly!

But in the handsome young man’s astonished gaze.

The explosion of the sword energy didn’t release a bit from the elder’s palm.

The elder shook his head slightly, his figure flashed, suddenly appearing only three feet away from the handsome young man.

His gaze fixed tightly on the young man’s face.

“Wang Yi’an!”

Qin Lingxiao and Zhao Feng were shocked out of their wits.

At this moment, Qin Lingxiao finally completed the communication with the geographical position of Yuanci.

“Wang Yi’an?”

The elder murmured this name, his gaze sweeping downward.

Suddenly raising his hand, he struck towards Qin Lingxiao and Zhao Feng!

Qin Lingxiao’s face changed, but he first looked towards the handsome young man.

But he only got the urgent voice from the other party:

“Go! Or we’ll all die!”

Meanwhile, he once again charged at the elder without any hesitation, releasing countless Magic Tools from his sleeve which exploded one after another!

Seeing this scene, Qin Lingxiao clenched his silver teeth, closing his eyes.

“Yi An!”

For the first time, Zhao Feng’s face showed a look of utmost sorrow and fury, as he struggled to lift his sword-light, ready to slaughter his way forward!

But the next moment, Zhao Feng and Qin Lingxiao, along with a dragon, suddenly disappeared under the cover of the geographical position of Yuanci.

Watching this scene.

The elder slowly retracted his hand, which had no Blood Energy enveloping it.

Allowing the handsome young man in front of him to use all his means on his body.

Gazing at the handsome young man, only a rare trace of gentleness remained in his eyes.

‘Huff—Huff—’

The handsome young man gasped heavily, finally exhausting all his mana in this moment.

Yet he still held his head high, a mocking smile on his face:

“You old turtle have good defense, huh!”

But to his astonishment, at his words, the elder showed not a trace of displeasure, and instead said softly:

“Have you hit enough…?”

“Junior Brother?”

“Junior, Junior Brother?!”

Wang Yi’an was shocked, his eyes full of uncertainty.

About to ask something.

The True Martial Army behind the elder finally caught up, and at the same time, a golden streak of light fell beside the elder, and as soon as it landed, it shouted urgently:

“Martial Ancestor, with so many people dead, why did you let them escape!”

“We must catch them all and hand them over to me to deal with…”

Wang Yi’an couldn’t help but look, and saw the newcomer was ridiculously comedic, with mung bean eyes, a red-nosed face, and golden hair, unlike a human at all.

“Supreme Dragon Transformation…”

The elder’s expression stealthily turned blank and emotionless.

He looked at the other, then his broad palm suddenly reached out, grabbing Supreme Dragon Transformation’s throat under everyone’s incredulous gaze!

“M-Martial Ancestor… wh-why…”

Supreme Dragon Transformation’s eyes were filled with bewilderment, tension, and fear… these emotions flashed by as he struggled and shouted.

The True Martial Cultivators around couldn’t help but be dumbfounded, someone unable to control themselves stepped forward, yet was at a complete loss:

“Martial Ancestor, why is this?”

The elder’s voice was deep, yet like the clash of metal and stone, sonorous and powerful:

“Supreme Dragon Transformation feared Cultivators, dared not go to battle, causing Northern King, King An, King Xin, the Giant Net… and over a thousand fellow warriors to die!”

“The crime is unforgivable, deserving of death!”

Upon hearing this, Supreme Dragon Transformation struggled violently, a strong sense of grievance and unwillingness flashing through his eyes!