Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 129: You Deserve to Die! Eight Eyes 1

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“Ye Lingyu!”

Wang Ba looked down at the figure standing in front of Yushui City with shock in his eyes.

She was tall, with a face as cold and white as frost and snow.

He could vaguely recognize the appearance of that girl who often had a dirty face and wore a purple Daoist robe.

He had originally thought that she had perished in that shocking change and had once sighed for her.

After all, in the East Saint Sect in the past, she was one of the few people who treated Wang Ba, who was still a servant, as an equal.

The two had also formed the extremely rare friendship between cultivators.

But he didn’t expect that not only was she still alive, but her strength seemed to have increased astonishingly.

Even the extremely turbulent mana aura on her body made him somewhat unsure.

She was too strong!

The aura on her body surged like a physical substance!

Even from such a distance, just a slight touch of the afterglow made him feel a sense of sharp pressure!

Even looking around, there was no one in the entire Yushui City who could match her.

Perhaps, only Bai Yu, who was now overlooking everything from the bone boat, could compete with her.

“Wait! Could it be that the person he is waiting for is…”

A conjecture suddenly flashed through Wang Ba’s mind.

And Bai Yu, who had always held his hand, slowly emitted a tooth-aching sound of bone friction from his body.

“I’ve waited too long for you!”

Having said that.

Without seeing any action from Wang Ba, Bai Yu had already disappeared inside the bone boat.

Below.

The moment they saw Ye Lingyu appear in Yushui City, the inner sect disciples of the East Saint Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

“Sister Ye is here!”

“We’re all saved now!”

“Quick, let’s work together inside and disrupt the balance of the formation!”

The red-haired Incense-burning Dao cultivator also cheered up. Although he had never seen her, it was rumored that she was the number one foundation establishment cultivator in the East Saint Sect. Even if the name did not match the reality, at least with everyone’s cooperation, there was hope of breaking the formation.

He immediately said, “Let’s cooperate with the Daoist friends of the East Saint Sect!”

However, before they could take action.

Outside the bloody light curtain.

Ye Lingyu’s gaze swept over the array flags below, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Without saying a word, she flicked her fingertips lightly.

Bang!

A wisp of sword-light leaped from her fingertips, drawing a fascinating arc in mid-air.

In an instant, the sword-light burst like a flame!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The sword-light turned into countless sharp sword auras, falling from the sky like a sky full of falling stars!

The seven foundation establishment cultivators of the Tianmen Cult were horrified when they saw this!

In an instant, they did not dare to stay at all, and immediately used all their tricks to retreat.

However, even so, this ordinary sword-light still caught up with a foundation establishment cultivator who was a beat slow, and lightly circled around his head.

A big head rolled to the ground, while his body still flew hundreds of feet forward.

Each of these sword-lights fell precisely on the positions of the array flags.

Soon, the blood-colored light curtain began to flicker, and after only a moment, the blood-colored light curtain covering the sky above Yushui City quickly shrank and finally disappeared completely.

“Good!”

” Haha, worthy of Sister Ye!”

“So strong!”

The red-haired cultivator also looked shocked, unable to imagine that a foundation establishment cultivator could display such an amazing sword Dao mastery.

However, before the incense-burning Dao Cultivators and the inner sect disciples of the East Saint Sect who had just survived the catastrophe could celebrate.

A gentle voice suddenly sounded from the high sky.

“Finally lured you out!”

Before the words fell, a huge blood-colored skeletal palm fell straight down from the clouds, completely enveloping Ye Lingyu below with a shocking speed!

“No good!”

“Sister Ye, run!”

Feeling the awe-inspiring aura in the skeletal palm, the surrounding inner sect disciples of the East Saint Sect turned pale!

Without hesitation, they all rushed forward with their swords!

However, under the huge skeletal palm, even though these East Saint Sect disciples used all their lifetime skills, they could not leave even a trace of scratches on the hand.

Instead, the enormous force produce by the pressing of the skeletal palm caused these East Saint Sect disciples to be unable to withstand it, and their bodies were uncontrollably blown away by the air wave.

“Heh, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, dares to compete with the ‘Blood Bone Saint Venerable’? Even if it’s just a hand bone…”

In the clouds, Bai Yu’s figure finally emerged.

His body trembled slightly, looking extremely strained.

However, he still held his hand firmly, and the giant blood-colored skeletal palm in mid-air also suddenly grabbed at Ye Lingyu.

Under the palm of the ‘Blood Bone Saint Venerable’, who was at the Nascent Soul level, Ye Lingyu had no resistance at all and was held in his palm!

“Catch you… I don’t believe your sect master won’t come to rescue you!”

“Sister Ye!”

“No!”

The surrounding disciples of the East Saint Sect changed their expressions in shock!

The red-haired cultivator turned pale with shock. He swept his divine sense and immediately shouted: “Go!”

As he spoke, he did not hesitate to rush south out of Yushui City without hesitation!

That place was just far away from the base of the East Saint Sect.

The remaining four Incense-burning Dao Cultivators also had no hesitation, and also did their best to quickly retreat!

They had no choice but to flee. Didn’t they see that even the trump card of the East Saint Sect couldn’t last for one moment in his hands?

“Damn it, these cowards!”

The disciples of the East Saint Sect looked at the retreating figures of the Incense-burning Dao Cultivators, and immediately cursed through gritted teeth.

However, they also couldn’t just stand by and watch Ye Lingyu being killed while they escaped.

Up in the sky, the trembling of Bai Yu’s figure gradually eased, just as he was preparing to check if Ye Lingyu was dead.

Yet, suddenly, an incredible fluctuation emerged from within his palm.

The previously calm tremor suddenly became intense!

Pulling out all the stops, Bai Yu’s face – the Magic Tool cloaking his face unexpectedly disappeared.

Within the black void of his eye sockets, a glimmer of struggle flickered ambiguously!

Nevertheless, very quickly, Bai Yu had no choice but to bend over, surrendering to the tremors which took hold of his entire body.

Within the next second.

Hum!

A magnificent, awe-inspiringly bright sword-light, stunning the entire Yushui City, shot skywards from the bloody skeletal palm!

The bloody skeletal hand was instantly shattered into bits!

“Class III top-grade magic sword!”

Deep within the East Saint residence, a chilling palace.

An old and ominous voice suddenly rang out, filled with surprise and greed.

In the next moment, a figure stepped out of the palace with a single stride.

When he appeared again, he was already outside the East Saint residence!

With several flashes, he was drawing nearer and nearer to Yushui City.

At the same time.

Above Yushui City, after Bai Yu struck out with that dazzling sword, visible cracks rapidly began to surface on his bloody bones!

Though his face was devoid of any flesh and blood, leaving no traces of expression.

Yet, his gaping jawbone still betrayed his profound shock and terror!

After a moment of silence, he promptly – without any hesitation – turned and stumbled towards the East Saint residence!

Witnessing this breathtaking turn of events, the Qi Refining cultivators from Tianmen Cult instantly scattered.

The disciples of East Saint Sect were completely immersed in the huge impact brought about by Ye Lingyu’s miraculous comeback. They didn’t even have the time to strike out at the Tianmen Cult cultivators.

“Trying to flee?”

These were the first words Ye Lingyu uttered after she appeared.

But in her clear, crisp voice, there was an unmistakable chilling coldness and Evil Qi.

In the next moment, the Class III magic sword in her hands, “Ask Evil”, spontaneously erupted into astonishing radiance, shooting directly from the sword-body and hitting Bai Yu who was fleeing!

The number one Sect cultivators under the Chief Deacon of the Tianmen Cult, apart from the Elders themselves, froze momentarily before falling straight down.

The disciples of East Saint Sect who witnessed this were finally jolted into reaction, surprise erupting into their eyes.

They could not help but cheer.

But their cheers soon caught in their throats.

With horror, they watched as an elderly figure, hands behind his back, came from above.

There wasn’t a single trace of Mana fluctuation from his body, but seeing this figure, they felt an involuntary urge to bow and beg for mercy.

“Golden Core!”

“It’s a Golden Core cultivator!”

Upon seeing the elderly figure, Ye Lingyu’s usually frosty face changed for the first time.

A profound sense of dread!

Without any hesitation, she activated her magic sword the very first instance!

Shoo!

Within a blink of an eye, she flew towards the distance.

“Hmm, if we were both Golden Core, even if only in the early stage, with a Class III top grade magic sword, I might not be able to catch up, but…heh heh.”

The elderly figure watched as Ye Lingyu flew away, but was not in the slightest bit anxious.

He opened his mouth and spat out.

A stream of blood-red radiance shot out after her and directly hit Ye Lingyu’s back!

“Senior Sister Ye!”

Ye Lingyu spat out a mouthful of blood, her whole body wobbling precariously. Even the control of her magic sword seemed compromised, and it wobbled southwards.

The elderly figure saw the situation and smiled with satisfaction.

Immediately after, he was about to step forward to snatch the Class III Magic sword.

But his smile quickly vanished.

Ripples suddenly appeared beside him!

Shortly after, five figures carrying the aura of a Golden Core abruptly stepped out of the ripples, sword-light, Thunder, Pecking…

The eyes of the elderly figure widened instantly, “You…”

However, within that split second, under the combined attack of the five Golden Core cultivators, the elderly figure was blasted into dust before he could even attempt to dodge!

The change in the situation was too abrupt and astonishing, all cultivators who were paying attention to the situation were stunned!

After a brief silence, a roar of rage emanated from within the East Saint residence:

“Ji Lan! You will pay for this!”

Right after Wang Ba lost the Mana support of the bone boat, he immediately pulled a flying magic tool from his Storage Bag, he did everything he could to escape!

It’s too terrifying!

Be it Ye Lingyu or Bai Yu, both their performances had far exceeded Wang Ba’s imagination of Foundation Establishment Competitors.

Despite this, Bai Yu still ended up falling under Ye Lingyu’s sword.

This made Wang Ba immediately sense a strong and dangerous vibe.

Without thinking about the consumption of Mana, he immediately activated the magic tool.

However, the normal flying altitude of a Class I upper grade Magic Tool is quite limited. If it goes any higher, it’s difficult to remain stable under the influence of celestial winds in the sky.

The consumption of Mana also increased at an alarming rate due to the speed.

Feeling the rapid decrease in his Mana, Wang Ba couldn’t help but move closer to the ground.

Eventually, he reluctantly landed at an apparently safer hillside due to exhaustion of Mana.

The only consolation for him was that he was already more than ten miles away from Yushui City at the moment.

“Phew – Although I haven’t fully escaped the danger zone, there should be no immediate danger, after all, it is not necessarily that the Foundation Establishment Competitors would have to kill me…”

Wang Ba couldn’t help but wipe off the nonexistent cold sweat from his forehead.

Then, he froze.

On the shadowed side of the hill, a red-haired cultivator and two Foundation Establishment Competitors were also staring at him, equally frozen.

For a moment, eight eyes met.