Chapter 939: The Old Man Falling Star

Although the eighteen murderous auras were earth-shattering and enough to kill a half-saint in an instant, Sima Qianlong was fearless: "With Fu Yi here, you want to take my life with your little tricks? It's ridiculous!"

Sure enough, Fu Yi just swept lightly, and a gust of dragon scale wind defeated all the eighteen one-yuan murderous auras emitted by Li Hanxue.

The eighteen one-yuan murderous auras collapsed together and turned into gray ordinary murderous auras all over the sky, and quickly disappeared between heaven and earth.

Puff!

Li Hanxue's face turned pale and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Su Xiaoya was worried: "Brother Hanxue, please go."

Li Hanxue was not willing to leave. His eyes were full of madness, and the murderous aura rose up, and it increased again from eighteen, and condensed into twenty-seven one-yuan murderous auras.

This was already Li Hanxue's limit. While he was gathering murderous energy, he was also under the test of murderous energy. Although the Great Wilderness Chaos Body was overbearing, it was injured by Fu Yi after all. At this moment, the twenty-seven one-yuan murderous energy was transformed, and the pressure brought was extremely huge. Li Hanxue seemed a little unbearable, and blood kept pouring out of his body.

"Let him go!"

Li Hanxue had already disregarded everything, gathered all the murderous energy in his palm, and punched out.

"You really overestimated your own ability!" Fu Yi sneered and slapped Li Hanxue with a palm.

The twenty-seven murderous energy collapsed again! Li Hanxue retreated ten feet, and his injuries became more serious.

Sima Qianlong snorted and sneered: "Li Hanxue, don't waste your energy. If I didn't want to spare your life, Fu Yi's means would easily press you to death on the ground. You don't know what's good for you, kneel down and surrender quickly!"

"Don't even think about it!" Li Hanxue gritted his teeth.

Fu Yi sighed: "This farce should end."

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind suddenly blew in the air, and the clean and dark night sky suddenly blew heavy snow.

A cold wind blew towards Li Hanxue's face. Li Hanxue was suddenly startled and saw that Fu Yi's palm had already grabbed his neck.

Fu Yi's ordinary palm became the Five Finger Mountain in Li Hanxue's eyes, boundless and suppressing everything.

Li Hanxue felt a complete sense of powerlessness in his heart. The Great Wilderness Chaos Body bombarded frantically, and the One Yuan murderous aura was whistling away, but these methods could not play the slightest role in front of that big palm.

He just swept over simply, and all of Li Hanxue's magical powers were broken cleanly.

"Master, go!" Su Xun saw this and hurriedly took action, but was shaken by Fu Yi's momentum and could not get close.

"No..."

Li Hanxue's eyes were dark, as if he had lost all his future.

If he was captured and taken to the Tianwu Sect, he would not only be tortured and asked out all his secrets, but he might even be imprisoned in this life prison and never see the light of day again.

At that time, he would be completely finished.

Seeing that Li Hanxue was about to fall into Fu Yi's hands, suddenly a skinny palm stretched out from the crack of the snowy night and stood in front of Fu Yi.

This palm was not huge, only ten feet, more than twice the size of the palm that Fu Yi had conjured up.

Fu Yi frowned and slapped down with his big palm without hesitation.

Bang!

A loud sound that shook the earth resounded around, and Fu Yi's right hand suddenly bounced, and the whole person staggered back three steps before stopping, his face full of shock.

He looked down at his right palm and found that it was already bleeding, but the skinny palm was safe and sound, and even the light had not dimmed at all.

With just this one blow, Fu Yi understood that the opponent's cultivation was definitely not weaker than his, and even better than his.

Sima Qianlong was also very surprised when he saw this. He knew very well what kind of realm Fu Yi was in, but now he suffered a great loss, which was really surprising.

"The small Luoya Empire actually has such a master. Could it be that the master of human connections has come?" Sima Qianlong showed a vigilant look and looked around, but no one appeared.

Fu Yi knew that a master had come, and said solemnly: "Who is the master? Please come out and speak!"

It was silent all around, and Fu Yi shouted again: "Who is the master? Come out and speak!"

In the palace, Nangong Ming smiled and said: "Teacher, shouldn't you go out and take a look?"

Luo Xing shook his head: "No need, I have already warned him, he should understand what I mean."

Fu Yi saw that no one answered, and he was even more afraid.

"Fu Yi, don't hesitate, catch him and leave. This master is hiding in the dark and refuses to come out, so let him hide well." Sima Qianlong said.

Fu Yi also meant this in his heart, and his big hand reached out to Li Hanxue again.

Nangong Ming smiled and said, "Teacher, I'm afraid this person doesn't understand what you mean at all."

The old man Luo Xing frowned slightly, and his body instantly turned into air. Then, above a wide street in Taiya City, an old man in a gray robe floated down.

One foot stepped on Fu Yi's right palm.

Fu Yi suddenly saw a man coming from the sky, and was immediately shocked: "Master!"

Without saying anything, Fu Yi shook his right hand, and his smooth skin was like a beehive, quickly covered with layers of green dragon scales. After reaching three inches in an instant, the whole palm was flashing with green light, looking extremely weird.

At this moment, Fu Yi raised his defense to the limit, because from this old man who suddenly descended, he felt a heart-pounding breath, and he didn't know how long he hadn't tasted this taste.

However, at the moment when the dragon scales were piled up, they all collapsed.

The old man did nothing. He just stepped down. The layers of blue dragon scales that could defend against the Saint Lord's attack actually broke apart piece by piece, turning into flying scales all over the sky, shooting in all directions.

Not only that, Fu Yi's right hand was collapsing and disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye. Like metal, the flesh and blood quickly melted and fell off, revealing the white bones.

The bones also turned into powder in an instant and were blown away by the strong wind.

Fu Yi's arm was stepped off by the old man. After a muffled groan, he quickly dodged ten feet and kept a distance from the old man.

A strong blue holy light filled his right arm, and a brand new arm quickly grew out.

Although the power of the Saint Lord cannot revive the dead, it can make bones white. As long as there is a little flesh and blood left, it can be reborn, but it will cost a lot of life.

Fu Yi's arm was broken, and it also cost some life to repair it, but this injury is nothing to him.

What he really cares about is the gray-haired old man in front of him.

"Who on earth are you?" Fu Yi was filled with shock and stepped on one of his hands. This level of cultivation was too terrifying. He couldn't imagine that such a terrifying person would appear in a barren land like the Luoya Empire.

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