Chapter 230: It's a pity that he didn't die
The appearance of the Wu clan is peculiar, and there is also an ancient inheritance, just like the great sage of the demon clan, the Wu clan also has a Wu ancestor, with high mana, far beyond the ordinary Dao Immortals, under the Wu ancestor, there are four kinds of priests of the scorching sun, the dark moon, the Xuan realm, and the yellow flag, these four types of priests are also considered to be four realms, the scorching sun is the strongest, and the dark moon is second, and the Xuan Realm is naturally far inferior to the first two realms, as for the yellow flag, it is the most general priest.
In recent years, because of some things, there has been friction between the Wu clan and the human race in the Red Flame Mountain Realm, so Yang Ke will come here to seek military merits during this period, and before that, with the help of the guards, he killed a Wu Clan's Xuan Realm-level priest, which naturally made Yang Ke swell to the extreme.
You must know that the Xuan Realm level is already close to that of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, or a Divine Guan Realm master's cultivation, no matter what, Yang Ke's ability to kill it shows that he is indeed extraordinary.
The men and women of the Wu clan are extremely tall, and the height of the human race is seven feet or eight feet, and there are occasionally strong men of nine feet, but the Wu clan is all more than nine feet tall, and some even reach one zhang, which is like a giant. In addition, the Wu clan is physically strong and powerful, and the population of the Wu clan is far less than that of the human race, otherwise if there are really tens of millions, the general trend of the world may not belong to the human race.
Yang Ke killed at this moment, and there were dozens of Wu warriors who died under his sword, and at this moment, a Wu clan man with a height of more than one zhang appeared in the distance.
This Wu tribe is dressed in feathered animal skin clothes, holding a black dragon staff of nine skeletons, with three eyes on the head, thick hands and feet, and it is different from ordinary Wu people at first glance.
When Yang Ke saw this Wu people, he was in good spirits.
"This must be an important person of the Wu Clan, okay, I really have the luck of heaven, God will help me, haha, I will kill this Wu Clan today, and the credit will be greater. ”
Thinking of this, Yang Ke immediately did not hesitate, raised his sword and rode his horse, and rushed towards the Wu clansman.
When the two masters who personally protected Yang Ke saw it, their brows jumped at the moment, and the master of cultivation who had reached the peak of the Divine Pass immediately said: "Childe, it seems that the Wu clan is not simple." ”
Yang Ke didn't reply: "It's not simple, it's right, if it's an ordinary witch clan, this son is too lazy to kill." ”
Obviously, Yang Ke is extremely confident, and he also has the ability to be confident.
The two guards glanced at each other, both of them looked helpless, obviously, they had no way to restrain Yang Ke, they could only do their best to protect, at this time, the martial arts master immediately rode a horse to follow, and the magic cultivator was ready to cast a spell, the two of them, not to kill the enemy, but to protect Yang Ke existed.
They have been here for a year, and they have encountered dozens of large and small station incidents, it can be said that they have been used to it, for such a long time, it is true that they have not encountered a particularly powerful master, the Xuanjing priest last time, is an extremely powerful enemy, but with the assistance of Yang Ke's two major guards, he still died in the hands of Yang Ke.
At this moment, Chu Xian's Wu Clan master seemed to be not much different from the Xuan Realm priest last time, whether it was Yang Ke or his guards, they all regarded the other party as another Wu Xuan Realm priest.
Yang Ke's speed is extremely fast, the horse under his crotch is strong, and in the collision, ordinary Wu warriors can't resist it at all.
In a matter of moments, Yang Ke was in front of the tall Wu clan.
"The witch barbarians are killed. Yang Ke used his swordsmanship at this moment, and the sword was like meteoric iron, with red flames, and he directly slashed through it with a floating light sword style.
The innate peak of martial arts cultivation gives Yang Ke's sword an unrivaled might, not to mention a person, even a boulder can be split with a sword.
Yang Ke's sword, even in the eyes of the martial arts master behind him, is remarkable, at least he can't find anything wrong.
"Childe is not a grandson of the immortal family, it is really extraordinary, a move of floating light and sword shadow, even if I use it, it is nothing more than that. "The Martial Dao Grandmaster understands that even if the other party is a priest of the Wu Clan's Xuanjing, he will have to be seriously injured under this move, and may even die directly.
So he didn't step forward to help, but dealt with the surrounding Wu clan warriors, so as not to let these Wu clan warriors form a circle, and the martial arts master made a move, which was naturally extraordinary, and one move and one style could cause great damage.
It's just that in the next moment, something unexpected happened to him, Yang Ke's move was actually caught by the Wu Clansman with one hand.
The other party didn't even use the Nine Skulls Black Dragon Staff in his hand, he just relied on his hand and took Yang Ke's trick.
The Martial Arts Grandmaster's pupils shrank instantly.
"It's not good, Childe retreat!"
This martial arts master saw that something was wrong, and immediately stepped forward, he saw clearly just now that there was a layer of energy in the single hand of this witch clan, and the power that erupted at that moment was far beyond the innate one, and even more powerful than himself.
The martial arts master is extremely fast, and he is also trying to protect his son, so he suddenly jumped up from the horse, flew over, and the spear in his hand turned into dozens of cold rays, each of which was like a meteor spear rain, almost including the opponent's body up and down, no matter who it was, it was impossible to dodge.
Before the spear arrived, the sharp wind was already forcing over, and the original intention of the martial arts master was to force the other party back, but he didn't expect that the Wu clan was not going to deal with Yang Ke from the beginning.
The other party's target is him.
In an instant, a phantom seemed to emerge from the Wu clan's body, and a momentum burst out, not only breaking the Martial Dao Grandmaster's attack, but also raising his hand to sweep it, and he would send the Martial Dao Grandmaster flying.
This Wu clan is more than a zhang tall, and the nine skulls black dragon staff in his hand is longer, and this time he swept over, which is enough to open the mountain, and the martial arts master was swept away, and immediately vomited blood and was seriously injured.
The Wu clan man Sen Sen smiled, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and the next moment, listening to the sound of fried beans, the figure of the Wu clan actually skyrocketed a few feet, and the figure was actually approaching two feet.
From afar, it looks like a giant.
Then a spell was recited, and he saw that on the bone staff in his hand, there were actually a few skeleton monsters like monkeys lying down, the speed was extremely fast, and they directly pounced on the martial arts master and bit them, these little skeleton fingers were like knives, even if the martial arts master had the strength to protect the body, but they were quickly divided on the spot.
A martial arts master was so easily killed, coupled with the sudden change in the body shape of this witch clan, Yang Ke was directly frightened.
He had seen a lot of killings, but he hadn't encountered the situation today.
He reacted, it was a trap.
A trap for him.
The other party seemed to be deliberately hiding his strength before, until he came to attack, which was like lifting the camouflaged sheepskin and revealing his fangs.
At this moment, Yang Ke no longer had the confidence he had before, nor did he have that kind of arrogant words, and he couldn't even stand in front of this two-foot tall Wu Clan giant.
In the distance, the sound of breaking the air was heard.
"Good opportunity!" Yang Ke knew that it must be another of his guards casting spells, and the other guard was a master of the Divine Pass Realm, especially good at driving flying swords.
The other party's technique, he has seen, can drive up to hundreds of flying swords, and no one can survive wherever he passes.
The next moment, the Dao Dao Flying Sword was like a phantom, piercing through the air.
The Wu Clan giant laughed again, Yang Ke saw at this moment, the other party seemed to have countless scales on his body, protecting the whole body, and the next moment, the flying sword was killed, the clanging sound continued, and the sparks flew everywhere, but none of the swords could pierce the scales and hurt the Wu Clan giant.
Yang Ke knew that this was an opportunity, and wanted to retreat at the moment, but the witch giant suddenly reached out and grabbed a flying sword.
The flying sword is three feet and seven inches long, but in the hands of the Wu giant, like a toothpick, two fingers are gently pinched, and it snaps in response, at the same time, the Wu giant seems to have used some kind of witchcraft, and when he opened his mouth, a stream of green gas gushed out, and the two severed swords were immediately corroded and turned into sand.
At the same time, the magic cultivation of the Shenguan Dacheng realm in the distance was like a heavy blow, the whole body shook, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and there was a look of horror in his eyes: "This is the Witch Clan's Immortal Moon Priest, Childe, go quickly......"
The last few words could not be spoken, because this spell was practiced by witchcraft, and the whole person was slowly petrified, and then was hit by a stray arrow, shattering into a cloud of sand and gravel.
The Immortal Moon Priest has a very high status in the Wu Clan, which is equivalent to the overhaul of the Human Race's Law Body Realm, or a Martial Saint, with such a strong man, Yang Ke naturally can't escape, and in this battle, the Holy Dynasty will definitely lose this time.
Victory and defeat are common, but this time, it quickly alarmed the state capital, because among the people who had an accident, there was Yang Ke.
Yang Zhenqing, the crown prince and master, was furious when he found out, and immediately came to Chiyan Mountain to find his grandson, Yang Zhenqing is one of the few Dao immortals in the Holy Dynasty, and his magic is so strong that he can almost represent the top existence of the Holy Dynasty, he naturally has the means to know whether his grandson is dead or alive.
Obviously, Yank is not dead.
But it is not on the battlefield of Red Flame Mountain, it should be taken away and brought into the hinterland of the Wu Clan.
Yang Zhenqing stood in the air, looking at the land of the Wu clan in the distance, but his expression was hesitant, at this time, a streamer flew in and landed beside him.
"Lord Zhongshu, are you here to see the old man's jokes?" Yang Zhenqing didn't look back, and his voice was full of anger.
The person who flew in was like an immortal, but he stepped on the clouds, shook his head and said: "I just came to tell Master Taishi that the Wu Clan has just given birth to the thirteenth Wu Ancestor, and if Lord Taishi wants to lead a war, the Shoufu Pavilion will not agree." ”
Yang Zhenqing was stunned for a moment, and his face was shocked: "Wu clan, there are thirteen witch ancestors?"
After speaking, he gritted his teeth, and the immortal energy in his body seemed to be burning, and that kind of momentum was enough to collapse the mountains and steam the sea.
But the prince and master of the Holy Dynasty are not ordinary people after all, after a while, his momentum weakened, and Xiao Yu next to him saw it, and said: "If the Wu clan arrests people or not, there must be conditions, as long as it is not excessive, Xiao will agree at the cabinet meeting." ”
Yang Zhenqing's voice was low: "Then, I have thanked Master Zhongshu first." ”
After speaking, he took another look at the vast territory of the Wu Clan, then turned his head and resolutely returned to the land of Jingzhou.
The defeat of Chiyan Mountain and the capture of Yang Ke are extremely secretive, and ordinary people naturally don't know about them, and even in officialdom, few people know about them.
Southern Xinjiang Prefecture, the prison of the state capital, Chu Xian stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the moonlight outside the iron fence, with a look of lamentation on his face, and seemed to be in a very bad mood.
The guard who saw his expression before said that this Lord Chu was worried about himself, after all, as long as the situation is verified, not only will the official position not be kept, but I am afraid that he will be imprisoned, and if the circumstances are serious, I am afraid that he will lose his life.
It's just that if they are beside Chu Xian, they can hear Chu Xian muttering to himself.
"It's a pity that I'm not dead!"