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Chapter 2013 The Tribulation-Crossing Powerhouse Takes Action

"snort!"

Suddenly, a heavy cold snort sounded.

The moment the cold snort sounded, an extremely powerful sense of oppression instantly hit, covering everyone present, making people almost suffocate.

Soon a gray figure appeared in front of Mei Shengxue, and he waved out a large frost flower, which condensed into a huge ice fist and faced the falling Wuhui Blade.

"Bang!"

The huge ice fist collided with Wuhui Daomang, instantly shattering it into pieces.

Qin Yu immediately let out a muffled groan, feeling his chest was surging, his body swaying uncontrollably, and he stumbled back seven or eight steps before he managed to stand still.

A master in the late stage of Hedao?!

Although Qin Yu did not have the cultivation level to sweep towards the opponent, with that blow just now, he was definitely at the late stage of Hedao, or even at the peak of Hedao.

"Master!"

Mei Shengxue looked at the gray figure standing in front of him and suddenly let out an exclamation.

It turned out that the person who came to the rescue was Mei Shengxue's master, the great elder of Xueyue Pavilion, and Mu Jie of the ninth level of Hedao.

Mu Jie did not look back at Mei Shengxue, but said in an extremely cold voice: "Shengxue, you just want to lose in one battle, why should you give up on yourself? You just haven't learned what your teacher taught you."

As he spoke, Mu Jie glanced at Qin Yu, took a step forward, and shouted: "You have broken through Shengxue's dark prison space and shadow invisibility continuously. I want to learn your clever tricks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Jie waved countless frost flowers again, and it was a huge ice fist.

The moment the ice fist condensed, it hit Qin Yu at an extremely fast speed with a terrifying sense of oppression.

"Oops!"

Qin Yu's eyes suddenly shrank, revealing a look of horror.

He could see that Mu Jie did not use all his strength, but even if he used half of his true energy at the ninth level of Hedao, it was not something he could compete with.

"Annihilation without Regrets Knife!"

In a hurry, Qin Yu didn't have time to think carefully, and swung the soul-eating knife again and struck out with the regretless sword light.

"Bang!"

Wuhui's sword light collided with the huge ice fist, which only slowed down the speed of the ice fist and collapsed into pieces in the next moment.

Even Wuhui's sword light can't block the ice fist attack, let alone other sword styles.

Qin Yu had no other choice but to wield the soul-eating knife and continuously strike out with the annihilation cracking killing knife, using all his strength to weaken the power of the ice fist to the minimum limit.

"Boom!"

The huge ice fist quickly shattered the black sword light and hit Qin Yu firmly.

Qin Yu was knocked out like a cannonball and fell directly to a place five hundred meters away. He spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, his face was as pale as paper, and he suffered serious injuries.

"Brother Qin!"

Mo Yunqing suddenly broke away from Qingying's hand, ran over quickly, and held Qin Yu in her arms.

Qingying also ran over at this time and quickly took out the pill for Qin Yu to take.

"Boy, don't worry, I won't kill you."

After Mu Jie knocked Qin Yu away with an ice fist, he put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "I will keep your life until my disciples come to kill you in the future."

After saying that, Mu Jie turned to look at Mei Shengxue and said, "Shengxue, let's go."

Mu Jie and Mei Shengxue flew into the sky towards a flying magic weapon parked high in the sky.

Everyone at the scene immediately realized that the reason why Mu Jie did not kill Qin Yu was to allow Mei Shengxue to take revenge.

Otherwise, Mu Jie's cultivation at the ninth level of Hedao would be more than enough to kill Qin Yu.

"snort!"

Just when everyone thought this was the end of the matter, there was suddenly another cold snort.

Compared with Mu Jie's cold snort, this cold snort was full of endless power. Even the ground shook suddenly, as if it caused a small earthquake.

"call!"

Under the incredulous gazes of everyone, a huge fist of true energy suddenly appeared and shot towards the figures of Mu Jie and Mei Shengxue.

The moment everyone saw this huge Zhen Yuan fist, their hearts trembled.

True Yuan Giant Fist?

Could it be that a strong person in the Tribulation Stage took action?

"boom!"

The giant fist of Zhenyuan hit Mu Jie on the back in an instant, knocking him out of the air and falling like a cannonball.

With a loud rumbling sound, Mu Jie's body hit the ground, creating a large crater with a radius of dozens of feet.

"Master!"

Mei Shengxue exclaimed, rushed into the pit and helped Mu Jie up.

At this time, Mu Jie didn't look as arrogant and arrogant as before. The luxurious elder's clothes on his body were stained with mud, his face was green and white, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes looking at Qin Yu were filled with horror.

color.

"As a senior at the ninth level of Hedao, you actually ignored your status and attacked a junior from Huanhai. How unbecoming of you!"

An old scolding voice sounded from the crowd.

Everyone turned to look at the speaker, their expressions suddenly changed, and they spread out like sea water at low tide.

Qin Yu endured his injuries and looked at the visitor, his eyes brightening involuntarily.

The person who spoke for him turned out to be the old man in gray at the auction.

Qin Yu didn't know the identity of the old man in gray clothes, but he knew that his cultivation level was unfathomable.

"Senior Xianji!"

After Qingying saw the old man in gray, her pretty face revealed a look of surprise.

Qingying knew very well that if the old man in gray took action, it meant that Qin Yu would be saved, and no one could kill him.

Only then did Qin Yu know that the old man in gray was named Xianji, and he was an expert in the period of transcending tribulation.

Xianji put his hands behind his back, slowly walked out of the crowd, and soon came to Qin Yu's side.

He cast approving glances at Qin Yu, raised his head to look at Mu Jie and Mei Shengxue, whose faces were ashen, and said coldly: "I already told you at the auction that I will give up the moon silkworm clothes to this young man.

Brother, you still dare to rob, are you not taking my words seriously?"

"No... junior dare not..."

No matter how arrogant and conceited Mei Shengxue was, she did not dare to breathe when facing Xian Ji who was in the stage of transcending the tribulation.

Xianji did not embarrass Mei Shengxue too much, but glared at Mu Jie and said coldly: "And you, as the great elder of Xueyue Pavilion and a strong man on the ninth level of Hedao, you don't care about your elders at all.

How unbecoming is it to arbitrarily interfere in the disputes between the younger generations!"

"The junior has realized his mistake and will not dare to do it again in the future. Please forgive me, senior!"

Mu Jie forced himself to calm down, clasped his hands towards Xian Ji and bowed deeply.

"Go away."

Xianji didn't seem to want to embarrass Mu Jie too much. After seeing him apologize, he waved his hand impatiently, as if to ward off annoying flies.

"Junior, please take your leave now!"

Mu Jie dared to stay any longer, saluted Xianji again, and then left the scene with Mei Shengxue dejectedly.

Compared with the previous situation where Mu Jie seriously injured Qin Yu with a punch and left with Mei Shengxue Ao forcefully, he looked so embarrassed now, it was simply a joke.

The Xueyue Pavilion disciples in the crowd also left quietly.

Qin Yu's injury improved after taking the elixir. He quickly stood up and came to Xian Ji. He bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Xian, for saving me just now. I am very grateful to you."

"Eh?!"

When he saw Qin Yu standing in front of him, Xianji couldn't help but show surprise:

"You took an ice punch with 60% of your true energy from that old boy Mu Jie, and you can still stand up?"
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