C1005 The Celestial Immortal Fled in Defeat

It seemed like Feisong had gained the upper hand in all of this, because his Qi was even sharper than before. However, those cultivator couldn't laugh anymore. This man was actually able to exchange blows with their legendary Old Ancestor. What kind of strength was this? Was he a Heavenly God? Did they dare to mock a Heavenly God? They didn't dare to do so anymore...

"Ah... Ah... Don't..."

" Stop... "

"Old Ancestor, save me..." Jianlan and the others rushed forward. The faces of the fiercest of them all turned pale. They started fleeing frantically, but there was no way for them to escape.

Some of them unleashed their magical weapons to attack, while others joined the formation to attack. However, all of them were useless. Wherever Jianlan and the others passed by, everything was crushed. They were terrified. They regretted it. They wanted to ask the Sky Immortal for help. However, they didn't have the time to care about what they thought was invincible. Why would they care about them?

Miserable screams rang out continuously. They had also seen that the Celestial Immortal had actually been stopped. They had begged for mercy, and no longer had the slightest bit of arrogance left in them. However, Jianlan and the others were still in a bad mood. Besides, their boss was still fighting above. It was all because of these guys that they were filled with resentment. They attacked without mercy.

"Retreat, let's retreat..." Some of them didn't shout out to kill anymore. They were shocked by Zuo Yu. A single glance was enough to suppress all of them. This was the means of a Heavenly Immortal. Therefore, even if the Heavenly Immortals on their side really came, they wouldn't dare to participate. They had already regretted it before. They didn't want to regret it again. There were also some who were rational.

These people retreated in a panic. They didn't go to help those guys who were screaming. They were afraid that they would cause a misunderstanding. Jianlan and the others didn't kill these people either.

Miserable screams could be heard from below. No one dared to curse anymore.

On top of them, the intense battle was still going on. Zuo Yu and Feisong's silhouettes flickered and separated in an instant.

A loud boom was heard. Everyone turned to look at each other.

Feisong's face was pale and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. He had to retreat a long distance before he could regain his balance. He was still at a disadvantage. Zuo Yu had only taken two steps back before he could regain his balance. His complexion didn't change at all.

For a moment, the cultivator's face became even paler, especially the one who had shouted the loudest. Each and every one of them was terrified. This result was unacceptable to them.

"Haha, boss is mighty..." Jianlan and the others burst into laughter.

"Damn it! This kid is so fierce! I have to work hard as well!" little cheap dragon muttered.

"We have to work hard." Huangyue also nodded in agreement.

Feisong's eyes were cold as he stared at Zuo Yu. His killing intent intensified. "Good, very good. You have successfully angered me."

With a soft hum, a flying sword appeared in Feisong's hand. "This is the flying sword that I used when I was exploring the Heaven Realm. It has been a hundred thousand years since I last touched it. Remember the last time I used it was when I killed a heaven and earth devil. You have the right to die under this sword. " Old Ancestor Feisong said in a cold voice.

"Haha! Come on, it's time for me to show you my martial arts." Zuo Yu burst into laughter. Speaking of which, he had reached this level ever since he started cultivating the Desolate Martial Arts. He had really never fought with anyone. Those opponents from before were simply unable to let him fight recklessly. In the beginning, he was still not very familiar with it. But now, he had completely let it go. He had the conviction to be invincible.

Zuo Yu lunged forward with a step. His Qi was soaring. 'I am invincible.'

"You're courting death!" Feisong's face turned gloomy. His flying sword whistled and lunged forward as well.

Buzz! The flying sword moved, full of killing intent. This was the world of swords, the world of slaughter. Its Qi could destroy the heavens and earth, causing everyone below to tremble in fear. little cheap dragon and the others were also looking at it seriously, feeling somewhat nervous.

Zuo Yu's facial expression didn't change. He lunged forward. He didn't even have the ability to release his domain. However, as he charged forward, his battle intent became stronger and stronger. A powerful domain was formed around him. This was the domain of the Desolate Martial Path.

The two domains collided intensely, but Zuo Yu remained calm. He didn't purposely release his domain, so naturally, he didn't care. He only had his target in his eyes, and only his opponent.

Zuo Yu dashed forward in a flash, facing countless sword shadows. Zuo Yu's Desolate Martial Body charged forward, as if he was taking a stroll in the courtyard. He wasn't obstructed at all. His Desolate Martial Body contained ten thousand Dao, which naturally included the Sword Dao. These Sword Dao were very powerful, and they were filled with the coldness of slaughter. However, it was very difficult for them to harm him, and they even fused into his body quite a bit. This was all natural. It was as if he was immune to Dao techniques. Of course, this was also Feisong's Dao technique...

Zuo Yu's eyes lit up. He raised his fist and threw it at Daoist Feisong. The flying sword that was full of killing intent was also thrown at Daoist Feisong.

Feisong's expression was gloomy. He let out a cold snort and changed his technique once again.

High in the sky, there was chaos. Nothing could be seen clearly. There was a domain covering it, as if it was another world. Only the muffled sounds of collisions could be heard.

At this moment, everyone was looking at the sky. It was silent. Even Jianlan and the others had stopped. Looking at all this, they had confidence in their boss. Those cultivator were staring at him anxiously. The moment that decided their fate had arrived...

All of a sudden, just as they raised their heads to look, a rumbling sound came from the sky. It was as if the sky had split apart, and then the entire domain dissipated.

Following that, a figure was sent flying. That figure was a bit old. He was covered in blood. Then, he spat out another mouthful of blood. It was none other than Daoist Feisong. As for his flying sword, it had already been broken into two pieces and fell to the ground.

When Zuo Yu stood there, his hair was fluttering in the wind. He looked like an undefeatable war god.

Hiss! The faces of the cultivator Faction turned deathly pale. All of them sucked in a breath of cold air. They were completely terrified and powerless. They couldn't accept this result. They were incomparably shocked.

Feisong looked at Zuo Yu, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes. Then, without saying another word, he turned around and left. With a single step, he fled to the horizon, and disappeared without a trace.

Zuo Yu glanced at him, but didn't chase after him. He was actually injured, but it wasn't serious. Furthermore, he could feel that Feisong's injuries weren't that serious. If he wanted to kill his opponent, he would need to fight for a long time. Who knew if this veteran Heavenly Immortal had any other trump cards? Wuhen and the others were still present. Since his opponent had already retreated, there was no need for that. Speaking of which, they didn't have any great enmity between life and death, but there was no need for them to kill all of them.

Given his strength, it wouldn't be easy for him to kill a Heavenly Immortal. Zuo Yu knew it in his heart.

Zuo Yu was having fun fighting. This old man probably wouldn't dare to attack them anymore.