Chapter 201 Never Say Defeat

Night gradually descended. From last night to now, Wu Aotian was like a statue, sitting motionless on a towering tree for more than twenty hours.

At this time, Wu Aotian's eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened, and a sharp light flashed through his eyes: "I have always been hiding my breath. How could the people in the Yunmen find this? Is it to assassinate the two witnesses?" As a result, just as he was confused about this, he found that these two practitioners with great cultivation did not assassinate the two witnesses, but went straight toward his home.

Seeing this scene, Wu Aotian immediately realized that his identity might have been exposed, otherwise the other party would not have come to the door directly. Although he was very puzzled about how the other party found him, he released his spiritual sense and rushed towards the two monks.

Feng Yunzi felt the spiritual energy in the paradise community, his face changed slightly, and he sighed to the middle-aged man standing beside him: "Master! Although the spiritual energy here is not strong, it is definitely a blessed place for cultivation in the secular world. It seems that this mysterious practitioner should be hiding here."

"Indeed! Although the spiritual energy here is not as good as our mountain gate station, as long as a spirit gathering array is placed here, I believe that the spiritual energy condensed here is definitely not weaker than our Yunmen. Unfortunately, this great blessed land has been completely ruined by these hateful real estate developers." The middle-aged man felt the spiritual energy around him that made him extremely comfortable, and felt sorry that the environment here was destroyed by real estate development.

After receiving the call from Wu Heping, Feng Yunzi had already determined that Wu Aotian was the mysterious cultivator. However, because of the divine consciousness in the Blood Shadow Message, Feng Yunzi and his master both believed that Wu Aotian's cultivation was definitely not inferior to them. If he wanted to successfully take Wu Aotian, he could only use sneak attacks. So at this time, he said to the middle-aged man: "Master! Although we haven't seen that Wu Aotian yet, it is probably not easy for him to cultivate such a high level in such an environment. Of course, I believe that no matter how powerful Wu Aotian's cultivation is, he is definitely not your opponent to Master. However, I am worried that there may be other people behind this person, so for the sake of safety, we should still use sneak attacks."

When the middle-aged man heard Feng Yunzi's suggestion, he thought carefully for a while, and finally nodded in agreement. The two of them put away their spiritual sense at the same time and touched Wu Aotian's home. However, when they had just walked downstairs of Wu Aotian's home, they suddenly felt a spiritual sense coming to the two of them from afar.

When they discovered this provocative spiritual sense, Feng Yunzi and the middle-aged man's faces changed slightly. They believed that as long as they put away their spiritual sense, the other party would never find him. As a result, they discovered him as soon as they approached the other party. With this, they could determine that the other party's cultivation was definitely above them. If one of them arrived here at this time, they would definitely turn their heads and escape from here immediately. However, they believed that although the other party's cultivation was higher than theirs, they would definitely not be much higher. With the cultivation of the two, they could definitely defeat the other party, so at this time, the two of them released their spiritual sense almost at the same time and counterattacked towards the spiritual sense from afar.

Three spiritual senses that were invisible to the naked eye collided over the forest park, without a trace of sound, but an invisible wave of air formed quickly at this time. The trees under the waves kept making crackling sounds. The towering trees broke branches due to the destructive power of the waves, and countless leaves and branches were flying all over the sky with the waves.

After the three spiritual senses met, they soon separated again. Feng Yunzi and the middle-aged man and Wu Aotian's first confrontation ended in an instant, but the area centered on the air waves turned into no grass. The originally dense towering trees disappeared at this moment, turning into a ground floor as big as two football fields.

"What a strong spiritual sense, no wonder they died here. A young man was able to cultivate such a high level of cultivation at this age. If there was not a very strong sect behind him, it would mean that there was a treasure hidden in him, so he must take him down tonight no matter what." The moment the middle-aged man took back his spiritual sense, he immediately showed a shocked expression on his face, and looked incredibly at the direction where Wu Aotian was. He secretly made up his mind that no matter how much the price he paid today, he must take Wu Aotian, otherwise what they did would definitely cause a disaster for the Yunmen to destroy the family.

During the first confrontation, the other party had a certain understanding of Wu Aotian's cultivation, and Wu Aotian also became solemn about the behavior of the visitor. If it were just a Fengyunzi, he believed that he would definitely be able to keep Fengyunzi here forever easily, but the monk who came with Fengyunzi was the highest cultivation level among the monks he had encountered since he entered the world.

With Wu Aotian's cultivation level, it is indeed unpredictable who will die when he confronted the middle-aged man head-on. Now that there is another storm, the situation is undoubtedly quite bad for him. However, although he is on the weak side at this time, Wu Aotian's dictionary only has the four words "Never Say the Win" in Wu Aotian's dictionary. Even though he knew that the final failure would probably be himself, he still shouted angrily, and a sound wave with a wave of destruction of the world rushed towards the two people approaching him.

Sensing the destructive aura contained in the air wave, the middle-aged man who was walking quickly on the branches suddenly stopped. An extremely fancy umbrella appeared in his hand at some point. He opened the umbrella and quickly rotated with the tip of the umbrella towards the invisible air wave from far to near.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" After several consecutive loud bangs, the middle-aged man's body involuntarily took a few steps back because of this powerful impact force. However, the ancient trees in front of the middle-aged man were not so lucky. The energy generated by the air waves was like the destructive power generated when a bomb exploded. For a moment, the mountains collapsed and the earth broke, the sun and the moon were gone, and all the trees around him were uprooted. If someone saw this scene at this time, he would definitely mistakenly think that the end of the world was coming.

Since a middle-aged man was in front of him, Feng Yunzi didn't have to worry about being hurt by Wu Aotian's attack. At this time, a long sword appeared in his hand and threw it into the sky. While his hand was constantly changing various movements, he shouted: "Do it!"

When Feng Yunzi's voice fell, the long sword in the sky quickly divided into two, then divided into four, and finally divided into eight. At this time, Feng Yunzi's finger pointed in the direction where Wu Aotian was, and the eight long swords rushed towards Wu Aotian with a dragon roar.

Facing the eight sharp swords that were flying, Wu Aotian could clearly feel the murderous aura on the sword's edge. However, Feng Yunzi's cultivation was much lower than him after all. Wu Aotian did not take these eight sharp swords seriously. What he really valued was the middle-aged man who stopped his first wave of attacks just now. So at this time, Wu Aotian took out a blue-black long sword very casually, and danced slowly. For a moment, the lightning flashed, "Ding! Ding! Ding!..." After several consecutive sounds, the eight long swords immediately broke and fell into the grass.

These eight long swords were refined by Feng Yunzi with his own essence and blood, and were controlled by his natal soul. The moment the sword was cut off, his natal soul was undoubtedly greatly damaged. "Puff!" A stream of blood spurted out from Feng Yunzi's mouth. He reached out to cover his chest and involuntarily took a few steps back. His originally rosy face instantly turned particularly pale.

Just as Wu Aotian easily cut off Feng Yunzi's eight long swords, the bright moon in the sky gradually lost its luster, and a dark cloud floated above Wu Aotian's head at this moment. A gust of wind rushed towards Wu Aotian with a cold breath. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky and shot towards Wu Aotian.

When Wu Aotian was fighting with Feng Yunzi, Wu Aotian was actually always paying attention to the middle-aged man in the distance who really threatened his life. Therefore, when he saw the middle-aged man sacred a wind banner, he was particularly vigilant. So when he saw the lightning with the breath of death slashing towards him, his figure flashed and disappeared immediately within the range of the lightning attack.

However, the middle-aged man realized from the sound wave attack before Wu Aotian that Wu Aotian's cultivation level was slightly higher than him. If he didn't attack with all his strength, the person who died in the end was probably him. Therefore, when he ordered Feng Yunzi to attack with his full strength, he tried to use his natal magic weapon to sneak attack Wu Aotian.

Seeing that the sneak attack was not successful, the middle-aged man was undoubtedly very tired, but his natal magic weapon was not just an ordinary weapon. Although Wu Aotian successfully escaped the first attack, the second lightning flashed immediately behind Wu Aotian.

Wu Aotian didn't expect the second wave of attack to come so quickly, but he couldn't avoid it. A current and a severe pain spread throughout his body through his back, making him feel sweet in his throat and blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth.

This attack undoubtedly caused Wu Aotian to be seriously injured, and the third lightning followed closely at this time. At this time, Wu Aotian knew very well that if he was hit by lightning again, he would become a lamb to be slaughtered. Therefore, he quickly took out a mirror from the Qiankun ring and quickly blocked him in front of him.
Chapter completed!