Time Travel: Unrivaled in the Tang Dynasty

Just as Ye Haoran reached out to pick the Netherworld Flower, a slender black shadow shot out!

Ye Haoran didn't have time to think, he pulled out Xiaobai and swept over. The black shadow actually realized the danger, bent his body, dodged Xiaobai, and bit his thigh!

Only then did he see clearly what it was! It turned out to be a small snake, about one foot long, shiny black, with its mouth wide open revealing two gleaming fangs!

"Little thing, you are trying to sneak attack me!" Ye Hao took a step back and slashed down with his sword!

The little snake was hit by the sword, but it didn't break into two pieces. There was only a trace of sword marks on its dark scales! It rolled over a few times, coiled up again, raised its head, and its round eyes were full of anger!

This little snake seems to have acquired spirituality!

"Don't look at me like that. The treasures of nature belong to the strong. I am stronger than you, you have to admit defeat!" Ye Haoran said as he took out a bottle of pills from his sleeve. It was the bone and muscle pill that Xiuxiu had made for him. He poured out a pill and placed it in the palm of his hand!

"This is compensation for you!"

The little snake looked at the crystal clear pill in Ye Haoran's palm, sniffed it, and its eyes suddenly sparkled! It slowly crawled to his feet, rubbing its head against his feet gently, making a whimpering sound!

This guy can even be shy and act cute!

Ye Haoran threw the pill over, and the little snake raised its head, opened its mouth and swallowed it! It lowered its head and continued to rub! Helplessly, he could only take out another one...

After eating three in a row, the little snake still felt unsatisfied!

"No! You're taking it too far. I want to save it for myself!" He kicked the little snake away and ignored it!

He went forward to pick the Netherworld Flower. Strangely, although the Netherworld Flower felt soft to the touch, it was extremely tough. No wonder it could not decay for a thousand years! There was no other way! Ye Haoran could only use Xiaobai to dig down a one-foot-sized rock directly! Then he smashed the rock, and the Netherworld Flower with its roots and stems entered his sleeves!

"Looking for death! Who dares to steal my Netherworld Flower!" An unpleasant roar was heard!

An old man in a black robe appeared in front of him, his face was wrinkled and his body was hunched, but his blood-red eyes were extremely strange!

Knowing that the person came with bad intentions, Ye Haoran quickly activated the power of the Four Symbols and held the sword across his chest!

"Hand over the Netherworld Flower, and I will leave your body intact!" said the old man in black robe in a hoarse voice!

"Leave your sister alone! I'm going to die, so why should I care whether my body is intact or not!" Ye Haoran cursed and swung his sword with all his strength!

The black-robed old man put too much pressure on him. He might not even have the courage to resist in a moment! He could only strike first!

The old man in black robe showed a trace of contempt on his face, and raised his dry palm gently: "Destroy!"

A powerful spiritual energy condensed into a blood-red palm pressing towards Ye Haoran!

Ye Haoran hurriedly switched from offense to defense, and the long sword stabbed towards the palm with a humming sound!

Puff! Ye Haoran spat out a mouthful of blood, half-knelt on the ground with his sword supporting his body!

"Huh! He's not dead!" the old man in black robe asked puzzledly!

It’s over, I’m afraid I’m going to die here today! Ye Haoran thought to himself!

"Hand over your skills and I will let you go!" The old man in black robe deliberately slowed down his pace and walked towards me step by step!

"I don't trust you!" Even if I die, I won't sit and wait for death! Ye Haoran slowly stood up, and the spiritual energy and spiritual power in his body were running wildly!

"Then go die!" A red light flashed in the black-robed old man's eyes, and an invisible soul force drilled into Ye Haoran's head!

"Brother, be careful, that's Xiaohao's voice!" Ye Haoran's head was buzzing!

"Xiao Hao, are you okay?" Ye Haoran knew that it was Xiao Hao who helped him block the attack!

"Brother, Xiaohao needs to rest for a while!" After that, there was no sound!

While the old man in black robe was stunned, Ye Haoran swung his sword again and flew over to stab. The setback of the soul power attack seemed to have an impact on him as well. When he reacted, the sword was already in front of him!

"Get out!" With a light shout, the old man in black robe fluttered his robe and spiritual energy gushed out like a surging wave!

Puff! Ye Haoran spat out another mouthful of thick blood and was blown away several feet!

Just as the old man in black robe was losing his breath, a white figure appeared behind him, and a green flute suddenly hit his head!