Fairy bestows immortality

"is it?"

"But unfortunately, you will be the one who dies today."

Su Yun smiled dismissively.

He is not in a hurry.

This place is located deep in the mountains, and the nearest group of people are all over 100 kilometers away.

"Check your SOS message. Did you send it out?"

Upon hearing this, Dao Xuan's confident expression faltered.

He discreetly examined the communication jade.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

I hadn't noticed just now, but the patterns within this communication jade were actually malfunctioning, and the message wasn't being transmitted!

He looked at Su Yun with shock and anger, and said, "What did you do?"

The situation is not good now. If we don't get help, it's hard to say who will die!

His eyes flickered, and in a flash, he tried to escape first.

He valued his life and didn't want to fight the two of them head-on. He wanted to find other cultivators to take them down.

However, as he moved, he rushed forward for less than twenty meters when he was stopped with a bang, as if he had crashed into a barrier.

In an instant, a layer of light appeared around the house.

"This is... a formation!"

His face turned ashen, and he looked utterly miserable.

Only then did he realize why the fat man rushed into the house but didn't make a move. It turned out that this kid had secretly set up a formation outside, trapping him here, isolated and helpless.

"Damn boy!"

"You think you can take me by the nose like this?"

He turned around, about to curse angrily, but suddenly saw Su Yun rush into his herb garden house.

"Boy, how dare you!"

His old eyes widened in disbelief. This damned bastard dared to steal the elixir he had cultivated right before his eyes!

He rushed over quickly to stop Su Yun.

However, the fat monk had already rushed forward, his iron pestle slamming down.

"Fatty will play with you!"

The reason the two of them didn't make a move immediately was to wait until the old man had fled far away from the house before they could take the opportunity to collect the remaining spiritual herbs inside.

After all, these are some relatively rare medicinal materials, including some spirit-grade herbs!

Su Yun couldn't bear to destroy it in the upcoming battle.

Dao Xuan finally came to his senses and understood what the two were thinking. He was so angry he was practically fuming.

He was completely led by the nose by the two of them and was constantly being played!

However, when he tried to rush into the house, he was stopped by the fat monk.

"boom!"

The iron pestle unleashed its power, forcing him to dodge.

They could only watch anxiously, unable to get through at all.

"Two damned bastards!"

Dao Xuan was furious and could no longer bear it. He suddenly took out a large sword and clashed with the fat cultivator's iron pestle.

"Qiang!"

The sound of metal clashing, both being high-level spiritual artifacts.

Both of them were thrown backward by the enormous recoil.

The fat monk felt a chill run down his spine, and was filled with astonishment.

This old guy wasn't even using his full strength when he fought him last time, yet he's not weaker than me at all?

However, after the attack, Dao Xuan's eyes flickered uncertainly.

This fat man alone could fight him to a draw, let alone if Su Yun were added to the mix.

He probably won't gain anything at all...

Upon realizing this, he quickly turned his head, grabbed his high-grade spiritual weapon longsword, and slashed fiercely at the array patterns on the ground beside him.

"Buzz!"

The burst of sword light had a grand feel to it, as if it could cleave everything in two, and it emitted a sword-sounding cry that was extremely awe-inspiring.

This is the Mountain-Slaying Saber Technique he cultivated, a low-level (Earth Rank) technique.

Its power is formidable, consisting of nine forms, each stronger than the last. When mastered, it can even shatter a mountain peak with a single strike!

"Old man!"

The fat monk shouted.

This old fellow isn't stupid; he knows to destroy the formation first and then notify the other helpers.

However, he wouldn't give them a chance.

"boom!"

The iron pestle flew out and instantly blocked the burst of sword light.

"Get out of here, Fatty!"

Dao Xuan roared and turned around, intending to shatter the array patterns once more.

"With Fatty here, do you think you can destroy the array?"

The fat monk snorted coldly.

He formed a hand seal, and the phantom of a mountain emerged from his hands, instantly imbuing his entire being with an incomparably heavy aura, full of power.