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Rebirth of the Strongest Empress

Chapter 493: Yunxiao Sect Disciple (3)
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“Old bastard! What did you say?!” Senior Sister Yue’s eyes

suddenly became fierce and malicious.

“Nothing. Do me a favor, okay? Don’t find troubles for

Xuanling Sect disciples. Just leave.” The elder waved his

hand.

“A favor? Look at how old you are now. Besides an old

body, what else do you have?” Senior Brother Zhuo

laughed.

“Don’t bother talking to him anymore. Kill him together!”

Senior Sister Yue flew over, and her Martial Qi Level

Three aura was getting more intense.

Ye Qingtang immediately got up and stood in front of

Venerable Wu to protect him.

The Martial breath on Venerable Wu was very weak. He

was just one of the members at the Sword Spirit

Workshop. How could he defend the attack from a

Yunxiao Sect disciple?

“Young people, how dare you to bully an old man! I’m

already half-step into the grave now.” Venerable Wu made

a detour to cross Ye Qingtang and walked towards Senior

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Sister Yue.

“Old bastard, this will be your death!” Senior Sister Yue

shouted angrily. Her palm slapped downwards and a huge

cyan palm shadow came from the void, smashing

downwards.

The huge cyan palm contained unimaginable power, and

it seemed that it could suppress the earth. The ground

under the Venerable Wu’s feet was crushed into pieces by

the power.

However…

The Venerable Wu stood calmly and lifted his right arm

slightly. The pressing Martial breath seemed to evolve

into an ancient demonic beast.

Boom!

After a loud explosion. The huge cyan palm was crushed

and disappeared.

“WHAT?!”

Senior Sister Yue looked at the Venerable Wu in shock.

“Young people, you are too impulsive. Do you not know

how to respect old people? Such a disappointment.” The

Venerable Wu shook his head. He lifted his arm again, and

a strong attractive force pulled Senior Sister Yue forward.

The Venerable Wu clutched her neck and sighed. “Such a

pretty face… Why are you willing to be a thief?”

“Old bastard, how dare you humiliate my Junior Sister?!”

Senior Brother Zhuo shouted and took out a yellow-grade

sword, piercing towards the Venerable Wu.

The force was immense. It was like a wild beast that could

destroy everything.

“Two young people bullying an old man together… Do you

not know what humiliation is?” The Venerable Wu

extended his fingers.

Clank!

The yellow-grade sword was held by Venerable Wu’s two

fingers.

“How is this possible!” Senior Brother was totally shocked.

No matter how much strength he used, he could not

withdraw his weapon.

The Venerable Wu did not leave any reaction time for

Senior Brother Zhuo. His finger pointed at his chest area.

Boom!

Senior Brother Zhuo’s body was like a piece of paper in

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the gust of wind, flying outward.

“You…” Senior Brother Zhuo felt his inner breath, and

blood was flowing everywhere inside his body. His face

was red, and blood ran over from his mouth.

“Enchantment eyes!”

Senior Sister Yue murmured softly, and her eyes suddenly

turned into cyan in color. It seemed that one’s soul could

be enchanted by the eyes, and his mind could be

controlled.

“Enchantment skill?” The Venerable Wu sneered. “Young

girl, I’m old enough to be your grandfather. How dare you

use the enchantment skill on me?”

The Venerable Wu then threw Senior Sister Yue outward.

“Senior Brother Zhuo, the old bastard’s mind power was

too strong. My enchantment skill… could not work on

him,” Senior Sister Yue said and looked at Senior Brother

Zhuo.

“Senior Sister Yue, Senior Brother Zhuo, the old man is

not an ordinary person. We should escape from this place

first. If the Xuanling Sect elders reached the place, it will

be harder for us to leave.” Ning Luo tried to persuade the

two of them.

Senior Brother Zhuo contemplated for a while and

eventually nodded. “Ning Luo is right. We should leave

now.”