Chapter 1488: Master Yao's Divine Power

"Senior, there seems to be some movement outside. Should we go out and take a look?"

In the cabin, Yu Guzi asked aloud.

When the pirates attacked just now, Yu Guzi had already noticed it, but Ye Chunyang didn't say anything, and he didn't go out without permission.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter, don't worry about it."

Ye Chunyang didn't even raise his head. After saying something calmly, he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Seeing this, Yu Guzi was indifferent and continued to stay outside respectfully.

…

At this time, outside the cabin, the old man surnamed Yao walked out with a cane and a slight smile. He looked trembling, but he had a sharp aura.

"Master Yao, you are here!"

Seeing the old man named Yao appear, Zhang Zhiyuan was overjoyed and hurriedly greeted him with a salute.

The old man surnamed Yao waved his hand nonchalantly and calmly looked at Xiaoshan, the Blood Slaughterer opposite.

"Who are you?"

Xiaoshan looked at the old man surnamed Yao and found that he was also a master of the Taoist realm, and his pupils narrowed slightly.

"I, Yao Shengjing of Qingchun Mountain, have long admired the name of fellow Taoist Xiao Xiao. I am passing through this place on my way to Lingshan Island, so I would like to ask you to make it convenient for me to prevent you and me from becoming enemies." The old man surnamed Yao said with a faint smile.

"I have traveled across the sea and have never set foot in Zhongzhou. I don't know what Qingchun Mountain Qingxia Mountain is."

Xiaoshan stared at the old man surnamed Yao for a while, licked his lips and said with a smile: "For the sake of your Excellency, you are also in the Daoji realm, please don't interfere in this matter, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind."

"Haha, if it were in the past, I would never have interfered, but now only this mortal caravan can take me to Lingshan Island. Besides, I have already agreed to be their sacrifice, how can I break my promise?"

The old man surnamed Yao did not expect that Xiaoshan would not sell his face at all, but he did not take it seriously and still said calmly.

"Your Excellency, have you decided to meddle in other people's business?" Xiaoshan's eyes suddenly darkened.

"If fellow Taoist Xiao Xiao retreats on his own, I will naturally have no intention of intervening." The old man surnamed Yao said.

"Hahaha……"

Xiaoshan raised his head and laughed wildly, as if he had heard a very funny joke. He looked at the old man surnamed Yao with a playful look, "You are very serious. You and I are between brothers in cultivation, but you are alone, but you are hundreds of thousands of years old." People, what are you fighting with me for?"

When these words came out, Zhang Zhiyuan's face changed, and he looked at the old man surnamed Yao solemnly.

Xiao Shan is right. They are just a group of mortals with no power. Facing the Taoist cultivators, they can only wait for death. Although the old man surnamed Yao has a high level of cultivation, after all, there is only one person. How can he resist these hundreds of tough people? scholar?

Moreover, these pirates are familiar with the terrain. Once they hide, they are untraceable and difficult to detect.

When Zhang Zhiyuan thought of this, his face suddenly turned pale.

He looked back at the cabin. There were two monks inside. If they took action, would it increase their chances of winning?

But those two people only joined halfway and had nothing to do with them, so how could they interfere in their affairs?

"Perhaps they knew that their cultivation was not up to par, so they didn't show up."

Zhang Zhiyuan shook his head with a wry smile.

If those two people had the intention to take action, they should have come out long ago.

Now they are silent in the cabin, most likely intending to sit back and watch.

"It's a pity that there are no intact eggs under the overturned nest. If Master Yao is defeated, I'm afraid they will inevitably suffer disaster." Zhang Zhiyuan sighed softly and withdrew his gaze.

Now, he can only place his hope on the old man surnamed Yao.

Under Xiaoshan's threatening words, the old man surnamed Yao did not change his expression and still looked at the pirates calmly.

At this time, Xiao Shan spoke again: "Don't blame Xiao for not giving you a chance. You can leave on your own within three breaths. I will never stop you."

"hehe."

The old man surnamed Yao was silent for a long time and suddenly chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?" Xiaoshan's eyes turned cold.

"Speaking of which, I am very curious. This is just a mortal caravan. In your eyes, you won't be interested in such ordinary things, right? Or is there something else on the ship that attracts you?"

The old man surnamed Yao said, looking at Zhang Zhiyuan.

Zhang Zhiyuan's face was full of suspicion and confusion. Xiaoshan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

The old man surnamed Yao continued to smile, but his eyes gradually turned cold. He tapped his cane lightly and stepped forward suddenly, saying: "I intend to go to Lingshan Island this time, and I have no interest in your plans. Since you are unwilling to give in, Can I please teach you about your magical powers?"

The atmosphere in the field became solemn as the old man surnamed Yao took this step.

Zhang Zhiyuan shivered and backed away, and the other mortal attendants on the ship did not dare to get even closer.

Xiaoshan suddenly fell silent.

"Okay, since you want to meddle in other people's business, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After a long time, Xiaoshan stroked the long knife behind his back and said with a cold expression.

After saying this, he suddenly waved to a few people behind him.

With a few "whoosh" sounds, several Taoist monks flew out and landed on the deck of the merchant ship. They instantly surrounded the old man surnamed Yao with a fierce momentum.

The old man surnamed Yao frowned, "Won't Fellow Taoist Xiao take action personally?"

"Do you think I will fight you alone? With the number of us, we can kill you!" Xiaoshan grinned wildly: "Stop talking nonsense and come to me!"

Several Daoji realm Daqian monks looked at each other, chanted incantations, and various talismans and magic weapons flew out from the Qiankun bag.

Suddenly a rainbow flashed on the ship, and the aura tore through the sky like a meteor, heading straight for the old man named Yao.

Zhang Zhiyuan watched this scene, his heart in his throat.

He knew that the old man surnamed Yao was a perfect cultivator of the Dao Foundation Realm, but two fists could not defeat four hands. These people were all famous masters around Xiaoshan, and had killed many mortal caravans. Under this siege, I am afraid that the old man surnamed Yao would not be able to resist.

"Boom!"

The violent spiritual power attack fell, and waves were shaken on the surrounding sea surface. The entire merchant ship was shaking, and the thick fog was also dispersed a little.

Those people attacked so quickly that they enveloped the old man surnamed Yao in a blink of an eye. If he was hit by such a swift attack, he would only end up in pieces.

But the next scene shocked Zhang Zhiyuan's heart, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Just a few weak reptiles, dare to show off in front of me?"

A sneer came out in the sky full of light, and the old man surnamed Yao did not move, and raised his head lightly.

With a loud "bang", the old man surnamed Yao stomped his cane suddenly, and a dazzling green light swept out like a wave. The nearby magic weapon talismans were covered by the green light and instantly turned into powder and shattered.

The pupils of several pirates shrank slightly, realizing that something was wrong.

Just as they were about to withdraw, they saw a flash of light in front of them.

The sound of "puff" and "puff" continued.

The old man surnamed Yao pointed his finger at the cane, and a series of green runes flew out and were printed on the foreheads of several people.

The faces of these Daoji Realm pirates changed drastically. They had no time to resist. Suddenly, a shrill howl came out of their mouths, and their heads exploded on the spot, turning into a pool of blood foam.

"What?"

Xiaoshan's eyebrows jumped.

These people were his left and right arms, and their cultivation was only slightly weaker than his, but they were killed by the old man surnamed Yao in one move.

"With these chickens and dogs, my clothes can't even be touched. Fellow Daoist Xiao, you should go down in person!" The old man surnamed Yao let go of his crutches, put his hands behind his back, and didn't move a bit.

"I didn't expect that you, an old man, still have such means. Xiao really underestimated you, but you killed so many of my men. Now you can't leave even if you want to!"

Xiao Shan's eyes were ferocious, and he slapped his back with one hand.

A low hum suddenly came from the void, and the long sword soared into the sky. Xiao Shan pointed in the air, and the sword light surged several points, slashing down at the old man surnamed Yao.

The sharp sword light was several feet long, and it swept across the sea surface and pulled up a huge wave, as if it was going to split the entire sea in two, but in the blink of an eye it rushed to the old man surnamed Yao and smashed the deck to pieces.

"This sword is called 'Blood Nether', and it will kill when it is unsheathed. Even if you are at the same level as me, you will fall under this sword today!" Xiao Shan shouted.

He had used this long sword to kill many people, and many of them were monks of the same level who had reached the perfect Dao Foundation Realm.

Even if the old man surnamed Yao could kill a few of his men, he would surely die with hatred once this sword was used.

"How dare you be so arrogant with a mere lower-level innate spiritual treasure?"

What Xiaoshan did not expect was that the old man surnamed Yao looked at his "Blood Nether" sword with disdain in his eyes.

He cast a spell, and the green rainbow in the cane rose sharply, and then flew into the air, and strands of green hair fell like a rain curtain, quickly wrapping around the sword light.

Several "chi chi" sounds were heard, and thick green smoke spread in the field. Xiaoshan's long sword, wrapped in green hair, seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and it made a series of wailing sounds, and the sword light dissipated silently.

Xiaoshan's pupils shrank suddenly.

But the old man surnamed Yao pointed at the cane with two fingers again, and the green pattern on the cane was entangled, and it turned into a sharp green wooden sword.

The old man surnamed Yao exhaled a breath of spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy of the sword surged, chasing after the "Blood Nether Blade".

The next moment, a roar came from the ship where Xiaoshan was, and the raging waves swept out, and the entire pirate ship was chopped to pieces by this sword.

The green long sword circled and quickly returned to the old man surnamed Yao's hand, turning into that ordinary crutch again.

At this time, the sea was calm, but there was nothing in front of it. Where was the pirate ship? Only fragments of the shipwreck were floating there.

"This?"

Zhang Zhiyuan opened his eyes wide, and knelt down to the old man surnamed Yao with a "thump", really prostrating himself.

Even though he had expected that the old man surnamed Yao had a high level of cultivation, he did not expect that the other party was so powerful that he wiped out all the pirates with one move, and even the pirate leader Xiaoshan was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

This fight was simply beyond human reach. When had Zhang Zhiyuan, a mere mortal, seen such a horrifying scene?

For a moment, he worshipped the old man surnamed Yao as a god.

"No wonder the two people in the cabin dare not come out. With the power of Master Yao, they are just showing off their skills!" Zhang Zhiyuan sighed.

At this time, there was a loud "wow" and a figure rushed out of the sea.

It was the Blood Slaughterer Xiaoshan!

"How about it, Brother Xiao, are you still planning to rob our merchant ship now?"

The old man surnamed Yao smiled faintly.