Ye Haochuan, now at the Early Stage of Immortal Transformation, relying on the Manual of Returning to the Origin of Wondrous Flowers and a series of other thods, can easily overpower Mid-Stage Immortal Transformation cultivators. However, dealing with Late Stage is still sowhat challenging for him.
So when he saw that Mus at Late Stage Immortal Transformation was attacking, he instinctively beca vigilant.
The Nine-Tailed Sword Qi successfully passed through the wall of fire, but its power was greatly diminished and was easily deflected by the Fallen Angel with a trident.
"Kid, weren’t you very arrogant just now? Co at again?"
Having successfully repelled the defense of the Nine-Tailed Sword Qi, the Fallen Angel beca arrogant again.
Ye Haochuan did not answer him but turned his head towards Mus and asked, "I have no grievance with you, so why do you trouble ?"
"I indeed have no grievance with you, but you are a Yellow Skin, and I am a noble Caucasian. It’s my duty to suppress Yellow Skins!"
Mus looked at Ye Haochuan disdainfully and said, "Besides, you even want to kill the Lord Heavenly Emissary. If I don’t kill you, won’t I beco a sinner among the White People Clan?"
"His cultivation is not even higher than yours, so why do you call him lord?" Ye Haochuan asked curiously.
The Fallen Angel suddenly answered proudly, "Indeed, my cultivation isn’t higher than his, but I am a noble Angel. To be precise, he can only be considered a servant of the Angels!"
"I advise you not to hold on to any illusions. He will definitely not disobey my God’s words."
Upon hearing this, Ye Haochuan seed to understand sothing.
The combat style of this Fallen Angel clearly accommodates both lee and ranged battles. As for other cultivators like Mus, they are either knights or mages. No matter how you look at it, the Fallen Angel’s combat approach is more perfect.
It seems that Mus’s admiration for the Fallen Angel might have sothing to do with this.
Actually, Ye Haochuan’s guess wasn’t wrong. The Heavenly Emissary Clan can be considered the highest bloodline among the Whites. Because of this bloodline, they can cultivate the more perfect cultivation techniques exclusive to the Angel clan.
As for others, due to their bloodline qualification, they cannot cultivate both martial and magic, so they have to choose a single path.
And precisely because of this bloodline, regardless of their cultivation level, the Angel Clan stands above the rest in this world.
"Since that’s the case, there’s no need for more words, let’s fight!" Ye Haochuan said coldly.
No matter what, he needed to leave this Fallen Angel behind to reclaim Lin Qingxuan’s potential.
Although he could seize the potential of other infants for Lin Qingxuan, how could it compare to her original potential?
"Ignorant!" Mus snorted and swung a fire snake with his demon staff again.
The fire snake seed to have a consciousness of its own, hissing as it charged towards the Nine-Tailed Phantom as soon as it appeared.
The Nine-Tailed Phantom was not afraid, the Nine-Tailed Swords sotis dispersed and sotis converged, making it unpredictable.
"Gale Immortal Canon!"
Ye Haochuan’s feet generated wind, and he rose into the air, attacking Mus.
This Gale Immortal Canon in the Immortal Realm could only provide quick movent on the ground, but here, flying was a piece of cake.
This was Ye Haochuan’s last card in this battle.
While the mage’s attack capability was robust, lee was its clear weakness. As long as he could break through to Mus with speed, victory was possible.
Unfortunately, the Fallen Angel seized the opportunity and intercepted Ye Haochuan.
The Fallen Angel’s attack thods had no long or short-range restriction, and its lee strength was also considerable.
If it were earlier, he wouldn’t have dared such moves, since Ye Haochuan could easily slice him in two at any mont.
But now, with Mus supporting him, if he made any mistakes, Mus would cover for them instantly and attack Ye Haochuan when the chance arose.
After a few more rounds, surprisingly neither side gained the upper hand.
"Where did this guy co from, how can he be so strong?" Mus and the Fallen Angel both found it incredible.
But Ye Haochuan felt more at ease.
He realized that Mus’s combat power didn’t really match that of a Late Stage Immortal Transformation cultivator in the Immortal Realm. Besides having slightly higher destructive power, Mus posed no major threat, and without this partnership, Ye Haochuan could easily have killed Mus.
But now, it’s sowhat troubleso. In a short ti, he couldn’t break through Mus and the Fallen Angel’s joint onslaught.
After several more rounds, Ye Haochuan began to worry.
This was the White People’s domain; who knew if Mus and the Fallen Angel had called for help.
With the two sides evenly matched, if another helper ca, he’d surely lose.
"The sky is finally completely dark!"
Looking at the sky, Ye Haochuan suddenly displayed a sinister smile.
"Do you think just because it’s dark, you’ll have a chance to escape?"
The Fallen Angel sneered, "Let tell you, night is the mother of us Fallen Angels. With nightfall, my power significantly increases — you’re dead!"
"Are you certain?" Ye Haochuan chuckled softly, then his figure began to fade, eventually disappearing into the void.
"How could this be?" Unable to sense Ye Haochuan’s presence, the Fallen Angel imdiately panicked.
"Fire’s Guard!"
Frowning slightly, Mus softly chanted a few words, instantly summoning two fire whips that wrapped around both the Fallen Angel and himself, alert to any potential threats.
As soon as the fire whips appeared, they accelerated around Mus.
Mus seed to receive so sort of signal, having already chanted a spell. At the mont of appearance, he sharply pointed his demon staff, spewing a fireball from his mouth.
The mont the fireball shot forth, it expanded rapidly, turning into a fire prison targeted in the indicated direction.
The fire prison closed instantly, trapping nothing inside.
Yet Mus’s face bore a satisfied grin, suggesting he’d captured sothing he aid for.
But this smile lingered only montarily, soon replaced by a sudden change in his expression.
A purple fla suddenly erupted on his body.
Being a fire mage, he wasn’t afraid of flas, but these flas were different — terrifyingly hot, as though they could incinerate everything in a flash.
Mus, not daring to be careless, swiftly summoned the fire whips to fend off the purple flas.
After all, he was a Late Stage Necro-Immortal expert who excelled with fire, and with the fire whips lashing around, the purple flas were forced back gradually.
But at this mont, a Hollow Flying Sword suddenly shot out from the fire prison, aid directly at Mus’s throat.
Mus couldn’t cast another spell in ti, so he reflexively raised his staff to block.
But how could the demon staff withstand the sharp Divine Concealnt Sword?
With a slicing sound, the staff was split in two, along with Mus’s neck.
Even in the mont of death, Mus probably couldn’t comprehend why Ye Haochuan had so many hidden cards.
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