Chapter 472 The Strange Old Man

Zhou Shu would not let Bao Yi escape.

The heavy golden sword pointed out in his hand, the sword turned at will, and the magic ants left in a mighty manner, almost completely enveloping Bao Yi.

Bao Yi looked terrified, and shouted loudly, "Stop, if you do this again, I will..."

However, before the words were finished, the group of demon ants directly tightened up, and within a few breaths, they completely devoured Bao Yi, smashed it to pieces, and the blood froth flew across, like a rain.

I used all my strength here, but there was some restraint there.

Feeling the relief of the pressure, Gan Bainan was refreshed, summoned up all his strength, and suddenly drove back the magic ants in front of him, and ran wildly.

"Good death!"

Glancing over there, he cursed bitterly.

He urged him to grab the Wushuangling, but he fled in a hurry despite the imminent danger. Even if Zhou Shu didn't kill him, he would kill him.

Gan Bainan's speed was very fast, but Zhou Shu was not slow either, the sword intent followed closely behind him like a shadow.

The distance is only a few tens of feet, which is like the difference between life and death.

"What are you arguing about? You've been arguing here since you came here, and are you letting people rest?"

The sudden shout came from not far in front, and the two of them looked at it in response, and they couldn't help being a little dazed.

Under a tree tens of feet away in front of him, an old man in ragged clothes was half sitting and half reclining, with his body propped up on his elbows. a yawn.

Zhou Shu's expression was slightly condensed, he looked at the old man very carefully, and bowed first.

The old man seemed to have been here all the time, and Zhou Shu had checked the valley beforehand and found no trace of a person at all. The sudden appearance of the old man here can only show that the old man's cultivation base is very high. It wasn't something Zhou Shu could tell.

Such a high-level person cannot be neglected.

Gan Bainan looked at the old man with suspicion, "Who are you? Why are you standing in front of me?"

"Still buzzing."

The old man showed a trace of boredom, and with a wave of his hand, Gan Bainan seemed to be pulled by a thread, and suddenly he was suspended in the air, hanging in the air.

Gan Bainan was shocked.

He found himself wrapped in an invisible layer of thick mucus, unable to move or even speak, but what was even more frightening was that when he wanted to struggle, as soon as he sent out his spiritual power, he was immediately absorbed by the mucus Turning into nothingness is the same no matter how much spiritual power is used.

This feeling has never been felt before, and soon, his astonishment turned into fear, and he knew in his heart that this old man was definitely not something he could resist.

Pointing at Gan Bainan, the old man scolded, "This old man just wanted to find a place to sleep, and finally found it. You guys are still making noise, it's really rude."

Gan Bainan wanted to speak, but he couldn't. He only opened his mouth, with pleading eyes, showing an expression of begging for mercy.

The old man cursed a few words, seemed to be tired, suddenly tilted, fell down on the tree and fell asleep.

Zhou Shu looked at Gan Bainan, seemed to have realized something, turned to the old man and bowed respectfully, "It's the junior's fault for disturbing the senior's dream, isn't it, the junior is very sorry, and I will leave now."

With that said, he turned and left.

It doesn't matter whether Gan Bainan is killed or not. The old man in front of him has a much higher level of cultivation than him. It is difficult to distinguish friend from foe. It is better to leave early.

Before taking a few steps, Zhou Shu turned around again, his expression becoming more serious.

I can't go anymore.

It seemed that there was an invisible wall blocking him, no matter how much he used his spiritual power, he couldn't pass through. This wall was obviously formed by a force higher than spiritual power, and he couldn't destroy it now.

Zhou Shu looked at the old man and said calmly, "The senior left the junior behind, what advice do you have?"

He was a little annoyed, but he was very calm. There are experts everywhere in the world of cultivating immortals, and when encountering them, one must not act impulsively, but must remain calm.

For a long time, the old man did not answer, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Zhou Shu didn't bother, just waited quietly.

After about an hour or so, the old man slowly opened his eyes, stood up and stretched, "It's really refreshing."

He glanced at Zhou Shu, and said lazily, "Boy, you have a lot of golden cores."

Zhou Shu was slightly taken aback, but did not speak.

"Continuously detonating the golden core, and then using the top-grade magic weapon to escape the soul, there is indeed a slight possibility of leaving here..."

The old man smiled meaningfully, "But, did the old man say he would deal with you? Kid, you've put too much thought into it."

Zhou Shu's complexion changed slightly. What the old man said was exactly what he was going to do as a last resort.

The old man didn't say a word, and trapped him for more than an hour. In this situation, the possibility of the old man being the enemy is obviously higher, and he must think of a way to escape.

He took out five golden elixirs, intending to detonate them if he had to, and then use the top-grade magic weapon to escape, but he didn't expect that as soon as this action started to show signs, the old man noticed it after taking out the golden elixirs.

Zhou Shu took back the golden elixir, and said calmly, "Senior is really discerning, and this junior admires it."

Now that it has been discovered, presumably such a method is of no use anymore, and another method must be found.

The old man said slowly, "Boy, if you have the Wushuang Order, then you are from Wushuang City?"

The old man obviously heard what he said before, and Zhou Shu didn't deny it, and nodded, "This junior is indeed."

Hearing Zhou Shu's answer, the old man seemed a little dissatisfied, his eyes flashed, and he shook his head unconsciously.

Not far away, Gan Bainan who was hanging suddenly fell to the ground.

Gan Bainan broke free, and immediately ran to the old man, begging for mercy, "This junior is the young owner of Wanbao Building in Guixianfang City, please let me go, this junior dare not disturb senior again."

"Is it related to me? You continue."

After dropping a word, the old man disappeared, no one could be seen where he was originally standing, and no matter how much he radiated his consciousness, he could not find a trace.

Feeling that the wall around her also disappeared, Zhou Shu nodded slightly, and walked slowly towards Gan Bainan.

Gan Bainan looked shocked, and realized that the old man left, the situation he was facing was not much better, and Zhou Shu was still there.

He knew that Zhou Shu's sword intent was really powerful. Now that he lacked spiritual power and fighting spirit, he was not an opponent at all.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Shu's expression became colder, "You still asked me what I was going to do, but you were the ones who wanted to snatch my Wushuang Token first."

"It's not me, it's Bao Yi. He tricked me into coming here. I really don't mean to snatch it. Please let me go."

Gan Bainan watched Zhou Shu approaching step by step, and couldn't help begging.

Without Bao Yi by his side, the fear of Wushuang City in his heart overwhelmed everything, and he no longer had the will to fight, so he almost knelt down.

"Let you go?"

Zhou Shu sneered, and stretched out the heavy golden sword, less than a foot away from Gan Bainan.

Gan Bainan couldn't help shaking, and fell to the ground, looked at Zhou Shu in a panic, and kept begging, "Please, don't kill me, I promise you whatever you want...don't kill me..."

"oh?"

Zhou Shu smiled slightly, "It's not impossible to let you go, but what can you give me?"

If it wasn't necessary in the battle, he didn't have the intention to kill Gan Bainan. Gan Bainan was different from Bao Yi. After all, he was the young landlord of Wanbaolou. He must still be on the sidelines, and he won't make a move until he understands the old man's identity and intentions.