Chapter 290 Battle with Zheng's Second Uncle

Accompanied by three people.

Xu Wanyun led the restless A Qing back to the courtyard.

At the same time, several dying old men also walked slowly from a distance.

The leader was the second uncle of the Zheng family a few days ago.

"Don't blame me, fellow Daoist Shen. It must be that my Zheng family didn't entertain well, which angered Madam Shen."

The second uncle's smile was gentle, but on his haggard face, it looked a bit creepy.

"Come on, prepare the banquet."

He walked into the courtyard and sat down opposite Shen Yi: "Let me apologize."

In addition to this second uncle, seven or eight figures gathered outside the courtyard under the pretext of sending Xu Wanyun back, and the aura faintly exuded from their bodies was extraordinary.

"..."

Shen Yi looked at the "Madam" not far away in silence, and his expression became calmer.

Xu Wanyun frowned slightly, and her eyes finally regained their divine light. Then she looked around with a bit of confusion.

As she gradually woke up, a trace of murderous intent slowly rose in her dark eyes.

As a master of the extreme realm, even if he was inexperienced, how could he not see that he was ambushed.

She tightly grasped Ah Qing's delicate palm until the other party almost cried out in pain.

Only then did she temporarily suppress the fluctuation of her emotions.

Without saying a word, she returned to sit beside Shen Yi, and each of them guarded one side at the right angle.

Such obvious vigilance.

However, it did not move the Zheng family. They seemed not to see the deep meaning of Xu Wanyun, and they still smiled.

Soon, a disciple of the Zheng family came with the delicacies that had been prepared long ago.

Then he poured a few cups of spiritual tea respectfully.

The second uncle of the Zheng family casually distributed tea cups to several people. This time, he did not look at Xu Wanyun and A Qing again. His cloudy eyes stared at Shen Yi quietly.

He picked up the tea cup: "I have quit drinking for many years. Today, I will use tea instead of wine to apologize to Fellow Daoist Shen."

After saying that, the old man drank it all.

Then he put down the tea cup and looked at the cup in front of Shen Yi.

As a master of the extreme realm, he took the initiative to apologize to a master of the middle realm. No matter where he was placed, it would be enough to flatter the other party.

But Shen Yi pondered for a moment and turned his head indifferently.

Seeing this, several people outside the courtyard took three or two steps slowly. Although they did not speak, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, what do you mean?"

The second uncle of the Zheng family was not impatient. He glanced over with his peripheral vision and smiled: "I don't even have this little face?"

As he spoke, he had a calm face that showed that the situation was under control.

Hearing this, Xu Wanyun had already realized where the problem came from.

She stared at the cup of spiritual tea, her palm quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword.

There was only one extreme realm in front of her. Although those beside her were Hunyuan, their cultivation was not too high, at least not beyond the foundation that the Zheng family should have on the surface.

If she just wanted to break through, there should be no problem.

But to protect Ah Qing and the young man, it would be a bit difficult.

And the momentary distraction just now also made her extremely wary, so she had to quietly stabilize her mind to avoid being ambushed again.

Fortunately, Shen Yi looked quite experienced, and perhaps he could think of other ways to stabilize these old dogs.

"Thin face?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Shen Yi finally stood up.

He reached out and picked up the cup of spiritual tea.

Looking at the green tea, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, everyone in the Zheng family also laughed.

Based on the test just now, the woman was already half useless.

With only a middle-level Hunyuan left, there was no need to pretend.

The other party could only choose between drinking tea and falling.

At this time, the green tea was scattered in the air, and the porcelain cup exploded on the old face of the second uncle, whose smile had not yet faded!

In just a moment, the black-shirted young man seemed to have changed into a different person, and his temperament was completely different from the previous silence and gentleness.

A strong murderous aura instantly enveloped the entire courtyard.

He kicked out with a bang, and his long boots smashed the stone table into powder, and hooked the old man's jaw at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Boom!

The second uncle's dark green gown suddenly swelled up, and then the whole figure was blown into the air.

Just one kick, and the surface of his skin was covered with fine cracks.

Then it was like a dry lump, peeling off under his body.

"Roar!"

Under the old man's skin, there was no Dao infant, but rather a rough and gnarled vine.

There was also moss on it.

He looked extremely strange, with rage and surprise in his eyes.

It seemed that he had never expected the young man to dare to attack in such a situation.

What the second uncle of the Zheng family did not expect was that the other party's casual kick completely destroyed his disguised body.

"What kind of monster is this?"

A Qing was so frightened that he stood there for a while.

Xu Wanyun was not panicked, but she did not expect Shen Yi to act so decisively.

She suddenly drew her sword and looked at the old man in the sky.

Compared to the monster-like eyes here, the other masters of the Zheng family were also looking at Shen Yi with the same eyes.

They knew better than anyone that after receiving the blessing of Sui Mu, their strength had already far exceeded that of the same realm.

But he was kicked awake by Shen Yi.

Is this the strength that a middle-level Hunyuan should have?

The next moment, accompanied by the demonic aura that soared into the sky, the black-shirted young man soared into the air, and purple-gold flames surged out of his body, turning the clouds into light purple.

There was no expression on his fair face.

But the second uncle of the Zheng family subconsciously felt a chill in his heart. Sure enough, the black figure instantly magnified several times in his sight, and the fierce fist wind carried the purple-gold fire and suddenly smashed down from the top of his head.

The kick just now was not an accident...

The moment he felt the majestic force pouring into him, the second uncle burst into an inhuman roar again.

Two thick rattan arms quickly rushed forward.

Although he was in the extreme realm of Hunyuan, he did not use any skills, and he did not even have the breath of Daoying.

But this did not mean that he became weaker.

On the contrary, after connecting with Sui Mu, he was able to crush everything with just this rattan body!

Crack——

The thick rattan arm was directly broken by the fist.

The purple-gold flame quickly licked and climbed up his body like a thorn in the bone.

The second uncle fell to the ground in a daze.

How could it be possible...

How could there be a Hunyuan cultivator who could have a stronger body than himself with the blessing of Sui Mu.

Shen Yi glanced at the sky calmly.

On the night when Xu Wanyun was about to leave, he had already conveyed the order to Qinghua to return at all costs.

It was expected that there might be some accidents because of this matter.

Now the golden body is not by his side.

Shen Yi looked down at the falling figure and slowly clenched his five fingers. It had been a long time since he had experienced an exciting fight.

This familiar feeling...

He suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already under the old man.

His palm brushed across his waist, and the three-foot-long knife fell into his palm.

A ferocious look flashed across the handsome face of the young man.

Like a woodcutter chopping wood, he roughly chopped Qianyuan towards the old man's waist!