strictlysupreme Chapter 160 The Elderly Immortal Of The South Pole Has A Demonic Barrier!
Chapter 160 The Elderly Immortal Of The South Pole Has A Demonic Barrier!
Not far away, Man Niu looked at the scene where the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole was violently beaten by Mo Bai. He couldn't help but tremble slightly and muttered: "As expected of the master, even Saint's disciples dare to press him on the ground and rub him!"
Compared to the calm bull, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's mount, the sika deer, was so frightened that it stumbled and fell to the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
It didn't take long.
The Elderly Immortal of the South Pole was beaten so hard by Mo Bai that he lay weak on the ground, like a dead dog, unable to even use the strength of Yoha.
Mo Bai rolled up his sleeves, looked at the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole with sharp eyes, and yelled, "You can't beat me to death if I let you fool around with the poor daoist!"
While speaking, Bai raised his fist again and planned to slap the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole in the face.
See this scene.
Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's bloated eyelids trembled a few times, and he begged for mercy: "Mo Bai Daoist Friend, poor daoist is wrong, can't the poor daoist give you the antlers of a sika deer and still say "qiu wu san"?"
"Just be noble and spare the poor daoist!"
"If we continue fighting like this, someone will be killed!"
Mo Bai said with some lingering thoughts: "No, the vagina has not been shaded!"
"Besides, based on your current situation, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with a poor daoist!"
"Look at the punch!"
As he spoke, Mo Bai raised his fist and punched the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole in the face.
Left hook, right hook, uppercut, and lower hook, it can be said that the punches hit the flesh.
In just a few seconds, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole was beaten beyond recognition by Mo Bai, which was unbearable to watch.
During this period, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole fell into unconsciousness countless times, but every time he was hit by Mo Bai's fist, the pain started again.
Facing Mo Bai's never-ending fists, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole even wanted to die.
If the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole had known that Mo Bai was so powerful, how could he have dared to stop Mo Bai from cutting the antlers of the sika deer? Wasn't this just sitting idle and looking for trouble?
However, the matter has come to this, and it is too late to say anything.
Elderly Immortal of the South Pole could only hope in his heart that Mo Bai would stop early so that he would not be beaten to death.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
It wasn't until Mo Bai beat Elderly Immortal of the South Pole almost to death that there was any sign of stopping.
"Nonsence!"
"Give me something shameless!"
"If you had given the sika deer's antlers to the poor daoist, would you have been punished like this?"
Mo Bai stood up and spat on the ground, then cursed and walked towards Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's mount, the sika deer.
Elderly Immortal of the South Pole, who was already dying, heard Mo Bai's words, and the energy and blood in his body surged, and he almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of old blood.
As the saying goes, murder kills the heart.
This time, although Mo Bai did not beat Elderly Immortal of the South Pole to death, it left an indelible shadow on Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's mind.
If he cannot cross the threshold of Mo Bai, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole may not be able to break through to the realm of Pseudo Saint in this life.
Not far away, the sika deer looked at Mo Bai who was walking slowly. He wanted to get up and run away, but his legs refused to work and he couldn't stand up.
He could only look at Mo Bai with tears in his eyes, and occasionally let out a low cry, as if begging for mercy.
Mo Bai slowly came to the front of the sika deer. Looking at the sika deer's aggrieved eyes, he pretended to be helpless and said: "Sika deer, don't blame the poor daoist. If you want to blame, you can only blame your master for being too greedy. Your antlers are lost to poor daoist!"
As he spoke, Mo Bai turned his hand over, revealing a Bingxian sword, and raised his hand to chop off a pair of the sika deer's antlers.
Seeing the scene in front of him, the sika deer couldn't help but shuddered all over, and then closed his eyes, as if he had accepted his fate and stopped making unnecessary struggles.
In a moment, Mo Bai raised his sword and dropped it, and a pair of medium-sized antlers fell from the sika deer's forehead.
When the antlers were about to fall to the ground, Mo Bai waved his sleeves and directly received the sika deer's antlers into his body.
After doing all this, Mo Bai was about to leave on the bull, but suddenly thought that Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's strength was pretty good. Instead of leaving so easily, he might as well let Elderly Immortal of the South Pole practice with him. Woolen cloth!
After making up his mind, Mo Bai immediately ordered Man Niu to take a good walk in Beiyuan.
He might as well take the opportunity to let Elderly Immortal of the South Pole nurse his injuries back to health.
Otherwise, Mo Bai is really afraid that Elderly Immortal of the South Pole will be beaten to death by him at some point.
There was no blood feud between the two of them. If he accidentally killed the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole, wouldn't it be a crime?
The sika deer watched the wild cattle carrying Mo Bai away, endured the pain in his forehead, and quickly got up and walked towards the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole.
Looking around, I saw the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole dying on the ground, as if it was in danger of falling at any time...
This scene frightened the sika deer that came over.
As time goes by.
Seeing that the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole still hadn't woken up, the Sika Deer quickly lowered his head and arched his head toward the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's body.
Every time it moved, blood stains oozed out from the sika deer's forehead.
Fortunately, not long after, a slight cough came from the mouth of the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole.
Elderly Immortal of the South Pole opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at the sika deer with a pale face, and whispered: "Sika deer, poor daoist, I can't help you!"
"Had it not been for the greed of the poor daoist, your antlers would not have been cut off by Mo Bai!"
The sika deer looked at Elderly Immortal of the South Pole's haggard look, chirped a few times in a low voice, and shook his head, as if to say that he did not blame Elderly Immortal of the South Pole.
Elderly Immortal of the South Pole endured the pain from his body, climbed up from the ground, stroked the sika deer's forehead where the antlers had been cut off, and unbearably took out a few pills for him to swallow.
With the entrance of the elixir, the wound on the sika deer's forehead recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the cut off antlers were difficult to grow back for a while.
Elderly Immortal of the South Pole touched the forehead of the sika deer, and an unknown fire suddenly rose in his heart, and scolded: "Mo Bai, I am incompatible with you!"
As he spoke, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing.
Fortunately, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole didn't suffer any internal injuries in the previous match. If 3.9 hadn't been the case, it wouldn't have taken a few months to recover at all.
The next day, Elderly Immortal of the South Pole woke up, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and was about to ride away on a sika deer, when he suddenly saw two figures heading straight for him not far away.
Look carefully, isn't this special Mo Bai and the bull riding on it?
Seeing this scene, the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole was really frightened.
what's the situation?
Didn’t Mo Bai already cut off the sika deer’s antlers?
Why are you here again?
No, no, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. If Mo Bai sees him, God knows if he will beat him up again.
Elderly Immortal of the South Pole looked at Mo Bai coming straight from the horizon, quickly turned around and followed the sika deer and planned to leave this place.
Not far away, Mo Bai looked at the Elderly Immortal of the South Pole who was about to leave, and whispered: "Barbarian bull, catch up with them!"
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