Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 475 Grandpa, I'm leaving first

When the old Taoist priest came over with his eight men, the doctor obviously could no longer laugh.

Since they knew who they were coming to encircle and suppress, they were naturally prepared to deal with the opponent's methods and capabilities.

Without his puppet, the peddler's abilities were greatly curbed, but the doctor's ability to control the puppet was the only thing that made people fearful.

Therefore, the only method the old Taoist could use was to lure these puppets away and then join forces with nine people to create an illusion array to disrupt the connection between them and the doctor.

It seemed to be quite effective, as the combined efforts of the nine people directly killed a large part of the doctor's arm.

The peddler's face turned pale. He couldn't understand why he was so unlucky recently. He had been chased ever since the island was destroyed. It would have been fine if he was just being chased, but why was he so unlucky to run into this group of people?

It was obvious that the two of them came to capture Han Yu, but it ended up turning into a siege by the Tiandao Sect on them.

"Do it!"

The old Taoist waved his hand, and a galaxy fell across him, like falling stars. When it hit him nearby, the captivating sword intent was revealed.

Each star-like radiance was a ray of sword intent, so densely packed that it blocked all the retreat routes for the two men.

The remaining eight people worked together to activate the magic formula, and even pulled out a galaxy that rushed over.

With the two of them as the boundary, a blank space was forcibly blasted out in the sea area, with constant roars and tremors, and the peddler and the doctor were directly submerged in the rolling waves.

When the two men flew out from the bottom of the sea again, they were in such a miserable state that seven or eight out of the peddler's clothes had been torn off and his body was collapsed in many places. It was obvious that he had been beaten badly.

Half of the doctor's face was deformed by the beating, and his plain robe was torn into strips. He looked extremely miserable.

"Son of a bitch!"

He had never suffered such a big loss before. These bastards were so shameless that they actually played dirty tricks.

Without his puppet, his abilities were reduced by 50% to 60%. Considering his own strength alone, how could he defeat nine people alone?

The same is true for the peddler. If his puppet is still there, several people in the Shentai realm may not be able to do anything to him. But if he doesn't have the puppet, several people in the Shentai realm can beat him and make him cry for his parents.

"Think of a solution quickly!"

The peddler suppressed the spiritual power that was constantly running wild. He had no other means now and could only pin his hopes on the doctor.

The doctor himself was complaining bitterly. All his tricks were useless. The thirty giant whales were still five miles away and didn't know where to go. The other puppets were still some distance away from here. The other party would not give them time.

Suddenly, his eyes moved and he looked at the peddler, a strange look flashed across his face.

"Hold on for twenty seconds. I still have one last trick left."

The peddler's face turned pale. "Twenty breaths!" It was easy for him to say that. He had just managed to get it by squandering the few remaining dolls. Now he had nothing in his hands. What could he use?

"It only takes twenty breaths. If you don't want to, then we can only die together."

The doctor kept urging him, but the peddler looked hesitant.

Seeing that the opponent was about to make a comeback, the doctor was extremely anxious and shouted repeatedly, "Fifteen breaths, no less, give me fifteen breaths of time."

Seeing the other party's serious look, the peddler finally decided to take a gamble. After he pushed his spiritual power to the extreme, all the sunken positions were restored.

Ghost kill!

The ghost-type martial arts is his original martial arts. The one who was forced to use his original martial arts obviously means he has really run out of options.

Eight ghost shadows flew out at an inexplicable speed, bypassing the old Taoist and attacking the remaining eight people. Eight loud noises sounded one after another, and neither side gained an advantage.

In other words, the peddler did not gain any advantage, because after the ghost disappeared, he was like walking into a trap surrounded by eight people.

But he was not in a panic. He just counted the time silently in his heart. Fifteen breaths seemed so long at this moment. The eight opponents had taken the lead in counterattacking. After only a few rounds, the peddler was beaten to the point of crying for his parents.

Why isn't it better yet?
The doctor is too slow...

He suddenly had a strange feeling of panic, until...

"Grandpa, I'm leaving first. I won't take advantage of you for nothing."

The doctor's position was already empty, and there was only a voice coming from far away. He was very particular and did not take advantage of the peddler. The peddler's face turned pale when he heard this. How could he not understand what the other party meant?

Why did the doctor swear and vow just now? He is a grandson if he abandons me alone and runs away!

"Son of a bitch!"

The peddler's teeth were almost broken. How could she have believed his lies?
Seeing that he was already in prison with no chance of escape, he finally forced an ugly smile and said, "Do you want prisoners or not?"

The old Taoist stood out from the nine people, looked at him with a smile and asked a question in return.

"If I ask you where Yama Palace is, will you tell me?"

This really stumped the peddler. He was stunned after hearing this and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He could not answer this fatal question. If he answered it, he would die. If he didn't answer it, he would die too.

The old Taoist priest naturally kept watching the peddler's expression and said calmly, "I can spare your life if I tell you."

The peddler naturally didn't want to die, but some things were more terrifying than death once they were spoken out.

"Then your value is about the same as the split soul."

The old Taoist shook his head. This was the only soul that the peddler dared not reveal no matter how much he was tortured. If it was the same for the peddler, then what was the use of him?

"You can't kill me!"

The peddler was visibly panicked. He had gone through untold hardships to reach this level of cultivation. When a person dies, it is like a light going out, and everything will vanish into thin air.

"Do it."

The old Taoist waved his hand and attacked together with the eight others.

It is true as the peddler said before, who doesn’t have a few lives of the Tiandao Sect on his hands!

Now, the Tiandao Sect naturally dares to take it back from the Yama Palace.

"You can't kill me..."

……

After falling to the bottom of the sea, Duopo never dared to show his head again. Even when escaping, he could only move underwater. The noises coming from above his head from time to time made him tremble with fear. Even after he had moved ten miles, he could still sense the movements in the distance.

After running for another ten miles, he dared to jump out of the water until there was almost no noise, and then he rushed towards the northwest with all his strength.

Things have been strange recently, although the conflicts between the two sides in the Endless Sea still exist, the fighting has not been so frequent. In the past few days, he has been running for his life.

The soul-partitioning business failed, and the peddler actually also failed once, the island was destroyed, and all his capital was burned.

In the situation just now, he saw that the situation was not good and ran away first. In his opinion, the peddler and the doctor were bound to be caught, at least one of them would be caught there.

He is a nobody. Apart from not being ranked at the bottom, his popularity in the Tiandao Sect is not as high as Fenhun!

Why stay and die together?

Duopo has made up his mind to escape as soon as possible and find another nest as soon as possible. This area is no longer safe, especially after the fierce fighting in recent days. The Tiandao Sect must have set its sights on this end.

"Why not head northwest and get out of the spotlight?"

As for the life and death of the peddler and the doctor, he had no intention of caring at all, and he had no way of caring.

He is not stupid. He was able to sacrifice his split soul yesterday. If he hesitated for a moment when running away today, he might have to follow the same path as his split soul and be left behind as cannon fodder.

"It's better to fail. When a person dies, his debts are extinguished."

Duopo thought that he still owed the peddler a debt that he could not pay back. The destruction of the island was not unrelated to him. If he calculated the cost carefully, he could not afford to pay it back even if he skinned him alive.

So if the peddler really got caught there... it doesn't seem to be something to be sad about. Instead, it's something to look forward to...

(End of this chapter)