Maoshan Ghost King

These three Burmese practitioners probably don't know where Kue Yu comes from. Seeing that he is so young, although his cultivation level is quite high, he is definitely no match for the three of them. The reason why he ran away just now was because he didn't want to get entangled too much, for fear of attracting attention. Reinforcements from the special task force.

Unexpectedly, Ge Yu actually chased after them and blocked their way. They really didn't know whether to live or die.

The bald old man shouted angrily, summoned the two people around him, and rushed towards Ge Yu together.

For so long, Ge Yu rarely fought against others alone. Today, they met these three Burmese practitioners. It was their bad luck.

They probably wouldn't have thought that Shao Xiaolong would invite an Earth Immortal to help him.

Naturally, they didn't know how powerful Ge Yu was. The bald old man didn't say anything, just waved his palm and hit Ge Yu.

Ge Yu knew that this bald old man's palm skills were very powerful, and those people had basically died in his hands.

With that palm strike, a strong wind hit his face. Immediately, the strong wind turned into a terrifying suction force, pulling Ge Yu's figure towards him.

However, Ge Yu only moved forward two steps and then stopped.

The bald old man was stunned. He didn't expect that his palm technique had no effect on Ge Yu.

The other two Burmese practitioners started attacking from Kuzu Yu's side.

One of them used a scimitar, and the other waved his hands in the middle, and several red threads flew out from the palms of his hands, winding towards Kuzu Yu.

When those red threads approached Ge Yu, Ge Yu's heart trembled, and he felt a little frightened.

This is a practitioner's sixth sense, which shows that the red lines created by the opponent have powerful lethality.

Since he didn't understand the methods of these Burmese people, Ge Yu did not dare to underestimate them. When those red threads were winding towards him, Ge Yu did not reach out to catch them. He first slashed them with his sword and defused the bald man. The old man's palm force flashed, and he jumped away a distance.

As soon as Ge Yu got out of the way, the red threads flew past him and wrapped around some big trees not far away.

Then the Burmese practitioner pulled his hands, and heard several loud "rumbling" sounds. The big trees were cut directly in half and fell to the ground.

As soon as the man waved his hands, those red lines returned to his palms.

Seeing this scene, even Ge Yu was a little surprised. What is the red line coming out of the palm of his hand? It feels very powerful.

As soon as these people came up, they launched a killing move on Ge Yu, hoping for a quick victory. After they took action, they didn't even touch the corner of Ge Yu's clothes. The three of them couldn't help but be stunned.

Ge Yu took a deep breath, raised the Seven Star Sword again, and looked at the three of them.

"More!" The bald old man looked a little anxious. After failing to succeed in one move, he immediately pounced on Kuzu Yu again.

The same palm hit Ge Yu's body again, and the suction force was stronger than before.

This time, Ge Yu did not restrain his figure, he used one move to get the better of him, and with the suction force from his bones, he moved closer to the bald old man.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the bald old man, and he thought he had succeeded, so he sucked Ge Yu over.

His hands filled with evil spirits suddenly slapped Ge Yu's heart.

When Ge Yu was about to reach the bald old man, he also raised a hand and patted the bald old man.

The palms of the two people quickly touched each other.

The bald old man did not expect that Ge Yu would dare to compete with him with his palm power. His pair of fleshy palms were indestructible, and countless people died in his hands. This was also his most proud method.

However, the next moment, after the two palms clashed, the surprise in the eyes of the bald old man turned into shock.

A more terrifying aura was conveyed from Ge Yu's body, and it continued.

I didn't feel anything at first, but Ge Yu's palm had great staying power and lasted forever.

After fighting Ge Yu with this palm, not only did the bald old man not take any advantage, but his body was also blown away by Ge Yu's palm.

After taking seven or eight steps backward, his whole body was shaking.

The energy came over him one after another, making his whole body numb.

Ge Yu used the Xuanmen Sect's Yinrou Palm, which was soft yet strong, capable of destroying the dead. It was inspired by the power of the Earth Immortal, and its power was even more powerful.

After Ge Yu slapped him, he felt something strange in his palm. His palm seemed to be poisonous, and there was a stinging pain.

However, demonic energy soon filled Kue Yu's arm, dispelling the opponent's poisonous palm.

The bald old man was extremely surprised. After he stabilized his figure, he said incredulously: "When did such a young top master appear in the world of China again? It's really a bad start."

Ge Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and raised his sword again.

At this time, another Burmese practitioner with a scimitar came forward to meet him. The scimitar in his hand made a whistling sound, as fast as lightning, and slashed at Ge Yu several times, but he was all struck by Ge Yu. Yu took it easily.

Every time the man with the sword collided with the Seven Star Sword in Ge Yu's hand, he felt the terrifying power conveyed from the opponent's sword. After a few moves, he quickly retreated, feeling that the hand holding the sword was shaking. It was a tingling sensation.

If it weren't for the Burmese cultivator whose hands kept having red threads flying out from the side to look after him, he wouldn't have been able to escape from Kuzu Yu's sword moves.

The three of them are all very powerful practitioners. After arriving in southern Xinjiang, they traveled smoothly and avoided being chased by the special team many times. They did not expect to encounter trouble with such a young man.

The three people separated again, surrounding Ge Yu in the middle.

"Brother, this person is very difficult to deal with." The man with red silk hands looked at the bald old man and said.

The bald old man also felt that Ge Yu was a tough guy, but his breathing became heavier and a red mist began to cover his hands, indicating that he was about to use his killing move.

"Young master is in a good mood today. I don't want to kill anyone. If you surrender obediently, you can all live for a few more days. Otherwise, you will only die." Ge Yu said lightly.

"You don't know how to live or die, you are so arrogant!" The bald old man said, his hands shook, and he waved his palms again, and quickly ran towards Ge Yu. As he waved his palms, red poison suddenly flowed from him. It spurted out from the palm of his hand, carrying a spicy and pungent smell.