C5577 Defeated.
C5577 Defeated.
No. 2 panted heavily as she swallowed a pill. She looked at Yang Bo and said, "Fellow Taoist Yang, we have to think of a way!"
"If this continues..."
No. 2 did not say much, but Yang Bo could already tell that the members of the Phecda Group had consumed a lot of spirit energy.
The cultivators on the other side had a limited consumption of spirit energy. Most importantly, the cultivators on the other side had a lot of people!
At this moment, Zhao Yuexi took out the Mirror of Soul again and stood in front of Yang Bo. She aimed the mirror in Yang Bo's direction.
Yang Bo turned his body sideways and extended his hand. A black sword fell into his hand. He used his soul to probe the direction and slashed at the void in Zhao Yuexi's direction!
Zhao Yuexi's face suddenly turned pale. She raised her head and looked at the sky. She could only see the blue sky and white clouds.
She held the mirror and staggered two steps forward, almost falling to the ground.
The female cultivator standing beside Zhao Yuexi quickly went forward to support her. "Senior Sister, Senior Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Yuexi stood still and turned to look at her junior sister. "I am injured!"
The junior sister stared at Zhao Yuexi, puzzled.
Zhao Yuexi did not have any injuries. Yang Bo's sword was just a gesture in the void. How could she be injured?
At this moment, the mirror in Zhao Yuexi's hand suddenly fell to the ground.
Zhao Yuexi quickly turned her head to the side, not daring to look. She took two steps back, wanting to get away from the mirror.
Some of the cultivators who were not afraid of death rushed forward and tried to pick up the mirror. However, the moment they reached out, their images appeared in the mirror. This person suddenly fell to the ground, and his soul was absorbed into the mirror.
There were two more people who did not believe it and rushed forward, wanting to pick up the mirror. However, because they saw their own images in the mirror, their souls were absorbed into the mirror.
Seeing this situation, everyone was stunned.
Zhao Yuexi's junior sister could no longer help Zhao Yuexi. She rushed over and picked up the mirror, putting it into the Universal Bag.
Only then did someone figure out the origin of the mirror. "The Mirror of Soul's Coming!"
"They are the fairies of the Qingluo Sect. I heard that Xuan Tu is a female cultivator. Could it be that Fairy Qingluo is the one who holds the Xuan Tu Sacred Judgement Order?"
"If that's the case, then it's very clear. No wonder they want to rush over and get the Sacred Judgement Order!"
Du Yutian's gaze fell on Zhao Yuexi. Seeing Zhao Yuexi standing unsteadily and falling to the ground, he could not help but feel sad for her.
"Does any fellow Taoist know what happened to Fellow Taoist Zhao?"
"When we fight with Yang Bo, there will always be various kinds of accidents. We must know Yang Bo's methods!"
Everyone looked at each other.
Zhao Yuexi was clear about her own situation, but she had already become somewhat slow. After reacting for a long time, she said, "My luck has been cut off!"
"If Yang Bo can cut off his fate, everyone must be careful!"
At this moment, Zhao Yuexi took two steps back and almost hit her sword.
If her fate was cut off, all her bad luck would follow.
With just a few steps, she would fall to the ground. Although she wouldn't die from the fall, she would be in a very sorry state.
Zhao Yuexi's cultivation had reached the late stage of the Immortal Realm. Her body was like a treasure, and it was very sturdy. She wouldn't die in a short period of time. However, with bad luck following her, she definitely wouldn't feel good. She didn't even dare to use her sword, fearing that her sword would cut herself.
Everyone watched as Zhao Yuexi staggered away. No one said a word.
Du Yutian looked at Zhao Yuexi's junior sister and said, "Fellow Taoist, since you took the Mirror of Soul, you will be our main force from now on!"
"If we can take away Yang Bo's soul, we will hand over the Holy Judgement Order to you!"
Before she could respond, someone jumped out and objected, "Why should we hand over the Holy Judgement Order to her?"
"Who is she? Even if she killed Yang Bo, it must be the result of all of us working together!"
"Du Yutian, did you make a deal with them to hand over the Holy Judgement Order to them?"
Du Yutian snorted and looked at the other party. He said bluntly, "Fellow Taoist, what's your name?"
"Do you think that if this Fellow Taoist doesn't make a move, we can take down Yang Bo?"
"Do you have any magic treasure that can restrain Yang Bo?"
The cultivator stood up and said, "I am Zhou Changqiu."
"I have a magical treasure in my hand that can defeat Yang Bo!"
Yang Bo suddenly stood up and stared at the other party. He said, "You are Zhou Changqiu, right? I've seen you before!"
"Did you fight behind me in the Lost Realm?"
"If I remember correctly, I blocked a blow for you. Otherwise, you would have been killed!"
Zhou Changqiu's face flushed red. "Fellow Taoist Yang, the situation is different now!"
"I am very grateful to Fellow Taoist Yang for helping me, but I have a heavy responsibility now. I have to do things for the Sage!"
"Fellow Taoist Yang, as long as you hand over the Holy Judgment Order, I will not say another word!"
Yang Bo pointed out Zhou Changqiu's identity. Some of the cultivators present also lowered their heads in shame.
In the Lost Realm, when Yang Bo was fighting, these people followed behind him. Yang Bo had helped them a lot.
Now, these people wanted to besiege the Jade Lake. How despicable!
Yang Bo stared at the other party. "Now?"
"Fellow Taoist Zhou is really bold. Since things have come to this, I have nothing to say!"
"Since you have a magical treasure that can restrain me, then stand out and fight me!"
Zhou Changqiu's expression changed slightly. He looked at Yang Bo and said, "You can't use the Fate magical treasure!"
"If you use the Fate magical treasure, you will also lose your own Fate. This is very unfavorable to you!"
Yang Bo laughed out loud, "Zhou Changqiu, do you think this is a business deal? Can you even bargain?"
"Why can't I use the treasure?"
"If you have a treasure that can restrain me, why can't I use a treasure that can restrain you?"
Zhou Changqiu's expression turned ugly. He took out a net. This net looked very ordinary, but it made Yang Bo feel a sense of danger!
However, Yang Bo did not stand on ceremony. He directly took out a black sword and gestured at the other party.
Zhou Changqiu was scared out of his wits. He quickly retreated and shouted, "You can't do this! You can't do this!"
"Fellow Taoist Yang, you can't attack me!"
The black sword in Yang Bo's hand did not swing out, but Zhou Changqiu had already retreated dozens of kilometers!
Zhou Changqiu shouted, "I think we need to discuss this from the long term. We need to discuss this from the long term!"
After saying that, Zhou Changqiu turned around and ran away.
At this moment, no one dared to step forward. Everyone gradually dispersed.
Du Yutian was unwilling, but there was nothing he could do!
After reaching the late stage of the Immortal Realm, one's physical body could become stronger, comparable to a treasure, and one's luck would also increase. However, the defensive ability of the luck would not increase.
Even if it was just an ordinary treasure, it could still cut off the luck.
It was precisely because of this that luck treasures were very rare, and it was even rarer for cultivators of luck to have one.
Chapter 3 – The Life and Death of a Fortune Cultivator