Qin Muyu quickly opened it, and a ray of golden light shot out, then flew rapidly towards Yu Daohun, directly entering Yu Daohun's body.
Peacock feather blades exploded outwards, directly attacking Yu Daohun's head.
"How did I get myself into such a mess!" Yu Daohun suddenly spoke, his eyes turning white, extremely eerie. He raised his hand and extended two fingers to lightly pinch the peacock feather blades attacking him.
Qin Muyu was stunned. He hadn't heard this voice in how many years? Even after five hundred years, he wouldn't forget it. This was his voice.
Shao Shan, Hu Guizhi, Fan Wei.
Shock!
Everyone's faces were shocked. Shao Shan was even more incredulous: "What! This is impossible!"
Fan Wei and Hu Guizhi exchanged glances, both disbelieving the scene before them.
The power of Shao Shan's peacock feather blades was such that even they had to temporarily avoid its edge. Yet, just now, it was so easily caught by a human boy.
Yu Daohun threw the peacock feather blades aside with a backhand, turned to look at Qin Muyu, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Long time no see!"
Qin Muyu grunted, a smile also appearing on his face: "Long time no see!"
Yu Daohun walked in front of Qin Muyu, a powerful spiritual energy condensed in his hand, and then slowly transmitted it to Qin Muyu: "I knew you would give me your inner core."
Qin Muyu remained silent, just looking at Yu Daohun.
Seeing Qin Muyu looking at him silently, Yu Daohun felt a bit awkward: "It's so awkward when you look at me like this. You know I'm thin-skinned."
"Speaking of which, you really dared to do this, giving your inner core to someone else. It's fortunate I left the brocade pouch," Yu Daohun chided while treating Qin Muyu.
"Who are you?!" Shao Shan almost shouted.
He couldn't believe it. Even Wu Tan wouldn't dare to catch his peacock feather blades with his bare hands, yet this human boy in front of him caught them with just two fingers.
This is impossible, absolutely impossible.
Yu Daohun glanced at the almost collapsing Shao Shan: "This is the guy who injured you. It seems I need to teach him a lesson today."
After transmitting the spiritual energy, Yu Daohun slowly stood up.
Shao Shan snorted coldly, not believing that such a powerful person truly existed in the world.
As he was thinking, dozens of peacock feather blades had already condensed.
Seeing this, Yu Daohun grinned dismissively: "Come!"
"Go!" Shao Shan waved his hand and shouted, and dozens of peacock feather blades roared like the dawn.
Swish swish swish.
Dozens of peacock feather blades shot out collectively, attacking Yu Daohun's head.
Yu Daohun raised his palm, condensed a golden light, and directly slapped it out: "Five Elements Technique, Heavenly Qian Palm."
A giant palm formed from golden spiritual energy, tens of feet in size, shot out.
In front of the giant palm, the peacock feather blades were like toothpicks, all being flicked away.
As the giant palm attacked him, a terrifying force pressed Shao Shan's clothes tightly against his body.
Shao Shan gritted his teeth and swung his fist to collide with the golden palm.
Bang!
Shao Shan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the golden giant palm dissipated into a golden light.
Shao Shan smiled: "I blocked it!"
"Is that so?" Before Shao Shan could react, Yu Daohun had already appeared in front of him.
"What." As Shao Shan was about to raise his hand to strike, Yu Daohun had already slammed a palm onto Shao Shan's face.
Shao Shan flew backward directly, crashing into a large tree behind him, smashing through it for more than twenty meters, leaving a deep gash in the ground.
Yu Daohun turned to look at Qin Muyu behind him, a smile on his face, and winked his right eye: "Cool, right?"
Qin Muyu rolled his eyes. After more than five hundred years, this guy was still the same.
Shao Shan supported himself on a broken tree nearby and stood up, blood flowing from his forehead.
Yu Daohun put away his playful smile, his eyes turning icy, completely different from before: "Is this how you beat him?"
Shao Shan glanced at the direction of Qin Muyu. The person in front of him was not someone he could contend with.
Escape!
Shao Shan had only one thought in his mind.
A wise man knows when to retreat. As long as the green hills remain, there will be wood to burn.
"Trying to escape?" As Yu Daohun's voice fell, he stomped on the ground. Green vines rapidly spread outwards, eventually forming a high green wall that enclosed everyone.
Fan Wei looked at the surrounding high wall and suddenly remembered something: "Five Elements Technique, Mu Xun Formation! He's Xu Feng!"
Fan Wei's face was filled with terror, disbelieving what he had just said.
Hu Guizhi looked at Fan Wei with shock: "Impossible, it can't be him!"
Who was Xu Feng? The strongest human who created the Five Elements Technique.
But if not him, who else could so easily defeat a great demon of three thousand years?
"Oh, some people still remember me." Yu Daohun looked at Fan Wei and Hu Guizhi with a smile.
Hu Guizhi swallowed nervously. The name Xu Feng was a lingering fear for many demons.
The main reason they dared not act during that battle was because Xu Feng was there.
However, Xu Feng was killed by the gods five hundred years ago. His head was still hung on the Ascension Stone. Now, he was just a wisp of remnant soul.
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