Chapter 2341 Temporary Rescue Mission

Chapter 2341 Temporary rescue mission!

And the one who surrounded and killed them was only one person.

That's right, it was just one person who surrounded and killed five or six people on the other side!

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

It turned out that the strength of both sides was quite strong.

On the side of the disciples of the Demon God Palace, the strength of each person was basically level five.

One of the disciples of the Demon God Palace even reached the level of a level seven master.

And the strength of the person on the opposite side was even more terrifying.

One person suppressed four or five people with his strength, and beat these disciples of the Demon God Palace without any ability to fight back.

This was an old man, wearing a green shirt with long sleeves fluttering, and he looked quite immortal.

But he was extremely cruel when he attacked.

He rarely used magical powers, and basically used hard punches and hard feet to attack the body.

No one knew how his limbs were trained.

Each blow was an extremely hard and heavy blow, like a thousand-year-old giant tree smashing down with a roar.

It seemed that a punch could break a mountain.

Ye Xinghe took a look and judged that his strength was at least at the middle stage of level seven.

Although it was one man against many, he was clearly in the upper hand at the moment.

It looked like in a moment, these Demon God Palace disciples would be killed.

Several Demon God Palace disciples nearby looked at Ye Xinghe with questioning eyes.

Save?

Or not save?

Ye Xinghe frowned, made a gesture, and retreated.

He was ready to take everyone away.

Everyone's face showed astonishment.

But these days, Ye Xinghe has established a very high prestige among them.

Everyone did not dare to disobey, and they all retreated and prepared to leave.

The reason why Ye Xinghe was unwilling to wade into this muddy water was not only because the strength of the Qingmumen elder opposite was very strong.

More importantly, the identities of these Demon God Palace disciples.

Ye Xinghe sensed it very clearly.

They are trial immortal disciples!

Ye Xinghe can save ordinary Demon God Palace disciples.

But these trial immortal disciples have strange means and unpredictable minds.

Saving them may not be a good thing.

Ye Xinghe was about to leave, but his body froze for a moment.

Then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He whispered to himself: "It seems that I have to save him!"

It turned out that at this moment, the numb and empty voice of the Taixu Lord suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Discover other trial immortals."

"Master of Fangcun Mountain No. 75910, a temporary mission is issued!"

"Task content: Save the dying trial immortal team!"

"There are six people in the team, and the reward for completing the mission is 100 Taixu Jade Slips."

"The mission failed, and for every person who died in the team, 50 Taixu Jade Slips will be deducted."

"If all six people die, Master of Fangcun Mountain No. 75910, all rewards in this Demon Lord World will be cancelled!"

The punishment for failing this mission can be said to be quite severe.

It is very likely that all rewards of Ye Xinghe in this Demon Lord World will be cancelled.

This is something Ye Xinghe cannot accept at all.

In this world, he has great ambitions and deep plans, and the gains are destined to be huge.

How could he allow himself to have these losses!

Ye Xinghe was a little surprised.

"Could it be that these people are special?"

"Why did the Taixu Lord insist that I save them?"

But now is not the time to think about this.

He suppressed this thought and quietly gestured to the others, asking them to retreat to the back.

These disciples of the Demon God Palace were of average strength and could not play any role in this level of collision.

After they retreated, Ye Xinghe did not retreat but advanced.

He quietly moved forward, getting closer and closer to the battlefield.

Soon, he was within a hundred meters.

And his Lingyin Guixi Book was activated, and his breath was completely hidden.

So no one on either side of the battlefield found his trace.

At this time, the five or six trial immortal disciples were already a little unable to hold on.

One of them shouted loudly: "Brother Jackdaw, didn't you use that treasure? When will rescue come?"

Jackdaw was the strongest martial god among them.

He gritted his teeth and roared: "Although that thing is a rule-based treasure with a very high level, it is not omnipotent."

"If there is no strong person nearby, what can it do if it is used? It's like crying to the sky for help!"

The man who spoke before was distracted for a moment and was directly hit by the elder of the Qingmu Sect.

His palm was extremely hard and the power was extremely concentrated.

This palm fell, neither breaking him nor affecting the skin and flesh of other places.

It only left a deep mark of a palm on his shoulder blade.

It was sunken for more than two inches, and even the palm prints of the palm were clearly visible.

It was because the power was extremely concentrated that the power was particularly great.

The trial immortal disciple was beaten so hard that blood spurted out, and he was seriously injured in an instant. He was only one breath away from death.

He fell to the ground, and his skin instantly became like tree bark, which looked extremely weird.

The jackdaw roared and wanted to save him.

But the elder of the Qingmu Sect sneered.

"You dare to be distracted when fighting with me? You are courting death!"

He slapped out with his palm and directly hit the back of the Jackdaw.

However, the Jackdaw was obviously also a senior trial immortal disciple and had many trump cards.

Instantly, two rays of light lit up on his back, directly offsetting the attack.

But that powerful force could not be offset, and he was also beaten to vomit blood.

At the same time, the attacks of the other three or four people fell on the elder of the Qingmu Sect.

But the elder of the Qingmu Sect waved his sleeves and rolled up a green vortex in the air.

In an instant, the protection around his body was like an iron barrel.

Those attacks fell on the wide robe and sleeves, and they felt light and fluttering, without any force.

It did not cause any damage to the elder of the Qingmu Sect.

Even Ye Xinghe in the dark frowned secretly.

This elder of the Qingmu Sect is not only of a very high level, reaching the peak of level seven.

And his magical powers are superb.

He has two kinds of magical powers, one is the extremely powerful palm.

As long as the opponent is hit, it is either seriously injured or dead.

The second magical power is the wide robe and sleeves.

It looks soft, but it is actually a very strong defense, and it has the power to release power.

The two magical powers of attack and defense were very neat and simple, not complicated.

But when combined, the effect was very good!

Even Ye Xinghe had a lot of insights.

He thought to himself: "This opponent is very difficult to deal with!"

Jackdaw fed the seriously injured trial immortal disciple a pill.

She turned around suddenly, with a fierce look in her eyes.

"You old thing, do you really think you can defeat us!"

The next moment, he formed a seal with both hands.

In the palm of his hand, a token-shaped thing appeared, half the size of a palm.

The whole body was blue, the color of rolling blue plasma.

The next moment, as he crushed the token.

Above the sky, a thick thunder appeared directly, the whole body was ice blue.