Chapter 47: The Power of the Old Beggar!

  The old beggar was licking the oil stains on his hands with his tongue when he suddenly changed color.

  Chu Yan only felt a figure flashing before his eyes, and the old beggar had disappeared without a trace.

  "I'm telling you, young man, don't you have any respect for your elders? I'm an old man with one foot in the grave, and you're still trying to pick a fight with me!"

  The old beggar's voice came from behind Chu Yan, and Chu Yan suddenly turned around. The old beggar was already sitting on a large stone beside him, smiling at himself.

  "What the old man said is right, just now I was too heavy-handed! This time I'll be lighter!"

  The Chu Yan's momentum suddenly condensed, and the black iron rod had already flown out of the Introspective Jade. On it, a pale blue light was shining brightly, and it was heading straight for the old beggar.

  "You're going, you little brat, playing for real!"

  An old beggar let out a strange cry, his body flashed quickly in the air, leaving behind a virtual shadow. Then, only to see his body flashing rapidly, in the blink of an eye, nine old beggars with different expressions appeared before Chu Yan.

  "What is this stance?"

  Chu Yan was slightly startled in his heart, but his hands didn't dare hesitate, and he consecutively shot out nine pale blue water-type energy blasts.

  Low-level Three-striped Spell: Mysterious Water Strength

  "Instant Magic?"

  A slightly surprised voice came from the tree beside Chu Yan.

  The old beggar didn't know when he had sat on a big tree, watching Chu Yan and his nine shadows fighting with relish.

  Where the Dark Water Surge passed through, the nine old beggars' figures dispersed and disappeared.

  "Dragon Turtle Shield!"

  Chu Yan didn't dare to be slightly careless at this time, muttering incantations in his mouth, and threw the Dragon Turtle Shield at the mysterious old beggar.

  At the same time, the black iron rod also smashed towards the old beggar with a strong gust of wind.

  "Two top-grade magic artifacts, and one of them is an ancient artifact that's quite valuable, young man!"

  The old beggar spoke in a low voice, this time without dodging, but with a faint smile, stretching out one finger.

  "Hmm..."

  The iron rod, which had never been stopped before, was actually blocked by just one finger.

  "Hmm..."

  The old beggar's other hand blocked the Dragon Turtle Shield with a finger.

  "With just one finger, he can block the might of a top-grade artifact. What kind of person is this old beggar?"

  At this time, Chu Yan's heart was shocked, and in front of him, eight strands of aqua-blue spiritual energy had already condensed. The eight strands of spiritual energy constantly changed and transformed into eight three-legged water crows.

  Eight three-legged water crows guarding eight directions, under a single word from Chu Yan, suddenly and simultaneously rushed to the middle.

  Low-Price Eight Trigrams Spell: Three-Legged Water Crow Spell

  Eight three-legged water crows crashed down, and the next moment the mist disappeared, a huge figure emerged:

  Rooster head, swallow forehead, snake neck, tortoise back, fish tail, five colors, about six feet high!

  The ultimate low-level water attribute spell, Low-Level Thirteen Patterns: Water Phoenix Breaks the Azure Technique!

  "Magic fusion? Not bad for a young man!"

  The old beggar saw a scene in front of him and his eyes showed a hint of approval, but he didn't move at all, and there was no panic on his face.

  "Go!"

  Chu Yan's faint words, countless tiny water flows burst out from Shui Huang's body, a phoenix cry, with an unstoppable momentum, whistling out!

  "Boom!"

  A huge splash of water crashed onto the frail body of the old beggar!

  Chu Yan had an inexplicable bad premonition in his heart.

  The waves have dispersed...

  The old beggar still sat on the tree with a smile, looking at Chu Yan.

  "This..."

  Chu Yan was shocked in his heart, even if he had just entered the foundation period, it would be impossible for him to resist his own thirteen-pattern technique without using any external force and not suffer any damage.

  Chu Yan originally thought that this old beggar was a disciple of the Qitianlie Sect sent to kill him, but most foundation-building cultivators were in seclusion, cultivating quietly. If Qitianlie mobilized such disciples, it would be easy to attract attention from the outside world. Therefore, Chu Yan determined that this old beggar was at most at the twelfth layer of the Qi Refining stage or the Great Circle Completion realm.

  But didn't expect...

  "Kid, I have to say, you're quite resourceful!"

  The old beggar's voice sounded in Chu Yan's ear, and Chu Yan's figure shook violently. The next moment, his chest was pointed at by a finger.

  Chu Yan's face suddenly changed, because he found himself unable to move, his whole body stiffened there, and not only that, the spiritual power in his body was also sealed, unable to mobilize even a little.

  "Oh oh oh..."

  The big black chicken let out a loud cry, and its body instantly swelled up like a balloon. The next moment, a mouthful of white mist spewed towards the mysterious old beggar.

  "This chicken is quite interesting, I think it would taste great if roasted!"

  An old beggar spoke in a low voice, his palm constantly flashing before him. Where the shadow of his palm reached, the white mist completely disappeared.

  The big black chicken was also stiffened there, unable to move an inch.

  "Just now, Xiaozhi has been wronged, please forgive me, senior! Don't hurt Hei Niangzi!"

  Chu Yan was somewhat anxious, the big black chicken was not just a demon pet to him. If it weren't for the big black chicken, at the critical moment of the assessment in the peak, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die under the three-eyed flame carving. Moreover, his cultivation speed wouldn't have become so fast, and it was absolutely impossible for him to reach the eighth layer of the Qi Refining stage within three months.

  Chuyan has regarded Da Hei as his closest friend.

  "But I'm angry today, what can you do about it?"

  "Ah, senior is willing to eat roasted fish, junior will roast for senior every day from now on, as long as senior doesn't harm Hei Tuan!"

  Chu Yan's eyes lit up and he hastily said, but saw that the old beggar's figure had already disappeared in front of him.

  "Boy, remember what you said, half an hour later you can recover!"

  The old beggar's voice echoed through the mountains...

  PS: The collection is not very powerful yet, I hope that friends who have read Xiaoyi's book will not be stingy with their collections!