Chapter 54 The Old Man's Demise

Pa! Pa! Pa!

"Wake up! Wake up!"

Qiao Yu waved his large hands, slapping Mi Yuan's delicate face left and right with such force that the old man in the distance twitched.

This kid is a real savage!

Under Qiao Yu's powerful and continuous output, Mi Yuan finally woke up slowly, and Qiao Yu quickly stopped.

"Sister Mi Yuan, you're finally awake!"

There was a hint of surprise in Qiao Yu's voice. If Mi Yuan cooperated with him, he would have a much better chance of dealing with the old man.

At this time, Mi Yuan no longer had her previous delicate appearance. Both sides of her face were swollen high, as if she had been hit by a Faceless Foot, making her look like a pig's head.

Mi Yuan felt the pain on her face. She raised her hand and touched it, instantly hissing at the pain.

"Who did this!"

Mi Yuan's tone was icy and filled with endless killing intent.

She didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that she was definitely disfigured now.

Qiao Yu also shuddered and quickly pointed a finger at the old man still fighting in the distance.

"It was him, it was him, it was him!"

"I saw him put you on the altar and slap you like crazy!"

Old Man: "..."

He now had only one thought in his mind: this young man doesn't have martial morality; he's deceiving, slandering, and harming an old comrade like me.

Sure enough, Mi Yuan coldly turned her head, her eyes almost spitting fire.

"Help me."

Mi Yuan dropped a sentence and rushed towards the old man with her broadsword. The wound on her calf from the big yellow dog was still bleeding.

"Okay!"

Qiao Yu manipulated the remaining dozen or so skeleton warriors to clear a path for Mi Yuan. Mi Yuan waved her sword and slashed down at the old man.

The old man was about to fight back when a skeleton blocked him.

"Boy, I will definitely skin you alive and tear you apart later!"

The old man smashed a skeleton with his cane, his eyes full of coldness.

"You can talk about that if you live that long!"

Qiao Yu raised his hand, and the old man's agility instantly dropped by fifty percent.

But the old man seemed to hold a grudge against Qiao Yu.

He waved his cane forcefully, knocking the injured Mi Yuan back repeatedly, and then rushed towards Qiao Yu.

The old man raised his leg and kicked Qiao Yu's waist.

Qiao Yu put on the Yao Guang Knuckle Dusters and returned a punch directly.

Bang!

Fists and feet collided. The old man took three steps back, while Qiao Yu stumbled back seven or eight steps before stabilizing himself.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but click his tongue. His most prized strength attribute was not enough in front of this old man.

Is this the huge gap between the early and intermediate stages?

Little did he know that the shock in the old man's heart was far more intense than Qiao Yu's.

"You can summon undead. You're clearly a necromancer? How can you have such a strong physical body?" the old man questioned.

"What's it to you?"

Qiao Yu was rude, but he was lost in thought.

This old man actually knows about necromancers? Could it be that he's not an NPC in the Soul Cleansing Lake dungeon, but a player?

"Hmph! Once I capture you, I'll know everything!"

A greedy look flashed in the old man's eyes. He believed that Qiao Yu must have a secret to strengthening his physical body.

He rushed over and struck Qiao Yu's face with his cane. Qiao Yu hurriedly dodged while punching the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man was quick-witted and grabbed Qiao Yu's wrist, pulling him forward. Qiao Yu staggered and lunged towards the old man.

Then, he stabbed Qiao Yu in the stomach with his cane and kicked him hard.

Qiao Yu's body rolled three meters away, and his health dropped by a third visibly.

The old man pressed his advantage and rushed towards the fallen Qiao Yu.

Mi Yuan also rushed over, but the old man wielded his cane like a whirlwind. For a moment, he was not at a disadvantage against the two of them!

However, the black shadow on the altar screamed more and more shrilly, and the old man's face became more and more anxious.

After knocking Qiao Yu to the ground with another cane strike, he pounced towards Mi Yuan. His top priority was to send Mi Yuan, the sacrifice, back to the altar!

But at this moment, the old man suddenly screamed miserably!

The big yellow dog took advantage of his unpreparedness and bit the old man's shoulder, just like it had bitten Mi Yuan before.

Qiao Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He had the big yellow dog hide in the shadows to wait for this opportunity. He quickly got up.

The old man's cane desperately struck the big yellow dog.

However, the big yellow dog had already been turned into an undead creature by Qiao Yu and was not afraid of death or pain at all.

It bit the old man tightly, and a chilling sound of bone cracking came, indicating that the old man's scapula had been bitten open by the big yellow dog.

Mi Yuan seized the opportunity and stabbed the old man in the lower abdomen with her sword. The old man screamed again.

He retreated, raised his hands to grab the big yellow dog, and tore it in half with a puff.

Thick dog blood splattered on his face. At this time, the old man looked even more ferocious, like a Shura who had crawled out of hell.

"Do you think you can kill me? Wishful thinking!"

The old man scolded with a狰狞look.

"I'm going to sacrifice all of you to the evil spirit so that you will never be reincarnated!"

"Oh? Is that really so?"

Qiao Yu's cold voice sounded behind the old man. Before the old man could react, a fist wearing knuckle dusters slammed into his old kidney.

"Critical hit! -1080!"

Looking at the blood-stained fist that had pierced through his lower abdomen, the old man was stunned.

The early-stage little player he had taken the least seriously turned out to be the one who posed the greatest threat to him in the end.

If Qiao Yu hadn't manipulated the big yellow dog to gain his trust and suddenly snatched Mi Yuan away during his sacrifice, he would have succeeded long ago.

"Who the hell are you?" The old man stared at Qiao Yu with wide eyes, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"I'm your dad."

Qiao Yu curled his lips and threw the old man's body to the ground.

The old man kept foaming blood from his mouth and coughing, looking like he was taking in more air than he was letting out.

But a pair of resentful eyes were still staring at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu secretly felt lucky. If this old man hadn't been careless and given him a chance, he didn't know what the situation would be like now.

"So you're not a lake guard at all, but a player like us? Then what's going on with this Soul Cleansing Manor? What's that altar?"

Mi Yuan questioned the old man.

"Hehe, you don't think you've won, do you?"

Even now, the old man was still not flustered. He sneered and closed his eyes.

"Since you're not willing to say anything, then you can die."

Mi Yuan frowned, raised her broadsword, and slashed at the old man's neck.

"Stop! Or I'll kill this woman right away."

A gloomy voice sounded behind Mi Yuan. The passage that had just been closed by the old man had reopened at some point.

Cao Shao, covered in injuries, escorted Qin Qianxue down the stairs, his knife still resting on Qin Qianxue's snow-white neck.

Wu Chengfu, who was walking behind, was also carrying a petite figure. Looking closely, it was Tang Lan who was unconscious.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but frown. How could that woman Tang Lan be captured alive by Wu Chengfu?