"Such a young peerless genius must have endless fun killing him!"
Sun Yan licked his lips, with a hint of madness in his eyes: "Boy, you can only blame yourself for your miserable life!"
How could a newly promoted Dzogchen, still so young, be easily defeated or even killed by him? How could his life not be miserable
"So much nonsense!"
Fang Yuan glanced around, then suddenly stepped forward and slapped lightly.
When the palm shadow reached the mid-air, it suddenly changed, one transformed into two, two transformed into four, four transformed into eight... The handprints spread across the sky and spread all around. The astonishing cold power attached to each palm made the surrounding area instantly enter the ice and snow, and the cold wind was biting.
"The Junshan Sect's Piaohua Feixu Palm? Is it so powerful?"
Sun Yan was startled and backed away: "Poison Fire Demonic Skill!"
Bah!
His hands were extremely red, with heat waves constantly leaking out, and the palms of his hands were dark, obviously filled with poison.
The figures of the two people transformed, and in an instant they had passed a hundred moves.
The deputy sect leader, who was watching the battle in secret, became more and more surprised as he watched: "Fang Xu from the Junshan sect? A man who has just broken through the Great Perfection and hasn't had time to consolidate it yet can actually draw a tie with Sun Yan? It's simply unbelievable... No! At his age In terms of talent, even after a thousand years, his qualifications can be ranked among the top three. He is extremely talented and brilliant, even when the Demon Emperor was young, he was not as good as him!"
"Such righteous young talents must be killed as soon as possible!"
call out!
At this moment, Fang Yuan reached out and flicked his belt, and the silver light stood out like a dragon, flying vertically and horizontally, and then sank into the ground like a meteor from the sky.
Drizzle Sword!
This was Fang Xu's hidden weapon. It was made of hundred-refined soft steel. It was usually wrapped around his waist. Now it was suddenly activated. It was so unexpected that it was like a poisonous dragon emerging from the water. Even Sun Yan quickly retreated, his eyelids twitching.
The sword energy sank into the ground without any hindrance, leaving him a little confused.
But the next moment, a bloody arrow shot out!
"Boy... how dare you hurt me!"
The gloomy voice came and seemed to be miles away in a moment.
"He... actually found the deputy sect leader. I didn't know where he was before!"
Sun Yan was extremely surprised.
The deputy master of the Demon Sect, Lord Blood Snake Sword, is famous as the best killer in the world.
Although he ranks at the bottom of the martial arts list, in terms of concealment, if he hadn't taken the initiative to transmit the message into the secret just now, he wouldn't have been able to discover it! How did Fang Xu discover this
"Sure enough, there is still a little mouse..."
Fang Yuan blew lightly, and the blood on the rapier flew out, and the sword shone with light: "I fought you before, just for fun. If I don't find this guy, how can I defeat you with confidence?"
In fact, even he did not discover the existence of Blood Snake Sword Lord at first.
However, Fang Yuan's mind, which has been tempered for thousands of years, is keenly aware of the danger.
Therefore, he pretended to be entangled with Sun Yan, secretly explored the surroundings, and finally found where the Blood Snake Sword Lord was hiding. He caught him by surprise and seriously injured him with a sword.
"It's just... this little mouse's life-saving ability is a bit strong! He actually let him run away, but after being penetrated by my frost sword energy, he won't be able to return to the battlefield in a short time!"
Fang Yuan looked at the Poison Fire Demon Lord opposite: "Tell me! How do you want to die?"
"Get on it!"
Sun Yan's expression changed and he quickly retreated: "Archer, shoot him to death!"
Immediately, all the Demon Sect disciples rushed over.
Fang Yuan was unafraid, his soft sword turned into a silver light, guarding his whole body. No matter what kind of hidden weapons, arrows, or even local fists, feet and weapons, they could not get within three feet. It was like an absolute realm.
"Sun Yan, do you want to run away?"
Fang Yuan quickly caught up with Sun Yan: "It's a pity... you are not as good as the Blood Snake Sword Lord, and you don't have his life-saving escape method!"
"Damn it... do you really think I can't deal with you?" Veins popped up on Sun Yan's forehead and he waved his hands: "The poisonous flames are so fierce that they will burn the world!"
Boom!
A layer of crimson true energy emerged, with poisonous fire burning on it, covering the sky and the earth.
"Snow is falling on the earth!"
Fang Yuan swung out his sword, splitting the true essence into two parts, and a trace of blood appeared on Sun Yan's forehead.
"The second level of artistic conception - entering the body?"
The amazing vitality of Dzogchen allowed him to speak: "Your martial arts can already be ranked in the top twenty on the martial arts list. I did not lose unjustly!"
At the third level of artistic conception, ordinary Dzogchen masters are basically at the first level of subtlety, but once they master the body, they can almost rank among the top twenty on the martial arts list.
In some eras, some of the top ten weakest players are also at this level.
And once you enter the third level - trance, you can break through the innate realm and compete for the top spot on the martial arts list!
"... Ahem... I hate it so much. I almost succeeded. My Poison Fire Demonic Skill..."
Sun Yan looked up to the sky and roared, his breath was cut off, and he slowly fell down.
"The Great Protector... The Great Protector is dead!"
When the other Demon Sect disciples saw this scene, they immediately dispersed.
"A great protector should have some good things in him, right?"
Fang Yuan grabbed Sun Yan and rummaged through him. He found a large pile of banknotes, as well as fire certificates, magic gate jade pendants and other sundries. He couldn't help but shake his head.
"Huh?"
Immediately, after detecting his artistic conception, he grabbed Sun Yan's robe again and said, "There's something weird!"
Bah!
After tearing open the skirt, a piece of light gold silk flew out: "Well, it must be something good if it is so precious and important hidden in the clothes. Is it the technique he practiced?"
Fang Yuan didn't think much and put the gold and silk fabric into his arms.
"Xu'er, I didn't expect you to reach such an extent!"
Fang Tianhan came over with surprise on his face. He had watched Fang Yuan achieve the Great Perfection, but he never expected that Fang Yuan was so powerful that even Sun Yan was defeated and died.
"It's just a trivial matter, let's go back!"
Fang Yuan shook his head, not thinking that he had done anything extraordinary.
…
One month later, Junshan Sect.
"The latest martial arts list is out!"
Zhang Long respectfully handed a piece of information to Fang Yuan: "Young Master, you are ranked thirteenth!"
"oh?"
Fang Yuan took it and looked at it.
"Thirteenth on the Martial Arts Ranking: Fang Xu, the Young Master of the Junshan Sect, defeated and beheaded the Poison Fire Demon Lord Sun Yan, and at the same time forced back the Blood Snake Sword Lord of the Demon Sect. He wielded both swords, and his frosty artistic conception was beyond blue. He was titled 'Xiu' Rain Sword'!"
"It's just a small matter. I said before you encounter something really big, don't bother me!"
Fang Yuan sent Zhang Long away and took out a piece of gold silk: "I hoped to obtain the skills of the Poison Fire Demon Lord, but unfortunately, I was given such a secret skill - the secret method of devouring the essence? Haha... What is the use of swallowing so much internal energy? ?”
He really hopes to obtain Sun Yan's martial arts secrets, not for practicing, but to understand the artistic conception in the secrets.
This world is very strange, but the more artistic conceptions you master, the more likely you are to understand the rules and find flaws.
Beyond that, everything is false.
"Although I can understand it myself, it's not as fast as watching the secret manual directly... Unfortunately, the secret manual with the true meaning of martial arts is the treasure level of the top sect, and it is difficult to obtain it!"
Fang Yuan sighed, and suddenly his eyes went blank.
Within his sea of consciousness, a frost flower fell and the hexagonal light suddenly became reality.
…
Dajiang League.
"What? That Fang Xu was actually in the innate Dzogchen realm, and he killed Sun Yan?"
Ling Xian'er's mouth opened in a circle, and her face was filled with an incredible look.
"What? My dear daughter, do you regret it?"
Emperor Xuan looked at this scene with interest.
"No... he has bad character. No matter how high his martial arts skills are, he is just a scourge!" Lingxian'er leaned on the railing and looked at him.
Below, Wang Tianming is studying hard.
This person is considered to be extremely talented. After being accepted as a disciple by Emperor Xuan, he broke through the innate realm within a few days and has unlimited potential.
However, compared with Fang Xu, he immediately pales in comparison.
"What should I do? Brother Tianming has made a three-year agreement with that bad guy."
Lingxian'er's eyes were full of anxiety: "Dad, please think of a solution quickly..."
"I... I can't even defeat Sun Yan, what can I do..." Xuan Tianzi stroked his beard, with a mysterious expression: "But... I am a stupid apprentice who has a chance. Although his previous martial arts were relatively It's superficial, but it has a solid foundation and hidden secrets. It has obviously been taught by experts... After many investigations, I have determined that the wandering Taoist who taught him martial arts is the drunk Taoist of the past!"
"Drunk Taoist, that dashing man who doesn't care about the world of mortals and spends his time in wine and meat?"
Ling Xian'er's eyes lit up: "This senior is fourth on the martial arts list, and, unlike the top three, he is the only casual cultivator. If he comes from a better background, he may not be able to compete with the Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Divine Monk and the Demon Let them fight."
Drunk Taoist is the idol of all casual martial practitioners.
"yes!"
Xuan Tianzi obviously knew more than Ling Xian'er: "It's a pity... Tian Ming still didn't have enough opportunities to settle on the master-disciple status with Zui Taoist. Otherwise, with this support, what is a mere Junshan Sect?" ?”
Although they are all masters on the martial arts list, the top ten god-level ones are in a completely different realm from those after them.
"But... Dad, you have accepted him as a registered disciple..."
Lingxian'er's eyes lit up, and she suddenly smiled and clapped her hands: "There seems to be no rule against having two masters!"
"Good girl, turn your elbows outward..."
Xuan Tianzi was about to continue teasing a few more words, but suddenly his expression changed and he looked at the roof: "Since my friend is here, why bother showing up to me!"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a big hole opened in the roof, and a man in black floated down very slowly like catkins.
"Xuan Tianzi? Hand over the "Xuan Tian Secret Code" and spare your life!"
A strange voice came, sounding old and yet young at the same time. Just hearing it, Lingxian'er's chest felt tight and she wanted to vomit blood.
"Do you want the Dajiang Alliance's Zhenpai Book?"
Emperor Xuan was shocked and angry: "Dream! Eighteen rows of cloud hands!"
While shouting angrily, he clapped his hands together, making the wind and clouds fly, very cool and unrestrained.
At the same time, a gentle force also enveloped Ling Xian'er and quickly left the battlefield.
"It's a pity...it's useless!"
Faced with this, the man in black simply raised his right hand, clenched his fingers, and dropped a punch.
Boom!
The attic exploded, and Emperor Xuan's face changed horribly: "God..."