"please!"
Being able to fight Lin Qianye again was what Fang Yuan wanted, so he ended immediately.
The people of the Thousand Years Mountain sect, even though they have given repeated orders, still have many curious eyes, looking out from the darkness with vague eagerness.
A martial arts master versus a dream master, and it's a life and death fight. This opportunity doesn't come easily.
call out!
In Fang Yuan's hand, the Lihuo Sword emerged, with a coiled dragon as the handle, and the brilliance on it shone with astonishing sharpness: "Fellow Taoist, have you ever regretted your actions before?"
"What regrets do I have? You dream masters are all cancers, running rampant and causing harm to the world! I only regret that I killed too few!"
Lin Qianye laughed: "If I add you one more today, it will be worth dying!"
There was a light of awareness in this man's eyes, and he must have been very aware of his fate.
If he loses this duel, he will naturally die.
Even if he can win and kill his opponent, Elder Lianhuo will never let him go!
Both sides are dead. The best ending is to die together.
This is the sorrow of the weak!
"Okay, only at the critical moment will you see your true nature!"
Fang Yuan smiled, pointed the tip of his sword, and a burst of Lihuo sword energy suddenly erupted.
"This Lin Qianye is indeed insane and hopeless!"
Elder Lianhuo looked at Master Longhu with a cold face: "Is this how your disciples are taught in your sect?"
"of course not!"
Master Longhu's face was also as dark as water, obviously feeling his second brother's will to die!
In my heart, I couldn't help but sigh. When the second brother was young, his parents were killed by the dream master. When he grew up, his childhood sweetheart was also taken away by a dream master. It's no wonder that his temperament changed drastically.
"Just sword energy!"
Eight spiritual veins appeared behind Lin Qianye, and he rushed forward, his palms turning into light and shadow all over the sky: "Qianye Hands!"
call out!
His hands exuded Yuan Power, suddenly becoming translucent and indestructible. He grabbed them out repeatedly and squeezed out the sword energy.
"Double phase of dryness and glory·Yama Slash!"
The Eight Meridians Martial Sect is only one step away from condensing the holy body of martial arts and entering the realm of true saints, which is naturally no small matter.
Lin Qianye just dodged and came to Fang Yuan, used his hand to make a knife, and suddenly slashed it down.
Even behind him, eight spiritual veins combined with each other to form a strange half-withered and half-prosperous dharma, blessing his body with a powerful force.
This was clearly a full-strength attack, ready to kill Fang Yuan with one blow!
"Well done!"
If it were an ordinary dream master, if he were frightened by the aura of this withering Dharma, he might be stunned for a moment and be killed on the spot.
But after all, Fang Yuan is not only a dream master, but also a martial arts master!
He thought quickly, his body emitted a dark golden light, and four spiritual veins emerged from his back, forming a spiritual armor that enveloped his whole body and retreated quickly.
At the same time, on the left hand, another blue water sword also emerged: "Water and Fire Sword Formation! Kill!"
Phew!
Two sword energies, one red and one blue, were entangled like Tai Chi, locking Lin Qianye in place, and exploded.
"Huh? A breakthrough? No wonder you dare to attack me? Just two swords combined, but they are so powerful?"
Lin Qianye's palm shook violently, and blood surged in his body. At this moment, he finally had to admit that the other party was a person of the same level as him, and he concentrated on dealing with it.
Buzz!
The Withering Dharma Appearance melted into his back, and spiritual lines appeared on his body, and even half of his face began to wither.
Although his appearance has become so terrifying and ugly, his body is extremely strong. Sporadic sword energy shot at it can only make a clanking sound.
"The second brother has finally made great progress and taken one step further..."
Master Longhu looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
If Lin Qianye can survive this time, maybe he will be in seclusion for another three years before he can condense his true body and enter the highest realm of martial arts!
Unfortunately, any breakthrough requires resources.
In the fierce battle at this time, even if the realm is broken through, the cultivation level will not rise immediately.
Elder Lianhuo looked at this scene, but his eyes became more and more murderous.
"Suffer death!"
Lin Qianye roared like a wild beast, but his every move was strictly controlled and without any flaws, trying to force Fang Yuan into a desperate situation.
"Hmm... It seems that ordinary sword energy cannot kill you."
Fang Yuan's two swords shot out in succession, like flowing water, without interruption.
Even if Lin Qianye can resist the subtle sword energy with his body, the main sword energy can still hurt him, let alone facing the divine weapon body directly.
After a few ups and downs, there were several blood marks on the man's body, and his expression became more and more crazy.
"Blood-burning magical power!"
He roared wildly, blood beads exploded from his body, and he instantly turned into a bloody man. He broke through the sword energy blockade and came to Fang Yuan: "Die!"
"Water and fire come out!"
Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and drew out both swords, with a hint of thunder flashing through them.
call out!
The ground shook and dust suddenly rose.
Master Longhu sighed, but Elder Lianhuo's face showed uncertainty.
"Well... I didn't expect that I would eventually die in your hands... "
Lin Qianye looked at the two long swords in his hands, with an expression on his face that seemed to be crying and laughing.
After saying this, his eyebrows exploded, a black sword mark appeared, and his whole body fell softly, with no breath left.
"The two swords of water and fire are in a stalemate with you, and the last trace of thunder sword energy becomes the last straw that overwhelms the weight..."
Fang Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and came to Elder Lianhuo: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"
"good very good!"
Elder Lianhuo took back the Yanlong, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
"You came back from a great victory, but you were injured after all. It's better to take a rest!"
His expression instantly recovered and he looked at Master Longhu again: "Since the culprit is dead, I will take my leave now..."
Master Longhu looked blank and looked at Lin Qianye's body without saying a word.
When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he sighed in his heart, knowing that hatred had been sown and could not be undone.
"Let's go!"
Elder Lianhuo sneered several times and left first, Fang Yuan followed closely.
If he didn't rely on this person's protection, I'm afraid the entire Thousand Years Mountain would tear him alive.
…
After a long time, the setting sun was like blood, and the real person Longhu remained motionless, like a sculpture in the cold wind.
"Mountain Master?"
Several elders came out, worried.
"That's all, bury Qianye... well!"
Master Longhu waved his hands, and when he said the last sentence, his voice was unavoidably choked.
"Follow the law!"
At this time, deacons, disciples, etc. came out to clean up the mess.
Master Longhu looked at the direction Elder Lianhuo had left with a sad look on his face, and finally turned into the mountain gate: "I want to retreat, don't bother me with other things!"
…
"This... this is the power of the Dream Master! Is this person the one who has enmity with my Ruan family?"
Ruan Junxian was stunned as he looked at the messy battlefield and Lin Qianye's body.
The glory of his sect, a peak warrior who had opened eight meridians and was only one step away from condensing his true body, fell in front of him. The person who killed him was his own enemy. This kind of blow was really unparalleled.
In the bottom of his heart, he couldn't help but have the thought, "Even if I reach the level of the deputy sect master, I'm afraid I will be killed by that dream master's sword."
Even when he is promoted to the Eight Meridians Martial Sect, how far will the other party reach
The gap here was really disappointing, and even made him feel discouraged.
"Jun Xian!"
At this time, some fellow disciples gathered around with gloomy expressions on their faces, which gave him a bad feeling.
The crowd parted, and Black Tiger Tai Sui He Shan Tong walked in.
"Master!"
The uneasiness in his heart suddenly intensified, but Ruan Junxian still raised his head tenaciously.
"You... Well, although you don't have much responsibility, this matter did happen because of your family. I'm afraid I, Qiantui Mountain, can't tolerate you..."
Ruan Junxian suddenly turned pale and took a few steps back: "Master... you..."
My heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Knowing that these fellow disciples were afraid of being involved, they actually wanted to remove themselves from the sect!
Thinking about the family's support to the master for many years, and how much they asked for, there was a fire in their chests.
But at this time, he gritted his teeth and knew that he must not show it, otherwise he would be killed immediately.
"I can't be your master anymore!"
He Shantong sighed: "From today on, we will sever all ties between you and me. Let's go down the mountain now!"
"Master!"
At this time, a young martial artist next to him jumped out immediately: "Although this person was expelled from the master, he still has the martial arts of Qiantose Mountain!"
Ruan Junxian glanced at him, but he no longer had the strength to speak.
This junior brother usually looks humble and respectful, but he didn't expect that at this time, he would be the first to attack.
"Yes, his martial arts should be abolished!"
"The sect is still too kind, why just expel the sect? In my opinion, these scum should be killed directly..."
…
There are few people who offer help in times of trouble, but there are countless people who add insult to injury.
Ruan Junxian looked at this scene and suddenly wanted to laugh.
When powerful enemies were raging before, where did these loyal ministers go
After all, he is just bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, and even has the intention of using his own head to please the dream master.
"No, Jun Xian is an apprentice after all, and... the Ruan family is here!"
He Shantong raised his eyebrows and immediately shook his head: "Go!"
"Thank you so much, Master... everyone!"
Ruan Junxian stumbled and went down the mountain in despair, like a zombie.
Thinking about the scene of his young genius, master and apprentice complementing each other, and friendship between fellow sects, I finally couldn't hold back my tears and fell down.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
When I came to a small mountain stream, I wanted to cry but couldn't. It turned into laughter.
"I never thought that I, Ruan Junxian, would end up like this... Haha, if it weren't for a family, I wouldn't even be able to save my life through martial arts!"
"Haha... The Dream Master is domineering, the sky has no eyes! No eyes!"
In the midst of this self-indulgence, a strange change emerged in him.
Whoops!
The vitality surged, forming a whirlpool.
A crisp sound came from his Dantian.
"Is this...a breakthrough?"
Ruan Junxian was startled and finally calmed down: "Is this the realm that I usually strive for but can't achieve? Have I become a martial artist?"
If it had happened one day in advance, I would have been ecstatic.
But now, he smiled bitterly and shuddered deeply at the same time. Even the Qiantose Mountain with the True Saint couldn't protect Lin Qianye, so what's the point of being a mere pawn