Zhongzhou, bamboo forest, wooden house.
"Pianran, I feel like you've been a little distracted these days. What's on your mind?" Yan Beichen asked softly with concern on his face.
Qin Pianran frowned lightly, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes, and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel a little uneasy lately."
After a short pause, Qin Pianran smiled again and said calmly: "Beichen, don't worry, it's nothing. You should be fine in a few days."
"Uneasy?"
Yan Beichen looked solemn, shook his head and said: "This is a whim. With your cultivation level, such a sign will not appear for no reason!"
"This makes no sense. I've already faked my death and escaped, and even returned the Shura Sword. How could there be any danger?"
"What's more, even if there is danger, it is difficult to find here."
Yan Beichen was deep in thought, his eyes accidentally fell on Qin Pianran, and he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Pianran asked.
Yan Beichen was once a titled disciple of the Shura Sect. He had seen too much bloodshed and scheming, and he already had a guess in his mind.
When the two of them were exposed, it was nothing more than two situations.
Either someone followed his traces to find him, or they followed Qin Pianran's clues!
He didn't leave any life slips in Shura Sect.
But Qin Pianran is not the case!
"Get out of here first!"
Yan Beichen made a quick decision, stood up, grabbed Qin Pianran's hand, and walked outside.
Qin Pianran didn't ask any more questions.
The two of them had already made a lifelong commitment, and he believed in Yan Beichen. No matter where Yan Beichen went, she would follow him wholeheartedly.
As soon as Yan Beichen and Qin Pianran walked out of the wooden house, they paused and looked ugly.
Not far ahead, there was a figure standing, wearing a white Taoist robe, carrying a long sword on his back, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. Standing there seemed to be an unsheathed sword, with its sharp edge exposed!
But this figure seems to be integrated with the heaven and earth, regardless of each other.
"Brother!"
Qin Pianran also saw this person, her face turned pale, and she exclaimed.
This white-robed sword cultivator is surprisingly the titled disciple of the Sword Sect, the Immortal Sword Master!
In other words, Immortal Sword is no longer a titled disciple of the Sword Sect.
Because the aura he exudes has obviously surpassed the Dharma Realm, reached the point of integration, and became a powerful person!
Some people, after suffering huge setbacks, may simply perish and be lost to the public.
But some people can continue to sharpen themselves in this setback, making their swords sharper and stronger!
Fairy Sword is obviously the latter.
Back then, he failed in the battle for the Heavenly Sword Art in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
Later, in the Bailian Sect, he was defeated by the hands of Ji Huo and was suppressed by force, and the laws of heaven and earth were shattered!
Later, outside the Bailian Sect, he was intercepted and killed by Yan Beichen, who had just entered the Dharma Realm. He almost died, but finally managed to escape with the help of Qin Pianran.
Such repeated blows and huge setbacks failed to crush him.
On the contrary, over the years, he has devoted himself to practice, and now he has entered into unity!
Yan Beichen looked ugly.
Not to mention that his soul was seriously injured, even in his prime state, there was no way he could be a match for the Fusion Realm Fairy Sword!
"Bah bang bang!"
From the other side of the bamboo forest, there was a burst of applause.
Yan Beichen glanced around, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you are indeed a Shura. Even if your soul is injured, you can still smell the danger in advance."
The visitor sighed, shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, it's too late."
The person who came was the titled disciple of Yunyu Sect, Lord Yunyu!
At the beginning, Yan Beichen took action to intercept and kill the Nine Dao Lords including the Immortal Sword Dao Lord. Except for Qin Pianran, only the Immortal Sword Dao Lord and Yun Yu Dao Lord escaped.
How could the two titled disciples give up after being humiliated like this!
Now, the four people from that battle are all here.
However, Qin Pianran stood beside Yan Beichen.
Immortal Sword's gaze fell on the clasped palms of Yan Beichen and Qin Pianran. His face was gloomy and he slowly said: "Shura, aren't you dead? I think you are living a good life."
"Immortal Sword, Yun Yu, as of now, there is nothing to say."
When Yan Beichen faced Taoist Lihen, he tried to beg him to let him go, but facing the fairy sword, he knew that doing so would only bring humiliation to himself.
"In the beginning, I was the one who intercepted and killed you, and it had nothing to do with her."
Yan Beichen let go of Qin Pianran's hand and said, "She has been caught by me all these years and can't get away. No wonder she."
"Beichen!"
Qin Pianran felt a pain in her heart.
She could tell that Yan Beichen knew he would die and just wanted to save her life, so he said such words.
"Tsk, tsk, Beichen, what you screamed is so affectionate."
Daojun Yunyu gently shook his folding fan and said in a strange tone.
His eyes swept around Qin Pianran's body unscrupulously, and said: "Brother Xianjian Dao, judging from my experience, this girl is no longer perfect, alas..."
Xian Jian's face was completely covered with a layer of frost.
Although he had no feelings for Qin Pianran, he would never tolerate this woman actually falling into the arms of someone else!
Especially when he heard Daojun Yunyu say this, he felt even more humiliated!
"Senior brother, I, Beichen and I have withdrawn from the world of cultivation and will no longer have anything to do with it."
Qin Pianran begged bitterly: "Brother, please be noble and let us go."
"Shut up!"
Immortal Sword looked a little ferocious, and scolded: "You bitch, you still have the nerve to talk to me, and you still have the nerve to call me senior brother!"
Qin Pianran's face turned pale when she heard the word 'mean maid'.
No matter what, she and Xianjian were from the same school. They were once childhood sweethearts, and even the golden boy that everyone envied in the sword sect.
Thousands of years of friendship were exchanged for this vicious word.
Yan Beichen's eyes also showed a flash of anger, and he said loudly: "Immortal Sword, are you worthy of becoming a titled disciple of the Sword Sect?"
"Back then, at the Bailian Sect, Pianran saved you! Outside the Bailian Sect, if Pianran hadn't taken action, you would have been killed by my sword!"
"Anyone in this world can scold Pianran, but you are the only one who is not qualified!"
Immortal Sword sneered: "You can kill me? Even without this cheap maid, I can still leave safely!"
This time, Daojun Yunyu did not speak.
At that time, he was on the battlefield, so he could naturally see clearly that without Qin Pianran, Xianjian would have been dead!
Taoist Master Yunyu curled up his lips and sneered in his heart: "What is the righteous way of the Immortal Sect? This ungrateful and ungrateful ability puts everyone in my Demon Sect to shame."
Now that he is in the same camp as the Immortal Sword, he will naturally not say these words.
"I didn't expect that I, Shura, would be as famous as someone like you. It really makes me sick!" Yan Beichen spat.
"You no longer deserve the same name as me."
Immortal Sword said coldly: "Because the dead are not qualified!"