Fang Yuan had not seen his mentor at Fairy Hall for more than three years, and he had always had an idea in his mind as to when he should visit his mentor's hometown. But he didn't expect that before he could visit his mentor, he would see Mr. Zhu in this situation. Seeing the old man rushing towards the terrifying night ahead without thinking, Fang Yuan was instantly shocked.
"Mr. Zhu..."
He yelled and wanted to stop him.
He knew that Mr. Zhu's cultivation level was not high, and if he rushed over, he would surely die.
"what you do?"
The old deacon was startled and reached back to grab Fang Yuan's shoulder.
"We can't do this anymore, they will die..."
Fang Yuan yelled and struggled with all his strength.
"If they don't die, how will you survive?"
There was also anger on the old deacon's face, and he used all his strength to restrain Fang Yuan.
"Is it worth it for me to survive alone?"
Fang Yuan completely lost his usual indifference and shouted sternly: "I know the sect master asked you to send me away, but have you ever thought about it, is it worth it? I am worth spending such a high price to protect you. Are you alive? How many people died along the way?... I don't even know them, so how can it be worth their while to die for me?"
"Since the sect leader gave such an order, he has a reason!"
Facing Fang Yuan's roar, the old deacon just said in a deep voice: "You shouldn't think about this!"
"The sect master may not be right!"
Fang Yuan roared angrily, his black and yellow energy swelled, and his body was surrounded by green energy.
The old deacon's hand actually bounced up due to his magic power and did not hold him back.
Fang Yuan broke free from the old deacon's hand, and immediately rushed dozens of feet away, rushing to Mr. Zhu's side, holding his arm with one hand, and holding the sword across his chest with his backhand, but all he heard was "crash" There was a sound, and countless sword lights roared towards them, but they were all stopped by Fang Yuan's sword. Then he pulled Mr. Zhu, like a ghost, and retreated more than ten feet away in an instant...
"It's you?"
It was only then that Mr. Zhu turned his head to look, and then he was slightly startled, with an expression of surprise.
"Sir, how dare I let you put yourself in danger for me?"
Fang Yuan looked at Mr. Zhu's picture and didn't know what to say for a moment, and his heart was as heavy as a huge stone.
"Okay, okay, okay..."
Mr. Zhu did not hear his words carefully. At this time, he saw Fang Yuan and the old deacon who hurriedly came to protect Fang Yuan. He already understood what was going on. There were wrinkles on his old face. He unfolded it layer by layer and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that this time Qingfu Hengkong summoned all the disciples to protect you. Okay, okay, this is great..."
He sighed: "I just received a summons not long ago, saying that the Qingyang Sect was unwilling to confront the Demon King of Nanhuang and the Yinshan Sect, and was forced to put you on death row. You are still angrily, and I wish you could immediately go to the Immortal Sect to ask for an explanation. , I met the Qingyang Talisman on the way, so I had to come over and take a look... It turns out that I am sending you away, okay, that's good, I don't need to go on this trip to the Qingyang Sect!"
"Don't be afraid, little Fangyuan, let me help you clear a bloody path..."
As the old man spoke, he suddenly shook his sword and was about to move forward to kill the general again!
"That's not what I meant..."
Fang Yuan was shocked and helpless. He hurriedly grabbed Mr. Zhu and wanted to rush forward. But suddenly, a fairy rope flew from behind him and wrapped around his body. It wound around him several times, but He was tied up so tightly that he couldn't move his hands and feet...
The old deacon actually tied him up without him paying attention.
"Let me go quickly..."
Fang Yuan yelled angrily, feeling extremely annoyed and looking at the old deacon with eyes full of unwillingness.
Even Mr. Zhu looked at the old deacon with some confusion.
The old deacon said coldly: "Whether the sect master did the right thing depends on whether you will do well in the future. If you are serious about it, don't let so many people die in vain, and don't forget that so many people have died." People die because of you, make their death worth it!"
"But I..."
After hearing this, Fang Yuan had countless things to say in his heart, but he couldn't say them out for the moment.
Right in front of him, the Qingyang Sect disciples were coming from all directions, and then they rushed towards the Jiuyou assassin. Most of these people were not as strong as themselves. They were obviously powerless in the face of the secret techniques of the Nine Nether Palace cast by the three Nine Nether Palace Envoys. At this time, rather than fighting fiercely, it is better to say that he is dying.
The old deacon obviously understands this truth, but he will not show any mercy...
He had no other option at this time. Only by sending these Qingyang Sect disciples to death could he possibly create a way for Fang Yuan to survive!
However, after observing it for a long time, he seemed to feel a little desperate.
He couldn't see the flaw in Na Yebu at all, and didn't know how to break this secret technique!
I'm afraid only the elders from the Golden Core realm can break this evil spell, right
"Catch that Qingyang disciple and let's go!"
But at this time, a Gou Liao envoy from Jiuyou Palace saw that the time was almost up, so he suddenly issued an order.
As soon as he gave the order, an unknown number of Jiuyou assassins surged towards Fang Yuan.
And the seemingly endless night slowly enveloped it...
"Guardian!"
Some of the Qingyang Sect disciples shouted loudly and turned around desperately to protect Fang Yuan.
But facing the Nine Nether Assassins, they looked like candles in the wind. They fell apart in an instant. Some of them died without even knowing how they died. As in mid-air, The darkness was covering Fang Yuan's head, and they were all still weak. They could only watch helplessly as Fang Yuan was taken down, but they were unable to resist.
"Go ahead and escape for your life..."
The old deacon also let out a long sigh at this time.
He retracted the immortal rope on Fang Yuan's body, and then, his big sleeves swelled, and above his head, a white light rose faintly into the night, and as the white light appeared, his body actually began to burst, but The breath of terror emerged...
"He is going to..."
Fang Yuan suddenly knew the purpose of the old deacon, and his heart couldn't help but beat violently.
"Will you destroy your Tao foundation and break my secret method?"
In mid-air, the voice of Jiuyou Palace's Gou Liao envoy sounded coldly: "It's useless!"
This is very simple to say, but it makes people very helpless!
The Nine Nether Assassin's secret skills are so powerful, I'm afraid it's really useless for a foundation-building monk to try his best...
But even if it's useless, what can be done
This was the last resort the old deacon could do...
If he could protect Fang Yuan and escape, he would naturally do it, but if he couldn't, then he would have to protect him as far as he could...
boom!
Suddenly, the old deacon's whole body was ignited with raging fire, dozens of feet high, and he seemed to have turned into a huge burning man, with infinite strength, standing upright, and fiercely attacked the night, boundless Wildfire burns the sky...
When Mr. Zhu saw that there was no one else around him, he had no choice but to pull Fang Yuan and hurry back.
The old deacon's last desperate move did not last long before the secret method of Jiuyou Palace. The huge burning man smashed his fist into the night, but it had no effect. The night cannot be torn apart. , couldn't be hit, but it had a huge pressure, wrapping the fire man alive, the flames were extinguished one by one, and then continued to flow forward, covering Fang Yuan...
"Good disciple, with your teacher in front of you, no one can hurt you..."
Without thinking, Mr. Zhu stood in front of Fang Yuan, held up his long sword, and slashed forward with all his strength.
This sword really has no power...
But unexpectedly, the night was suddenly torn open with a huge hole!
Everyone was stunned.
In the midst of this fierce fight, there was a moment of dead silence, and then countless eyes looked up into the air.
In mid-air, above the night, a skinny and short shadow appeared, wearing a huge bamboo hat.
It was he who broke through the night that shrouded the world and prevented the night from wrapping towards Fang Yuan.
"who?"
After a moment of silence, it was the Jiuyou Palace assassin who reacted first.
In shock, three green flags swayed at the same time, surrounding the left and right, and rushed toward the black figure.
At the same time, below them, countless whistling sword lights also changed their directions and hit the black shadow. Those poisonous insects floating in the air like dark clouds blocked the sky and the sun. They all came to him...
It was obvious that the Jiuyou Palace assassin realized how terrifying this man was and decided to get rid of him first.
"Sword Rain!"
"Youyun!"
"Escape!"
"Yebu!"
The four secret techniques of the Nine Nether Assassins rushed towards the person who suddenly appeared in mid-air almost at the same time.
"It's so bloody!"
The black figure that appeared in the mid-air lowered his head to look at the battlefield, and sighed softly. Then he shook his head gently and murmured to himself: "The former Jiuyou Palace assassins focused on killing people. When did it become so vulgar as art?"
When he said this, the four secret arts were already in front of him.
And he sighed lowly, suddenly formed a seal with his hands, and read a long syllable in his mouth.
The syllables had no meaning, but there were countless changes, which were ten times or a hundred times faster than human speech.
However, the pronunciation of each word is extremely clear, and each word shakes the void.
Just under this sharp and strange curse sound, the assassins of Jiuyou Palace who were swarming around were suddenly shocked. After the endless sword light, an assassin in green clothes showed up, and they were all shocked. He covered his ears with all his strength, screamed and fell into the clouds. He actually fell down and died on the ground. The poisonous insects like dark clouds also fell into pieces.
Even the curtain covering the night sky was shaken to pieces and shattered piece by piece.
And the three Jiuyou Palace Gou Liao envoys in charge of Qingban felt as if they had seen a ghost for a moment.
"The fifth form of the Nine Nether Secret Technique..."
"Crying?"
"Who are you and how do you know the secret method of Jiuyou Palace?"
(End of chapter)