"Do you really want to kill?"
Mr. Tianji was taken aback, and the children in the valley were also taken aback. Their eyes swept over the faces of Lord Xuanming and Fang Yuan with shock and fear. In their opinion, such a scene The bet was sudden and almost child's play. Such a small bet, if it was just a trick used by Fang Yuan to force Lord Xuan Ming to come out, why would he really want to cut off someone's head
How could a top Nine Pattern Formation Master lose his life because of such a trivial matter
Fang Yuan's face was very gloomy at this time. He could see that Mr. Tianji was hinting to him that it would be enough to push him as hard as possible, and that he should give Lord Xuanming a step forward and make him agree to go with him, but he didn't. Going to say.
"You have lost the bet, why are you still unwilling to die?"
Fang Yuan looked at Lord Xuanming who was pale, hesitant and sweating, and said in a cold voice: "Don't you even want to lose face?"
Lord Xuanming swayed, and suddenly looked at Fang Yuan with seriousness, and said sternly: "Okay, what a kid, he is really capable of this. I admit, I did lose just now, even if I lose, it doesn't matter." It's easy to say, today I admit defeat, if you want to say anything, just say it..."
"I want your head!"
Fang Yuan interrupted him directly and said calmly: "If I lost just now, you really wanted my head, right? If that's the case, why can't I want your head?"
Lord Xuanming's face turned pale, a flash of anger flashed across his face, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the sword.
"call out!"
But at this moment, suddenly from outside the valley, a sword light flew through the air. The sword light came extremely unexpectedly. It swept up the wind and snow outside the valley, and separated Lord Xuanming and the sword. A clear and sharp horizontal line was drawn between them.
The sword energy surged, and even Fang Yuan's sword that was transformed from black and yellow energy was scattered, turning into a few wisps of green energy and scattered between the heaven and the earth.
"Haha, people in the world of mortals are used to being entangled endlessly. They are full of shame and ignorance, but they insist on dragging others to wallow in the world of mortals. They often say that others do not take responsibility, and open their mouths to talk about all the people in the world. , you are so worried about the common people in the world, then you can just go and work for the common people, why do you have to drag us peaceful people like us away from the world?"
Following the words, six old men wearing various robes were seen coming from outside the valley. These people had different appearances. They were either wearing black robes or white robes, and they all had an immortal style. The appearance of the bones also shows that the Qi is as deep as the abyss and the sea.
It seems that among these six people, two or three are actually at the level of god transformation.
These people fell into the middle of the field. An old man with wild hair and a long sword in his arms glanced at Mr. Tianji and said with a smile: "Old Tianji, when you came here before, you just persuaded me with words. Although it was a bit noisy and annoying, but I still follow the rules and etiquette as a human being, but now I come here and actually resort to deceit and coercion, right?"
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Dragon Sword, Fellow Daoist Xingluo, Fellow Daoist Baichi, Fellow Daoist Suihan, Fellow Daoist Baizhang, Fellow Daoist Dragon Marrow..."
Mr. Tianji looked at those people, smiled bitterly, and greeted them one by one, politely.
Among the people in the group, a man holding a black plate in his arms helped Lord Xuanming up, and sighed: "Old Xuanming, we were originally aware that someone had entered the fairyland, and we were worried that you would be persuaded to leave. , I just came here to look for you, but I didn’t expect that you were almost forced to commit suicide. How can I be so polite? With old friends like us here, fellow Taoist Xuanming can rest assured and don’t pay attention to them!"
While he was speaking, several other people looked at Fang Yuan with some unkind eyes.
Fang Yuan met the eyes of these people and said calmly: "You will know if I forced him to commit suicide, just ask him!"
"It's all your trick anyway!"
The old man with the sword in his arms shouted sharply, then looked at Lord Xuanming and shouted: "What on earth is going on?"
Lord Xuanming waved his hand and had no words to say this.
On the other hand, the red jade boy next to him spoke quickly, crisply and smartly, and spoke in a crackling voice.
After hearing these words, all the old people looked slightly startled.
They never expected that Lord Xuanming would actually lose to this young man.
If they were betting on something else, these people would still consider that there was fraud in it, but although Master Xuanming is not as good as them in cultivation, he is one of the top formation masters in the world. Even he can't say anything, so he must be He was really defeated and had nothing to say.
This made it difficult for them to help and force themselves forward.
"It turns out that there really is such a powerful young man in this world!"
In the silence, the old man Long Jiansou suddenly sneered and said: "We are all outsiders. We have hid in this place for peace of mind. You people are still unwilling to let us go. Let’s leave, hehe, kid, since you bet with Lao Xuanming on formation skills and won his head, why not also discuss sword skills with me and win my head?”
What he said was already a bit arrogant, taking advantage of the situation to pressure others.
Either Fang Yuan would fight with him in a sword fight, and if he lost, he would get Lord Xuan Ming's head in exchange for it.
Either Fang Yuan stopped mentioning the matter and turned around and left, or he had to lose his head to him.
As for the hope of winning, it is really negligible. Seniors like Long Jiansou, apart from their cultivation, have also reached the level of swordsmanship. Even in a holy place like Xijianchi, their swordsmanship is far ahead of all the Nascent Souls. Above the Sword Immortal, his swordsmanship is beyond the reach of such a young man who is good at formations. Even if the great elder of the Sword Washing Pond comes, it will be a dilemma...
After hearing this, several old men nearby also sneered: "Yes, if you can beat the old dragon sword, then you still have my talisman!"
"I also want to see if this young man understands the art of chess!"
“…”
“…”
As soon as they opened their mouths, things got messed up. Judging from their attitude, they had to leave Lord Xuanming behind.
When Mr. Tianji saw this appearance, he sighed lowly and wanted to retreat.
But unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Fang Yuan suddenly raised his head and said, "Okay!"
Several other people were startled.
Fang Yuan had already looked at Long Jiansou and said solemnly: "Then I will bet on swordsmanship with my senior. It's just that I haven't transformed into a god yet, but my senior already has the source of immortality in me. I don't know if you want to use the power of the law to suppress me." , or do you really want to bet on swordsmanship with this junior?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Tianji hurriedly stopped: "No..."
But Fang Yuan didn't listen, and the green energy turned into a sword, holding it in his hand.
Long Jiansou's face also changed, and he said solemnly: "You are so brave! That's all, since you dare to show your sword in front of me, then I will give you a chance. I am an elder, so naturally I will not bully you. With the power of law, I I don’t know how to use it, you and I are only talking about swordsmanship. If you can use swordsmanship to force me to use the power of law, then I will lose this gambling battle to you, how about it?"
Fang Yuan nodded: "Okay!"
Long Jiansou smiled and was about to say some other rules when Fang Yuan suddenly greeted him with his sword: "Take the sword!"
His movement was different from what others had imagined. He held the Qing Qi Sword in his hand, but he didn't even move at all. Instead, a flash of light flashed around him, and suddenly a sword light appeared through the air, flashing in the air. Passed by and slashed straight at the Dragon Sword Old Man head on!
The sword of the mind!
Now it's a sword fight, so of course there's no need to think about it so much. What comes up is his strongest sword of the mind.
"This sword of yours..."
Long Jiansou was shocked. With a swing of the long sword in his hand, thousands of sword shadows were transformed into thousands of sword shadows, spreading out in front of him like a huge disk. Each sword was actually just a sword. The shadow of the sword unfolded in the mid-air, like a peacock spreading its tail. Just from this style of swordsmanship, it can be seen that he has cultivated the sword mind realm of the Xijianchi lineage to an extremely high level.
However, Fang Yuan's sword of mind is different from the sword washing pool.
He follows the line of flawless swordsmanship. The stronger his will and the clearer his mind is, the stronger his swordsmanship will be.
After Fang Yuan cultivated this sword, he experienced many things in the South China Sea, the Demonic Edge, and the Demon Realm. He did not know how many dangers he encountered, nor how many scandals he encountered in the world. His Taoist heart never changed, and his firmness of mind was beyond anyone's imagination. imaginable…
It can be said that even if he now has magical powers such as Jiulong Lihuo, the Heart Sword is still his strongest method!
"Bah la la..."
It was like the sound of ice and snow being shattered, and the sword shadow in front of Long Jiansou was shattered. The sword struck in front of him. Long Jiansou shouted, and a green forest suddenly appeared around him, as if Traces of mountains and rivers, and with the appearance of this shadow, the laws of heaven and earth changed drastically, and the void twisted. Fang Yuan's sword flew straight to the sword light in front of him, and then flew out diagonally...
Even so, he was still gasping for breath, obviously shocked, and suddenly shouted to Fang Yuan: "What is your relationship with that lame man who insisted on entering the Immortal Mountain in the world and looking for people to compete with others in swordsmanship?"
"Jian Chi has also met them?"
Fang Yuan was slightly startled, then ignored him, just looked at him and said, "Who won this bet?"
Long Jiansou looked extremely embarrassed.
Not to mention that he had used the power of law in front of everyone just now to save his life. Just because this young man showed the swordsmanship of that swordsman back then, he had no face to say in front of these old friends, I won the bet myself.
Turning his head to look at Lord Xuan Ming, whose face was now even more gloomy, he sighed.
Waving away the power of law around him, he walked helplessly towards Fang Yuan and sighed: "That's all, then I'll follow you..."
"Uh-huh!"
What no one expected was that the sword light around Fang Yuan suddenly rose sharply.
The Intention Sword, which was several times more powerful than before, appeared again, and suddenly slashed across Long Jiansou's neck. Thinking that he was so close to Long Jiansou, and that Long Jiansou was completely defenseless, and had just taken away the law. He didn't even think about it, so how could he dodge this sword? In an instant, a head flew into the air, with a look of reluctance and surprise on his face.
"There is no shortage of sword wielders like you in this world..."
Fang Yuan dodged, grabbed his head, held it in his hand, and said calmly: "So I'd better make a bet!"
(End of chapter)