Chapter 284

"please!"

It was Fang Yuan's wish to be able to fight Lin Qianye again, and he ended up immediately.

People from the Qiansui Mountain sect, even though they have made repeated orders, still have a lot of curious eyes, looking out from the dark, with a vague eagerness.

It is not easy for a martial arts master to face off against a dream master, and it is a life-and-death fight.

call out!

In Fang Yuan's hand, the Lihuo sword emerged, with the coiled dragon as the handle, and the brilliance on it gleamed with astonishing sharpness: "Did you ever regret what you did before?"

"What regrets do I have? Dream masters like you are all cancerous tumors, rampant and domineering, harming the world! I only hate killing too few!"

Lin Qianye laughed loudly: "If you add another one today, even death is worth it!"

There was a light of enlightenment in this person's eyes, and he must have been very aware of his end.

If he loses this duel, he will naturally die.

Even if he wins and kills his opponent, Elder Lianhuo will never let him go!

Both left and right are dead, the best ending, but both die.

This is the sorrow of the weak!

"Okay, at the critical moment, you will see your true nature!"

Fang Yuan smiled, pointed at the tip of the sword, and a burst of Lihuo sword energy burst out immediately.

"This Lin Qianye is really insane and hopeless!"

Elder Lianhuo looked at Master Longhu with a cold face, "Is this how your disciples are taught?"

"of course not!"

Daoist Longhu's face was also sinking like water, obviously feeling the death will of his second brother!

In my heart, I couldn't help but sigh, the parents of this second brother died in the influence of the dream master's fight when he was young, and when he grew up, his childhood sweetheart was also taken away by a dream master, so it's no wonder that his temperament changed drastically.

"Mere sword energy!"

Eight spiritual veins emerged from Lin Qianye's back, and he rushed forward, his palms turned into light and shadows all over the sky: "Qianye's hand!"

call out!

His hands radiated energy, which suddenly became translucent and indestructible, and he repeatedly grabbed and squeezed the sword energy.

"Dual Phase of Kurong·Yan Mo Zhan!"

The Eight Meridian Martial Sect is only one step away from being able to condense the martial arts saint body and enter the realm of true saints, which is naturally no small matter.

Lin Qianye came to Fang Yuan in a blink of an eye, made a knife with his hand, and cut it down suddenly.

Even, behind him, the eight spiritual veins combined with each other to form a half-dry, half-growth strange appearance, blessing his body with a great force.

This was a full-strength shot, ready to kill Fang Yuan with one blow!

"Well done!"

If it were an ordinary dream master, who would be frightened by the aura of this withered form, he might be stunned for a while and be beheaded on the spot.

But Fang Yuan is not only a dream master, but also a Wuzong!

He was thinking fast, a dark golden light radiated from his body, and four spiritual veins emerged on his back, combined into a spirit armor, covering his whole body, and quickly retreated.

At the same time, on the left hand, another faint blue water sword also emerged: "Water and Fire Liangyi Sword Formation! Kill!"

Whoosh!

Two sword qi, one red and one blue, entangled like Taiji, and locked Lin Qianye in place, before erupting loudly.

"Huh? Breakthrough? No wonder you dare to fight with me? It's just the combination of two swords, so it's so powerful?"

Lin Qianye's palm trembled violently, and the energy and blood in his body surged. At this moment, he finally had to admit that the opponent was someone of the same level as him, and he focused on dealing with it.

Buzz!

The withered face merged into his back at once, one after another spirit lines emerged on his body, and even half of his face began to wither away.

Although his appearance became so terrifying and ugly, his body was extremely strong at once, and sporadic sword energy strafed on it, only clanging and crisp sounds could be made.

'Second brother has finally achieved great success, making further progress...'

Seeing this scene, Master Longhu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If Lin Qianye can survive this time, perhaps he will be able to condense his Kurong real body into a secluded retreat for another three years, and step into the highest realm of martial arts!

Unfortunately, any breakthrough requires merit.

In the fierce battle at this time, even if the realm breaks through, the cultivation level will not increase immediately.

Elder Lianhuo looked at this scene, but his eyes became more and more murderous.

"Die!"

Lin Qianye roared like a wild beast, but every move was strictly controlled, without any flaws, and she wanted to push Fang Yuan into a desperate situation.

"Hmm... It seems that ordinary sword energy can't kill you."

Fang Yuan's twin swords came out continuously, like flowing water, like strands of water.

Even if Lin Qianye could counteract the subtle sword qi with his body, the main sword qi could still hurt him, let alone facing the divine weapon directly.

After a few ups and downs, there were several bloodstains on this person's body, and his face became more and more crazy.

"Burning blood supernatural power!"

With a roar, blood beads exploded on his body, and he instantly turned into a blood man, broke through the blockade of sword energy, and came to Fang Yuan: "Die to me!"

"Water and fire come out!"

As soon as Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, both swords came out together, and there was even a trace of thunder flashing in the middle.

call out!

The ground shook, and dust rose.

Daoist Longhu heaved a long sigh, but Elder Lianhuo's face was uncertain.

"Okay... I didn't expect that I would die at your hands..."

Lin Qianye looked at the two long swords in his hands, with a smile and tears on his face.

After saying this, the center of his brows exploded, a scorched black sword mark appeared, and he collapsed limply, completely out of breath.

'The twin swords of water and fire are holding you together, and the last ray of lightning 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 retracted Yanlong, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You came back from a big victory, but you were injured in the end, you should take a rest!"

His complexion recovered in an instant, and he looked at Master Longhu again: "Since the culprit is dead, I will take my leave..."

Daoist Longhu looked blankly, looked at Lin Qianye's corpse, and did not speak.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan sighed in his heart, knowing that the hatred had been planted and could not be undone.

"Let's go!"

Elder Lianhuo sneered a few times, and left first, Fang Yuan followed closely.

If he didn't rely on this person's protection, I'm afraid that the entire Qiansui Mountain would tear him alive.

...

After a long time, the setting sun was like blood, and the real dragon and tiger remained motionless, like a sculpture in the cold wind.

"Lord of the mountain?"

Several elders came out, worried.

"Forget it, you guys bury Qianye... well!"

Master Longhu waved his hands, and when he said the last sentence, his voice was unavoidably choked with sobs.

"Follow the law!"

At this time, there are deacons, disciples, etc., who come out to clean up the mess.

Master Longhu looked at the direction where Elder Lianhuo left, with a gloomy expression, and finally turned into the mountain gate: "I want to retreat, don't bother me with trivial matters!"

...

"This... this is the power of the dream master! Is this the person who is enmity with my Ruan family?"

Looking at the messy battlefield and Lin Qianye's corpse, Ruan Junxian was stunned.

The glory of the teacher's sect, a peak martial artist who opened eight veins and was only one step away from condensing his real body, fell in front of him, especially the one who killed him was his own enemy, this kind of blow is really unparalleled.

In the bottom of his heart, he couldn't help but think, "Even if I cultivate to the level of the deputy sect master, I'm afraid I'll be killed by that dream master with a sword."

Even, when he was promoted to the Eight Meridian Martial Sect, how far should the opponent reach?

The disparity here is really desperate, and even makes him feel disheartened.

"Your envy!"

At this time, some fellow students gathered around with sullen expressions on their faces, which made him have a bad premonition.

The crowd parted, and He Shantong, the black tiger Tai Sui, walked in.

"Master!"

The uneasiness in his heart suddenly intensified, but Ruan Junxian still raised his head tenaciously.

"You... Sigh, although you are not responsible, this matter is indeed caused by your family. I am afraid that I will not be able to accommodate you in Qiansui Mountain..."

Ruan Junxian immediately turned pale, and took a few steps back: "Master...you..."

In my heart, it felt like a knife had cut me.

Knowing that these fellow disciples are afraid of taking responsibility, they actually want to depose themselves!

Thinking of the family's dedication to the master for many years, it is simply what they want, and there is a flame in their chest.

But at this time, he gritted his teeth, knowing that he must not show it, otherwise he would be killed immediately.

"I can't be your master anymore!"

He Shantong sighed: "From today onwards, you and I will have no ties, so let's go down the mountain!"

"Master!"

At this time, a young martial artist next to him jumped out immediately: "Although this person was expelled from the sect, he still has the martial arts of my Thousand Years Mountain!"

Ruan Junxian glanced at him, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

This little junior brother usually looks humble and respectful, but unexpectedly at this time, he was the one who took the lead in launching the attack.

"That's right, his martial arts should be abolished!"

"The master is still too kind, why just expelled from the master? In my opinion, such scum should be killed directly..."

...

There are few people who give charcoal in the snow, but there are countless people who make trouble.

Looking at this scene, Ruan Junxian suddenly wanted to laugh.

When the powerful enemy was raging before, where did these loyal ministers go?

After all, he was just bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, and even had the idea of ​​using his own head to please the dream master.

"That's not right, after all, Jun Xian is an apprentice with art, and... there is still the Ruan family!"

He Shantong raised his eyebrows, then shook his head: "Go!"

"Thank you, Master...everyone!"

Ruan Junxian stumbled and went down the mountain in a daze, like a walking dead.

Thinking of the scene where I was a genius when I was young, the master and apprentice complement each other, and the friendship of the same clan, tears finally couldn't bear it and fell down.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

When I came to a small mountain stream, I wanted to cry but couldn't, so I laughed out loud.

"I never thought that I, Ruan Junxian, would end up like this... Haha, if I didn't have another family, I wouldn't even be able to save my martial arts life!"

"Haha...Master Meng is overbearing, the sky has no eyes! No eyes!"

In the midst of this indulgence, a strange change emerged in him.

Hoo hoo!

The vitality is surging, forming a vortex.

A crisp sound came from his dantian.

"This is... a breakthrough?"

Ruan Junxian was stunned, and finally calmed down: "The realm that you can't get in every day, this is it? I have cultivated into Wuzong?"

If it was one day earlier, he would be ecstatic.

But now, there is a wry smile and a deep trembling at the same time. Even the Qiansui Mountain, which has the true sage, can't keep Lin Qianye. What's the point of being a mere pawn?