HBWnovel Chapter 56 2 in 1
Chapter 56 2 in 1
Medical Valley.
Meng Ke caught a stream of light, and after seeing the handwriting clearly, the corner of his mouth turned up. Suddenly, another hand stretched out from behind Meng Ke, and pulled the letter away with a "shua".
"Master," Meng Ke sighed, looked at his empty hands, and turned his head without any surprise. Huai Sheng, the former owner of Yigu, sat casually on a futon, and said with his head, "it's a letter to me that won't be broken."
Huaisheng retreated for two years. Not long after he left the retreat, he went to Houtucheng a while ago and learned from those old friends that Lu Yan had returned to Central Continent. Hearing second-hand information about the demon world, Huaisheng wandered back. Yigu became the Supreme Emperor, two years ago Lu Yan used the grand array of stars and sundials in Houtucheng, which made Huaisheng feel something, now his mood is not the same as before, and he has some other interesting things, such as teasing his nephew.
"Kongqing is getting more and more serious, this is not good," Huaisheng carefully read the letter from Lu Yan, the little flower on the top of his head stretched forward cooperatively, at the end, Huaisheng couldn't help sighing, "Open the door of the devil world, Xiao Bupo dares to think."
When Bai Qiucheng treated the strange disease of "Yellow Liang", Lu Yan worked out an automatic alchemy furnace, which greatly shortened the time for alchemy. Meng Ke knew that his brother never took the usual path, and he usually didn't rely on others to solve things by himself. Come on, it shows that what Lu Yan is going to do is extraordinary. After reading the letter, he realizes that it is far more than ordinary. It can be called "big rebellion".
As soon as the gate of the demon world was opened, thousands of monsters came to Central Continent, and the demons were devoured by their talents. If a catastrophe happened, Lu Yan's ten thousand deaths would not be enough to forgive him.
Thinking so, Meng Ke said, "Since Junior Brother Bu Po dares to speak, there must be a solution."
"Coincidentally, I thought so too," Huaisheng folded up the letterhead and put it in the storage space, not intending to return it to his nephew. He pinched his fingers and said, "It's no accident. The invitation from the sect is coming, anyway, Bupo is also in Jianzong, it is not appropriate for you, as the head of the Medical Valley, to go to watch the ceremony, and the uncle will go for you."
Meng Ke: "..."
Meng Ke: "Master, you just want to join in the fun, right?"
Huaisheng nodded and said, "The one who knows me is Kong Qing."
Meng Ke: "..."
Why is Master Master thicker-skinned than before?
Luoyan City.
When Lu Yan returned to Central Continent, Yu Niang never went to the Demon Realm again. The former Taoist couple who lived at the end of the city pecked at the Taoist and moved to the city lord's mansion. Lu Mao's puppet head, sitting obliquely on the imperial concubine's couch, asked lazily: "What's the reason today?"
Daoist Yipeng stared at the puppet whose bald head had been touched inexplicably, took out two letters from his arms, and said, "One is a letter from Unbreakable, and the other is from Jianzong, and I intercepted it halfway."
Yu Niang: "..."
How dare you be so confident in intercepting my letterhead halfway?
Yipeck Taoist's shoehorn face showed a smile that could not be described as pretty or ugly: "I didn't take it apart, so why don't you check it for me?"
Yuniang hooked her fingers, and two letters fell on the table next to the imperial concubine chair. One was crude with Lu Yan's Taoist name on it, and the other was rough, revealing the unique poverty of Jianzong.Yuniang opened Lu Yan's letter first, and said, "Speaking of which, the battle for the head of the Sword Sect should be in the near future?"
Luoyan City extends in all directions, and all kinds of news will be spread here with the monks. Yu Niang, who is in the city lord's mansion, actually knows Luoyan City well. After entering the gate of the Demon Realm two years ago, I was planning what to do today."
Daoist Yipeng didn't have much dealings with Lu Yan. To be precise, Taoist Yipeng, as a master, was a little bit cowardly when he saw Lu Yan's eyes that seemed to see everything. Don't you see his little nephew in Guangzhou? Lin Zhai only stayed for a few days, relying on guesswork to get the bottom of Luoyan City. If Lu Yan was a disciple of another sect, Taoist Yipeck would have closed his door to thank the guests for the rest of his life, but Lu Yan was his nephew, and he helped He rescued Yuniang from the demon world, which made Daoist Yipeck complicated and didn't know how to face Lu Yan for a while.
Cowardly, it shouldn't be.
It's not right to put the spectrum of the elders.
Be grateful, do you still want to be an uncle?
Thousands of thoughts turned into surprise after Taoist Yipeng read the signature: "Is he going to be an enemy of Zhongzhou?"
Open the gate of the Demon Realm and promote the exchanges between Central Continent and the Demon Realm.
What a joke, the human race and the demon race are naturally opposed, how to communicate!
Over there, Yu Niang had read the invitation written by the head of the Sword Sect, and replied: "Although I don't know what happened, but after Xiao Bupo compiled the exercises for the demon world, the demon race is restricted by the law of heaven, just like the monster race. "
Because Yu Niang was once possessed by demons, Yipeck Taoist instinctively hated the word "demon race": "But if the demon race devours mortals..."
"There are scum in the human race." After Yu Niang had a half-demon body, coupled with what she had seen and heard in the demon world, her conception became neutral invisibly. .”
With limited pen and ink, it is better to discuss face to face, and Yu Niang made the final decision: "In three days, I will leave for Jianzong, and you will help me look after the house."
"Help me watch the house."
"Housekeeping."
"Family."
Taoist Yipeck immediately put all his thoughts behind him and said, "Okay!"
The relationship with the former Taoist couple has gone one step further.
A pecking Taoist's abacus crackled.
The housekeeper has come, can it be far behind to enter the house!
Houtucheng.
On the eve of leaving for Jianzong, Yuan Li came to visit Taoist Yiyue.
At that time, Taoist Yiyue and Elder Pojun set up a table and were drinking. Seeing Yuan Li coming, he invited him to sit with him.
Po Jun gave Yuan Yang another cup and said, "I knew you were coming."
Lu Yan's letter said that they all knew that when Lu Yan just returned to Central Continent, when he led a demon child and told them interesting things about the demon world and the transformation of the demon world, they should have thought of this day.
The seal on the gate of the Demon Realm has been broken. It is impossible for the Demon Race to stay in the Demon Realm. They yearn for the sunshine of Central Continent, but the Demon Realm is under construction now. When they get used to the new Demon Realm, they should come out and see Central Continent.
Taoist Yiyue added wine and said carelessly: "If you don't break your heart, there will be a gap. We can't guess what he's thinking. After all, the gate of the devil world is in Houtu City. You can't get past here. It's waiting for the sword sect. Listen carefully. plan."
Po Jun deeply agreed: "I have sent a letter to Tian Yanzong, Senior Brother Wenqu sits in the sect, and my junior sister, Tanlang, went to Jianzong to observe the ceremony. Even if Jianzong disagrees, the few of us can support Bupo."
"Let me say something ugly," Taoist Yiyue played with the empty wine cup with his big hands. Lu Yan was his nephew, who was passed down by the God of Good Fortune to protect his shortcomings. Taoist Yiyue made a "pop", as if he accidentally crushed the wine cup. He replaced it with a new one and said, "I can still sit here and drink peacefully. It's already a life I've picked up. Otherwise, two years ago, not to mention me, the whole of Central Continent would have to be buried together, right?"
Po Jun clinked glasses with Taoist Yiyue: "That's the reason."
Yuan Qian drank the wine. He has guarded the sealing formation for hundreds of years, and he was unknowingly afraid of the gate of the demon world. But when Lu Yan came back, the demons did not break through the gate of the demon world and come to Central Continent. Now it is even more impossible. .
Two years.
Two years ago, the seal was broken, and the demonic energy howled, covering the sky and the sun, and the boy's back still lingered in his mind.
If there is no Lu Yan, how can we talk about today?
Yuan Yang said in relief, "It's my demon."
Fu laughed again: "This magic vine wine tastes good. After arriving at Jianzong, I will definitely ask for a few more glasses."
The night was clear, stars hung above it, and the moon cast silvery light, covering Song Fuyao who was sitting quietly in the courtyard.
In a few days, it will be the day when the one-year agreement that she personally begged from the master master will come.
The Kunpeng Sword was lying quietly beside her. Song Fuyao stroked the damaged marks on the scabbard. The scabbard of the Kunpeng Sword was made of a whole piece of monster skin. Come out and give it to her. The animal skin is extremely hard, and it is not afraid of wind, frost and fire, but it has been damaged by her holding the sword day after day.
Lu Yan sat cross-legged beside her.
Song Fuyao asked: "Brother Bupo, is there such a moon in the Demon Realm?"
She actually wanted to ask, during the two years in the Demon Realm, have you ever thought about returning to Central Continent, have you thought about shrinking back?
"There is a blood moon in the Demon Realm, and the ground is covered with a faint red color." How could Lu Yan fail to understand Song Fuyao's implication, he said along the way, "My destiny is to go forward and take a step back. Central Continent will not exist."
Song Fuyao thought that what Lu Yan was talking about was about the gate of the demon world. Yes, if Lu Yan hadn't been alone in the demon world, Central Continent would have been swallowed by the demons. If it wasn't for the imminent crisis, the sect leader wouldn't have forced a breakthrough Mahayana, she will be in retreat, quietly falling into darkness forever.
Lu Yan asked: "What is Senior Sister Fuyao afraid of?"
"Afraid? A sword cultivator can't say the word "afraid," Song Fuyao touched the hilt of the Kunpeng sword bit by bit with his fingers. In order to match the name of the sword, the hilt should be engraved with a totem of a roc spreading its wings. In the sword, almost everything is smoothed out, leaving only vague lines and outlines. "The master master once said that Duan Tongfeng was born for the sword. He was born with a sword body and has extraordinary talent. He is proud of the sword sect." The chief, and everyone else, can only hide in the chief's light, watching him stand tall and stare at the sky."
Lu Yan said: "But you don't want to."
Song Fuyao smiled: "But I don't want to."
She doesn't want to be someone's subordinate, doesn't want to be just a shadow, and doesn't want to accept Duan Tongfeng's charity.
The Kunpeng sword buzzed, as if matching the master's state of mind, Song Fuyao held down the Kunpeng sword, his eyes lit up: "If you don't break the junior brother, I will win. You can raise the second condition."
"No hurry," Lu Yan narrowed his eyes, "Senior Sister Fuyao, let me tell you about the Demon World."
As the sun rises, Jianzong beats the drums, resounding like thunder.
All the disciples were wearing uniform Taoist robes and assembled with the head of the Golden Palace.
Lu Yan bowed to the elders, except for him, A Liang was the lowest.
Huaisheng shook the little flower, and first exchanged a few words with the head of the sword sect. He is a doctor, so he naturally felt the pulse of the head of the sword sect. After calming the pain in the meridians and dantian, he put down a few bottles of pills and said, "It's a good thing to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and not to work hard in the future."
The master of Jianzong was comforted by Huai Sheng and smiled. He took a elixir bluntly, felt the slight heat from the dantian, knew that the elixir was priceless, and said, "I have no money to give you."
"Hmph, you will fall before me in the future, just in time..." Huaisheng stopped in the middle of his speech, he sighed softly, and said, "You know the situation of Jianzong best, the junior has not grown up, why did you suddenly go to the Mahayana?" Robbed?"
From the angle of the head of Jianzong, you can just see Lu Yanyan smiling at Yanyan's side face. He was in a daze, shook his head and said: "There are no eggs under the cover of the nest. If you want to fight for Jianzong's life, who would have thought... don't say it!" Already, senior brother Huaisheng, look at my two juniors, which one is better?"
The two leaves of the little flower on Huaisheng's head pointed to Lu Yan: "I just can't see through it. Among my peers, no one can surpass him in terms of mental talent."
The head of Jianzong was silent for a while. Half a month ago, he talked with Lu Yan all night. He thought he was a stubborn swordsman. In just one night, Lu Yan showed him a brand new Zhongzhou and Jianzong step by step. After leaving, let him feel the wasted time of hundreds of years from the inside out.
Huaisheng changed the subject and said, "But I don't like your disciple."
The disciple of the head of Jianzong is Duan Tongfeng.
After the Ceremony of the Head of the Medical Valley that day, Lu Yandu Yuanying Thunder Tribulation, 27 25 Ziming Thunder Tribulations added to his body, extremely dangerous, Lu Yan used ingenious methods to avoid [-], Huai Sheng actually heard Duan Tongfeng sneering aside.
Why does Taoist Yichen call Huaisheng "old and immortal", because he has lived long enough. Among his peers, he is the oldest. As a medical practitioner, he has seen more evils. During Duan Jie, Duan Tongfeng made sarcastic remarks here.
Too inappropriate.
He doesn't have the demeanor of being from a great sect.
Huai Sheng asked the head of the Sword Sect to rest for a while, and walked up to Lu Yan by himself, saying hello to the people around him.
"How is Junior Sister Greedy Wolf?"
"I haven't seen City Lord Yu for many years."
"City Master Yuan, take care of yourself."
"It's very beneficial to not break the cultivation base, yo, is this your child?"
Lu Yan: "..."
Lu Yan was helpless: "Uncle Huaisheng..."
Huaisheng laughed twice, rubbed Ah Liang's soft hair, and said, "Master, I'm just joking, I recognize him."
Two years ago, thanks to the children being hostages, I had a moment of respite.
Huaisheng looked around and asked, "I remember that Ying Sanliang is also in Jianzong, why don't you see him?"
He still remembered how anxious Ying Sanliang was when Lu Yan fell into a coma two years ago.
"He is a casual cultivator, and he doesn't like this kind of occasion," Lu Yan pointed to the tallest tree, and said, "Where is the monkey?"
Huai Sheng laughed.
Fellow Taoists and elders exchanged greetings for a while, and Jianzong beat the drum again.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Under the Golden Palace, the arena was set up, Duan Tongfeng and Song Fuyao were standing at the same place.
All the sects were seated first, and the head of Jianzong took the medicine Huai Sheng gave him, his complexion improved a lot, he wore a solemn Taoist robe, and except for the gatekeeper elder, the remaining four elders took their seats behind the head.
Under the stage, an outer disciple poked Nanshan and asked, "Look, is that Master Lu?"
Lu Yan sat with Fuyi, holding a child in his arms. He was different from Tianzhu when he was enlightened that day. He was wearing a black Taoist robe that can only be worn by the disciples of the Divine Creation Sect. Nanshan murmured: "It seems... really Yes."
Fuyi is still dressed in red, and all the disciples of the Sword Sect recognize him. Now that Fuyi is sitting with Master Lu, does it mean that Master Lu is the legendary Lu Bupo who used his body to suppress demons two years ago?
With the sound of a drum, all the disciples in the audience fell silent.
The head of Jianzong and everyone stood up, he looked at the disciples of Jianzong, and said slowly: "Jianzong, enter the Tao with the sword, the sword is the way, today, the one-year agreement has come, I invite all the sects to watch the ceremony , Choose one of Tongfeng and Fuyao to deliver the head order, Tiandi and all the sect's friends will witness, discuss the way with the sword, and the winner will bear the honor and disgrace of the sword sect in the future."
Duan Tongfeng and Song Fuyao lived separately,
Said: "Respect the order of the head!"
The head of the Sword Sect put his fingers together, drew out a sword energy, and landed between the two: "Start!"
The name of Duan Tongfeng's sword is Beiming. Unlike Kunpeng, his sword is two points narrower than ordinary swords. From the hilt to the sword body to the scabbard, the whole body is silvery white, glowing purple under the light. Slightly raised, concealing the sarcasm, he said: "Junior Sister, it's too late to give up now."
Song Fuyao's answer was, draw the sword!
At the beginning of the competition, Lu Yan's eyes were covered with a layer of spiritual energy, and said: "Senior Sister Fuyao has the benefit of swinging the sword three thousand times a day."
Song Fuyao's foundation was solid, and she could calm down by swinging the sword every day, and two consecutive months of cramming sword manual training allowed her to quickly respond to every attack of Duan Tongfeng.
For sword cultivators, swords are people and Tao.
On the contrary, Lu Yan couldn't see Duan Tongfeng's sword intent.
Duan Tongfeng's sword is very standard, and it was the same when he competed with Ying Sanliang last time, the standard was like a replica of the sword manual, without a trace of his own style, so Lu Yan had to think of the puppet he made.
"When I was young, I used to love to compete with Duan Tongfeng." Fuyi threw a fried bean into his mouth, and fed A Liang one by the way. A set of swordsmanship, this guy gets more and more wicked as he grows up, but his swordsmanship is good from beginning to end, I don't even know how he did it."
Dao heart and realm don't match, anyone has to be suspicious.
Lu Yan felt as if he had forgotten something, and while thinking, he replied: "If he is a mortal, his swordsmanship is good enough to get fame, but it is a pity that he is a monk."
The sound of swords clanging in his ears, Duan Tongfeng's sword was getting faster and faster, Song Fuyao accepted all of Duan Tongfeng's Linglie's attacks like a sea, and he used his strength to strike back and forth without losing his dexterity.
Fuyi raised his eyebrows, and Chaodouzi bit into his mouth: "Duan Tongfeng is in a hurry, but Fuyao is stable."
Is it really that easy to stabilize?
If so, Ying Sanliang will not...
Wait, how did Ying Sanliang get hurt?
Lu Yan thought about it carefully, according to his consciousness and memory, it is impossible to forget such an important thing, there must be something blinding him!
The silent sword energy gathered around Duan Tongfeng, causing the Kunpeng sword in Song Fuyao's hand to emit a sharp sword cry.
In the blink of an eye, the sword energy of the two people who were both Nascent Souls intertwined and corrected hundreds of moves.
Lu Yan saw a slight white mark on the back of his left hand, faintly horizontal on the back of his hand. In his spiritual consciousness, ruins, sword energy, scratches, seals, breakthroughs... all events were connected into a line, and Lu Yan covered the spiritual energy. A strong purple flashed in his eyes!
An overwhelming murderous aura emanated from Duan Tongfeng!
The gang wind formed by countless sword qi lingering cut off the jade crown with the hair bundled by the same wind, and the black hair scattered in all directions, completely surpassing the pressure of Yuanying, and fell on Song Fuyao. Hundreds of Beiming swords were densely pointed at Song Fuyao, and Duan Tongfeng seemed to grow huge in an instant. He looked down on Song Fuyao, as if looking down on an insignificant ant: "Junior Sister Song, Senior Brother will ask you one last time, will you admit defeat?"
Song Fuyao ruthlessly inserted the Kunpeng Sword into the ground, and trembled with a very small amplitude to form a barrier composed of sword energy to resist the pressure brought by Duan Tongfeng. She hissed: "Don't even think about it!"
Fuyi stood up with a "shua": "Dawn rises and evening sinks."
Using the sound of swords as the barrier is the most basic move in Fuyi's "Dark Rising and Dusk Sinking". Song Fuyao and Kunpeng swords pay attention to wide opening and closing. Such a subtle control is impossible to comprehend. Who would have thought that at the critical moment, Song Fuyao would Fuyao unexpectedly became enlightened.
"Heh——" Duan Tongfeng waved his hand, and under the control of countless Beiming swords, he stabbed at Song Fuyao, "Junior sister wants to die, no wonder senior brother is merciless in the future."
The Fifth Elder clenched his hands tightly, and the Sixth Elder next to him firmly held him: "Fifth Senior Brother, believe in Fuyao."
The third elder was even more complacent than the head of the Sword Sect: "My brother's condolences."
——It's just that he can't change the problem of automatically speaking short sentences when he sees Lu Yan's figure.
In Lu Yan's eyes, every sword shadow transformed by Beiming Sword has a tiny purple meaning. Hundreds of thousands of sword shadows are combined together, and the purple meaning is like rain, converging into vast mountains and rivers.
The fried beans in Ah Liang's hand rolled down one by one, and he couldn't help looking at Beimingjian, with a dark red in his eyes.
"Let me out..."
"Give me your body..."
"We can obviously coexist, can't we?"
no no!
Ah Liang wanted to scream, roar, and break the invisible bondage, but he couldn't even bite his tongue to wake himself up.
If there was a mirror in front of Ah Liang, he would definitely be able to see that one of his eyes was filled with dark red, and the other eye was full of panic.
As a half-demon body, Yu Niang has an extraordinary perception of demon energy. She can't help but look at Lu Yan, as if she wants to see A Liang in his arms through Lu Yan.Yu Niang said via voice transmission: "Not broken?"
There was a cultivator of Huashen present, and Yuniang didn't dare to say too much, but Lu Yan would definitely be able to understand her question.
Lu Yan moved his lips twice, and echoed: "It's nothing."
The Buwangbi was held by Lu Yan silently. He hugged Ah Liang and covered it with his sleeve. The cold end of the Tianzhu was pasted between the child's eyebrows, and a steady stream of spiritual power was poured into the seal with the Buwangbi.
In full view, Lu Yan couldn't redraw the seal, so he could only use his spiritual sense to control the aura, and use Tianzhu as the anchor to fill the seal again.
Dao deception is really powerful.
Lu Yan looked ahead.
Song Fuyao was completely buried by Beiming Sword's sword shadow, and the square was silent, as if the outcome had been decided.
The Fifth Elder couldn't control himself anymore, he wanted to go down to see how Song Fuyao was doing, just as he took a step forward, he was stopped by the head of the Sword Sect: "Old Fifth, sit down."
"The one under there is my disciple." The fifth elder's eyes were shattered, and he lowered his voice with all his strength, biting out a sentence between his lips and teeth, "Brother, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose."
The head of Jianzong didn't let go, he said: "Old Wu, you have to trust her."
At the same time, Lu Yan used his free hand to grab Fuyi who wanted to step down and fight Duan Tongfeng to the death: "Senior sister, you have to trust her."
"Om-"
The next moment, Song Fuyao's position, which was submerged by heavy sword shadows, released a fierce sword energy. The sword energy was like a towering mountain, like a vast river, and there seemed to be an ancient aura wandering in the stretch.
The fifth elder raised his head suddenly.
The head of Jianzong said in a daze: "This is..."
Grandmaster's sword?
Duan Tongfeng's growing smile suddenly stopped.
No, impossible!
"Zheng-"
Song Fuyao stood up from the shadows of thousands of swords. She tightly grasped the hilt of the Kunpeng Sword stuck in the ground with both hands, and turned it fiercely. The moment she pulled it out, the sword energy spread out like covering the sky and covering the sun, smashing the sword shadow. Even the main body of Beiming Sword has thin broken marks.
No one could see how Song Fuyao drew his sword.
Even the head of Jianzong and all the elders didn't see it.
Under that sword, it seems that the four seasons flow, and the rules disappear at this moment.
So amazing.
The natal spirit sword is connected to the body.
"puff!"
Duan Tongfeng didn't understand what happened yet, the backlash from the cracks in the Beiming sword caused him a colic from the bottom of his heart to his consciousness. With a mouthful of scarlet blood in his mouth, his eyes were dull, he raised the Beiming sword again, his murderous aura almost condensed Substantial black air, hurt him so far by his junior sister who has never looked down on him, Duan Tongfeng was almost mad, and shouted loudly: "I am the head of the sword sect—"
He hasn't taken over the head order yet, and hasn't opened the road to the sky. God gave him such a talent. He should have done more things. He should have become the master of Central Continent and live the same life as the sky!
Song Fuyao entered a mysterious realm, she didn't care what Duan Tongfeng was saying, she flashed in the air, and in an instant came to Duan Tongfeng, facing the Beiming sword and murderous aura, the two people and the two swords from the same poem had nothing to do with it. Reserved to bump together.
"boom!!"
The Kunpeng sword pierced Duan Tongfeng's left shoulder mercilessly, nailing Duan Tongfeng to the ground.
Beiming Sword shattered suddenly, and Duan Tongfeng's right hand holding the sword was scratched by the broken blade, and the fragments sank deeply into his palm, leaving only a hilt soaked in blood. Duan Tongfeng coughed hard and could only spit out two mouthfuls of blood.
Song Fuyao didn't forget to promise Lu Yan, she whispered in Duan Tongfeng's ear, "This is for you, Fellow Daoist."
Fellow Daoist?Who is Daoist Ying?Recently he only gave a sword to a casual cultivator
Wait, is it the casual cultivator who served as Lu Yan's bodyguard?
Duan Tongfeng's pupils shrank, disregarding the big brother's face, he said intermittently: "No, no...you can't..."
"I can," Song Fuyao exerted lightly, and the sword energy of the Kunpeng Sword wreaked havoc in Duan Tongfeng's body, directly breaking Duan Tongfeng's heart. Song Fuyao once thought she couldn't do it. Even more ruthless, "This belongs to Senior Sister Fuyi."
Finally, there's mine.
Song Fuyao didn't need to do anything else, she bent down and said, "Eldest senior brother, the head order doesn't belong to you, and Jianzong doesn't belong to you."
After strengthening the seal, Lu Yan put the Buwang pen in his sleeve, and nodded slightly with Song Fuyao.
To kill, to kill one's heart.
After finishing speaking, Song Fuyao pulled out the Kunpeng Sword from Duan Tongfeng's shoulder, took two steps back, and apologized to Duan Tongfeng, looking rather embarrassed: "I don't know if my brother can't resist, I was impulsive, but unfortunately I didn't have Huichun Pill, Wanwang Brother, it is better to stop in time when we discuss in the future."
That day when Fuyi and Duan Tongfeng fought, Song Fuyao clearly remembered that Duan Tongfeng said to Senior Sister Fuyi, "I don't know that Senior Sister can't resist, but it's a pity that I didn't have the Rejuvenation Pill, and Senior Sister Wanwang called to stop in time in the future."
Not a single word is bad.
Physical damage is nothing to a monk, especially a Nascent Soul cultivator, as long as the Nascent Soul in the dantian is intact, he can rebuild his body.
Duan Tongfeng spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and he seemed to hear a crisp breaking sound out of the air.
It is Dao Xin.
Dao heart broken.