One "Please!"

It was Fang Yuan who wanted to fight Lin Qianye again, so he ended immediately.

Even though the people from Qiansuishan Sect had been repeatedly exclaimed, they still had many curious eyes, and they looked out from the dark, with vague enthusiasm.

The martial arts masters are fighting against the Dream Master, and they are also fighting for life and death. Such opportunities are not easy to have.

call out!

In Fang Yuan's hand, the sword of Lihuo appeared, and the Panlong was the handle, and the light shone on it was shining with amazing sharpness: "Do you regret it when you did it before?"

"What regret do I have? You dream masters are all cancers, domineering and harming the world! I only hate that they have killed too few people!"

Lin Qianye laughed: "If you add one more today, it's worth it to die!"

There was a light of enlightenment in this person's eyes, and he must have known his fate very well.

If he loses in this duel, he will naturally die.

Even if he can win and kill his opponent, Elder Lianhuo will never let him go!

Both sides die, the best ending, but they die together.

This is the sorrow of the weak!

"Okay, it's only at the critical moment that you can see your true nature!"

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

"This Lin Qianye is indeed crazy and hopeless!"

Elder Lianhuo looked at Longhu Zhenren with a cold face: "Is this what the disciples are taught in your sect?"

"Of course not!"

The true man Longhu was also as sank as water, and obviously felt his second brother's deceased ambition!

In my heart, I couldn't help but sigh. When these second brothers were young, their parents died in the trouble of the dream master's fight. When they grew up, their childhood sweethearts were also taken aback by a dream master. No wonder their temperament changed drastically.

"Just sword energy!"

Eight spiritual veins behind Lin Qianye emerged, rushed forward, and his palm turned into light and shadow: "Qianye Hand!"

call out!

His hands exuded energy, and suddenly became translucent and invincible. He grabbed it and squeezed the sword energy.

"Both phases of withering and flourishing·Yanmo Slash!"

The Eight-Cheng Wushu Sect is only one step away from being able to condense the holy body of martial arts and enter the realm of the True Saint, which is naturally extraordinary.

Lin Qianye just flashed and came to Fang Yuan, used his hand as a knife, and suddenly slashed it.

Even behind him, eight spiritual veins combined to form a strange magical appearance that was half-dead and half-prosperous, and a powerful force was used to bless him.

This is a complete move, ready to kill Fang Yuan with one blow!

"Good come!"

If it were an ordinary dream master, he would be stunned by the aura of the withered and prosperous Dharma image, and he might be stunned for a moment and beheaded on the spot.

But Fang Yuan is not only the Dream Master, but also the Wuzong!

He thought quickly, and a dark golden light emitted from his body. Four spiritual veins appeared behind him, combined into spiritual armor, covering his whole body, and quickly retreated.

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

Whoosh!

Two sword energy, one red and one blue, were like Tai Chi, entangled, holding Lin Qianye in its original place and burst out with a bang.

"Hmm? Breakthrough? No wonder I dared to fight with me? It's just that the two swords combined have such power?"

Lin Qianye's palm shook violently, and his body's qi and blood were surging. At this time, he finally had to admit that the other party was a person of the same level as him and he was concentrating on responding.

Buzz!

The withering and prosperous Dharma image merged into his back, and spiritual patterns appeared on his body, and even half of his face began to wither.

Although his appearance became so terrifying and ugly, his body was extremely strong, and sporadic sword energy shot on it, making only a jingling sound.

‘The second brother finally went to the top of the pole, and went further…’

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

If Lin Qianye survived this time, perhaps he would be able to condense his true body withered and prosperous body and enter the supreme realm of martial arts!

Unfortunately, any breakthrough requires merit.

In this fierce battle, even if the realm is broken, the cultivation level will not rise immediately.

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

"Die!"

Lin Qianye roared like a wild beast, but his every move was very strict, without any flaws, and he wanted to force Fang Yuan into a desperate situation.

"Well...it seems that ordinary sword energy can't kill you."

Fang Yuan’s two swords emerged continuously, like flowing water, and like strands.

Even if Lin Qianye can use his physical body to compete with the subtle sword energy, the main sword energy can still hurt him, let alone face the body of the divine weapon directly.

After a few ups and downs, the person had several blood marks on his body and his face became more and more crazy.

"Blood-burning magical power!"

He roared wildly, and blood beads exploded on his body, instantly turning into a blood man, breaking through the sword energy blockade, and coming to Fang Yuan: "Die for me!"

"Water and fire come out together!"

Fang Yuan gritted his teeth, and the two swords came out together, and a trace of thunder flashed through it.

call out!

The ground shook and sand suddenly rose.

The real person Longhu sighed, but the face of Elder Lianhuo was in a state of uncertainty.

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

Lin Qianye looked at the two long swords in his hand, and his face seemed to be crying and laughing.

After saying this, his eyebrows exploded, and a charred sword mark appeared. He fell down softly, and his breath was gone.

‘The two swords of water and fire are stalemate with you, and the last trace of thunder sword energy becomes the last straw that overwhelms the weight…’

Fang Yuan wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and turned to Elder Lianhuo: "Fortunately, I'm not humiliating my fate!"

"Okay! Very good!"

Elder Refining Fire took back the Flame Dragon, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You returned from a great victory, but you were injured in the end. Let's take a break!"

His expression suddenly recovered, and he looked at Longhu Zhenren again: "Since the culprit is dead, I will say goodbye..."

The true man Longhu looked blank and looked at Lin Qianye's body without saying anything.

When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he sighed in his heart, knowing that hatred had been planted and could not be saved.

"Let's go!"

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

If he did not use this person to protect him, he would probably have been torn to pieces alive by the entire Qiansui Mountain.

...

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

"Master?"

Several elders came out and were worried.

"Forget it, you can bury Chiba... well!"

The real person Longhu waved his hand, and when he said the last sentence, he couldn't help but feel sobbing in his voice.

"Abide by the law!"

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

True Man Longhu looked in the direction of Elder Lianhu leaving, with a gloomy expression, and finally turned into the mountain gate: "I want to go into seclusion, don't bother me in any idle things!"

...

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

Ruan Junxian was stunned when he looked at the messy battlefield and Lin Qianye's corpse.

The glory of the master, a peak warrior who had opened the eight veins and was only one step away from condensing his true body, fell in front of him. The one who killed him was his enemy. This kind of blow was incomparable.

In his heart, he couldn't help but feel the idea that "even if I cultivate to the level of the deputy sect leader, I'm afraid I will be killed by the dream master with one sword."
To be continued...