Chapter 1011 Break the Sword

The red line kept drilling in and out of Mr. Qi's body. Not long after, his skin was covered with dense holes. His shrill wailing sounded like the people he killed along the way before he died. The dozen cavalry schools who died in Fangshanting Town and the two little maids who died in the back mountain of Zhuque Mountain, Mr. Qi enjoyed the pleasure they had brought when they died, but now, there was nothing else in his mind, only pain and fear.

When Mr. Qi's body was completely dead, his realm also disappeared completely. The black mist that was originally suppressed by Fang Jie's blue airflow dispersed out of the realm and floated in the air, just like the horse that lost his master on the battlefield, stopped beside his master's body for a long time and refused to leave.

Fang Jie raised his hand, and the green air flow gushed out again, wrapping the black mist back. The green air wrapped around the black mist and continuously compressed it. Soon after, the black mist condensed into a ball with only a small fingertip and bursts of black light.

Fang Jie held the black bead in his palm and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The enemy in front of him was dead and could not die anymore. Even if the Daluo Jinxian appeared, he could not save him. The corpse was full of holes, as if it should have been there.

"Are you okay?"

Fang Jie walked slowly over and asked Chen Qing and the others. The three women shook their heads at the same time. Chen Qing Fan and Mu Xiaoyao quickly walked up to meet them, with joy on their faces. Mo Ningzhi's footsteps also took out, but after seeing Chen Qing Fan and Mu Xiaoyao passing by, she subconsciously stopped again, raised her hand to sort out the hair hanging down before her forehead, and turned her head to look at Fang Jie.

"It's fine."

Fang Jie showed the gentlest smile and his eyes relaxed a lot. He rushed back all the way, fearing that they would be hurt. I have to say that if he didn't come back, it would be difficult for Chen Qing to deal with the people in Yueyingtang this time.

This is a master who has touched the level of the realm. Although Chen Qingsan and Mu Xiaoyao and Mo Ningzhi have both strong cultivation, they have not yet realized this realm. Realm is the world of the caster. Once they fall into it, unless their cultivation is much stronger than the caster, it will be difficult to break free.

Fang Jie dared to enter Mr. Qi's realm - defeated him because Fang Jie had already understood the meaning of the realm. He saw through Mr. Qi's realm was not perfect. Although Mr. Qi had already exerted the power of half of the realm to the extreme, half of the realm was finally half of the realm. If Mr. Qi's realm was complete, even if it was immature, Fang Jie would not be able to tear his realm and break in directly. The realm is a very strange level of cultivation, which can be called absolute attack or absolute defense.

Once the world is formed and mature, it is really enough to step into that high level.

This is a very strange phenomenon. Some people have reached that level but have not understood the realm. For example, Zhang Yiyang and Yiqiguan Xiao Yijiu of Wudang Mountain have already stepped into the realm above the sky, but they cannot understand the existence of the realm. Fang Jie's cultivation is obviously only in the realm of Tongming, but he can already exert the power of the realm.

It seems that only people with abnormal physique can understand the realm faster. For example, Sang Luan, Luo Yao, Fang Jie... and for example, Mr. Qi who is now dead.

Fang Jie turned around and took a look at the corpse again. Now he doesn't know what kind of special physique this dead person has, but this is no longer important.

far away

Suddenly there was a roar.

Fang Jie turned his head and looked over there, and picked up the corner of his mouth slightly.

The white lion Hun Dun was chasing Mr. Qi's horse. The arrogant son, who was originally arrogant, was like a weak sheep in front of the white lion. He did not dare to fight head-on, and could only keep dodging and running. If it weren't for its speed, it would have died under the sharp claws and sharp teeth of the white lion.

However, the speed of the Mazi is nothing in the eyes of the White Lion. The reason why it has not killed the Mazi is because it seems that it is difficult to find a toy and cannot bear to destroy it quickly. In this world, the White Lion has not found anything comparable to its speed. The Mazi is not as good as it, but it has already surprised it.

He was like a cat chasing a mouse, following the son-mao slowly. Compared with ordinary war horses, the majestic son-mao has no advantage over the white lion. The white lion's body size is even larger than it, and this is not a heavyweight battle at all.

Two streams of light chased the horse in the circle, and the white lion pushed the horse's speed to the extreme. In order to stimulate his opponent, the white lion always looked careless and chased after him casually and then slapped the horse's butt with his claws. He was walking and playing with such a ferocious beast. You can imagine how that horse was feeling.

The next scene was jaw-dropping.

The son Mazi, who knew that he could never escape, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the white lion. Hun Dun also stopped, and opened his big eyes to see what the horse was going to do. The son Mazi raised a long and sad cry, and then knelt down with his front legs, indicating his surrender.

The White Lion seemed a little disappointed with its performance.

Hun Dun walked over with the steps of the king, then raised his front paw and slapped Ermazi's head from top to bottom. With a huge bang, Ermazi's head hit the ground with a huge force. Before he could struggle, the white lion bit his neck.

The huge body was bitten by the white lion and swung it up, shaking it from side to side. Not long after, the originally arrogant son, who had lost his breath.

I was tired of running along the way, and the white lion lay down beside the corpse of his son and horse, slowly enjoying the delicious food.

Chen Qing sang and the others for a glance, and his heart was a little uneasy.

"This thing is useful for cultivation, and it is the purest cultivation power in the human world before. However, this thing has great power, and if you are not careful, you may be backfired by it."

Fang Jie opened his hand, and the round pillar rolled in his palm.

"It's better to ruin it."

Chen Qingfan looked at Mu Xiaoyao and said, "Senior sister can't use it. I don't want to use it, nor do I need to use it. Although it is a shortcut to improve my cultivation through this thing, it is not my own thing after all. There will inevitably be hidden dangers or may be shackled to improve my cultivation in the future, so it's better not to use it."

Fang Jie looked at Mo Ningliang, but Mo Ningliang had already walked away.

"Fool"

Mu Xiaoyao smiled and scolded Fang Jie.

Fang Jie put the black bead in his cuff, and he remembered Wu Yidao. Chen Qingfan and the others didn't like this thing, but it was definitely a good thing for Wu Yidao who practiced the Heaven-Swallowing Art.

At this moment, Mu Xiaoyao's face suddenly changed, and she turned her head and looked at Niu Jiatun: "Not good!"

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The surroundings of the courtyard were heavily guarded, and all the cavalry schools mobilized to protect the three layers of the courtyard, and even a bird could not come in easily. But it was not the bird that came in, but a person.

An old man wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt looks about fifty years old.

The old man broke in directly from the entrance of the village. The cavalry school arranged on the periphery was no match for him at all. With every move, the cavalry school was killed by him.

The old man's expression was a little solemn because he knew that Lao Qi was dead.

Although he did not dare to get close to where the previous battle occurred, he could feel Lao Qi's evil aura disappearing. No one is more familiar with that aura than him, because he had a fierce battle with Lao Qi. Although he won that time, he won hard.

If it weren't for the cultivation level accumulated over the years that made him far surpass Lao Qi in realm, it would be extremely difficult for him to surpass Lao Qi's realm. Although Lao Qi's cultivation level is not high, the power of the black fog made him feel palpitations. That's why he wanted to kill Lao Qi because he was afraid that he would die at Lao Qi's hands soon.

He didn't dare to get close to that side, so he chose this side of the village.

To the expectations of Jiu Ye, Lao Qi did not seem to have fought to the death. He had felt two powerful auras fighting fiercely before, and then Lao Qi's evil aura gradually disappeared, which was enough to show who the winner was. Mr. Eight did not expect that Fang Jie's cultivation had reached this level. If he could defeat Lao Qi, he would have a sufficient threat to him. In Yueying Hall for so many years, his position as Eighth Master has not been shaken, not only because of his high cultivation level, but also because of his decisiveness, he would never rush over when encountering dangers that might threaten him.

Just like over the years, he never thought of challenging Mr. Nine.

Lao Qi was already dead, but Fang Jie was not dead.

What Master Jiu had to do was complete. So, he planned to take Fang Jie's wife and children away. As long as Fang Jie's woman and children were in the hands of Yueyingtang, Fang Jie would be pinned to his life.

"stop"

The one who appeared in front of the Eighth Master was a beautiful and innocent woman wearing a lilac dress. She was holding a long sword in her hand and her willow eyebrows were raised.

"stop?"

Mr. Eight sneered coldly, then waved his hand and sprinkled a powerful internal force out.

The one who blocked him was Wu Yinyu.

At the time in the Yiqi Temple in Qingle Mountain, Xiao Yijiu once praised Wu Yinyu as a genius in practice. If it weren't for the appearance of Mo Ningzhi later, she would be the best disciple in Yiqi Temple. However... her mind has never been on cultivation, and she has never been a person who pursues the ultimate cultivation level. In her life, there are other things that far exceed that of cultivation.

If she was willing to spend more time practicing, her achievements might not be much lower than Mo Ningzhen. But, even if she had the same cultivation as Mo Ningzhen, what could she do? Among Fang Jie's women, she must not fall in love with Fang Jie first, but if the one who loves Fang Jie the most may be her.

She is a person who looks a bit rude but is so focused at heart. When she falls in love with someone, she will resolutely recite him without hesitation, eat and drink water and recite him, and even sleep even when she is asleep. It cannot be said that Mu Xiaoyao and their relationship are thinner than the other party’s feelings, they can only say that she has devoted herself to herself.

In this world, there is such a woman who sees her beloved more important than anything else. She would rather sit under the window and think about him all day long than practice. She would rather recall every sentence she had met and talked with him from the beginning to the present than recall the mantras she had remembered.

This is Wu Yinyu. In her opinion, he is not a waste of time, but a practice.

So, in fact, her cultivation is not very strong.

But now, it seems that she is the only one who can stand up.

The powerful internal force came towards him. Wu Yinyu knew that she could not stop it, but she did not take a step back. She drew out her long sword and then stabbed it with all her strength. This sword was already the ultimate of her cultivation.
Chapter completed!