Chapter 1330 Dingfengpo Ten-Mile Sword Saint

Thirty years had passed since the news of Chen Xun's departure spread throughout Taiyi Jiuzhou.

Fu Shi Sect's Siwu Hall has already exploded.

"Master, the sixth junior brother is in danger, so you can only ask me to teach the immortal to come out!"

Ling Qingzhi had a serious look on her face. She was standing in the center of the hall, cupping her hands, and her words were neither humble nor arrogant, "Junior brother went out privately, shouldn't I teach the immortal to indulge in this matter...!"

"Boss." Yuan Chengsi's eyes were extremely serious, "I teach the immortals to think about the world and organize the common people. How can I keep staring at Lao Liu inside the mountain gate? I can't say this again."

He knew a lot about this matter, and he had really been following Lao Liu from behind. How did he leave... He didn't even notice it at first.

When he went to Chenxun Cave Mansion, the place was already deserted and only one stone tablet remained.

Yuan Chengsi stood there quietly for a long time, and then left silently.

There is no need for the boss to say anything to the Taishang. He has been there a long time ago. He only said that the Immortal I teach cannot leave Kyushu for the time being. There are more important things to do. The fortune of the Futian is long and there will be no disaster.

He was dismissed with just one sentence.

Yuan Chengsi also went to investigate the scene of destruction in the demon's base camp outside Shenxiao Immortal Pass. Judging from the remaining traces of the destruction of heaven and earth, it was definitely not caused by Lao Liu.

The disciples of the Three Religions never said that it was Futian who took action. No one saw him, only that he disappeared.

Overturning the world in an instant, that is the power of the immortal!

In the main hall.

Ling Qingzhi took a deep breath: "Master... the sixth junior brother is not Gu Shenyu of the Gu family, surrounded by strong men. He is not like the peerless geniuses in various states who have immortals to protect him. He is the only one in the Xuanwei Tianyu now."

No matter how hard Sixth Junior Brother can resist or fight, his magic power will eventually be exhausted!

Gu Ji took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Master, the sixth junior brother cannot die young."

That was all he said, but he didn't have the guts to break out of the Nine Provinces, let alone the ability.

Third senior brother Mo Lin is not here, and has gone to fight in Kyushu again.

The fourth senior brother's white duck quacked twice in the hall, his eyes darting around. He was already thinking about collecting the body of the sixth junior brother, but he couldn't let those monsters pollute his body.

The Kyushu Gate is not close to the Xuanwei Heaven Realm. This heaven realm is considered the most remote heaven in the Taiyi World. There are several big heaven realms in between. It is really impossible to save people.

Fifth senior sister Yin Jiumei looked around at everyone and said calmly: "Master, since sixth junior brother has the ability to fight out of Shenxiao Immortal Pass, he must have his own trump card. We don't need to be so pessimistic."

She runs some forces in Lingxu Holy State, and the news from those eyes and ears is even more exaggerated than the news from the Muslim sect.

"Yes." Chi Hao smiled coquettishly at the side and quickly agreed, "Senior sister, you don't know something. The sixth senior brother is the illegitimate son of heaven, and he will definitely be able to turn danger into safety."

Illegitimate child of heaven? !

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes stared at Chi Hao. Did you personally canonize him? !

Chi Hao's body trembled, and his lips were tightly closed for a moment.

He said this from the bottom of his heart. If the Sixth Senior Brother was not an illegitimate son of Heaven, he would have eaten the alchemy furnace of Patriarch Chi Chen... The Sixth Senior Brother would definitely not have died.

If the Sixth Senior Brother really dies, he will definitely flourish and take over Futian's position, and he will definitely live up to his sect!

Jin Peng Da Yao smiled peacefully and held his hands towards everyone. Just when everyone thought he could hold back a few words, he still looked calm and had no intention of speaking.

"Master, I'm going to save the Sixth Senior Brother!" Qingfu shouted while riding on Big Head, "Big Head said he has a tribe, so he can go and stage the Return of the King!"

"Senior Sister Ninth, I, I'll go too!" Yue Xuan, a newborn calf, is not afraid of tigers. He stands there like a little King Kong. He is the best at escape techniques and can also attract mountain gods to help.

"Old nine, old ten, don't mess around." Yuan Chengsi snorted coldly, "You stay in the door and practice Taoism. Don't be like the sixth one!"

Woo...

Qingfu, Yue Xuan's momentum weakened, and he lowered his head instantly, not daring to rush into the master.

The flaming red ancient lion secretly transmitted the message: "Little master, what I said is true. I carry the inheritance of the king. If I raise my arms and call out, thousands of strong men in my clan will definitely respond."

"Yeah, yeah, I believe you." Qingfu whispered. "Sixth Senior Brother left me a spell. After we learned it, we sneaked out to rescue him, taking Tenth Junior Brother with us."

"Okay!" Datou roared and gave Qinggui a proper look.

Above the main hall, Yuan Chengsi glanced at them angrily, "You guys are like this, it's hard to get out of Taiyi Jiuzhou, but you actually want to sneak down the mountain..."

He changed the topic and said, "Boss, don't talk about this matter any more. He is the teacher of Futian, and the Supreme Being will take action of his own accord."

"Master..."

"I'm a little tired." Yuan Chengsi raised his hand to stop Ling Qingzhi and said calmly, "You are all extremely talented disciples of the Fu Shi Sect. You must be able to take on the great responsibility of our teaching in the future."

"The teacher has his own considerations regarding Lao Liu's matters."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and turned around. All the disciples looked at each other and left.

One school and ten disciples.

This incident can be said to have exhausted his luck in the immortal path in this life. Even Master Yuan Chengsi once praised him as a person with great luck from heaven, but this kind of luck does not seem to be in the cultivation of immortality.

After all the disciples left, Yuan Chengsi frowned, and there was a trace of terrifying murderous intention all over his body.

Compared with the outside world's praise for Lao Liu, he didn't care.

Yuan Chengsi only remembers that when he was young, he was Dingfengpo, the ten-mile swordsman with supreme grace. Within ten miles, he was invincible, but beyond ten miles, he would be injured if he didn't die. Of course, it was himself.

Of the ten disciples in this sect, eight of them were not scavenged by him.

These eight disciples were all rescued one by one by him from the bloody places in various heavens while traveling thousands of miles alone. Because he saved them, he raised them.

He slowly raised his head, and there was a plaque above it, "The Greatest Path to the Simplest."

"There may be some immortal game behind Lao Liu's back." Yuan Chengsi frowned, his momentum rising, "We must capture this kid and meditate in the back mountain. It's really ridiculous!"

Three days later.

Yuan Chengsi declared to be in seclusion, but his real body went down the mountain with a long sword on his back, a fairy ranking list in his left hand, and a replica of the Chaos Bell in his right hand, without knowing where he was going.

The territory far beyond Kyushu is the Xuanwei Heavenly Territory.

In an ancient palace, there are many demons and monsters, and the Rakshasa Clan Goddess looks down on all sides.

His skin was extremely pale, his eyes were extremely penetrating, and his face seemed to have no emotion, not even fear.

Rakshasa Tianzun said coldly: "Ghost Face Clan."

"Tianzun."

The Mahayana Venerable from the Ghost Face Clan bowed his head in response, but only the Rakshasa Clan followed suit.

"You go and assassinate Futian and bring his body back."

"ah?"

The Heavenly Lord of the Ghost Face Tribe looked startled, and pointed at himself in disbelief, "Tianzun, me?"

"Yes, Futian God is here and there. Now he has a trajectory. He is heading towards the Xuanwei Tongtian Tower. It is a good time to ambush him."

Rakshasa Tianzun's face was cold, "If we take action personally, we will inevitably be targeted by the Fushi Sect. Your clan will be responsible for the consequences."

As soon as these words came out.

The four demons looked very serious. They were all old demons who were as steady as an old dog. They would not make fun of this kind of thing unless they couldn't help it.

The ghost-faced Venerable didn't look very pretty, but he still bowed deeply: "...Yes."

Hearing that Na Futian turned the early Mahayana monks into blood mist with one blow, he was really no match for him in a head-on response. The only way to do it was to assassinate him secretly. He had already made a plan in his mind.

"Well, go ahead." Rakshasa Tianzun waved.

In this era, the Immortal Way has a strict hierarchy, and there are too many ways to torture and kill those who dare not follow.

As for him sending an army of demons to surround and kill Futian, of course he had already tried it before and was killed... and no one came back alive. It was so powerful that he didn't even dare to try it himself.