Martial Cultivator

Master Guan'an's expression remained unchanged, and there was no emotion in his eyes, but as soon as the Fuyao Heavenly Master in front of him opened his mouth, it was actually unbearable for anyone.

The leader of a majestic sect, being threatened so nakedly to destroy his sect, no one else would be able to bear it.

What's more, in fact, Fuyao Heavenly Man is really not just talking about it. A quick look shows that he has rushed here with many powerful monks from the Fuyao Sect. It seems that he is not just talking about it.

"Fuyao Heavenly Man, do you really think you can really destroy Nanhua Mountain just by relying on you guys?"

Although Nanhua Mountain has sent many strong men to Qiuling Mountain today, Nanhua Mountain is the number one sect in the south after all. It has a profound foundation and cannot be destroyed easily.

"Guan An, in all these years, how have you ever defeated me?"

Fuyao Heavenly Man still looked lazy, but the old god was there, "There is nothing I can't do, let alone what I want to do to you."

Master Guan'an had no expression on his face, "You asked those two young men to act as bait to contain the many monks in our Nanhua Mountain. Why, do you really think they will survive in the end?"

"I don't even know why you have been able to sit as the master of Nanhua Mountain for so long. You are really stupid."

Fuyao Heavenly Man said something sincerely, "Now that things have happened, can't you really see that people like His Majesty and that young man cannot be treated with common sense?"

"One person can traverse half of Qiuling Mountain, which made you remember that His Majesty is not someone to be messed with. But after seeing that young man, you began to think that he was young and had short cultivation days, so you didn't take it seriously? "

Fuyao Heavenly Man sneered: "A short-sighted person like you should have died a long time ago. If you are licking your face and planning a way to immortality, I will blush for you."

Master Guan An didn't say anything. In fact, he couldn't say he looked down on Chen Chao. He had sent more than one person there before. After his junior brother Guan Hai died at sea, he felt that he had paid enough attention to Chen Chao. After that, Qiu He has sent many people to Lingshan, but the result is still not enough?

If this is the case, Master Guanan, like many people, will start to think about what kind of place overseas is, and why do so many powerful people who violate common sense appear in such a place one after another?

"Forget it, there's no point in telling you so much. I haven't done anything for a long time. Guanan, let's give it a try first?"

Fuyao Tianren stood up from the cloud and looked down at the real person Guan An on the top of the mountain, but his eyes were still very casual.

This is a silent humiliation that others would probably not be able to bear, but Master Guan'an remains unmoved. In terms of Taoism, he is very clear that there is still some distance between him and Fuyao Heavenly Man.

"Fuyao Celestial Being, do you, the Fuyao Sect, really want to fight me to the death in Nanhua Mountain?"

While Master Guan'an spoke, he understood each peak with his heart's voice. Many strong men in the mountain had gradually come out of seclusion.

"Stop trying to delay time. Think about waiting for the people from Qiuling Mountain to come back?"

Fuyao Celestial Being smiled, "I'm afraid the ones that come when the time comes are not those things from your Nanhua Mountain."

After saying this, Fuyao Heavenly Man was too lazy to talk nonsense to Master Guanan. Instead, he waved his hand and said softly: "Destroy Nanhua Mountain."

As these words were spoken, many powerful men from the Fuyao Sect behind them began to use their Taoism. For a time, countless brilliance passed through the clouds, one after another, like flowing water, in an endless stream.

The brilliance presented by countless Taoist techniques instantly covered the sky above Nanhua Mountain.

It really seemed like a heavy rain.

Taoism falls like rain.

Fuyao Tianren looked at this scene and sighed, "It's so comfortable!"

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In Qiuling Mountain, the offensive and defensive momentum was finally reversed.

Chen Che is different from Chen Chao. After this middle-aged warrior came from overseas, he first fought at Qiuling Mountain and established his reputation. In the subsequent four wars, although the west was not dominant, Chen Che did not dominate in that battle. During the battle, the combat power displayed made all the monks here deeply understand how terrifying Chen Che was.

After he joined the battlefield at this moment, the monks in Nanhua Mountain originally thought that the elders from various peaks would join the battlefield and gained confidence. However, after seeing Chen Che, their original confidence was shattered again.

After all, that young martial artist was already so difficult to deal with, and here comes Chen Che. This is a situation that no one wants to see.

As Chen Che began to take action, the remaining peaks of Qiuling Mountain began to shatter and collapsed under the fists of this majestic warrior.

In a very short period of time, not many of the seventy-two peaks of Qiuling Mountain were left.

The rocks rolling down and the roaring sound were like the most frightening sound in the world, and they were always ringing in the hearts of these monks.

Especially when those mountain peaks are broken, the monks have to find a place to stay again, but often when they reach a new mountain peak, they cannot hold on for long, and the mountain peak under their feet is broken again.

What Chen Che faced were those old Taoists from Nanhua Mountain who had rushed to the battlefield. They were of extremely high seniority. Even the master of the mountain, An Zhenren, were their juniors. However, in front of Chen Che, these old Taoists could not stand it at all. They didn't show any airs. Facing Chen Che, a peerless martial artist, they mostly just parried.

Half an hour later, a monstrous Dharma statue was smashed into pieces by Chen Che's punch. Countless Tao Qi continued to shatter and fell from the sky, leaving countless Qiuling Mountain monks in silence.

"It's okay to be harsh, but I don't have the ability."

Chen Che picked up a pale head among the clouds and dropped it casually.

That was the old Taoist who spoke after arriving at Nanhua Mountain. Now he has lost all vitality. His body was smashed by Chen Che, leaving nothing behind.

Yu Xiyi pierced through the body of an old ancestor of Qiuling Mountain with a sword, and said very enthusiastically: "Your Majesty is mighty!"

In this world, there is only this person who can make this young great swordsman convinced. Apart from him, even Chen Chao did not have this treatment.

Chen Che smashed the help of Nanhua Mountain with a punch, and the other Nanhua Mountain monks who were in a bitter battle lost their spirit again. One of the frightened Fuyun monks turned around and wanted to leave Qiuling Mountain, but as soon as he turned around, he was caught by Chen Chao and stepped on him without any hesitation. The aura in the clouds was agitated, and the remaining flowing clouds around were boiling again.

A moment later, the Taoist fell from the clouds and hit a mountain peak heavily, causing the mountain peak to shake. A moment later, the mountain peak, which was already shaky, collapsed again at this moment.

The ancestors who built Qiuling Mountain back then probably never thought that one day, Qiuling Mountain would become history in the hands of two warriors and a sword cultivator.

"These two people are invincible, we have to make a long-term plan."

An old Taoist priest from Nanhua Mountain was knocked out by Chen Che's punch, and his Taoist spirit continued to dissipate, but in the end he was able to get farther away from Chen Che, and immediately said, "Let's go back to the mountain first, regroup later, and then kill these people."

Their mentality has changed. At first, they all thought that Chen Chao had been fighting for a long time and must have been exhausted, and life and death were in a short moment, but now, they no longer think so, they just think that these people are invincible, and they should leave quickly at this moment.

"What the senior brother said makes sense. We can't entangle with them here, it's unwise."

As soon as the old Taoist priest spoke, someone immediately agreed, after all, they no longer wanted to fight anymore.

The main reason is that they can't see any hope.

"In that case, then retreat, but we will certainly lose a few people... It depends on your ability."

As the last sentence was said, many cultivators began to turn into rainbows and leave, and several rays of light went away from all directions.

This scene made the Qiuling Mountain masters who fought with Yu Xiyi despair.

These cultivators of Nanhua Mountain can leave and return to the mountain, but they have nowhere to go. If Qiuling Mountain becomes a thing of the past today, then they can only be buried with it, without any other choice.

And now it seems that the destruction of Qiuling Mountain is a foregone conclusion. After all, they have taken out all their means, their allies are about to leave, and the rest of them can hardly fight against these people.

"Want to leave? How can it be so easy?"

Just when these rainbow lights were far away, Yu Xiyi was the first person to withdraw. He handed a sword to the distance and blocked the rainbow lights at once.

The mighty sword energy seemed to draw a circle around, blocking the rainbow lights for a moment.

It was at this moment of Yu Xiyi's, after which Chen Chao and Chen Che, uncle and nephew, soon appeared in front of the rainbow lights. Neither of them spoke, but the two men, with their blood boiling, just stretched out a Dharma image each and punched at the same time, like two gods of war, constantly bombarding these cultivators.

After that, everyone could only see the bodies of Fuyun cultivators falling from the sky and smashing on the peaks.

Continuously and endlessly.

This has now become a one-sided massacre. As for when it will end, no one can say for sure.

Yu Xiyi has temporarily put away his sword and jumped onto a big tree. Around him, in fact, many cultivators from Qiuling Mountain are watching him at this moment.

However, these cultivators are all afraid and hate this young great swordsman.

Yu Xiyi looked around and narrowed his eyes, "Don't just look, you can't kill people by looking, otherwise you will come up and fight with me?"

There was silence.

"You really look like a little turtle."

Yu Xiyi sneered.

As a result, there was a cultivator who couldn't help but rush towards Yu Xiyi. However, halfway through, a sword flashed past and cut his body in half.

At this point, the others dared not move.

Yu Xiyi scratched his ears and said with a smile: "Your courage is commendable, but it's a pity that you are too weak."

No one dared to answer.

Yu Xiyi raised his head and looked at the sky, "Look, you only offended one person, but you have to offend everyone. Even if the gods come, they can't save you."