Uncle-Master, Please Help Us

Zhenxianzong, the independent small courtyard where the disciple lived, a stern sword energy howled out, and fell straight on the stone not far away.

Boom!

The stone that was hugged by one person exploded into eight parts in an instant, and each part was neat and unbiased, as if marked by a ruler.

Standing with the sword closed, the young man's eyes shine.

Senior brother, Shen Wang!

After the breakthrough yesterday, I watched the sword marks, and finally this morning, I comprehended the thirty-six and eighteenth moves of Zhenxian, every inch of the sky!

At this level, even in the entire Great Yanzhou, at the same age, they are definitely considered top.

"It's Master Uncle..." Shen Wang's eyes were full of gratitude.

If it weren't for this master uncle who is younger than him, it would take half a year to achieve the current strength. Moreover, not only him, but all the disciples of the sect have benefited greatly, and they are thriving day by day.

Five days ago, the suzerain and others disappeared. To be honest, all the disciples were full of fear for the future. They thought that the sect that had been passed down for thousands of years would be lonely, become a second-rate sect, or even perish. Unexpectedly, as soon as the little master came out of the mountain, he immediately appeared an unimaginable reversal.

Suppressing seventeen forces with one finger, so that other sects in Yanzhou dare not invade; one class, one sword mark, so that the cultivation base of all the disciples has been improved by a large amount out of thin air... Just these two things, the Zongmen Grand Competition, The top ten of Zhenxianzong is not only stable, but if it is not done well, it can even advance to the top five!

This kind of ability, not to mention looking around the history of the sect, even looking at the ten thousand years of Great Yanzhou, it is difficult for anyone to match.

The real crown of the past and the present!

I used to think that my talent in cultivation was not bad, but compared to this one, I was inferior.

"Eldest brother, it's not good..."

Just as he was feeling emotional, anxious shouts sounded from outside the door. When he went out, he saw Zhou Yuan standing not far away with a serious face. Seeing him coming out, he hurriedly said: "The Liu Yi who was accepted as a disciple by the master uncle's pet yesterday, today I will give you a lot of money." He suddenly went crazy and ran to the martial arts training ground to challenge, and more than a dozen disciples have already lost!"

Shen Wang was taken aback for a moment: "Received the special guidance from Senior Parrot, although his cultivation base has improved rapidly, but he is only at the third level of Zhuyuan. There are so many senior brothers in the sect, can't it be stopped?"

"It's not Zhuyuan Sanzhong anymore!"

Zhou Yuan's face was full of disbelief: "This kid, for some reason, the strength in his body seems to be inexhaustible. When he makes a move, he uses all his strength. Let alone the same level, even if he surpasses the two junior brothers Not an opponent! After more than a dozen competitions, not only has his strength continuously broken through the fourth level, he has reached the seventh level of Zhuyuan, and his understanding of kendo has improved by leaps and bounds, and he has directly comprehended the fourteen moves!"

"Cast Yuan Seventh Layer, Fourteen Styles?"

Startled, Shen Wangman couldn't believe it: "Go and have a look!"

His talent is considered to be the top among many disciples, and it took ten years to reach this level... The other party did it in one day and one night, is it true?

Hurriedly came to the training ground, and sure enough, he saw this Liu Yi, still competing with others.

The one who fought against him was a disciple from the same batch as him, Du Xu! Zhuyuan Bazhong has reached the fifteenth form in his understanding of the thirty-six forms of Zhenxian.

The sword light roared, and the sword energy was icy cold. After watching for a while, Shen Wang frowned and said, "This Liu Yi is not right! She uses her full strength in every move. It is normal to say that the power in the body will inevitably increase after three sword strikes. There is nothing left, and you don't even have the strength to lift your sword, how can you become more courageous as you fight?"

The seventh level of Zhuyuan, displaying the attack power of the eighth and even ninth level of Zhuyuan, many people can do it, but... it's just one move. It's okay to hit the enemy, but if you miss it, you will fall to the ground from exhaustion Can no longer fight.

The Liu Yi in front of him used exactly this method. He obviously used all his strength, and immediately revived with full blood in the next moment, cast it again, and recovered again... It's like a tireless perpetual motion machine... How can we fight this?

Boom!

Just as he was feeling emotional, Du Xu was hit by a sword, stepped back a few steps, and fell off the ring.

defeat!

"Who else is there?" Holding the sword and looking around, Liu Yi was imposing.

"I'm coming!" Another disciple yelled out, just about to jump onto the ring, Shen Wang took a step forward: "I'll do it!"

In the words, his body shook slightly, and he floated up, the long sword trembled, and the sword energy howled.

Liu Yi sipped and rushed over.

Cool!

Playing has never been so cool!

The power in her body is endless, allowing her to freely use sword moves that she was afraid to use before, and to fight senior brothers and sisters who were daunting before...

Because of this, his cultivation broke through the limit very quickly, and his comprehension of the way of swordsmanship was also frighteningly fast.

The further backward the thirty-six postures of Zhenxian are, the more real energy will be consumed. Therefore, even if many people memorize the tricks, they still can't perform them!

The power in Liu Yiyi's body that had nowhere to vent happened to solve this problem, her moves became more coherent and powerful, and the sword skills that could only be sighed in the past were now displayed as smoothly as flowing water.

The competition, which took less than half an hour, actually benefited much more than many people who have practiced for ten years or a hundred years!

"I don't believe you have so much power in your body..."

Seeing this guy who kept on magnifying his moves, Shen Wang's scalp was also numb, and he didn't dare to look down on him at all, so he greeted him with all his strength.

boom!

Under his pressure, Liu Yiyi broke through again and reached the eighth level of Zhuyuan, and her understanding of swordsmanship also reached the fifteenth style. Just when she was about to go all out and continue fighting, suddenly the turbulent power fell like a waterfall, and the momentum Also landed.

Fighting against more than a dozen people in a row, he opened Wushuang as soon as he made a move, and finally exhausted the surging power in his body.

Sensing something wrong with her, Shen Wang's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to rush over to defeat her, he saw the other party quickly waved his hand: "Wait a minute, I'm a little tired, let me eat..."

"Eat???" Shen Wang was stunned.

Competing, eating... what the hell?

Full of surprises, when I saw the other party, I flipped my wrist, and a pot appeared in front of me. There was still rice left in it, and I took it out with a bowl. Without the slightest hesitation, I went straight into it.

On the ring, in the competition scene, eating with a bowl... The painting style is indescribably weird.

Not only him, but all the disciples present also looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing why.

Everyone else is tired and wants to rest, what's wrong with you, are you hungry?

"It seems to be rice!"

"It's just that the rice grains are bigger and look better, but it's real rice, so there's no problem!"

"What is this guy doing?"

...

There was a lot of discussion.

"alright!"

Wiping her mouth, Liu Yiyi threw the meal away casually, and stood up abruptly, ignoring gestures.

The good intentions of the great uncle bestowing on the rice, I now know very clearly, I have known that this thing is so powerful, it is enough to cook only two grains, how can I put it all in the pot... Now that's all right, don't eat it , it will be broken, eaten, and the violent power cannot be evacuated. It can only be used up by competition.

Although it is a bit wasteful, it is much better than throwing it away!

After eating the rice, huge heat poured into the limbs and bones, Liu Yiyi roared and rushed over again.

Fifteen styles, fifteen styles, or fifteen styles!

In an instant, all the strongest tricks that could be used were displayed, and the sword energy was violent like a huge wave, layer after layer, continuously, and could not stop at all.

"..." Shen Wang was completely dumbfounded.

Just now he clearly felt the opponent's power falling off a cliff, and as a result, after eating, he immediately became alive and well... What happened?

"It's about those rice..."

Two swords in a row, the opponent who slashed back, Shen Wang rushed forward, and came to the iron pot thrown aside by the opponent. Although the rice on it was almost filled, there were still a few grains left, sticking to it.

Quickly snapped it off and stuffed it into his mouth.

boom!

His whole body shook, endless power poured into his dantian, and his tired body instantly recovered. Shen Wang seemed to be a different person, and his aura continued to rise.

"This..." Blinking his eyes, Shen Wang's head was about to explode.

Although I guessed that there might be something wrong with Mi, I never dreamed that it would be so powerful!

He only took a few pills, which was better than he had eaten a lot of pills, and it was already comparable to third-grade pills.

"It's Master Uncle..." He quickly understood.

This guy, who didn't appear before, suddenly appeared, must have been given by his uncle, and only this guy can take out such a precious thing.

I can get so many benefits by only worshiping a pet of my uncle's master as a teacher. In just a day or so, I have gone from the seventh level of gathering interest to the eighth level of casting yuan...

For a moment, Shen Wang's envious eyes turned red.

No, I also want to learn from my uncle's pet. Even if I can't get a pet, a tool spirit is fine. Doesn't it mean that he still has a talking pan? Anyway, as long as it is related to the master uncle, it is right to worship directly, and there will be no mistakes!

Liu Chang and Zhou Yuan also had red eyes when they saw this scene.

Before, I laughed at the other party for worshiping a bird, but now I understand that this is the most sensible decision...Compared to him, I am like a fool, losing the opportunity for nothing...

...

"Let's continue looking for Sun Zhao!"

The bed board broke through the air and flew towards the other side of Great Yancheng, Su Yin secretly said.

As a craftsman, he didn't know anyone else, and he had never been to other alchemy halls. If he wanted to manifest his sage and obtain spiritual energy, he would find Sun Zhao the most suitable.

The bed board is carved with several patterns, coupled with the real energy of the divine palace, the speed is extremely fast, and it can fly dozens of miles away after just a dozen breaths.

"Um?"

Unwilling to be away from the other party's residence, Su Yin stopped.

Above Sun Zhao's courtyard, a huge flying boat was parked, more than ten meters long, made of metal throughout, exuding strong spiritual waves, it turned out to be a high-grade spiritual weapon!

Mo Yuan's Camphor Leaf Flying Boat is only at the mid-tier level, but this place is actually a top-tier one, which feels weird when you think about it.

On the deck of the ship, an old man stood indifferently.

"A strong person in the Inheritance Realm!" Su Yin's heart froze.

Although he can't see through the other party's cultivation, but this one has the same feeling as Mo Yuan gave him, and has definitely reached the inheritance level!

This kind of strength, even in Great Yanzhou, can be regarded as top-notch. If it appears here, where does it come from?

Full of doubts, the old man's voice sounded.

"Sun Zhao, I didn't expect you to live in such a small place for a hundred years. What about your arrogance and arrogance back then? Handing over the [Guling Immortal Stone] will save you from life, otherwise, today will be your day of death!"

After finishing speaking, he grasped lightly, and a protective shield formed by light fell from the sky, covering the entire small courtyard.

The protective cover is composed of dense thin lines of vitality, and the most central array is suspended in the air.

"Xu Chong, your Alliance Refining Hall is willing to spend a lot of money. I didn't expect that I would even bring the [Prisoner Lock] here!" Sun Zhao's figure flew up from the courtyard, looking at the mask in the sky , with a cold smile.

"Your Flowing Light Escape Technique is superb, and this is just in case!"

The old man named Xu Chong smiled lightly and said: "Okay, it's useless to talk more, hand over the things, we can give Qing Yunzong a face, and let you live!"

"I have already betrayed Qingyun Sect. I am not a disciple of Qingyun Sect. If I want to do it, I don't need to make excuses!" Sun Zhao raised his eyebrows.

"Betrayal?" Xu Chong asked suspiciously, "Then why did Qing Yunzong keep blocking the pressure of our Artifact Refining Hall for you? Especially the previous sect master, who seemed to be your senior brother, did not hesitate to compete with the third elder and almost died in Luoxia valley!"

"Resist the pressure for me?" Seemingly unaware of this, Sun Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and said, "You mean Mo Yuan?"

"That's right! A hundred years ago, although your escape technique was not weak, it would have been very difficult to escape from the encirclement and suppression of a few strong people in the inheritance realm! If it wasn't for this Sect Master Mo Yuan, he would have personally acted, even with Qingyun Sect as the leader. Bet, do you really think that you can successfully steal the Guling Immortal Stone?"

"this……"

His whole body shook, Sun Zhaoman couldn't believe it, as if he remembered something, his face turned pale, took a deep breath, and his face returned to indifference again: "I have already broken with Qingyun Sect, I am not a member of the sect, why should I Resist for me? It's really meddling!"

"Is it really broken?" Seeing what he said was true, Xu Chong looked over.

"certainly!"

"This is the best way, and we don't have to worry about it!"

With a chuckle, Xu Chong waved his hand, and four young men flew out from the boat, surrounding them: "Are you going to hand over the things obediently, or let us kill you and take the treasure away from you?"

"[Guling Immortal Stone] has already been used by me, and I can't find it even if I kill it. I advise you not to waste your efforts in vain." Sun Zhao sneered.

"Use it? I hope you will be as stubborn as you are now!" Too lazy to continue talking nonsense, Xu Chong raised his eyebrows: "Do it!"

call!

Accompanied by his words, the middle-aged people surrounding him shot at the same time, and four forces, like four shackles, rushed over roaringly, imprisoning all the surrounding space.

It turned out to be four strong men who had reached the Grandmaster Realm!

This kind of powerhouse can be regarded as the top of the top ten sects, but the other party has four alchemy halls, which can definitely catch up with the first-class sects.

In the Zhenxian Sect back then, there were Su Yin "Brother Cheap" who was a strong inheritor, the fallen suzerain, the Great Elder and other seven masters! After the fall of "senior brother", the sect master and the others couldn't bear the pressure, and couldn't break through, so they ventured into the blue sea, which became worse than a second-rate sect.

"snort!"

With lightning-like eyes, Sun Zhao stepped on the void, and a wave of ripples surged out all around, and the four shackles collided immediately when they touched one of them.

"It actually broke through the inheritance, no wonder you have the confidence! But, that's it..." Slightly astonished, Xu Chong grabbed it in the air.

Above the courtyard, there seemed to be heavy snow falling, the air was extremely cold, like frost falling, and then there were whimpering sounds from all around, and a hook-shaped thing went straight towards Sun Zhaofei.

The pinnacle spiritual weapon, the Frost Snow Soul Hook!

It is named after the patterns that affect people's souls, soul-stirring, and it is sacrificed by her at this moment. It contains the true essence of the inheritance realm, and the space above the small courtyard suddenly couldn't bear it and shook.

Sun Zhao looked serious.

This Xu Chong has a high status in the Alliance Artifact Refining Hall, and he is a powerhouse of the third level of inheritance. He is much stronger than someone like him who has just broken through.

A black long sword more than three feet long suddenly appeared, suspended in the air, and spun around.

Like a phantom sword, a peak spirit weapon!

It is made of Tianxin Mine mixed with black stone. It is black all over, with cyan lines on the surface, and contains blood-eating effect. Once used, it is extremely powerful. It is also his most famous and powerful weapon.

"Break the void!"

With a low shout, the sword energy hangs in the air, colliding with the Frost Snow Soul Hook, the real essence ripples around, and a series of sonic booms are emitted. The space with a radius of several hundred meters seems to be imprisoned, without any vitality. Not even a breath of wind.

A battle of inheritance masters!

A strong man of this level, even though he has not yet involved space power, has surpassed ordinary practitioners and has become a domain of his own.

The battle between the two formed this kind of vacuum-like domain.

hum~~

At this moment, the cage lock swayed slightly, and the vacuum domain immediately shattered like a mirror. Sun Zhao shrank his pupils and saw the four masters floating around, all stabbing towards them with long swords.

Supplemented by the Frost Snow Soul Hook, the attack of these four people is real.

"snort!"

His face was ugly, and the aura in his body soared rapidly, like a phantom sword pointing in four directions in an instant, blocking the sword intent from the opponent one foot away from his body.

Within one foot, a world of its own!

Boom!

The four great masters flew upside down and quickly stabilized their figure. However, Sun Zhao was so angry that he spurted a mouthful of blood. Unable to control himself, he fell to the ground like a cannonball, smashing a big hole on the ground. pit.

After all, he just made a breakthrough, and he was too excited yesterday because his wife woke up, so he didn't have time to consolidate his cultivation, and he couldn't achieve Hunyuan Ruyi.

Seeing this scene in her eyes, Su Yin frowned.

I didn't expect to come to find the opponent, and when I encountered such a strong battle, I didn't know whether to go back or hide for a moment.

Fortunately, his flying speed was not fast, and in order to prevent others from discovering, he flew very high, and he kept covering his breath with the Taiji diagram, so he was not noticed by the other party, otherwise, I really don't know what to do.

"A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, and I'm too weak, even if I rush over, I can't help..." Su Yin thought.

There is no aura in his body that can be borrowed. At this moment, he is just a small person in Jingu Yizhong. If he rushes over rashly, he can only die.

"The dignified inheritance triple powerhouse actually played a sneak attack, not bad, not bad!"

With a sneer, Sun Zhao flew out of the pit. Although his face was pale, his momentum became stronger and stronger: "However, if you want to kill me, at least two of you five must die!"

Taking a deep breath, the long sword reappeared in the palm of his hand, and sword glows surrounded him.

"Qingyun Sword Intent?"

Feeling the power emanating from the opponent's body, Xu Chong was stunned for a moment, full of astonishment: "It's no wonder that Qing Yunzong protects you so much, and even comprehended this kind of sword intent. If you don't leave, in a hundred years, you may already be the number one in Qingyun!"

Speaking of this, he looked at the four master-level powerhouses: "You should step back first. After comprehending this kind of sword intent, you are not opponents. Just like what he said, if you rush over, at least two people will die."

"yes!"

Nodding at the same time, the four retreated to one side, maintaining the operation of the [cage lock].

With a slight smile, Xu Chong stepped down from the flying boat and came to the mask. With a light touch, the mask was separated.

As the controller of the cage lock, entering and exiting is very simple, but it is not so easy for other people.

"Let me see your strength!"

The Frost Snow Soul Hook reappeared, turned into a streak of light, and fell towards Sun Zhao.

Before coming to the front, dense snowflakes are floating all over the sky, and the majestic breath, with oppression, is stirring everywhere.

boom!

The small courtyard below couldn't bear it any longer, and collapsed in an instant, and the rocks, soil, and various furniture turned into fly ash at the same time.

Su Yin looked, but didn't see the butler come out, so it seems that he should not be inside.

"No wonder this guy gave me the Purple Electric Golden Eagle so easily..." I was stunned.

No matter what he said, this golden eagle was raised by him since he was a child. He only answered one question, and then gave it away. Even if he had the will to die, it would not be so simple!

Looking at it now, I'm afraid I have already guessed that someone is coming to chase and kill him, and sending him out in advance can be regarded as a way of life.

"If you want to see my strength, it depends on whether you are qualified enough!"

Sun Zhaoru raised his phantom sword upwards, and a sword intent, like a blue cloud floating in the sky, pierced the sky and collided with the opponent's power.

The violent roar exploded in the air, and Sun Zhao made seventy-eight strikes in the blink of an eye, but he still couldn't block Xu Chong's Frost Snow Soul Hook, and kept retreating in the air.

"Get down!"

Shouting loudly, the aura on Xu Chong's body soared rapidly, and doubled in half a breath. Under the influence of the true essence, a vacuum area appeared around him again, and the Frost Snow Soul Hook became like a mountain in the blink of an eye. The size makes it impossible to dodge.

"So strong..."

Sun Zhao's face turned pale.

He still underestimated the strength of the inheritance realm!

To reach this level, whoever doesn't have the ability to suppress the bottom of the box, not to mention other things, just say this trick, he can't resist.

Like a phantom sword spinning rapidly, one sword pierces the sky and one sword lifts the sky.

This move is exactly the Sky Lifting Sword!

The sword is full of intent, like a dragon and like a fire, more like a waterfall, going up against the current, straight into the sky.

boom!

The sword and the hook collided, and there was a thunderous explosion in the air.

puff!

Blood spurted wildly, and Sun Zhao flew upside down for hundreds of meters before he stabilized his figure and his face turned paler.

He is also a strong person in the inheritance realm, he has just broken through, and he is not an opponent at all.

"As expected of Qingyun Sword Intent, not bad!"

Letting out a breath, Xu Chong said solemnly, "If my cultivation base is a little weaker, it's still unknown who will win the battle."

Even if the opponent's cultivation base is lower than his, this sword technique combined with the sword intent also made him feel a strong sense of oppression. Fortunately, the cage is locked around him, which is his home field, and it is better to strike first, otherwise, he will be injured. It's hard to say who it was.

"You are not bad, a person who is good at refining weapons has such fighting power, very strong!"

Suppress the boiling dantian, Sun Zhaodao.

The alliance is divided into multiple categories such as Presbyterian Hall, Artifact Refining Hall, and Lian Dan Hall. Among them, Presbyterian Hall is the most powerful, and Artifact Refining Hall is just a gathering place for practitioners who are good at refining weapons. Even so, he can't beat it... It is terrifying !

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. I'll send you on your way. If you want to blame, blame yourself for the trouble in the Alliance Artifact Refining Hall!"

Without further ado, Xu Chongqing shouted, and the Frost Snow Soul Hook crushed down again. Although the power this time was not as strong as before, it was not too weak. The sword intent floating in the sky was torn apart on the spot, and Sun Zhao stepped back again. , his dantian was shaking, his true energy was in disorder, and he was already seriously injured.

Su Yin frowned.

Although I feel in my heart that a gentleman can't stand under a dangerous wall, but the person in front of me, after all, knows him and has benefited from him, so it's really hard to watch him die in front of his eyes.

But without aura, he would not be able to display his cultivation!

How about... run to them to refine the weapon, and get a spiritual energy first? After finishing it, defeat it again?

It's possible, but I don't know if the other party will give him this time.

If you give it, you'll be fine, if you don't give it... It's a shame to be beaten to death before you can get out the aura.

If I knew it was so dangerous, I should have brought the donkey with me and let him kick over two of them first...Of course, whether this guy can kick the master-level powerhouse is still open to question.

"Pity……"

Seeing that he was powerless to resist, he sighed, Xu Chong's wrist rolled, and the Frost Snow Soul Hook came crushing again with huge force.

Whoooo!

Just when Sun Zhao couldn't resist and Su Yin was going to rush to strike iron, the air roared like an explosion, a flying boat stopped in the sky, and a figure flew out anxiously.

Mo Yuan!

Before reaching the cage lock, the loud voice rang out in a hurry.

"Xu Chong, do you really want to make enemies with the Qingyun Sect in your Artifact Refining Hall! You have to know that the Zhan Qing Patriarch of my sect is at least the second in command of the Elder Hall!"

Feeling the huge aura fluctuation here, he rushed over directly in the flying boat.

"Senior Zhan Qing is indeed from the line of Qing Yunzong, but after so many generations, how much love is there?" Xu Chong smiled coldly.

"No matter how much love you have, if you kill my Qing Yunzong disciple, he will definitely teach you a lesson, otherwise, what face will you save!"

Mo Yuan shouted.

"This..." Xu Chong frowned.

The sect alliance in Great Yanzhou was formed 10,000 years ago by the union of countless sects. At that time, each sent one or even several strong men to gather in the same place to rule the world.

Later, the so-called sect appraisal was proposed and organized by them.

Ten thousand years of change, some sects rose to prominence, and some sects fell. The masters in the alliance, accustomed to the superiority and special geographical environment, did not want to return to the sect, so, there, some accepted disciples, some They gave birth to sons, and passed them on to each other.

Therefore, even though many masters in today's Zongmen Alliance still wear the names of the major sects, they actually don't have much affection with the Zongmen.

Just like the ancestor Zhan Qing mentioned by Mo Yuan, in name he is the head of the Qingyun Sect in the alliance, but in fact, from birth to now, he has almost never returned to the Qingyun Sect, and has long since lost his feelings.

But sometimes feelings are unimportant. Qing Yunzong is a sect that has been passed down 10,000 years ago. Since Zhan Qing has a name, it is impossible for people to bully him at will.

Otherwise, what prestige does this second in command have?

Just when he was hesitating, Sun Zhao's body trembled slightly, and he clenched his teeth and shouted out.

"I have already betrayed Qingyun Sect and has nothing to do with Qingyun Sect, Mo Yuan, you don't have to pretend to be a good person here!"

"That's right! He has already admitted that he is not a disciple of Qingyun Sect. Since he is not, it will be fine for me to teach a casual cultivator a lesson from the Artifact Refining Hall of the Alliance!"

His eyes lit up, and the corners of Xu Chong's mouth twitched: "Besides, if I killed him, it would count as clearing Qing Yunzong's house and punishing traitors. I think Old Zhan will not only blame him, but also praise him!"

"Junior Brother..."

Seeing that he managed to scare the other party, but his junior brother said this, Mo Yuan's face turned ugly.

"I said before that I have defected to Qingyun Sect and have nothing to do with Qingyun Sect. You don't have to call me Junior Brother... I don't have your Senior Brother either!"

Clenching his fists, Sun Zhao shook his head.

He knew how hard he had offended the Artifact Refining Hall. Once he admitted it, even if Qing Yunzong could help him resist temporarily, it would definitely bring disasters in the future.

Instead of that, it's better to just deny it.

"Hey..." Mo Yuan sighed.

He didn't know what the other party was thinking, even though this junior kept saying that he was no longer a member of Qingyun Sect, he was still thinking about it at critical moments.

"Haha, he doesn't even admit it, Mo Yuan, you have nothing to say now!"

The corner of Xu Chong's mouth raised, and the Frost Snow Soul Hook in his hand floated again. It seemed that as long as he moved his mind, it would come crashing down.

"Whether he admits it or not, it has nothing to do with me. If you want to kill him today, you must pass over my corpse!"

Letting out a breath, Mo Yuan strode towards the prison lock and flew towards the cage lock, and said while looking at the junior brother below: "At the beginning, I chose not to save Junior Sister Liu because of the sake of the sect, but now I am no longer the sect master. What a burden, and then watch you die in front of your eyes...I can't do it!"

"you……"

Sun Zhao's eyes were flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Confused! Qingyun Sect was finally born with three layers of inheritance. If you die, the sect's strength will drop by at least 30%. Why take risks for me!"

"No matter what, you are my junior brother!" Smiling lightly, ignoring his junior brother's words, Mo Yuan looked at Xu Chong who was inside the cage, and raised his eyebrows: "Do you dare to fight me?"

"You, Mo Yuan, used to be the teacher of Qingyun, and your fame moved the world. You have Qingyun Sword, which is even more powerful. I am just a weapon refiner. I am lucky to have similar strength as you, but my combat power is far inferior!"

Xu Chong laughed: "Forget it, I admit defeat! Let's obediently deal with Sun Zhao and complete the task given to me by the Artifact Refining Hall. If you really want to compete with me, please come to Luoxia Valley. At that time, I will sweep the couch to welcome you." , never refuse."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the four master-level masters, and said through voice transmission: "Hold Mo Yuan first, and I will deal with Sun Zhao!"

"Yes!" The four master-level experts nodded at the same time, flew out of the prison lock in unison, and stood in front of Mo Yuan.

They are all masters at the peak of their masters. If they join forces, even if they lose to Mo Yuan, it will be easy to block them for a few minutes!

Coupled with the cage lock, it is not so easy for even the strong in the inheritance realm to break through it. As long as Xu Chong solves Sun Zhao and cooperates with them, no matter how strong Mo Yuan is, it will be difficult to win.

What's more...with a high-grade flying boat, won't it leave if you can't beat it?

"Xu Chong, you are looking for death..."

Seeing the four masters blocking him, Mo Yuan gritted his teeth angrily, and thrust the long sword in his hand towards the lock of the cage.

At the same moment, the Haoyue cauldron was also sacrificed by him and smashed down in the air.

Everyone knows that he is unparalleled in swordsmanship, but they don't know that as a weapon refiner, he also has extraordinary combat power when attacking with a furnace.

call!

However, before Jianmang and Furnace came to the four grandmasters, a pattern was activated, and in an instant, a protective film was formed around the four.

"Seventh grade pattern?"

Pupils shrank, Mo Yuan's face was as white as paper.

This level of formation pattern, if four master-level powerhouses jointly drive it, even if he uses all his strength, it will be difficult to break through it in a short time, not to mention there is a cage lock!

Seventh-rank array pattern masters, even if there are very few alliances, in order to kill his junior brother, he got this thing out, and the Artifact Refining Hall can be said to have cost a lot of money!

"Mo Yuan, play slowly, I'm about to start..."

Too lazy to pay attention to the above, Xu Chong looked at Sun Zhao again, and the Frost Snow Soul Hook was thrown out again, and threw it at Sun Zhao.

In order to make a quick decision, the strongest force was used this time, but the latter couldn't resist at all, blood spewed out again, and his body was smashed to the ground again.

Taking advantage of his illness and killing him, Xu Chong waved his big hand, and the Soul Seizing Hook roared down.

This time the speed was faster and the strength was stronger. Sun Zhao couldn't resist even in his heyday, let alone now.

"No……"

With red eyes, Mo Yuan clenched his fists and let out a roar.

Back then, Junior Sister Liu was not rescued, so Junior Brother left with resentment, but now standing in front of him, Junior Brother was not rescued, intensely unwilling, feeling like he was about to explode.

"Brother, thank you..."

Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, Sun Zhao, who was below, muttered something to himself, and slowly closed his eyes.

These years, I have wrongly blamed my senior brother. In that position, my senior brother really has no other choice. It is because he is too selfish...

It's a pity that there is no chance to repay me at this time, so I can only be reincarnated... I will be your junior in the next life!

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Just when he thought he was going to die this time, a faint voice suddenly came from the silent sky.

It was weak at first, but then it became faster and denser, like a clash of gold and iron.

Dazed for a moment, he raised his head hastily, and immediately saw a bed board flying over from above, and came to the cage lock.

hum!

The magic weapon that the strong in the inheritance realm couldn't open in a short time, trembling with fright when seeing the bed board, opened a door and let it fly in.

"this……"

For a moment, Xu Chong and the four great masters who were about to attack were also stunned, they all stopped, and they all turned towards the direction of the sound, and looked over.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy stood on the bed with a calm face, holding a hammer in his hand, standing in front of a refining platform, constantly forging a piece of fine iron

The steel takes shape, and it's a... spatula.

"Little Master..."

Mo Yuan's eyes were red, but he smiled.

Since this person made the move himself, it shows that the younger brother... is saved!

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