My master is a bug

Zao Xuan nodded and said, "Yes, you just pulled up a Tongtian Mountain and tore off a large piece of their boundary wall.

No one would let it go like this."

Fang Mu frowned deeply after hearing this.

He was not afraid that the other party would come to him, but he felt it was very troublesome.

If the transcendent monk from the Nether God Realm really came, it would be fine, but if he didn't come, wouldn't he be unable to leave the Canglang Realm forever?

He wanted to leave without caring about anything, but he was afraid that the Canglang Realm he had worked so hard to build would be destroyed.

After Fang Mu hesitated for a moment, he couldn't help but look at Zao Xuan and asked:

"The old guy in the Nether God Realm should not be too strong, at most he has just entered the Transcendent Realm.

Can't you stop him?"

Zao Xuan sighed and said: "If the purple cloud in this world still exists, I can stop the Transcendent Realm cultivator with the help of the sword formation.

But the purple cloud in this world has been dispersed by you.

It's a bit difficult for me and a bunch of broken swords to stop a Transcendent Realm cultivator."

Fang Mu said with an unhappy face: "You are too weak."

Zao Xuan's face darkened after hearing this.

Since he transformed, he has never been looked down upon by others like this.

He said unhappily: "You just broke through for a few days. It won't be too late for you to say such things after I enter the state of transcendence."

Fang Mu thought for a while and said: "When can you enter the state of transcendence?"

Zao Xuan: "..."

Looking at the silent appearance, Fang Mu's heart was slightly moved, and asked:

"You should have reached the peak of returning to life a long time ago, right?"

Zao Xuan said: "Yes, since I cut off the other 107 divine swords, I have already reached the peak of returning to life."

Fang Mu nodded and said: "This is a problem.

With your understanding of the sword, even if your talent for perceiving the world is poor, you should have walked your own way.

But you have been standing still."

Zao Xuan's face suddenly darkened when he heard this.

However, before he could open his mouth to argue, Fang Mu said, "You cut me with a sword!"

Zao Xuan was stunned for a moment and said, "What did you say?"

Fang Mu looked directly into Zao Xuan's eyes and said seriously, "You, cut me with a sword!"

Zao Xuan's face changed and said, "Do you think you can find the reason for me?"

Fang Mu said lightly, "I want to try."

Zao Xuan's face changed again, and finally nodded and said, "Then you pay attention!"

He flashed and distanced himself from Fang Mu, then raised his hand and pointed at Fang Mu.

A shocking sword intent pierced through his body!

The monks who were whispering nearby suddenly felt a chill that penetrated their bodies.

They subconsciously stopped discussing and turned their heads to look over.

Under their gaze, this shocking sword light fell directly in front of Fang Mu, and was then casually slapped away by Fang Mu.

Fang Mu said expressionlessly, "Too weak, come again!"

Zao Xuan's face changed slightly.

Although he had expected that this sword would not hurt Fang Mu, he did not expect Fang Mu to take it so easily.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Try my sword again!"

As this sharp shout with a metallic texture slowly echoed, the whole world was condensed with a sense of killing.

Before Zao Xuan's sword was slashed, more than half of the monks who came to the meeting below could not bear this pressure and collapsed to the ground.

Those monks who had just broken through to the Taixuan realm were shocked to find that their Taixuan intentions were not coherent!

This sword was still brewing, and the monks below all changed color.

"Be careful with this sword, I have used it to hurt a transcendent monk!"

As Zao Xuan shouted for the second time, the sword intention that had been brewing for a while came out of his body.

As soon as this sword light appeared, the monks who were still struggling to hold on fell down again.

Only a few cultivators in the Purple Cloud and Taixuan realms were still standing, but they all looked horrified.

Among them was Shen Lingxing, who was also a disciple of Zaoxuan.

Shen Lingxing was horrified to find that this sword could actually cut through the heaven and earth.

Even though he and Zaoxuan were both disciples of Zaoxuan, they did not have the slightest thought of resisting.

‘There is such a sword intent in this world! ’

Before his thoughts had completely flashed through, this sword had already cut through the Dao rhyme and fell on Fang Mu with an unmatched momentum.

However, Fang Mu still had a blank expression on his face.

Until this sword just touched his sleeve, he gently waved his hand.

The next moment, this sword that seemed to be able to tear the sky and split the earth disappeared without a trace!

“Alas!”

Fang Mu sighed softly and said, “No wonder you have not been able to walk out of your own transcendent path. It turns out that your sword heart has been bound for a long time.”

At this moment, Zaoxuan was still immersed in the scene of Fang Mu easily smacking away this sword.

He was stunned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Your sword heart has become dull!"

As Fang Mu said this, he disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already in the back mountain of Qingxuan Sword Sect.

He pressed with one hand, and a huge deep pit cracked below, revealing the broken swords buried in the soil.

Fang Mu looked at the broken swords in the sword tomb and said in a deep voice: "You should have been an unparalleled sword that traversed the world, but you were used to suppress a pile of scrap metal.

How can your sword heart be sharp after being entangled with these scrap metals for thousands of years!"

Zao Xuan's face suddenly changed and said, "What are you going to do?"

Fang Mu said calmly: "Of course I will help you to remove the fetters."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped the sword tomb with his palm.

With a loud rumbling sound, the entire sword tomb was smashed to pieces by a huge force.

"Stop!"

Zao Xuan shouted and slashed out sword beams all over the sky!

If these sword beams were taken out individually, their power would be far less than the sword he had just brewed for a long time.

But these sword beams intertwined together, like a sword net, which was unstoppable.

Seeing this, Fang Mu couldn't help but curl his lips: "This is almost the same, but it's not enough!"

He raised his hand again and shot out starlight all over the sky.

These starlights did not make the sword beams dissipate silently like the previous two times, but collided with the sword beams in the sky one by one, making a crisp sound.

In an instant, the whole world was shaking constantly in these crisp sounds.

The group of cultivators below felt that their spiritual power was constantly draining away.

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted first, and the group of monks began to flee in a swarm.

When the sword light disappeared, the monks who were watching the battle in Qingxuan Sword Sect ran away.

Fang Mu ignored the group of monks watching the battle, and he lightly hooked the direction of the sword tomb.

A big iron lump that had been rolled into a ball flew into Fang Mu's hand.

However, at this moment, Fang Mu's expression became a little weird.

He looked at Zao Xuan, who was angry but had not obviously transformed, and then looked at the iron lump in his hand, muttering:

"The thing that binds you doesn't seem to be here."