Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Senior, please drink this cup of apology tea."

Seeing Fang Chen's delay in making any move, Lingxu Sect Leader lowered his head and said softly.

"I don't think it's necessary to drink tea. It's enough as long as senior forgives you."

The leader of the Ye Clan suddenly laughed, and then stepped forward to take the teacup from the hands of the Lingxu Sect Leader.

When the great elder saw this, a murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes. He quickly covered it up, for fear of being noticed by Fang Chen.

He kept scolding the leader of the Ye Clan in his heart. When Lingxu Sect came to power again, he must wash away the blood of the Ye Clan and refine it into the Blood Spirit Pill!

"No way, Lord Lingxu kowtows in three steps and sincerely admits his mistake. This senior doesn't even dare to drink the apology tea?"

"Is he afraid that Lingxu Sect Master will poison the tea? Could it be that if he killed a strong man in the late stage of foundation building with one sword, he would also be afraid of these tricks..."

There were whispers all around.

"It doesn't matter."

Fang Chen smiled at the Ye Clan leader and reached out to take the tea cup from the Lingxu Sect Master's hand.

The corners of Xia Xuanji's mouth raised slightly.

The great elder's heart was pounding.

The critical moment has arrived!

"Are you really so sincere?"

Fang Chen held up the tea cup and looked at Lingxu Sect Master.

Lingxu Sect Master showed a trace of pain on his face:

"Ever since I offended my senior, the little girl has been in a state of fear and restlessness all day long, and has had trouble sleeping. She is often distracted even while practicing.

I also ask the seniors to accept the apology from the juniors. No matter what the price, the juniors will have no complaints. "

"Master Lingxu really knows he was wrong."

"With her level of cultivation, to put down her body like this, what's the saying in Buddhism? This is called turning back and finding the right path!"

Everyone murmured.

"But there are ghost ghost insects in your cup of tea. If I drink it, my cultivation will be imprisoned for several days."

Fang Chen sighed softly: "At that time, even a mortal warrior can easily kill me."

These words were like thunder exploding in the ears of Lingxu Sect Master. She took a few steps back and looked at Fang Chen in disbelief, her face extremely pale.

The elders and the others were all shocked, as if they had seen a ghost.

Why would the other party know! ?

Didn't Xia Xuanji say that even the golden elixir monks can't detect the ghost ghost insects? ?

The crowd also became extremely noisy because of Fang Chen's words. Many monks looked at each other, their minds a little confused.

What ghost ghost insect?

Could it be that this cup of tea was really poisoned? Or is it that this senior sword cultivator is simply unwilling to forgive Lingxu Sect Master and is using this as an excuse?

Xia Xuanji narrowed his eyes slightly and retreated quietly.

The leader of the Ye clan and others also looked solemn. They felt that Fang Chen might not be doing something innocent, but he really found something strange in the tea!

"You can start arguing."

Fang Chen said calmly.

A trace of resentment flashed in Lingxu Sect Master's eyes, and he suddenly shouted: "Brother Xia still won't take action!?

We may not be able to defeat him if we work together! "

Everyone was in an uproar!

The words of Master Lingxu have proved that she indeed poisoned the tea! And he also found helpers!

Many monks felt chills in their hearts. They never thought that the Foundation Establishment monks could put down their bodies like this in order to kill people.

Even they almost believed the sincerity of Master Lingxu!

"How dare Xia Xuanji join forces with you? You don't understand this person's temper. He won't take action without a 100% chance of winning."

Fang Chen smiled.

Xia Xuanji, who was about to sneak away, paused slightly when he heard these words, and looked at Fang Chen with some surprise.

"What do you mean by this? How do you know my name?"

Xia Xuanji said in a deep voice.

"Because my name is Fang Xiaotu."

Fang Chen chuckled lightly, raised his hand and there was a sword light.

puff!

Leader Lingxu lowered his head blankly, looking at the sword wound on his heart, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

Just when she was about to look up at Fang Chen.

Another flash of sword light.

puff!

There was a wound between Lingxu Sect Master's eyebrows, and her eyes became blurry. Even if she was about to die, she could not see the other person clearly for the last time.

Although he was a dignified foundation-building monk, the spiritual shield outside his body had no effect at all and could not stop the invasion of the small sword.

In just an instant, the leader of Lingxu Sect had been pierced hundreds of times by the small sword and turned into a sieve.

"Disciple!"

The great elder of Lingxu Sect had tears in his eyes. He did not expect that today would be like this, seeing with his own eyes the apprentice whom he had taught so hard to die tragically in front of his eyes!

What is the most painful thing in the world? It's like a white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift!

"To do a good deed, master and disciple, please cross the Naihe Bridge together."

Fang Chen chuckled lightly.

The dazzling sword light made everyone close their eyes subconsciously. When they opened their eyes again, all the monks of Lingxu Sect fell to the ground.

At the same time, the monks of the Qingzhou Sword Sect have come to this street and blocked all directions.

They did not approach, but stood quietly, repeating in their hearts the tasks Fang Chen had given them.

"Be sure to force people to the southwest."

"Fang Xiaotu...Fang Chen!?"

Xia Xuanji exclaimed in surprise, looking at the sword cultivator wearing a silver mask in front of him in disbelief.

The other party turned out to be the Great Xia Military God, his former minister! ?

How can this be!

Even though he was full of fear of Fang Chen and the backers behind Fang Chen, he still didn't think how strong Fang Chen could be.

At least, definitely not as good as him.

It was precisely with such confidence that he dared to stay until the last moment before leaving Daxia!

But now this sword cultivator is clearly a terrifying being who kills the late-stage foundation builder with one sword.

He witnessed that sword strike with his own eyes!

I thought to myself that I couldn't stop it!

"Uncle, I haven't seen you for several months, but you are still as charming as ever. But I want to ask, where did you hide my aunt?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Aunt...father! ?

There was a look of astonishment on everyone's faces.

The helper invited by the Lingxu Sect Master is actually the uncle of this senior sword cultivator?

"Do you want to know?"

Xia Xuanji narrowed his eyes: "The more you want to know, the less I will tell you. If you have the ability, find her yourself!"

The next moment, Xia Xuanji soared into the sky, trying to fly out of Lingxu City.

Fang Chen moved, and hundreds of monks from the Qingzhou Sword Sect also moved. In an instant, sword energy filled the air!

Although the latter cannot pose a threat to Xia Xuanji, it can hinder his escape route.

Xia Xuanji's body erupted with an aura that far surpassed that of the initial stage of foundation building, and he drove a magic weapon toward the southwest.

Fang Chen turned into a sword light and followed closely.

"Okay, we don't need to chase him. The headmaster said that we only need to control this person's escape route."

Zhong Yue waved his hand, signaling the monks of the Qingzhou Sword Sect to stand where they were and there was no need to pursue them.

The people around them discovered their existence and were secretly shocked. In just a few days, this group of Qingzhou Sword Sect monks had been completely used by that sword cultivator.

"In the middle stage of foundation building...this senior's background is indeed not simple..."

The leader of the Leaf clan murmured to himself.

The Xu Clan Chief and the Zhou Clan Chief were also secretly shocked. The elders in the family were in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and were likely to be in the later stage, Dzogchen, or even the ancestors of the Golden Pill.

If a golden elixir sword cultivator were born, how terrifying would his methods be?

In the small courtyard of the Ye clan, Master Qinghe saw two auras flying towards the southwest, and she suddenly understood.

"I hope Master can help the Crown Prince capture this person alive."

she whispered.