Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Yan Kun's expression was solemn with a hint of surprise. He didn't expect that a disciple of the Sun family would go to a rural place like theirs, let alone that Fang Chen would cut off the other party's distraction.

"I heard that this kid has left his body... he has left his body and cut off his distractions..."

Yan Kun frowned slightly, thinking of the time when Fang Chen danced his sword in Yong'an City and caused his junior brother to run out of life and die without any effort. He already concluded in his heart that the sword intention that Fang Chen understood was probably very strange.

If not, how could his methods be so extraordinary.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that the other party's cultivation level is still very low and is far from threatening him. Today he offended the Sun family and was questioned by the second-bedroom Long Ao. He thought that even if he didn't die, he would have to shed his skin, and even the Sword Burial Ladder Most likely not going.

Thinking of this, a hint of schadenfreude emerged in Yan Kun's eyes.

"Long Ao, don't look for trouble. Is it your turn to take care of the Sun family's affairs?"

Li Changsheng said coldly.

"ha?"

Long Ao laughed strangely: "Am I looking for trouble? Is it because you are a sword cultivator or my uncle of the Long family that you can protect such a disrespectful person?"

Seeing that Long Ao repeatedly made rude remarks, and his words always showed contempt and disdain for the sword cultivator, Bai Lingyue and others could not bear such contempt, and their faces were ashen and frightening.

"Cousin, things have their own priorities. This matter is always the Sun family's business. You don't need to be so concerned about it.

My husband brought these little guys back this time to go to the Sword Burial Staircase for our Long family. Now you want to bring them to the Sun family, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. "

Although the woman in plain skirt spoke softly, she still sounded like she was giving orders.

Long Ao's expression changed slightly, he glanced at the woman in plain skirt and said calmly:

"Cousin, you don't really think that a sword cultivator from such a small place... can be better than the sword cultivators trained by our Long family, do you?"

He smiled and glanced at the people around him, who immediately waved their hands gently, and saw a young swordsman walking forward, looking at Fang Chen and others with an indifferent expression.

"This boy is a disciple of our Long Family's Ninth Sword Academy. He defeated all his contemporaries in the Distraction Stage Sword Cultivator Competition a few days ago. The one my sister-in-law wants to protect must also be a Distraction Stage sword cultivator, right? Why don't we let them Let's fight each other.

If he can win, it means that my sister-in-law still has some vision, and this son can win some benefits for our Long family.

If he loses, his body and soul will definitely disappear, and he can give an explanation to the Sun family, how about that? "

Long Ao smiled lightly.

The eyes of the nearby Long family disciples moved slightly.

Zhang Gaotian, one of the slaves of the Long family, has shown extraordinary talent in swordsmanship since he was a child, so he was accepted as a disciple of the Ninth Sword Academy of the Long family.

For a long time, he had been practicing hard and his reputation was unknown. However, some time ago, the Long family wanted to make a bet with the Sun family on the Sword Burial Staircase.

Therefore, all the nine major sword academies of the Long family began to select, and selected the best young talents from the middle third level and upper third level swordsmen, and then participated in the bet.

In this competition, there were three people who stood out the most, and the other two were both advanced three-level sword cultivators.

In the third level of the middle level, only Zhang Gaotian's performance is very eye-catching. No swordsman in the same period can withstand ten moves in his hands!

Although Zhang Gaotian was only in the late stage of distraction, when he encountered the distracted swordsman, he also knocked him down within ten moves.

The destructive power of the sword he understood made even the disciples of the Long family feel a little frightened.

Li Changsheng frowned and shook his head slightly: "Fang Chen is just a swordsman in the out-of-body period, not distracted."

Just out of body! ?

Were Sun Yi and the others killed by sword cultivators in the out-of-body stage?

Everyone looked a little weird.

Long Ao was stunned for a moment and looked at Fang Chen carefully. Under the premise that Fang Chen did not hide his cultivation, he finally saw that his cultivation was indeed in the out-of-body period and was not a distraction.

"If you cut off distractions when you leave your body, you will behead direct descendants of the Sun family..."

Long Ao's thoughts were slightly disturbed. This was not common in the Land of Prison Wind, but it was not uncommon. It was rumored that Sun Yi had six distractions. If the six distractions were gathered together, he would not be easily defeated and could even defeat the opponent easily.

The other party just took advantage of the right time and place.

"Out of body... It doesn't matter if you are out of body. I also have sword cultivators in the out-of-body stage here."

Long Ao chuckled, "Xue Shan, let your son do it. Your son has achieved the top five results in the same period in the Nine Academy Competition this time. He is not weak. He must be able to deal with sword cultivators from the countryside." It's within reach."

"yes."

The middle-aged man beside Long Ao nodded slightly, and then glanced behind him.

A young man who looked somewhat similar to a middle-aged man stepped forward, drew his sword out of its sheath with a clang, and pointed at Fang Chen:

"Xue Zhong of the Ninth Courtyard."

Fang Chen made no move, just waited quietly.

Li Changsheng looked at Long Ao and then at Xue Zhong, without saying a word, as if he was deep in thought about something.

Long Ao suddenly laughed: "No way? The sword cultivator brought by my sister-in-law doesn't even dare to draw a sword? What kind of sword cultivator is this? Although the sword cultivator is humble, he only makes achievements in the way of attack. How difficult is it for the way of cultivation? He has understanding, but he doesn't even dare to draw his sword. This is the first time I've seen him."

"Fang Jianshou, if you don't want to draw your sword, just let me do it."

"I can come too."

Several out-of-body people among the colleagues spoke one after another. They were angry and couldn't bear it for a long time.

"Ancestor Li hasn't spoken yet, why are we anxious? What's more... you are indeed no match for this person."

Fang Chen said calmly.

Those who were out of the body were slightly startled and glared at Fang Chen angrily. Who could destroy their own prestige and boost the ambition of others like this?

Fang Chen's words immediately made the nearby Long family sword cultivators laugh, and those Long family disciples also showed a faint smile, thinking that this kid is quite sensible, knowing that the sword cultivators in Prison Wind Land are different from sword cultivators from the countryside like them. Xiu has a completely different background.

"It's okay to compete. Let's talk about how to fight."

Li Changsheng spoke slowly.

"How to fight? Is my brother-in-law just pretending to be stupid? I have already said that this competition is to verify whether the sword cultivator you brought is qualified to fight on the Sword Burial Staircase for my Long family.

Second, it is to give an explanation to the Sun family. "

Long Ao laughed strangely and looked at Xue Zhong: "Xue Zhong, tell me how to fight?"

"The villain will take off this son's head and offer it to the master."

Xue Zhongdao.

"It's not dedicated to me. I want his head to be of no use? It's for all the sword cultivators in the world to take a look. As a sword cultivator, you have to know what to do and what not to do. The children of the wealthy family like us are just a hair. , you are not qualified to hurt me, do you understand?"

Long Ao said.

Xue Zhong nodded immediately: "I understand."

"How can the sword cultivator here... be so humble..."

Bai Lingyue and others looked a little confused.

"Do you understand?"

Li Changsheng looked at Fang Chen.

"I understand."

Li Changsheng said no more and just nodded lightly.

"Go ahead, don't embarrass the master."

Xue Shan nodded gently to Xue Zhong.

Xue Zhong smiled and said calmly to Fang Chen: "Draw out the sword."

"good."

Fang Chen didn't draw his sword, he just pointed at it, and a wisp of breeze swept over Xue Zhong's face.

What a cool breeze.

Xue Zhong thought for a moment, and then his thoughts fell into a dark silence.

Everyone initially thought that Xue Zhong lowered his head because he was preparing his sword intent, but when they saw that he did not move, they felt that something was wrong.

Xue Shan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to grab Xue Zhong's shoulders to see what was going on, but Xue Zhong fell to the ground on his back, his expression the same as before, except for a small wound between his eyebrows.

"There's no life... at all?"

Everyone was stunned.

After all, Xue Zhong was also competing in the Nine Academy Competition. How could the top five sword cultivators in the out-of-body stage lose so suddenly! ?