Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Xue Shan's face was ashen. As the deputy head of the Ninth Academy and a sword cultivator in the ascension stage, he saw his son die in front of him. He would be lying if he said he didn't feel pain in his heart.

He slowly looked at Fang Chen, with a faint hint of murderous intent in his indifferent eyes.

Long Ao's face looked a little ugly, not because he was angry because Xue Zhong died, but because he felt that he had lost face.

The sword cultivators and second-room cultivators behind him couldn't help but look at each other, with a flash of surprise in their eyes.

Xue Zhong's strength ranks among the top five swordsmen of the Long family at the same time. This achievement is not bad.

If the direct descendants of the Long family were in the out-of-body stage, only a handful of them could compete with Xue Zhong.

After all, Jian Xiu is a dead soldier and cannon fodder because his offensive power far exceeds that of the same level.

At this moment, Xue Zhong was defeated in one move and was defeated by the clay leg that Li Changsheng found from the countryside! ?

"The sword cultivator that my father hired is really good at it. No wonder even Sun Yi's distraction failed."

Long Xuan looked at Fang Chen frequently.

"His sword..."

Bai Lingyue and others' expressions gradually became serious.

The sword cultivator kills people with a murderous intent.

But not only did Fang Chen not draw his sword just now, but they didn't even notice that Fang Chen had any killing intent.

That's it... the Long family's out-of-body sword cultivator was also killed with one move. Such a method was far beyond their imagination.

"Cousin, is the sword cultivator my husband has found worthy of a fight?"

The woman in plain skirt smiled and said, "You have already verified it, so there is no need to worry about my husband finding someone to cheat."

"This guy does have some tricks up his sleeve."

Long Aopi smiled and said: "It seems that my sister-in-law is also concerned about the affairs of the Long family.

But... just one game doesn't mean much. My sister-in-law brought more than ten people with him this time. Let's pick one more person to fight with Zhang Gaotian. "

Everyone knew that Long Ao must find his place today, otherwise he would not give up.

This was not directed at the sword cultivator from the countryside, but at the uncle Li Changsheng.

After seeing this, the monks of the Long family basically kept silent and waited quietly for Li Changsheng to express his position.

"Long Ao, have you forgotten that my eldest brother and your second brother have a bet? If the sword cultivator I brought back is injured in this competition, how will he go to the Sword Burial Staircase next?"

Li Changsheng smiled lightly and said: "If you, the second roommate, are afraid, you might as well speak up and admit defeat, our first roommate will only accept half of your bet."

"Hehehe."

Long Ao chuckled and waved his hand: "The bet between my second wife and your first wife is just a small bet, why do I take it seriously?

What I'm worried about now is the bet between the Long family and the Sun family. If something goes wrong and our Long family loses this contest, no matter how much your cousin protects you, I'm afraid the ancestors above won't sit idly by. .

I am doing this for your own good. First, verify how much the sword cultivator you found weighs. "

As he said that, he pointed at Fang Chen: "This boy has passed the test and is barely qualified to be buried on the Sword Heaven Ladder, but what about the others?"

"Old Ancestor Li, let this disciple give it a try."

Bai Lingyue suddenly spoke.

"You do have some courage as a swordsman. I see that you are only in the early stages of distraction, right?"

Long Ao smiled lightly and looked at Xue Shan.

Xue Shan endured the pain of losing his son and handed Xue Zhong's body to the person next to him, and then singled out a young swordsman from the crowd.

This swordsman was also in the early stages of distraction. He walked up to Bai Lingyue with cold eyes.

"After this fight, I hope you won't pursue me any more."

Li Changsheng stared at Long Ao for a long time, let out a faint smile, and then said to Bai Lingyue:

"Strike with all your strength, don't leave half your strength behind."

"Don't worry, Old Ancestor Li, my disciple's sword will definitely see blood today."

Bai Lingyue nodded.

After holding back his anger, how could he hold back now?

Even if he couldn't hit Long Ao in front of him, he could still use the sword cultivators beside him to vent his anger. When he saw the groveling appearance of these sword cultivators, Bai Lingyue was not angry at all.

He didn't notice that Li Changsheng's eyes looked slightly strange after hearing his words.

The two sides soon started fighting, but as soon as the sword was drawn, Bai Lingyue felt something was wrong.

The opponent's sword was not only extremely powerful, but also had a very tricky angle. Each sword chose the most precise route. After just a few moves, Bai Lingyue not only failed to get any benefits, but broke out in cold sweat all over his body.

Several times... he was almost killed by the opponent's sword!

He had not experienced this creepy feeling for many years.

Li Changsheng sighed softly in his heart.

Sword cultivators from the three places of Ditian, Beidou and Zhongzhou are indeed in a stronger state of mind than sword cultivators from Qiufeng. After all, they have been on the path of invincibility for many years. How tough is the sword heart they have developed?

But because of this, the experience they have at hand is far from comparable to that of the sword cultivators in Prison Wind Land.

The sword cultivators here fight every year and are sharp blades in the hands of the major wealthy families. Regardless of the conflict, it has become a clear rule that the sword cultivators must die first.

The sword cultivators who emerged from the sea of ​​​​blood in the corpse mountain were far stronger than Bai Lingyue and others in the way of attack.

Thinking of this, Li Changsheng couldn't help but look at Fang Chen.

"This boy is an exception."

"No, Bai Lingyue may die."

"Are all the sword cultivators in Prison Wind so powerful? Can any one of them defeat an existence that is almost at the level of a sword head?"

"Even if Bai Lingyue is not the head of the sword, he is still close, but facing the sword cultivator of the Long family... he is so unbearable..."

Everyone looked a little ugly, Bai Qingming's eyes were serious, he just looked at them for a few breaths and then shook his head gently.

Bai Lingyue is no match for this person, and he will lose sooner or later.

Now that only a few dozen moves had passed, Bai Lingyue already had two scars on his body that were deep enough to show the bones.

On the other hand, Bai Lingyue didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

There were more and more flaws in Bai Lingyue's body, and his face became more and more ugly. The opponent suddenly found a flaw and struck with his sword.

Bai Lingyue's scalp was numb and almost exploded. He couldn't care about anything else at the moment. Two distractions burst out of his body and fled left and right.

The distraction who stayed in place had no time to escape and was killed by the opponent's sword.

The opponent did not stop there, but chased after Bai Lingyue's distraction.

Several people who had previously planned to fight Xue Zhong gasped inwardly.

What Fang Chen said before was correct. They were probably not Xue Zhong's opponents. If Fang Chen hadn't stopped him, Bai Lingyue's fate would be their fate now.

Bai Lingyue was still distracted, which was like having a few extra lives, but these out-of-body experiences... were just one life.

After Bai Lingyue lost a distraction, his strength was not as good as before, and he was no longer a match for the other party. He could only evade the killing moves in a panic, and at the same time cast a look at Li Changsheng for help.

Unfortunately, Li Changsheng did not respond to him.

Bai Lingyue felt desperate and looked towards Yan Kun and others, but if they dared to interfere in this matter at this time, they would undoubtedly get burned.

"Fang Jianshou, save me!"

Bai Lingyue was completely desperate and pinned his last hope on Fang Chen.