beautiful brother on top

Isn't that also your master?

"I don't care about your whole body. If you have the ability, you can cut me up and send me back!"

Holding the sword in his hand, Wen Canyang condensed his palm, and along the scabbard cut Fang Yan's palm. Seeing that he immediately sent out another blow, Wen Can turned back to block, and the scabbard was against the long staff.

The explosive cultivation of the two parties seems to be equal. Fang Yan's decades-long cultivation has hardly benefited Wen Can here, and it seems to be suppressed faintly.

Fang Yan held his breath and said, "How could you, how could you have such a profound cultivation?"

Extinguishing Evil Sword?

No, the Miexie Sword has a very deep demonic energy, and if it is out of the sheath, it will definitely not be such an aura.

But he couldn't tell what kind of oppression it was. He only knew that it was definitely not a profound cultivation level that he could match, nor was it the way of Qingxuan Mountain.

The head of Fang Yan is a little bit overwhelmed. This person is too scary. He is only in his teens, but he is even better than others who have cultivated for decades. Then his identity must be unusual.

"Who the hell are you!"

Wen Can didn't answer. Instead, she palmed luck and pushed forward with all her strength.

The moment Fang Yan was about to be shaken away by the head of the sect, a white shadow flew down from the corner of the second floor, and slapped the Miexie sword. Wen Can was backlashed by his spiritual power and staggered backwards After two steps, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The man wore a bamboo hat on his head and was covered by a loose white robe. There were a few incomprehensible ink paintings painted on the white robe. His steps were light, with a slight sense of elegance.

Although Wen Can couldn't see the man's face clearly, she could feel that his cultivation was definitely above her own.

He was wearing a bamboo hat while eating in the restaurant, apparently because he didn't want people to see his face clearly. Among the fairy gates, there are such unpredictable people. What's more, he can make the always arrogant head of Fang Yan treat him Leaning over, who is this person?

Could it be, the person behind the scenes that he has been looking for?

Swallowing the fishy sweetness in his throat, Wen Can said: "Why, is this an attempt to bully the less with more?"

The blood from the corner of his mouth was still oozing out, Wen Can raised his hand to wipe it, and a dark red was reflected on the black clothes.

The man came with his hands behind his back, and walked towards Wen Can without the slightest hesitation. The hand standing by his side moved slightly, and a spiritual energy suddenly condensed in the palm.It was intended to kill him on the spot.

Wen Can stood up holding the scabbard, but the blow just now almost shattered his bones.

The blade of the sword clanged, and the closer the man got closer, the buzzing sound of the Miexie sword became sharper, as if it had touched its alarm and was about to burst out from the blade.

"Since you can't use it for me, then you can only die."

A deep voice came from the bamboo hat. It was not very familiar, but also had a hint of contempt, as if it had been deliberately changed.After accumulating [-]% of his cultivation, the man gradually approached Wen Can without giving him any way out.

Wen Can closed his eyes. If he couldn't catch this palm, he would surely die, but even if he caught it, his muscles and veins would be damaged.

What if he really ends up here today and never sees Yunlian again? He still has something to say to Yunlian.

As if seeing through Wen Can's thoughts, the man said again: "Don't wait for someone to come to save you, he won't come."

Wen Can smiled and said, "How do you know that I am waiting for someone to save me? It seems that you not only know me very well, but also Qingxuan Mountain."

The man didn't care about being exposed by Wen Can, and smiled contemptuously, then raised his hand and slapped it.

Wen Can raised the Miexie Sword backhand, and blocked the man's full blow with the power of the scabbard.

In an instant, the entire restaurant was dimly lit, as if shrouded in a cloud of black mist, and a gust of wind whizzed by, as if two powerful palm winds were facing each other. Wen Can had no time to react, and could only hear the man chuckle: "You finally came out!" gone."

Yun Zhao shook his body like a black mist, and his hoarse voice surrounded his ears: "I shouldn't have let you go so easily."

The man in the bamboo hat withdrew his hands, looked at Wen Can who raised his head blankly with his arms around his chest, and said, "Wen Yijun, as a disciple of the immortal sect, you dare to collude with the demon cultivator, and you intend to put Qingxuanshan and the two elders at a disadvantage. The door is here, and I will arrest you for Fa-rectification!"

Wen Can frowned, still didn't understand what he meant, Moxiu knew, but what does it mean to put Qing Xuanshan and the two elders at a disadvantage?

Thinking about it, a thought flashed in Wen Can's mind, could it be that Yun Zhao was the one who trespassed on Qingxuan Mountain and attacked Xiaoyue Zun yesterday?

He looked at Yun Zhao sideways, he didn't show a human form today, it was just a thick black mist, but the aura of anger was indeed obvious.

Wen Can understood immediately, no wonder Yun Zhao asked him for help, and specially reminded him that the mastermind behind all this was that Yun Zhao's enemy was Xiaoyue Zun!

Now everything makes sense. If anyone can break into Qingxuan Mountain without disturbing anyone and find Xiaoyue Zun accurately, of course it must be someone who is very familiar with Qingxuan Mountain. Yun Zhao has practiced on Qingxuan Mountain for several times. Years, naturally I am very familiar with it.

Besides, there are few people in this world who can do the matter of injuring Xiaoyue Zun, but Yun Zhao has become a demon with the Miexie Sword in his hand. Next.

Before the people on the second floor could come down in time, the man in the bamboo hat had already exchanged hands with Yun Zhao. Wen Can was still lying on the sidelines trying to figure it out, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and he was swept away by Yun Zhao's black mist.

When he woke up again, he had already arrived at a place that looked like a temple, there was no one around, only the smell of cigarettes lingered, Wen Can was thrown on the futon casually, and his head hurt from being knocked.

The muscles and veins all over his body seemed to be broken and reorganized. As soon as Wen Can got up, he felt something was wrong.

Looking around, it really looks like a temple, and there are many statues enshrined in the middle. Wen Can has never seen a few of them, and they all look familiar.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the middle of a row of statues on the altar. Yun Zhao sat between the two statues like an old man, closed his eyes and said: "What temple, you are blind, see I have never seen it before, this is Yunzhong Temple."

Wen Can sat leaning against the pillar, rubbed his head, and suddenly remembered that Yun Zhao could hear the voice in his heart, so he casually said: "I haven't seen it before, how do I know this is an ancestral hall, with so many statues enshrined, isn't it like Is it a temple?"

He grew up so big that he had never even entered the Wen family's ancestral hall. How could he know what other people's houses looked like?

And the last time he sneaked down the mountain, he just walked around the outside of the Yunzhong Temple, and there were guards inside, so he couldn't get in at all.Yun Zhao was capable, he dared to come to the temple even though he was possessed of evil energy.

However, I heard that the people enshrined in this temple are all extremely powerful patriarchs in the immortal sect, but I just don't know which is the cheap master he has never met.

Yun Zhao snorted imperceptibly, and said, "The one on my left, this one looks passable... Immortal Venerable, that's your master."

"Isn't that also your master?"

Wen Can answered subconsciously, and the faces of the people on the platform suddenly turned cold, and Wen Can realized that he seemed to have said something that offended someone.

He had heard about Yun Zhao's grievances with Immortal Li Huai, but he didn't expect him to hate him so much that he didn't even want to mention his name.

Yun Zhao said coldly: "You'd better think it through before you speak, and dare to speak casually, be careful of your life."

Wen Can raised his eyebrows and didn't answer, Yun Zhao lazily opened his eyes and looked at him: "What do you want to ask?"

"Didn't you say that I wouldn't let me speak casually?" It was rare to have the upper hand, and Wen Can had to kill his prestige no matter what.

Yun Zhao stared at him impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense."

The main reason is that this guy has too many things in his mind, and too much nonsense in his mind, and he keeps chattering non-stop, which is really annoying.

Wen Can straightened her body and asked, "It was really you who trespassed on Qingxuan Mountain yesterday and injured Xiaoyue Zun?"

Yun Zhao responded dismissively: "It's me, so what, he's not as skilled as others, so how can you blame me for hurting him?"

But Wen Can couldn't figure it out. According to Xiaoyuezun's temperament, he should never like to meddle in trivial matters of the master's family. Yun Zhao didn't have much intersection with Xiaoyuezun back then, so how could he have hatred with him.

On the contrary, it is well known that Yun Zhao has always hated Li Huai Xianzun's ascension.

Wen Can paused, and asked, "Then do you want to take revenge on Xiao Yuezun, or Qingxuan Mountain?"

Yun Zhao said: "What's the difference? They deserve to die, then die together!"

Enraged by Yun Zhao's disregard for human life, Wen Can raised his voice and said, "If you hold grudges against Immortal Lihuai, you can go to Jiuchongtian to seek revenge on him, there's no need to anger anyone who was related to him here. The reason why you took revenge on Qingxuan Mountain is not because you can't beat him. You coward, what's the point of just hiding here and swearing at others, you think I don't know, and you don't even dare to face him!"

"Wen Yijun, don't think that once you are reborn, you know everything and are not afraid of anything. You still speak for those fairy sects, don't forget how you died in their hands!"

Yun Zhao's face visibly turned cold, a black air rose around him, and the barrier outside the temple trembled suddenly.

Wen Can's expression was slightly condensed, and the expression of indignation froze for a moment. How could Yun Zhao know about his rebirth?

No, it's impossible, he must have accidentally thought about it in his mind before he overheard it.

But the matter of rebirth cannot be explained by ordinary spells. Yun Zhaoming knew that he was reborn, but he was not even curious?

In an instant, Yun Zhao returned to his original lazy and disdainful appearance, as if the fluctuation of spiritual power just now was not caused by him.

He said: "How I choose to provoke them is my business. If you say I'm a coward, what about you? You don't even have the will to take revenge. If you are touched by someone casually, you feel unworthy. What are you? "

The deep voice seemed to come from outside the sky, and it kept ringing around in my ears, and the unworthy words were imprinted in Wen Can's mind.

After finishing speaking, Yun Zhao laughed loudly, like a hungry beast, frivolously provoking Wen Can.

Wen Can clenched his fists tightly, he did not deny that he did feel inferior in front of Yun Lian.

Yun Lian is the proud son of heaven, he is a dead tree in the quagmire, he has a destiny of ascension, he is the hope of the whole world of cultivating immortals, he is also Ling Qingjun, implying the purest and purest.

Even his name has the meaning of coming out of mud but not stained, Zhuo Qinglian but not demon, isn't it exactly the meaning that Li Huai Xianzun named him back then?

Since she is Qinglian, she shouldn't have any stains, at least Wen Can doesn't want to be his stain.

The eyes of the person in front of him froze and his expression was gloomy. Yun Zhao flashed in front of Wen Can in an instant, choked his throat, and let out a chuckle.

"Wen Yijun, what's the difference between you and me, aren't we all poor people who have been forgotten by this world?"