After the Tianhuo Sect's flying boat landed, a series of inner disciples walked out slowly. Fang Qingyang glanced over, looking at those familiar clothes and familiar faces, his expression did not fluctuate. In the past, he was very naive. During the three years of practicing in Tianhuo Sect, Fang Qingyang really regarded the sect as his home and treated every disciple as a family member. The result was tragic. Sects have no mercy. They would give up themselves without hesitation for a disciple with better talent. What hurt Fang Qingyang the most was that the person who framed him was actually Lu Ningwei, who was engaged! Now, no one mentioned the engagement anymore. The Lu family dominated Tianyun City, and the Fang family was a loser who was driven away to them.
In addition, Lu Ningwei had a prominent status, so who would bother to bring up the past? "It seems that both of your two sects have prepared a lot." A teasing voice came, and a white-haired old man from Tianhuo Sect walked off the flying boat. He put his hands behind his back, full of confidence, "It's a pity that they are all here to serve as a foil."
Seeing this white-haired old man, Fang Qingyang's pupils turned cold.
He was the elder who went to the family to read the will, Qi Sandao.
Even though he now has the opportunity to embark on the road of cultivation again, Fang Qingyang still can't let go of that scene.
The warship was in the air, and under the understated tone, he actually ordered the Fang family to agree to cancel the engagement!
The gap in strength was too big, and the feeling of despair and shame still lingered in his mind!
Feeling Fang Qingyang's emotional changes, Old Man Ye smiled and said, "Do you have a grudge against him?"
"Yes."
Fang Qingyang nodded, not hiding his murderous intention.
"If you are willing to accept the old man's inheritance, then the old man will kill him and avenge you."
Old Man Ye tempted.
"I have a master."
Fang Qingyang smiled and refused Old Man Ye's help.
Elder Ye did not feel disappointed, but laughed, "What a pity, it's a pity that the old man can't accept a genius like you as his disciple." Soon, dozens of inner disciples of the Tianhuo Sect stood in the field. Judging from the aura emanating from their bodies, they are indeed much stronger than the inner disciples of the other two major sects! "It's almost time." Huo An said loudly. Fang Qingyang stood up and walked down the flying boat with the other 40 or 50 inner disciples. On the Tianhuo Sect side, everyone looked over. "Isn't that Fang Qingyang!" Someone laughed, "I heard that after he was expelled from the sect, he joined the Zihe Sect and did well. He even entered the inner sect." "It's really miserable. Compared with the past, one is in heaven and the other is in hell!" "Don't blame others. Who told him to blaspheme Senior Sister Lu's spiritual weapon?" Most of these inner disciples had a mocking attitude towards Fang Qingyang. The reason is simple. Lu Ningwei is now in a noble position. If she goes one step further, she will become the young sect master. And Fang Qingyang had offended Lu Ningwei, who would look at him well? In the crowd, a tall young man laughed particularly loudly, "Fang Qingyang, do you think you can turn your life around by joining Zihe Sect? You are unlucky to meet me this time. If you want to live, just give up!" He is Han Shan. "If the sect hadn't stopped you on the ring, you would have been beaten to death by me." Fang Qingyang's response was very indifferent, and there was not even a ripple in his eyes. Han Shan's face sank, "It seems that you don't want to give up, well, when I meet you, I will let you die miserably!" "The prince is here!" Just then, a tall horse galloped over from the distant training ground. A young man in luxurious clothes walked down from it with a smile, "Zhou Heng greets everyone!" The current prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Heng. He is also gifted and has quite a lot of means. "Prince." Huo An, Li Yunzhi, Qi Sandao and others all bowed. Zhou Heng is basically the next emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. When facing him, proper etiquette must be followed. But they were also puzzled. Zhou Heng would never come to the past three sect trials. Why this time? "Zhou Heng came this time, and there are indeed some things to discuss with you." Zhou Heng smiled, "Two sect masters, Elder Qi, follow me to the teahouse to have a chat!"
The three nodded, briefly explained the matter to the others, and left. "This guy doesn't look like a good person." Old man Ye yawned, "Qingyang, the group of people from the Tianhuo Sect look down on you so much, you have to fight for your reputation and take the first place to show them." "Of course." Fang Qingyang looked normal, and he had taken the first place in the three sect trials. When he should be low-key, he would choose to be low-key. But this time, it was different! This was the first time he faced them after being expelled from the Tianhuo Sect. His state of mind was completely different from the past. He wanted to win! "Begin." With an order, the disciples of the three major sects entered the hunting grounds from three teleportation arrays respectively. Everyone will hold a token, and the number of monsters killed will be recorded on the token. After the end, the rankings of everyone will appear one by one. "Fang Qingyang, don't let me touch you." Before entering, Han Shan still showed a grim smile and opened his mouth to provoke. Fang Qingyang glanced at him, and the other party's killing intention towards him has never stopped. Well. Kill him here! The hunting ground is huge, and more than fifty inner disciples of Zihe Sect appeared in one corner. Everyone was in tacit agreement, and dispersed in all directions, each with his own goal. Fang Qingyang walked quickly through several thorns, but he always felt that there was a figure following him. He turned around and could vaguely see that the figure quickly disappeared into the jungle. Someone was following him! ‘Could this breath be Shen Zheng? ’ Fang Qingyang’s perception was very sharp, and he guessed the other party’s identity. Shen Zheng was a genius in the inner sect, and the disciple with the highest hopes this time. Why was he following him? But Fang Qingyang didn’t think much about it, he stood up and jumped, and rushed into the depths of the jungle.
A moment after he left, Shen Zheng walked out from behind a big tree. He held a communication crystal stone, his eyes cold, "Fang Qingyang, I really don’t know what ability you have to climb up to the high branch of Zuohe! However, everything will be meaningless after today!" “Keep an eye on that kid, I’ll be there soon.” A hoarse voice emerged from the communication crystal stone. It was the killer Zhao Long found! And Shen Zheng was the person arranged by Chen Xian Ce to cooperate with the killer. "Don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on him and will report the direction to you at any time." Shen Zheng followed. ...... ...... In the dense forest. "This kid, is he following me?" Fang Qingyang turned around and glanced at him, his eyes slowly became cold, and murderous intent bloomed from them. In front of him, a group of monster corpses had fallen. Since he came in, Shen Zheng has always followed behind him. He thought he was hiding very deeply, but he didn't know that all this was already under Fang Qingyang's control. "Let's see how long he can follow." Just as Fang Qingyang was about to continue on his way, he suddenly felt that Shen Zheng's figure was moving quickly. In just a few breaths, he swaggered over. "Fang Qingyang." Shen Zheng sneered, "You offended someone you shouldn't offend, so I'm going to send you to death." "Chen Xian Ce, Zhao Long?" Fang Qingyang raised his eyebrows, he could almost guess. However, Shen Zheng, who is at the third level of Yuan Dan Realm, is not so arrogant. He definitely has a backup plan! "Swish!" A terrifying sword light came from behind him. In an instant, Fang Qingyang felt his scalp tingling, as if a cold sword intent pierced his heart, making it difficult to resist. It's a sword cultivator! Fang Qingyang stepped sideways and dodged on the spot with his extremely fast reaction ability. But, is it so easy to deal with a sword cultivator?
He saw Fang Qingyang dodge the sword, and he turned his wrist and chopped Fang Qingyang's chest firmly, tearing his clothes and revealing the purple fire armor inside. The purple fire armor was cut by the sword, and there were cracks. Fang Qingyang suddenly raised his head, raised his hand to grab the hilt of the Dragon Emperor Sword, and the sword intent in his body began to boil like oil in a raging fire. The other party actually sent out a sword cultivator! The man was dressed in black and had a silver-white mask on his face. Fang Qingyang recognized this person. This was the platinum killer of Fengyu Tower, the top one. Fengyu Tower was a notorious killer organization in the Great Zhou Dynasty. As long as there was money, they would accept any mission. And they only had three platinum killers, all of whom were sword cultivators. This person was one of them! "Hey, you have some skills in swordsmanship to dodge my sword." The killer's voice was hoarse, "Someone offered me an irresistible price to kill you. The price was so high that I felt it was not worth it. But it is the purpose of Fengyu Tower to get paid. You can die peacefully!" Beside him, Shen Zheng sneered and watched the show with his arms around his shoulders. Unexpectedly, Zhao Long was so cruel that he invited the platinum killer directly. This is a sword cultivator with the strength of the fifth level of Yuandan! Fang Qingyang took a deep breath, his eyes were cold, and the Dragon Emperor Sword in his hand had already felt the importance of this battle and made a sword sound. The last time he faced a strong man in the fifth level of Yuandan was in the Xuanlong Tower, challenging the ninth floor. He and Su Xiaoyu risked everything, and were covered in wounds before they defeated the other party. However, at that time, both of them were at the ninth level of Qi Hai Realm, which was not a high level. Now that he has reached the second level of Yuan Dan Realm, it is not impossible to fight this killer alone across three realms. "Die." The killer was ruthless and didn't say much. After his figure disappeared, he had already killed from the void with a sword. Wherever he passed, even the void was cracked. "Tearing Heaven Sword Technique, the lower-level magical sword technique inherited by Fengyu Tower..." Fang Qingyang showed himself without any reservation. "Great Wilderness Divine Sword Art" The golden sword light was diffused, and the magnificent and ancient sword intent spread like a tide, colliding with the opponent's magic sword. "Bang!" With a loud noise, Fang Qingyang was shocked back several steps, and the sword intent was torn apart.
"You are a sword cultivator? They didn't say that!" The platinum killer's eyes were surprised, but soon filled with ruthlessness, "Such a young sword cultivator is really unheard of! However, you still have to die, but there... you have to pay more!" Warm Tips: If you find that clicking the next page will force you to jump to other websites, please use the "Chapter Error" or "Contact Us" at the bottom to inform us, we will handle it as soon as possible, thank you for your understanding!