The rebellion of the Yuan family from seven hundred years ago had reappeared and blocked the third arena. Not only was Old Deity Yuan and Yuan Lingxiao shocked, but even Zhu Xiu, who was watching the battle, was also shocked. The atmosphere was terrifyingly stifling. On the other hand, when Fang Xing saw Uncle Eleven appear, he seemed to have understood many things. He nodded with a grin, then calmly turned around. Holding the demonic sword, he walked over to Young Master Fusu, who had been beaten up by him and had completely lost the ability to resist, and was about to cut off his head easily …
"Old Nine, get out of my way!"
Yuan Lingxiao was worried that Fu Su's life was in someone else's hands, but he could not restrain his temper no matter what. With a furious roar, he swung his fist at Bai Qianzhang. As the wind from his punch howled, his eyes glowed with a dusky purple aura. Countless strange warriors appeared in the air and charged at Bai Qianzhang, making it seem as if his punch had created a battlefield. Countless vengeful spirits appeared at the same time, wielding halberds and brandishing spears as they swept forward. Just the scene alone was terrifying, not to mention the divine might it exuded.
He was using the Demon Exorcism Scripture of Chaos, one of the three great Celestial Arts of the Yuan family!
In the face of this terrifying scene, Bai Qianzhang's robe fluttered. He stood in the void and showed no intention of moving away. Instead, his eyes flashed and he slowly raised a finger. Many shadows appeared in the air, and he quickly drew a talisman and pressed it down!
When he pointed his finger, it was as if the world had slowed down!
All the vengeful spirits that were charging at him seemed to have fallen into a swamp, and their movements became slower and slower!
Only his finger, which seemed slow but was actually fast, drew a rune on the heads of all the vengeful spirits. Then, countless strands of purple Qi appeared in the sky and intertwined with each other, forming a huge cage. All the vengeful spirits with the rune on their eyebrows were trapped in the cage and suppressed at the same time.
Even Yuan Lingxiao, who had thrown out the punch, was shocked. His figure instantly retreated hundreds of meters to avoid the attack!
Bai Qianzhang glanced at him and said softly, "It's been seven hundred years, and you still haven't fully understood the [Demon Exorcism Scripture of Origin]. You can only use some evil methods to strengthen yourself. How can you truly understand the true meaning of the title of immortal?"
"You …"
Yuan Lingxiao's face had already turned ashen, and his eyes were filled with rage.
Bai Qianzhang's voice was not loud, but in front of everyone, it had reopened his scars and made him feel extremely embarrassed!
He was the Master of the Yuan family, and everyone knew that he was the successor of the [Demon Exorcism Scripture of Origin], but he had actually lectured him in front of everyone. It was just like seven hundred years ago, no matter how hard he tried to cultivate, he would still calmly tell him that he was cultivating in the wrong direction …
Back then, he was not as talented as him, so it was fine!
Now that seven hundred years had passed and he had become the Master of the Yuan family, he was still lecturing him like this!
Why was he still so annoying?
When Daphne, who was watching the battle from afar, saw the finger, his face also turned ashen as he recalled the unpleasant past …
This person was still so powerful!
Everyone said that the Yuan family was a freak 700 years ago, but they had never seen it before. On the other hand, this white-haired fellow really looked like a freak. Three hundred years ago, he had wreaked havoc in the Blue Cloud Sect. He was invincible, and who could stop him?
However, it was this fellow who had appeared and sealed him with a finger. He had no idea how he did it for three hundred years!
Now that he had seen his attack again, he could feel the profound realm of it. It was indeed the most mysterious Celestial Sealing Technique among the three Celestial Techniques of the Yuan family. It was said that it could even seal a Perfected Immortal. The Master of the Yuan family had borrowed the vengeful spirits that he had sealed every day, and with one punch, he could obtain the strength of countless spirits. However, Bai Qianzhang had only used a finger to break his technique and seal all the vengeful spirits. If he had not escaped quickly, even Yuan Lingxiao would not have been able to escape the fate of being sealed …
When Old Immortal Yuan saw this, his expression became even more desolate.
This was the junior that he had been most optimistic about back then …
At that time, the Yuan family had nine sons, all of whom shone brilliantly and had a bright future …
However, what he had been most optimistic about was that born Taoism aptitude and the talented and intelligent ninth son in front of him. In terms of talent, that freak was naturally far superior to the others. However, he was too proud, so proud that he was not even willing to follow the path of cultivation that the ancestors of the Yuan family had taken. Instead, he wanted to carve out his own path. Therefore, when it came to who he liked, he still preferred the sensible and sensible ninth son, Yuan Shaobai. Even the Celestial Sealing Technique was personally taught by him, and he had taught him everything he knew …
However, who would have thought that such a thing would happen later?
As the Great Ancestor of the Yuan family, of course, he had to think for the Yuan family. What he had done might have been wrong, but it was good for the Yuan family, wasn't it?
However, what this old monster who had lived for thousands of years could not understand was that it was obviously the right choice. Why did such a change happen? When he saw this junior that he liked once more, his bearing was just as it was in the past. He was quiet and indifferent, yet he revealed natural talent and intelligence that caused others to exclaim with admiration. Even Yuan Lingxiao was contrasted by him to the point of being extremely vulgar and unable to be taught …
At this moment, Old Immortal Yuan, who had cultivated for thousands of years and had cultivated an unshakable heart, became absent-minded for a moment. If he had not done what he had done back then, then after losing the first born Taoism aptitude, he could still look forward to the second born Taoism aptitude. Even if the second born Taoism aptitude could not grow up, if the second born Taoism aptitude could be taught well, this second born Taoism aptitude would be able to become the pillar of the Yuan family. After his death, this second born Taoism aptitude would be able to protect the fate of the Yuan family and prosper for thousands of years.
While Old Immortal Yuan was slightly absent-minded, Fang Xing had already walked in front of Young Master Fusu and raised the demonic sword in his hand.
"I have to kill you. If I don't kill you now, I'll give myself away. Fortunately, Uncle Eleven showed up at just the right time …"
As he muttered, he stepped on Young Master Fusu's chest and was about to cut off his head with the sword in his hand.
"I … I am a Divine Infant … You … How dare you humiliate me like this?"
Young Master Fusu was still staring at him with bloodshot eyes, as if he was unwilling to admit his failure.
"Until now, you still don't know how you lost?"
Fang Xing suddenly became serious. He looked coldly at Young Master Fusu's eyes, which were filled with unwillingness.
Even Young Master Fusu was slightly stunned by his serious look. He fixed his eyes on him.
Although he did not speak, from his expression, it was clear that he also wanted to know the answer.
"Because I am really much more powerful than you …"
However, after putting on a serious look, Fang Xing suddenly regained his cheeky look and waved the demonic sword.
Young Master Fusu's expression froze after being fooled by him. After a while, endless anger surfaced, and an angry roar that came from his chest was heard. It was like a despairing beast that shocked the surroundings. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was so angry that an almost inaudible "kacha" sound came from the center of his forehead, deep in his sea of consciousness …
"Hmm?"
Fang Xing felt that something was wrong and was slightly stunned. In the next second, he saw a divine light suddenly flash in Young Master Fusu's forehead, and a strange aura came out. He instinctively thought that Fusu was unwilling to die and wanted to fly out his Dharma Power to resist, but he did not take it seriously. However, when he looked over, he was shocked to find that it was not the case. Young Master Fusu's Dharma Power flew into the air, but it did not attack him. Instead, it was struggling in pain. Faintly, there was an aura that it was about to split, and it was about to collapse …
"Yuanying can also self-destruct?"
Fang Xing was shocked and instantly retreated a few dozen feet. However, when he looked closely, he realized that it did not mean that it was going to self-destruct.
Within Young Master Fusu's Yuanying, there seemed to be a force that was struggling in pain, and was about to split out …
Feeling this aura, his expression of fear gradually disappeared, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. Then, he laughed loudly.
"This is the secret of your Immortal Infant?"
He suddenly rushed forward and slashed at Fusu's Yuanying with his sword. At the same time, he laughed loudly. "Good stuff …"
"Oh no …"
When he felt this aura, Old Immortal Yuan was also shocked. He recovered from his slight daze and took a step forward. The terrifying aura from his body spread around like a tide, suppressing the heavens. At the same time, a huge hand manifested and grabbed toward the arena. He was in a hurry to stop the sword that Fang Xing slashed at Fusu …
At this critical moment, he did not hold back anymore. He would not hesitate even if he had to destroy the ancient arena of Yaochi!
Old Immortal of the Yuan family personally took action. The divine aura of the Heavenly Tribulation was overwhelming. Who could resist it?
However, just before his huge hand, a white shadow flashed, and the figure of Bai Qianzhang, who looked like an immortal, appeared …
Facing Old Immortal Yuan's full force attack, he seemed so small, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
However, even if it was a mantis trying to stop a chariot, he did not have the slightest intention of stepping aside. Instead, he gathered all his power and pushed forward. He held up the sky with both hands and blocked Old Immortal Yuan's huge hand. At the same time, he shouted at Old Immortal Yuan with endless grief and indignation, "It's been seven hundred years, and you're still the same! Still so biased! You're still so unfair in handling matters! "
Forcefully resisting Old Immortal Yuan's huge hand, Bai Qianzhang roared angrily. His white hair fluttered like white silk in the wind …
"He is also your descendant, why are you so unfair?"
"Why do you have to sacrifice my son every time?"
"Why don't you give him a fair chance?"
Old Immortal Yuan's indignant roar entered his ears, causing his heart to beat wildly.
Looking at Bai Qianzhang's indignant expression, his heart stopped beating as if someone had squeezed it hard.
At the same time, endless guilt rose up in his heart, surging like a tide for thousands of miles …
This guilt made Old Immortal Yuan pause for a moment. However, Fang Xing seized this rare opportunity to jump in front of Mr. Fusu and cut his Yuanying with his sword. Then, with a cracking sound, Mr. Fusu's Yuanying looked at Fang Xing in despair. Then, cracks appeared on the Yuanying, and it exploded with a bang. From the Yuanying, a ray of divine light flew out. It was colorful and dazzling, and it shot up to the sky!
"Come back!"
Overjoyed, Fang Xing chased after the divine light. He stretched out his six arms and hugged the divine light.
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