Hongyun originally wanted to scold Tianqin, but he did not expect that the person he was about to scold would become a dead person in the blink of an eye. What was even more absurd was that the person who killed Tianqin was the dark-skinned brat whom he was certain had become a cripple. It did not matter that Tianqin was dead, as there were other disciples anyway. However, his face had been slapped painfully. How could he back down in front of all the Tianyuan Sect disciples?
Hongyun became angry out of humiliation and sneered, "Very well, I actually misjudged you. However, it is not your turn to behave atrociously in front of me. " The Fire-Concealing Blade was summoned again. With the move "Fire from All Sides", it turned into eight phantoms. The Tianzong zhenqi that covered the sky and earth poured out in torrents, stirring up the heaven and earth. Hongyun still felt that it was not enough to vent her anger. She leaned forward and leaped in front of Duo Bao. She was only one step away from him. She violently launched a "Golden Dragon Fist" at Duo Bao's shoulder. Duobao could kill people at will, but Hongyun did not dare to do so for the time being. Therefore, he could only choose to cripple Duobao's limbs to vent his anger.
The disciples of the Sky Yuan Sect retreated one after another. They were already stunned by Duo Bao's terrifying movement technique. Now that Golden Venerable Hongyun was enraged, they hurriedly left the battle. They were afraid that they would be affected by the shockwaves from the battle between the two. If that happened, it would be like the fish in the moat getting caught in the crossfire. It was not worth it.
Duobao held Wang Lang's corpse and moved quickly. He moved like lightning, and the surging "Golden Dragon Fist" smashed into the air, producing only a useless muffled sound. The eight phantoms of the Fire-Concealing Blade spun rapidly. The scorching zhenqi was unwilling to let Duobao go so easily. It was as if it had eyes and followed him closely. Seeing that the Blade Qi was about to touch Duobao's body, Duobao seemed to have foresight. He was always able to dodge in an unimaginable direction.
Hongyun was extremely surprised. Before they fought, he knew that Duobao was very fast, but he did not know that Duobao was this fast! This kind of ghost-like movement was probably even faster than Senior Brother Dustfree, who was famous for his swift sword. It simply exceeded the limits of what the body could train.
Although Huo Zangdao's dazzling attacks couldn't do anything to the Duobao, the Duobao was clearly in a passive position. He could only dodge and couldn't attack. Hugging his master's body, Duobao could only use one hand to defend himself from the "Golden Dragon Fist". Hongyun's speed was not slow either. Her body was like a maggot attached to a bone, and the "Golden Dragon Fist" did not give Duobao any peace of mind. In comparison, Duobao was at a slight disadvantage, but for a moment, neither side could do anything to the other, forming a delicate balance.
All the disciples of the Heaven Branch were watching this rare battle with rapt attention, not daring to miss a single detail. Yu Yi suggested, "Why don't we throw out the Immortal Binding Rope, Heavenly Muddy Rope and other arcane treasures to help Golden Venerable?" Wukong scolded, "Don't mess around. How can your Immortal Binding Rope compare to Golden Venerable's Huo Zangdao? Besides, Golden Venerable has so many arcane treasures, but he doesn't use them. That black boy's movement is like a ghost. Can your arcane treasures do anything to him? "
Among the people present, Wukong's seniority was the highest, so he also scolded without any scruples, throwing all the bad luck he encountered with Duobao to Yu Yi. While he was scolding happily, Wudao pulled his Taoist robe and shouted, "Senior Brother, look, Hui Ming!"
When Wukong hurriedly looked, he saw Zhao Yun slowly walking to the big pagoda tree on the side of the road. She tried to pull out the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword that was stabbed into the ground by Hongyun, but she couldn't pull it out no matter how hard she tried. Wukong couldn't help but laugh contemptuously, "Does this sick boy want to turn the sky upside down? But we can't let him do as he pleases. Yu Yi, why aren't you going to catch him? "
At this time, a dignified voice sounded out of nowhere, "What the hell is going on? Junior Brother Hongyun, the Sect Master is already impatient! "It was Fa Yuan who came back.
A hundred meters away from him, there was a large group of Tianyuan Sect disciples. There were even disciples from the Beastmaster Camp and the Alchemy Pavilion mixed in. They all heard Duobao's mournful howl and came to the Heaven Origin Sect to check the situation. The matter had already escalated, and there was no way to resolve it. Lingyun Temple Master Ziwei and the Abstinence Courtyard probably already knew about the situation. They didn't make a move because they wanted to give Song Jiang a chance to vent his anger.
As a direct subordinate of Daoist Ziwei, the Tianyuan Sect had always enjoyed special privileges in the Lingyun Temple. This caused the Alchemy Pavilion's Master Lin Chuanjia and the Beastmaster Camp's Master Don't Cry to be dissatisfied. They both openly and secretly created obstacles for Song Jiang. This time, the Tianyuan Sect had caused such a big ruckus. These two sects couldn't wait to see a joke. They knew that the Tianyuan Sect's territory was going to be lively, so they eagerly rushed over. Even with Fa Yuan's status, he couldn't stop them from talking. Therefore, he could only let the crowd follow him.
Fa Yuan had already sensed Hongyun's Fire Concealment Blade Qi dancing in the sky, but he didn't know who was worthy of Hongyun's full strength. With his cultivation, he discovered that the person fighting Hongyun from a thousand meters away was actually the little black boy who couldn't even withstand a single blow. He couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder.
The pungent smell of blood wafted over. The corpses of Tian Qin and the others lying on the ground made his brows twitch. He looked around. Fortunately, his disciples weren't crippled. His heart settled down.
He didn't have time to ask what had happened. He first looked at Hongyun's battle situation. Although the little black boy's movement technique was strange, his speed was gradually decreasing. It was obvious that he was at a disadvantage. Fa Yuan urged Hongyun to end the battle quickly.
Suddenly, an ominous premonition arose in his heart. A dangerous aura made him shudder. Fa Yuan hurriedly looked around. He saw Hui Ming, who was half a square away, raising his sword. The tip of the sword was pointed at Hongyun, who was in the midst of a fierce battle. He hurriedly shouted, "Junior Brother, be careful behind you!"
Everyone was stunned. There wasn't any fluctuation of vital energy on the sword. It was still a hundred steps away from Hongyun. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be able to hit Golden Venerable Hongyun. They didn't know why Golden Venerable Fa Yuan was so flustered and lost his composure.
When Wang Lang committed suicide, Zhao Yun didn't even have time to react. How could Master die just like that? He was completely dumbfounded. He didn't even hear Duobao's words or the long mournful howl. He was only wondering if he was really a jinx. Why did everyone who was related to him, Zhao Yun, meet with a calamity and die miserably?
His parents died because of him. Nanny Liu died because of him. Sister Miao almost committed suicide because of him. Master crippled his own legs because of him. And now, Master died because of him.
"Am I really a jinx?"
"Why is fate so unfair to me? It's not enough to force me and harm me. Why must it hurt my family? "
Master's last words were still echoing in his ears. "Mute, don't be silly. Why do you care about me? Take Zhao Yun away while you still have the strength! "Master died because of him. Master said," Zhao Yun, your life is more important than mine. "
What had this unfilial disciple of his ever done for his master?
He angered his master, caused his master to be injured, and caused his master to die.
A long time had passed, but it also felt like an instant. Sadness, anger, regret, self-blame, hatred????? All these emotions converged into a kind of impulse.
Even if he didn't have the strength, he still wanted to hold the sword.
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