In ancient times, the Lord of Tribulation was already a True Man of Chunyang. Even though his realm was still stagnant, how could he lose to Fang Dou if he was so scheming.

He saw that Fang Dou deliberately talked to Bingzi to hit his heart and disintegrate his psychological defense.

He obviously did not get much benefit from doing this, and he is still not his opponent.

The Lord of Tribulation figured it out, changed his shock just now and became more and more determined.

So what if you fail? As long as you kill Bingzi and Fang Dou today, that past can still be buried in the past, and no one knows it.

Capture the sword immortal with pure Yang resources to refine sword pills and take it. This plan can be carried out as well.

On the contrary, because of Fang Dou's incident, he could see through the arrangement of the ancient sword immortal, and he would be more careful in the future, bypass the other party's traps, and have a better chance of success.

"Blessing in disguise!"

The robber Senran smiled and said, although the situation was very bad, it was not irreversible. As long as the Bingzi and Fang Dou were killed, they could still start over.

"Fang Dou, do you believe it or not? I have been thinking about this over the years, how to deal with you sword immortals."

"The magic weapons circulating outside are all used by me to refine my hands. The Lord of this tribulation has confidence that even if the ancient sword immortal was reborn, he would eventually die under my hands."

Fang Dou sneered, "I'm quite confident. I hope you can still be so stubborn later."

"Fang Jianxian, there is nothing to say, let's do it!"

Bingzi explained, "I don't object to you punishing the slave who is betrayed, but you are not strong enough now and you still need my help."

The restrictions imposed by the ancient sword immortals in that year put various restrictions on the Tribulation Lord. Although they maintained their pure yang level cultivation, they could not leave the Cangsang too far, nor could they take action against the Sword Immortal inheritance.

However, over the years, the Lord of the Tribulation has used the hands of outsiders to kill countless sword cultivators, and finally used their souls and blood to pry a gap in the forbidden area.

So, now he has the confidence to attack Fangdou and will not suffer backlash.

"Bingzi, I appreciate your feelings."

Fang Dou shook his head, "Teaching a lesson from Jiannu is a family matter, you don't need to interfere."

The soldiers are so anxious that they are not doing well. When is this time? You still have to take care of your face.

It is true that the Lord of the Tribulation was once a sword slave, but he was a real Chunyang Zhenren. He was defeated by Chunyang Sword Immortal and was forced to become a slave. Now that you have not become Chunyang, how can you compete with him?

However, Fang Dou looked confident and it was hard for the soldiers to persuade him.

"You are also a sword immortal, from ancient times to the present, still have a good reputation."

The Lord of the Tribulation was already calm, and when he saw Fang Dou's appearance, he was even more angry and seemed to be hooked up with his old unhappy memories.

"Fang Dou, I thought you were an exception. The sea was vast, and there were more sword cultivators who died under my hands. Is there one more you?"

The robber spread his hands and instantly put Fang Dou and Bingzi in his palms, turning them into a doll.

"Pure Yang, real Pure Yang."

Fang Dou was amazed. The huge palm under his feet completely trapped him inside from the perspective of space and time. Even if he tried his best, he could not get rid of it.

Looking at the soldier, he used the picture of the White Tiger holding a corpse, and began to tear the surrounding space, trying to escape from his palm.

"Sword Slave, you really don't give up!"

Fang Dou sighed, without any awareness of being imprisoned.

"Let's learn from those old men to speak, I'll give you more than ten days of pain before you die."

The Lord of the Tribulation threatened the Tao.

Then, Fang Dou began to shine brightly. The only way to crack Pure Yang was Pure Yang.

The sword path cannot ascend to Pure Yang. No matter how exquisite the moves are, it cannot break out of the palm of the Tribulation Lord.

"The swords are one."

Fang Dou closed his eyes and began to reminisce about the light he encountered in the last level on the road to the Heart Sword.

A trace of light in the darkness hides endless variables and possibilities, which are the threshold and keys of the Pure Yang Sword.

Even the Lord of Tribulation didn't know that the final level of the Sword Road inquiry was not a test, but a heritage.

Ten thousand swords escape, the new generation is the only one!

In the final analysis, there is no one or four words in a thousand. If you can comprehend this point, the path of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal is at your feet.

Fang Dou closed his eyes, and the ancient sword immortal secret book from Taoism, and the harvest from asking for the heart of the sword road were all flowing in his heart, and finally gathered in the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One".

"When you achieve enlightenment, it's right now."

It has to be admitted that the inheritance method of the ancient sword immortal is extremely clever. What they inherit is not exquisite moves and sword techniques, but the concept of swordsmanship. It is hidden on the road to asking for the heart and relying on personal insights.

The pure Yang that Fang Dou realized belongs to him, not a cramming copy and inheritance.

The first thing to transform was the immortal sword. From the ignition of a little orange light on the sword body, it gradually started to burn from the end, and finally burned the entire immortal sword.

Fang Dou could feel that the fairy sword did not dissipate, but faded away the body and upgraded to a higher level of existence. The sword immortal could enter the Pure Yang, so what about the fairy sword?

The next moment, the pure yang energy hidden in the limbs and bones, the accumulation of years of taking Pure Yang Pill exploded in an instant and swept across the body.

This was a complete baptism. If it weren't for the transformation of the previous sword, Fang Dou would definitely not be able to hold on to the end and would have died on the spot.

Fortunately, with the previous preparation and the refining in the alchemy furnace, everything came naturally.

"not good!"

The Master of Tribulation was the first to discover something wrong. Fang Dou, who was originally in control, jumped into a powerful enemy of the same level, and it was even worse. Pure Yang Sword Immortal was a real person of the same level.

In other words, once Fang Dou achieves Chunyang, he can take back his control over him with the means of Chunyang Sword Immortal.

After finally turning over as the master, the Lord of the Tribulation has long been used to his current identity over the years and will never allow another master to be pressed on his head.

"dream."

The Lord of the Tribulation changed his expression and slept on the ground. The figure rolled and returned to its original size in the blink of an eye.

Then, he held Fang Dou together with his free hands and wanted to crush him to pieces.

"ah!"

Before the Lord of the Tribulation could exert his strength, a tingling sensation came from his palm, and then a beam of light penetrated through the back of his hand, splashing out with blood.

The Lord of the Tribulation had a flash of sight, and Fang Dou had already escaped, leaving behind his hands that had suffered severe damage.

It is not only Fang Dou, but a ball of light as hot as the scorching sun, and its power belongs to the real pure sun.

"Pure Yang Sword Immortal!"

The soldier murmured to himself, but he didn't expect that Fang Dou would have such luck and achieve Pure Yang in one step.

"Sword Nu, you have many good things, and you are not punished now!"

Fang Dou's voice was heard in the ears of the Lord of the Tribulation, with a bit of irresistible majesty.

"I'm not willing!"

The Lord of Tribulation held his bloody hands and shouted wildly, "I changed my name to Master of Tribulation, and there is no more sword slave in the world."

"So what if you achieve Pure Yang? In front of you, there is only the Lord of Death and no living sword slave."

"Since that's the case, eat my sword."

Fang Dou pointed at the Lord of Tribulation, and saw a sword light flying out and instantly sank into the Lord of Tribulation.

The sword light entered the body, and the forbidden control that had been buried for many years instantly washed away the entire body of the robber, destroying his body and soul in an instant.
Chapter completed!