After listening to Fang Shiru's words, Xuan Ye trembled. He didn't expect to be recognized.
No, he should have no flaws, right?
When he looked at the old man with a long beard, the smile on the corner of his mouth made him immediately understand that he had fallen into a trap!
Sure enough, no matter how well you hide it, you are still afraid of being tempted by those who are interested.
But the situation at this time made Xuan Ye a little confused.
Fang Shiru was poisoned, and even if he took a breath, he would not be torn apart at this moment.
He also transferred all his disciples away from here, giving him a chance to take action.
Why? Does the other party have a trump card, or is he afraid that he is really a murderer and will hurt innocent people?
unless……
Xuan Ye's heart was shaken, and a crazy thought came to his mind. "Is Fang Shiru waiting for me to kill him?"
"Sayoko, this old man's breath is not simple, it doesn't look like he has been deeply poisoned."
Gu Meier's words confirmed Xuan Ye's suspicion that Fang Shiru acted like this on purpose.
He figured it out, but relaxed and smiled softly, "Does Zhenren Fang want the two sects to fight internally and then enjoy the results? Are you not afraid that they will join forces to share the spoils? No matter how strong the Bi Ling sect is, it can't stop the two sects from joining forces!"
Fang Shiru narrowed his eyes slightly, like a poisonous snake spitting out snake messages. He looked at Xuan Ye carefully, and he was a little surprised. The plan was actually seen through?
However, his poisoning was not serious in the first place. He did it deliberately to show the second sect, in order to create an opportunity for infighting for the uneven distribution of the spoils.
Based on his understanding of those two people, it was impossible for them to join forces to divide the spoils, and in the end they could only fight in such a way that both sides would lose.
At the end of the day, as long as the two sects are silenced, no one will know about the Bi Ling sect swallowing up Bai Li!
The plan to deceive the enemy was an impromptu idea when Fang Shiru came out, but he did not expect that Xuan Ye would see through it.
It doesn't matter if he breaks his face now. The little monk in the transformation stage can't get into his eyes at all.
"You can see clearly, so what? Even if we unite, we can't get out of this valley!" Fang Shiru smiled slightly, but his face still looked weak.
Xuan Ye secretly thought that he almost offended the old man, but fortunately he could hold his temper and did not take action immediately.
But, so what?
Even if Fang Shiru is in his prime, he still has to take action.
Everyone from the Bi Ling Sect is gone, which is already a God-given opportunity.
Gu Meier is also by her side, and all conditions are favorable.
Thinking of this, Xuan Ye took out a thousand scrolls of wolf hair, with a ruthless look on his face, and silently recited the magic formula.
"I am Xuan Ye who was ordered to kill me by you. All the grudges will be counted today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out, and the wolf hair turned into a long knife and struck into the air.
Fang Shiru also sacrificed his sapphire hair, turned it into a sword fight, and sneered: "Boy, you can make it easy for me to find you!"
Xuan Ye felt the same in his heart. Although the cause was Xuan Qing, so many life and death crises were caused by the old man with a long beard in front of him. How could he not hate it?
The long knife spun around, Mo Feng was sharp, and a burst of energy swept out.
Fang Shiru also exerted his energy, but could only fight to a draw. He was a little surprised. He was in the late stage of transformation, how could he exert such a strong force?
Although it didn't beat him, it was enough to surprise him.
"This boy's talent is really astonishing. If Bi Ling Sect can get him, he will surely rise to prominence within a hundred years and become famous in Dongzhou!"
Fang Shiru thought to himself, slowing down his attack by three points, and was considering whether to lobby Xuan Ye.
However, Xuan Ye's attacks were so deadly that he had to deal with them with all his strength. It was not until he retreated after the exchange of attacks that he had a chance to talk.
"Xuan Ye, that matter has passed. I can ask the sect master to cancel the fatwa."
Xuan Ye was surprised that this old man could be so kind? But what Wang Yu said didn't sound like a lie. Could it be that he suddenly changed his mind?
As he expected, Fang Shiru's next words were words to win over.
"As long as you join the Bi Ling Sect, I will not only accept you as my direct disciple, but also allow the Xuan family to accept you again."
"Xuan family?" Xuan Ye sneered. For so many years, he was just a dog kept in captivity. It didn't matter whether he accepted him or not.
As for the Bi Ling Sect? He raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "It's just the Bi Ling Sect, it can't even catch my eye!"
"Presumptuous!" Fang Shiru was furious and waved his long sapphire pen to unleash dozens of energy.
The qi energy is connected one after another, like a cage.
Xuan Ye used the Wandering Spirit Art, and the red light burst out of his body, condensing into a red sword, and rushed straight into the cage.
After a loud noise, the cage was broken. The sword stabbed the long sapphire pen and made a "ding" sound. The green light on it shook slightly and dimmed by three points.
Fang Shiru was also knocked back two steps and lost his patience at the same time. He couldn't hold the sword in his hand, so he might as well destroy it as soon as possible before the edge was revealed!
He recited the magic formula silently, the green light slowly lit up, and dark lines appeared on the surface of the pen body.
The lines appeared, and the blue light condensed into a solid entity, floating like a floating shadow. The divine power on it turned into scattered electric light, and it seemed faintly like a green cow was braying.
"Chi!"
The green bull roared, green light gathered, and the scattered electric light swept out like a long whip.
Xuan Ye used the Wandering Spirit Technique again, pouring the spiritual power in his body into the spiritual pen to hold up a red barrier.
The long whip struck, like a snake coming out of its hole, and it lightly touched the barrier, but it felt like a mountain-shaking force.
In an instant, the barrier shattered.
Dozens of whips fell on Xuan Ye's body, the skin and flesh were torn open, blood and water splashed everywhere, and even the wolf hairs on his hands were blown away.
However, Fang Shiru did not kill him. Although he was upset, there was still one thing pressing on his mind. He asked coldly: "Have you really joined Xuantian Temple?"
Although he didn't believe it, he still had doubts.
Those three words are like a stick in my throat, like a gleam on my back, and I can't get rid of them no matter what.
Although the head of Xuantian Temple stated that he would never easily participate in the battles between sects and disciples.
But who doesn’t know how protective these crazy old monsters are!
Once, because a disciple died in a certain sect, after secretly investigating, he found a crime and openly destroyed the entire sect!
After this incident, few sects in Dongzhou dared to provoke people from Xuantian Guan. If it hadn't been for it never taking the initiative to stir up trouble, I'm afraid the sects in the entire Dongzhou would have been unified long ago.
Xuan Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Fang Shiru, and smiled without saying a word. Since the other party was afraid of Xuantian Guan, he put a thorn in his heart.
However, Fang Shiru has already made up his mind. This plan is related to the lifeline of the Biling Sect for hundreds of years, and there is no room for failure. Even if he risks offending Xuantian Guan, he must give it a try!
He frowned and sighed. "Forget it, except for the Bi Ling Sect, no one can walk out of the Ancient Mirror Mountain alive today. No matter whether you are a member of Xuantian Temple or not, you will all die!"
After saying this, the green bull appeared, the electric light was startling, and it turned into a spear and shot away.
Xuan Ye knew in his heart that Fang Shiru was much stronger than Ye Cheng, and there was no chance of winning in a head-on fight.
Fortunately, the demon behind him is much stronger than a mere elder from the Bi Ling Sect!
"Mei'er!"
With a soft cry, the totem on Xuan Ye's arm glowed with red light, and powerful demonic power swept through his meridians.
After a brief sting, the stunning beauty revealed her figure and transformed into thousands of red cyclones, merging with him.
Since coming out of Changhuangjing, Gu Meier's spirit body has recovered slightly, and she has been able to exert more power.
"This move is called Soul Borrowing!"
Xuan Ye spoke with an accent, his eyes turned cold, and fierce evil energy rushed out of his body, like the flames of hell, steaming the ground dry in an instant.
He took a light step, and a circle of cracks immediately exploded where he landed. Flames emerged from the cracks and turned into a sea of fire in the blink of an eye.
Fang Shiru was shocked. He looked at the young man in the center of the demonic aura and said in surprise: "You are a demon!"
"Yes, I am a demon!" Xuan Ye's eyes were ferocious, and with a wave of his hand, the demonic aura turned from virtual to real, turning into a huge bone claw and hitting Fang Shiru.
It seemed like a random blow, but Fang Shiru was shocked.
He recited the magic formula crazily, and all the spiritual energy in his body poured into the long sapphire pen.
In an instant, the green bull roared again and again, and the lightning spear added more brilliance, blasting towards the bone claws.
With a "boom" sound, the spear was smashed to pieces and turned into radiating electric current, exploding everywhere.
Xuan Ye broke through the smoke and moved forward, hitting Fang Shiru with a blow.
The old man spit out a mouthful of blood and flew a hundred meters away.
When he stood up, another mouthful of blood spurted to the ground. His momentum was weakened, and his heart was broken and frightened.
Those turbid eyes were filled with a demonic aura like red flames, as if there was a huge mountain pressing on his heart, making even his breathing become heavy.
"Late Hunling! You actually have the cultivation of Hunling in the late stage!"
Xuan Ye said nothing and continued to move forward. The borrowed soul could only support less than half a stick of incense. Before that, the old man must be killed.
Fang Shiru looked at the figure getting closer and closer, his face became paler and paler, and the reluctance in his heart turned into a tide.
"How can I, the dignified elder of the Bi Ling Sect, lose to a monster! Even if it means death, I will drag you into hell!"
He laughed, with a look of madness in his eyes, and took out a black pill from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.
After taking the elixir into his mouth, his aura surged by three points, the flesh and blood that had faded became plump, and even his appearance became much younger.
"The Blood Soul Pill, within one stick of incense, will help me increase my cultivation level for fifty years within the limit of my lifespan! Kill the evildoer!"
Fang Shiru raised his spiritual pen again and shouted loudly. The surging spiritual power spurted out like a wave. In just a few breaths, his cultivation level skyrocketed to the late Hunling stage.
However, the aura is still rising, and it is faintly about to break through the Hunling stage and reach the Yuanfu stage!
Hungling and Yuanfu are a watershed in the path of pen cultivation.
Once you step over the confinement, you can communicate with heaven and earth and transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for your own use.
Seeing that Fang Shiru was about to break through the confinement, Gu Meier couldn't help but become solemn. "Xiao Yezi, while his breath is not stable, take action quickly!"
Xuan Ye didn't hesitate and threw a bloody aura at him, but it was shattered by Fang Shiru's aura.
The next moment, the opponent's aura calmed down and he was already beyond the late Hunling stage, but only half of his feet stepped into the Yuan Mansion.
"Half yuan?" Fang Shiru smiled bitterly, knowing that this is where the potential lies. Even with this heaven-defying elixir, he can't break through that layer of imprisonment!
When he turned to look at Xuan Ye, he waved the long pen in his hand, green light shot through the sky and earth, and the green bull transformed into a shadow and rushed out angrily.
Wherever the cow shadow passed, the earth cracked, the wind roared like a roar, and the lightning flashed like a switch.
In the blink of an eye, the cow shadow was in front of him. Xuan Ye's pupils shrank and he gathered his demonic power to block it.
A "bang" sound!
The cow shadow came out in response, earth and rocks flew up, and the scattered electric current burned the ground to black.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, a deep trench three meters wide and twenty meters long appeared on the ground.
At the end of the deep ditch, a young man in black stood there. Apart from some fluctuations in the demonic aura, no damage was caused at all.
At this moment, Xuan Ye’s Yuanfu period cultivation was fully revealed!