Dugu Ye put away his anger at this moment, his face became cold and solemn.
The monk in Qingshan smiled slightly and repeated the words just now: "Senior Brother, when you go back to the sect with us, you will naturally think of everything; of course it doesn't matter if you don't want to go back, just don't save the evil emperor Chen Xuan."
"Since you are also sword cultivators, I will tell you that Chen Xuan is the only true disciple I have taken. How could I, Dugu Ye, let my only mantle die like this?"
As soon as Dugu Ye finished speaking, he slowly took the scabbard on his back into his hand, as if he had to draw his sword at any time.
But the cultivator in Qingshan was still not afraid: "Senior Brother, I remember that you didn't accept any disciple back then. No matter how talented the sword cultivator was, he would not look down on him. Now he has accepted a newborn Demon Sect Holy Lord who only has the Nascent Soul stage cultivation and still follows the martial arts path as his true disciple. In this way, I dare to conclude that the evil emperor Chen Xuan will definitely not be able to inherit your lone sword path! Just right, today I brought the disciple with the highest talent of sword path among the new generation of geniuses in the sect to see you. Xiuyang, come and pay homage to your master."
"yes!"
A handsome and tall young man walked out from behind the monk in blue and came to Dugu Ye and half-kneeled on the ground. His eyes containing the intent of Lingli swords showed excitement, excitement and pride at this moment.
"Disciple Fang Xiuyang, pay homage to Master!"
Dugu Ye glanced at Fang Xiuyang indifferently, and heard the monk in Qingshan say, "Xuyang practices swords at the age of ten, condenses the pure Yang sword fetus at the age of twelve, and completes the US dollar baby at the age of fifteen, and now he has the great cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage at the age of twenty-three. He can be said to be the first sword genius in the Shanhai Realm in nearly a thousand years. His sword genius is definitely not comparable to the evil emperor Chen Xuan. If the eldest brother is willing to accept Xiuyang as a true disciple, your bowl will have a successor."
After hearing the monk in blue clothes say, Dugu Ye's eyes moved slightly.
Just talking about sword talent, Fang Xiuyang is indeed a rare existence among the thousands of sword cultivators in the mountains and sea realms.
But Dugu Ye still shook his head: "Who I teach you to practice swords depends on your own mood. As for this kid's sword talent, he is not worthy of competing with Chen Xuan!"
Hearing this sentence, Fang Xiuyang, who was originally looking forward to it, immediately became cold.
Since he practiced swords, he has been regarded as a noble man in heaven and has developed an extremely arrogant spirit. How could he be so despised as he is today?
Even if the person who looks down on him is Dugu Ye.
Even Chen Xuan, who is the new Demon Sect Holy Lord who is the same as him as the "destiny of Heaven", and who was attracted by Dugu Ye and accepted as the true disciple, Fang Xiuyang did not think that Chen Xuan could compete with him in his swordsmanship talent.
Seeing Fang Xiuyang standing up without saying a word, and walking back behind the monk in green clothes, Dugu Ye knew that the group of people would not let him leave the mansion today, so he stopped talking nonsense and slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand.
The next moment, the powerful sword intent burst out from the sword body, pressing towards more than a dozen sword cultivators with an unrivalled power! The blue-shirt monk's eyes trembled, and he and Dugu Ye were almost at the same moment! The two long swords slashed each other on each other's sword blades, and the two majestic and extremely sharp top sword intent rushed to all directions like a tsunami, covering a radius of thousands of miles in an instant! The sword cultivators in the seven underground cities of the Northern Wilderness all sensed the sword weapons in their storage bags trembled, and some even broke directly! This sword intent storm came very quickly and disappeared very quickly.
Dugu Ye just fought against the monk Qingshan, and then put away his raging sword intent, because he had already tested the sword-tracking level of monk Qingshan.
"Senior Brother, if I face you before Huafan or you after completing the sublimation today, then I will definitely lose, and your sword will still be as domineering as back then."
The monk in the green shirt did not feel proud of this sword and Dugu Ye, but instead sighed at it.
Dugu Ye inserted the long sword back into the scabbard and said expressionlessly: "It seems that you are Chunxin who will not let me go out today?"
"Senior brother, how dare I disrespect you?
Today, if you want me to practice swords or drinks, I will accompany you to the end."
...The above is why Dugu Ye cannot come to the Heaven of Taiyi Chen Light.
At this moment, Chen Xuan walked to Shen Binglan with a calm expression on his face, suppressing his longing in his heart, and said, "Binglan, I know that your memory has been erased by Wu Mengyao, so you don't remember me. If you want to fight me to the death today, I will never hold back, because I want to save Yue'er. I just hope that one day after you recover your memory, I will not blame me for taking ruthless actions today."
"Master said you can weave lies to confuse me, and it turns out that's true."
Shen Binglan was not surprised by Chen Xuan's words at all.
Before the war started last night, Shen Binglan learned about her "real life experience" from her most respected master Wu Mengyao.
It turned out that she was born in an ordinary and wealthy family in the Wu Dynasty of the Holy Tang Dynasty in Zhongzhou. Her parents were doing business well. She had five brothers and sisters in her family. The family lived a happy and happy life, and every day was full of happiness.
Clinking One day, her special physique, Ice Phoenix Holy Body was discovered by several demon cultivators who entered the Holy Tang Kingdom, so these demon cultivators killed all her family with extremely cruel means and then prepared to bring her back to the Demon Sect.
It happened that Wu Mengyao passed by the Shengtang Kingdom and rescued Shen Binglan, who was desperate.
In order not to let Shen Binglan have psychological shadows and affect the path of cultivation, Wu Mengyao had no choice but to temporarily erase Shen Binglan's memory, but as long as Shen Binglan cultivates to the state of unswerving Taoism, she will re-unlock Shen Binglan's memory.
This is the true life experience that Shen Binglan learned from Wu Mengyao.
Overnight, Shen Binglan hated the people in the demonic path to his bones and vowed to obey the master's words to eliminate demons and protect the way, and kill all the demonic cultivators in the world.
Wu Mengyao told her last night that Chen Xuan, the saint of the Demon Sect, was sinister and cunning, and was good at bewitching skills, so he could control the Northern Region Demon Sect with his Nascent Soul Stage cultivation.
Today, Chen Xuan said this to her, which just confirmed Wu Mengyao's statement.
Just now, he witnessed Li Jian using his vicious killing move, Destroy the Heavenly Fire to kill hundreds of righteous disciples. Now, he heard Chen Xuan's bewitching words as if she and Chen Xuan were very close. Even though Shen Binglan was as cold as a thousand-year-old iceberg, she remembered that her parents and four brothers and sisters died so miserably, she still couldn't help but grit her teeth and took out the single-wheel magic weapon Ice and Snow Rose Sword specially refined by her master Wu Mengyao for her.
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, if you kill you, you can destroy the Demon Sect, I, Shen Binglan, will never refuse to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, ice crystal roses grew on the sword body with white cold air in Shen Binglan's hand, and then the ice crystal roses exploded and turned into cold sword aura and swept towards Chen Xuan! When he saw the hatred in Shen Binglan's eyes, Chen Xuan already knew that this battle with his beloved Hongyan was inevitable, so he did not hesitate and soft-hearted, and an eternal and mysterious flame pattern was immediately imprinted between his eyebrows.
When the ice spirit sword energy stimulated by Shen Binglan shot into Chen Xuan's face, Chen Xuan's long hair, which turned from black to silver, was swept by the sword energy, and then a faint demon sound was spit out from Chen Xuan's mouth: "The realm of the realm!"