The first thousand one hundred and eighty-four chapters
A warrior wearing a red cloak seemed to appear out of thin air, standing proudly in the void.
This is an old man with many wrinkles on his face and a skinny body. He looks several years older than the Yuesan people.
However, his eyes were extremely bright and piercing, like a shining star.
Wherever he looked, it seemed as if he could penetrate everything.
A disciple named Feiyue Mountain Sect was swept by this gaze, and his body suddenly stiffened and he was unable to move.
This look is so terrifying!
As soon as the cloaked old man appeared, almost everyone stopped fighting.
Their eyes were all directed towards the old man in the cloak.
The gazes between Gu Xuan and Yue Sanren were no exception.
Yue Sanren stared at the old man in the cloak, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly clenched his fists.
"As expected, it's you, Taoist Guanghan!"
Yue Sanren gritted his teeth and said.
Taoist Guanghan stepped on the void, with his hands behind his back, and the cloak behind him rustled in the strong wind.
"Of course it's me! I've said it before, you're wrong!
The orthodox position of Feiyue Mountain Sect should be inherited by me."
Yue Sanren sneered and pointed his right index finger at the sky.
"My position as sect leader was passed down to me by my master, and I was recognized by Feiyue's edict.
I will inherit the position of sect leader with dignity and dignity!
It’s you who are wrong!”
"snort!"
Taoist Guanghan snorted angrily, his eyes full of ridicule.
"See for yourself, how has Feiyue Mountain Gate been managed by you?
Except for you, no Saint Realm junior warrior appears?
Even the semi-saint disciples are less than twenty?
Could it be that your uprightness has allowed Feiyue Mountain Gate to be weakened?"
When Taoist Guanghan said this, his expression suddenly changed, and a look of pride appeared on his face.
He waved his right hand and pointed at the warrior he brought in the sky.
"Look again, there are nearly three hundred warriors and semi-saint disciples in our Nanfeng lineage.
There are nearly three thousand Imperial Realm disciples.
As for the disciples below the clan level, I don’t even look down on them.
Is this the wrong path you are talking about?
Do you still dare to say that I went wrong?"
Yue Sanren shook his head and sighed.
"Junior Brother Guanghan, to this day, I still have to say, you are wrong!
Our Feiyue Mountain Sect has the most important inheritance. Our disciples have all been promoted step by step from a low level since childhood.
They wholeheartedly think about Shanmen, are proud of Shanmen, and are willing to fight for Shanmen.
Such disciples are what our Feiyue Mountain Sect needs to continue its inheritance!"
Yue Sanren pointed at several semi-saints from the Nanfeng lineage.
"And these things, can they still be considered human beings?
They are just cold corpses, just puppets controlled by you.
As for those Emperor Realm warriors, some of them were trained by you. They are just subject to your soul control methods.
Once you die, none of them will want to rebuild your Nanfeng lineage, they will just scatter like birds and beasts.
What is the use of such power?"
"fallacy!"
Taoist Guanghan suddenly roared, like a thunderous explosion, which made everyone's eardrums buzz.
"Since it is a force, whether it is a sect or a family, it should naturally focus on being strong.
Only strength is the foundation for inheritance.
I control the emperor-level warriors, and I control the semi-holy warriors for my use, so why not?
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The right thing to do is to fight hard. I don't want to talk nonsense with you.
Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!
You can either surrender and be captured, and everyone will be happy. If you resist stubbornly, don't blame me, don't remind you, there won't be a single person alive in your Beifeng lineage today.
I see what the so-called inheritance and the great principles you talk about are of any use?"
Yue Sanren shook his head. He had never thought of avoiding today's battle from the beginning.
"If that's the case, then you and I have nothing to say.
I was able to win at Beifeng back then, and I can still win today!"
Yuesanren's eyes were full of confidence.
"Haha, what a joke.
In the battle between the South Peak and the North Peak, you relied on Feiyue's edict to defeat me.
But that edict can only be used once.
What chance do you have of winning today?
Could it be that you just rely on the so-called Hantan Pill Emperor beside you?"
Taoist Guanghan looked at Gu Xuan with disdain.
From just now, Gu Xuan didn't speak.
However, he was not idle either.
His eyes have been wandering around Taoist Guanghan's body, wanting to see clearly all the secrets on his body.
Seeing Taoist Guanghan looking at him, Gu Xuan's lips curled up slightly.
"It seems that I am easily looked down upon by others.
Do you think Fellow Daoist Guanghan can defeat me and Yuesan Ren together?"
"Huh! You're just a young boy. Judging from your age, I'm afraid you've just entered the first level of the Holy Realm.
Does a casual cultivator who is lucky enough to become a saint really think he is a person?"
Taoist Guanghan looked at Gu Xuan with contempt, with an expression that showed he didn't take Gu Xuan seriously at all.
"Those who know the truth, get out immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude.
Although killing you will cause some losses, this loss can be easily recovered after I take control of Feiyue Mountain Gate."
Gu Xuan narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his honest face became even brighter.
"What if I don't leave?"
Taoist Guanghan's eyes flashed with murderous intent and he smiled ferociously.
"Then die! Set up a 'Slaughter Holy War Formation' and surround him for me!"
A flag appeared in Taoist Guanghan's hand, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of Half-Saints flew out.
Whoosh whoosh!
These hundreds of semi-saints surrounded Gu Xuan and Yue San.
Streams of death energy surged out from these semi-saints.
Without exception, they are all corpses. Although they still have a certain sense of autonomy, their bodies are already considered corpses.
Boom boom boom!
Streams of momentum surged out from the hundreds of semi-saints, converging into one, like an invisible pillar of air, soaring straight into the sky.
The vast space suddenly became distorted at this moment.
Puff puff puff.
Several young disciples of the Feiyue Mountain Sect beside Gu Xuan could not withstand this momentum at all, and their energy and blood boiled directly, and they vomited a large mouthful of blood.
The expressions of Half Saint Withered Grass and Half Saint Wutong suddenly changed.
This battle formation is so terrifying.
There are hundreds of semi-holy auras condensed into one, how powerful is it?
With this momentum alone, no beginning warrior in the Holy Realm would be willing to show off his abilities!
Yue Sanren waved his right hand and took several young disciples into the space spiritual treasure.
His face was extremely solemn.
Once a battle broke out among these hundreds of semi-saints, even he had no chance of escaping unscathed.
Moreover, based on his understanding of Taoist Guanghan, this battle formation was probably just used to hold back Gu Xuan.
The first target Taoist Guanghan wants to kill is still himself!