Qian Lao died, the encirclement and suppression failed, and more than fifty masters were lost.
This operation can be said to be a complete failure, and there was no advantage at all from the Yuhua Sect.
Qiao Pingtian's face could no longer be described as ugly, gloomy, ferocious and angry.
"Tian Yuan Sect!"
The figure flickered in the void, and Qiao Pingtian's body was full of rage. He originally wanted to perform a miraculous skill when Fang Han left, but now, the miraculous skill was nowhere to be seen, but he was insulted again and again.
ridicule.
He couldn't imagine that when Fang Han returned to the imperial city and saw such a scene, he would burst into terrifying rage.
Feeling this anger, wherever the Sifang Pavilion masters passed by, the crowds all moved out of the way, with a look of fear on their faces, but their hearts were full of ridicule.
Sifang Pavilion was so powerful in encircling and suppressing the Yu Hua Sect, but now, they are running away like chickens and dogs, which is really humiliating.
At this moment, on the road ahead, there was a figure standing there, not dodging.
"Anyone who stops me will die!"
Qiao Pingtian shouted angrily and struck out with a palm.
The palm wind roared, carrying ferocious killing intent, but at the moment when the palm wind was about to touch the opponent's body, a misty sword energy bloomed, completely annihilating the palm wind.
"Huh?" Qiao Pingtian was stunned, stopped, and said slowly to the figure: "Who are you, and why do you want to block my way to Sifang Pavilion?"
"kill!"
A cold voice came out, and the man slowly raised his head, his eyes exuding ruthless murderous intent. In the space, an invisible murderous aura suddenly solidified, and the sword aura seemed to tear the void apart.
This scene caused Qiao Pingtian's expression to change drastically, and he said in a trembling voice: "Mo Yi, I have no enmity with you, why are you taking action?"
Another question was asked, but Mo Yi still didn't answer.
The cold sword energy tore apart everything. Mo Yi's figure flickered, and his whole body was like a ruthless sword. The moment it swiped, it was the time to harvest human lives.
puff!
A sword roar erupted, followed by a ferocious human head.
Previously, due to Wu Zhenzi's attack, the masters of Sifang Pavilion were seriously injured and had no idea of fighting for a long time. Now they were met with Mo Yi's ruthless blockade and were unable to resist at all.
kill!
The ruthless sword made the entire space become dead silent. Mo Yi's face was expressionless. Every time he swung the sword, someone would definitely die. But the most ironic thing was that none of the Sifang Pavilion masters who were killed knew it.
Why do you want to die?
The blood was hot and dyed the earth red. The setting sun shone down, reflecting the bloody color, which made people feel solemn.
Not far away, many people witnessed this massacre with their own eyes. They felt dizzy, as if everything that happened before them was just a dream or an illusion.
All the masters of Sifang Pavilion were dead, and at this moment, only one person was left.
Qiao Pingtian, his whole body was trembling. Just now, he thought he would die with every sword ray that struck him, but in the end, the sword ray passed by his body and slaughtered others crazily.
This is not to say that Mo Yi is not a killer, but that he wants to torture Qiao Pingtian and make Qiao Pingtian watch helplessly as all the masters of Sifang Pavilion die in front of him.
Buzz!
A ray of cold sword light continued to expand in his eyes, and Qiao Pingtian understood that as long as the other party was willing, he could take his life anytime, anywhere.
"Before I die, can you answer me a question?" Qiao Pingtian looked at the figure in front of him, with some relief in his eyes. He knew he would die, but he didn't want to die in an unknown way.
"I, Sifang Pavilion, have never offended you, let alone been an enemy of the Mo family. Why do you, Mo Yi, massacre my masters in Sifang Pavilion? Please give me an explanation."
Feeling Qiao Pingtian's confusion, a sneer suddenly appeared on Mo Yi's face.
"I don't care if you want to besiege the Yuhua Sect, and I don't care if you want to kill Ye Chen, but the Qiao family touched someone they shouldn't have touched, and even wanted to kill her. This incident is the cause of your death." Mo Yi
A cold voice came out of his mouth, causing Qiao Pingtian's eyes to freeze.
Touching someone who shouldn't be touched?
Mo Yi's words kept echoing in Qiao Pingtian's mind. Finally, he suddenly felt excited and raised his head. Before he could speak, the ruthless sword light pierced his throat.
The sky was stained with blood, Qiao Pingtian's body fell down and never stood up again.
Qiao Pingtian's face was filled with endless regret. He had just taken control of Sifang Pavilion, and before he could enjoy the taste of this supreme power, he was hurriedly greeted by the sickle of death.
All the masters of Sifang Pavilion died.
He, Qiao Pingtian, will also become the laughing stock of the Qinwu Dynasty and will be infamy for thousands of years.
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The masters of Sifang Pavilion were stopped and killed by Mo Yi. Ye Chen, who was still in the Yuhua Sect at this time, would naturally not know about it.
At this moment, Ye Chen was sitting on a stone chair with Wu Zhenzi. Although the two of them did not have the title of master and apprentice, in each other's hearts, the friendship was deeper than that of master and apprentice.
On that day, if it weren't for Wu Zhenzi's guidance, no matter how talented Ye Chen was, he still wouldn't have been able to understand the secrets of the ancient elemental formation, let alone achieve the astonishing achievements he has today.
On the contrary, if it weren't for Ye Chen's words that allowed Wu Zhenzi to see through his inner demons, Wu Zhenzi would not have been able to step into the realm of the holy way and become the supreme saint today.
The friendship between the two, like master and disciple, like close friends, is in an extremely delicate state.
"Old man Wu, although you have entered the realm of the Holy Dao, I just saw that when you performed the Soul Technique, it was extremely transparent, as if you had practiced it thousands of times. Have you mastered some kind of trick that can improve the power of the soul?
"Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said full of doubts.
Soul Art, with soul power as its core, is an extremely complex martial art.
As early as a few months ago, Ye Chen was able to control the power of the soul, but he was still unable to comprehend the secret of the soul art. This shows how difficult it is to practice the soul art.
Although Wu Zhenzi has entered the realm of the Holy Dao, it is still his first time entering. Normally, he would never be able to master a soul art in such a short period of time.
"You little naughty boy, you tried to trick me as soon as we met. You really haven't changed at all." Wu Zhenzi laughed and scolded, making Ye Chen scratch the back of his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "You just said that in public.
, I, Ye Chen, am your close disciple of Wu Zhenzi. Since I am a disciple, it is natural and reasonable for me to ask the master for some tips."
The two of them had a very good relationship, and a bit of banter was harmless.
Wu Zhenzi laughed a few times and said: "I'm afraid you will be disappointed this time. The reason why I was able to master the Soul Technique so quickly was not because I had mastered the trick, but because I had the Delusion-Breaking Dharmakaya."
"Destroy the Illusive Dharmakaya?" Ye Chen was slightly startled.
"That's right, the so-called breaking of illusions means to see through all illusions, so as to understand the original mind and obtain the truth of all things. Although the Soul Art is difficult, I can discard its dross and get the essence. When I practice it, it will naturally be extremely fast.
." Wu Zhenzi did not hold anything back from Ye Chen, but directly told Ye Chen the truth.
"I see."
Ye Chen suddenly realized, with a somewhat disappointed look on his face. He could now control the power of the soul, but could not use the Soul Technique. The key was that he had not seen through the essence of it.
I thought that Wu Zhenzi's stepping into the realm of the Holy Dao would help him break through this difficulty, but in the end, the joy was in vain.
"You don't have to be so discouraged."
At this time, Wu Zhenzi said with a smile: "Although I can't help you see through the essence of the Soul Art, I can still help you in a certain aspect."
A note to readers:
ps: I'm in really bad shape lately, and I'm not satisfied at work. I'll leave it alone for today. I need to take a good rest. I'm really tired recently. I'll update you tomorrow. I'm sorry, brothers and sisters.