Under the sword of heavy rain, there was a shield wall composed of snowflakes and ice walls. Tao Zhaide inside tried very hard to withstand this attack, trying to survive this move.

However, facts have proved that the Central Plains Immortal Realm is definitely a person, and there are immortals! Unlike the enemies who fought before Taozhaide, none of these sword rains that were falling from the sky were inserted into the surrounding ground. This means that their owners are very precisely controlling their own mind power and will never waste a single trace of it in useless places!

If a wave of attacks ends, then is it over?

No, there is also the second wave, the third wave, the fourth wave, and the fifth wave!

The sharp swords that hit the ice and snow shield flew up and stabbed them again. They continued over and over again, without a little time to let Tao Zhaide breathe!

Bang-!

Soon, a piece of snow on the ice and snow shield appeared cracks. Then, more and more cracks appeared! Seeing this, Fang Ji raised his hands even higher, and the sharp swords began to fall down even more violently!

'No'Wrong' Novel'

Finally, the ice and snow shield cracked, and one of the sharp swords penetrated directly, rubbed against Taozhaide's thigh, and pulled out a blood mark.

Taozhaide hurriedly retreated to the side, climbed to the side in a very embarrassing manner, leaning against a tree next to him, and began to breathe heavily.

With the sword retracted, Fang Ji continued to look at the Guanghan Palace Master and said slowly: "Child, I think you are young, so it is entirely because of your love for talent that you did not kill you in the round of attacks just now. I will give you another chance. Are you willing to surrender? Are you willing to incorporate your Guanghan Palace into Canglan Sect?"

"……………………Hey."

Relying on the trunk, Tao Zhaide touched the saliva that flowed out of the corner of his mouth. The bombardment just now really consumed a lot of his mental power. The head Fang Ji was indeed terrifying.

but……

"Hehe, hehe..."

Fang Ji frowned: "Why are you laughing at?"

Taozhaide took a deep breath. He leaned against the tree trunk and took out a small bag from his trouser bag, opened it, and said, "I just didn't expect that I originally thought that what I had prepared was going to use it directly now. It's a pity that I had accumulated for several years. Fang Ji. You are really amazing... so amazing. I originally thought I was very powerful, but now I realize that compared to you, I am still much worse than you. Well, at least ten years is still around."

Fang Ji didn't say anything.

Taozhaide looked at the small cloth bag and continued, "Well, that's right. It will take about ten years. My mind power can reach a level as strong as you. By that time, I guess I can beat you up seriously."

Fang Ji snorted: "You have ten years, but am I not ten years?"

Taozhaide smiled and said, "I know. But I am very confident in the growth rate of my mental power. If you are the strongest in the Central Plains fairy world now, then in ten years, I should be stronger than you. But now..."

When Tao Zhaide raised his head, he poured all the twelve ice slurry fairy fruits in the small cloth bag into his mouth and bit it in one bite!

At that moment, the rain that was about to fall from the sky paused.

The entire sea of ​​trees seemed to be frozen at this moment!

The coldness... endless chill. At this moment, it surged out from the pores of Taozhaide's body like a mountain torrent, completely frozen the forest into a world of ice and snow! And the rain falling from the sky was completely unable to land, and it was directly solidified by frost in the air and turned into countless ice crystals, setting off the Guanghan Palace Master who was about to burst out!

"I am... I should be qualified... to fight you!"

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of Canglan Sect felt a flash in front of them!

The sword beside Fang Ji automatically returned to defense, and with a loud bang, a fist completely wrapped in ice slammed on the shield composed of countless swords!

At this moment, the ice crystals scattered everywhere, and the fragments scattered torn the fixed ice crystals in the air, crashed into the surrounding trees, and pierced through them!

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Fang Ji, the leader of Canglan Sect.

This year, he is seventy years old, but because of his abundant mental power, his appearance is only about forty.

When he entered Canglan Sect at the age of ten, he was not a wealthy family or aristocratic family. When he first entered the door, almost no one could think that he would have accomplished any great things in his life. At most, as an outer disciple, LeLeran spent his life and became one of the firewoods for the prosperity of Canglan Sect, and acted as an insignificant firewood for the glory of the sect.

When they first started, even the many senior brothers who were responsible for selecting disciples thought that this son was just a lie, so they directly assigned him to the Sword Sect, which was already in the withered population, and let him die.

At the right time, the sword disciples in the sect have withered. As the saying goes, it is said that it is a gun in a year, a knife forging a hundred years, and a sword forging a hundred years. How easy is it to be proficient in one of the swords? Often, at the fairy fighting meeting of the sect, it is the same age, so how easy is it to rely on swords to defeat disciples of other weapons in various sects?

In this way, Fang Ji was mediocre in Canglan Sect until he was around twenty years old. The disciples of the Sword Sect were also in a lot of downs and outspoken, and they were never ranked at various fairy fight meetings in the sect, which led to the disciples of the Sword Sect either turned around and wanted to throw themselves into other sects, or simply gave up, and believed that they were useless in this life. Even the master of the Sword Sect at that time, Taoist Sanfeng, believed that the Sword Sect was desperate, so they drank and had fun all day long and did not care about the affairs of the sect.

But when Fang Ji was twenty-five years old, Taoist Sanfeng accidentally bumped into Fang Ji. At this time, the disciple was still practicing the sword-type introductory sword technique that had been practicing for fifteen years. When he was bored, Taoist Sanfeng came forward to ask.

"The sword system inside Canglan Sect has declined, why are you still practicing this sword technique?"

Fang Ji said: "People say that one year of practice guns, ten years of forging swords, and a hundred years of ginseng swords. Disciples may not be as good as everyone within a year of ten years, but when they are a hundred years old, they must rely on the three-foot autumn water in their hands to subvert Canglan Sect!"

The bold words are not inferior to those of the slightest young man. At this point, Taoist Sanfeng is just a joke. Although the road to becoming an immortal can definitely prolong life, from ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of immortals who can live beyond a hundred years in a sect. When you are a hundred years old, you may only have to wait for your pile of dead bones~~!

However, after that, Taoist Sanfeng was very concerned about this disciple. At the age of 30, he finally approved his entry into the highest-standard building in the sword system sect at that time, Zangjian Pavilion.

The ancient and dilapidated Zangjian Pavilion has been ruined and broken by the decay of the sword sect after thousands of years. But even so, its main beam is still strong, as if it is for the final encouragement and support.

And this book "Proud Sword Qi Jue" was discovered at the top of the Zangjian Pavilion, which is on the verge of collapse.

"The Proud Sword Art is silent but not released. Ten years of endurance, proud of the world."

These twenty words are written on the first page of the broken sword score. In the next ten years, the sword disciples will be like Fang Ji is completely gone. In response, Taoist Sanfeng faced him with a smile. Looking at the other disciples, none of them have such a deep sword foundation as Fang Ji for more than ten years, and naturally no one is qualified to enter the Zangjian Pavilion.

Ten years later, when Fang Ji, who was forty, walked out of Zangjian Pavilion again with the hand of "Lingxiao" and overwhelmed the heroes at the fairy fight conference that year and won the title of the strongest among the 142nd to 150th generation disciples under Canglan's sect, the entire Canglan Sect was shocked.

After ten years of hard work, the Ao Ran Sword Qi Jue, which reappeared in Tian Ri, never encountered any opponents again.

Whether the other party is a master who is much older than himself, or many masters and immortals in other sects.

"Ling Xiao is out of the sheath and will return without blood. The Proud Sword Technique is proud of the world."

Such a statement has spread throughout the Central Plains Immortal World in thirty years. In addition to letting everyone know that Canglan Sect has a new master of the Immortal level, it also makes everyone know that this immortal has already sat on the throne of the Canglan Sect Master with the strongest name!

For thirty years, can anyone force this "sect waste" that was not father-in-law or even not valued by anyone at all?

For thirty years, can anyone make this person who was ridiculed by everyone and even regarded as a person who had no sword skills in Canglan Sect was injured and bleeding?

In the past, no one.

And in the future...

"break!"

It is estimated that few people can do it.

With a roar, Ling Xiao's sword instantly decomposed from the shield into countless sharp swords. Tao Zhaide, who had taken a large number of ice slurry fairy fruits, probably never expected that his full blow would be blocked! Moreover, he was shocked instead?!

“Woo--!”

The body flew back. In order to prevent the little Xie'er from being injured, Taozhaide turned around desperately and used his face to hit the trees behind him.

Gala sounds came one after another, and countless trees were broken. Before they could fall, they were frozen in the air by the ice.

However, Fang Ji on this side did not mean to stop. He took a deep breath, and the split Ling Xiao quickly retracted his cuffs from his hands, and shouted loudly: "Don't chase them! You are not his opponent!"

After shouting, the figure of the Canglan Sect Master instantly pierced the frost cold and chased after him. It was probably at this moment that the disciples of the Canglan Sect around him saw for the first time how terrifying the speed of the head was.

The trees on both sides retreated quickly, and the rain in the air seemed to be still at this speed.

Breaking through the rain curtain, Fang Ji could already see the Guanghan Palace Master limping among a large area of ​​tilted trees. Without saying a word, the sharp sword in his sleeve flew out again, condensed directly into a long sword in the air, and quickly stabbed Tao Zhaide there. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!