my master is a bug.

Chapter 539 I will come back

As soon as the pitch-black sword appeared, it tore through the void and fell towards the top of Fang Mu's head.

Seeing this sharp sword condensed with killing intent easily cut through Fang Mu's Yin-Yang domain, the corners of Wuxia Patriarch's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

However, just when the curvature of the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, his expression suddenly froze on his face.

Because in Fang Mu's hand, a crimson leaf appeared at some point!

This leaf is not a solid body, but is outlined by regular lines and crimson luck.

Fang Mu lightly slapped his hand, and a storm of luck appeared in front of him.

The menacing sword of killing intent was blown by the storm of luck, and it collapsed into black smoke all over the sky.

Wuxia Patriarch's pupils suddenly shrank and said, "Tiantian Shenshu!"

He never thought that there would be such a treasure in Fang Mu's hands.

Although the regular lines on the crimson leaves are a bit immature, but with the filling of massive luck, its power is not weaker than any acquired spirit treasure!
Fang Mu, a newly promoted true demon, cultivated the two-color lotus, the acquired spiritual treasure, at the same time, he also secretly cultivated the heavenly tree!

Such a wealthy true devil was rare even in the last era.

Ancestor Wuxia looked at his empty hands, then at Fang Mu, who was stepping on the Yin-Yang fish and holding the leaf of the Heavenly God Tree, his face twitched uncontrollably.

He, a sub-sage, doesn't even have a Houtian Lingbao in his hands, so he can only use his own killing intent as a sword.

And Fang Mu actually held two acquired spirit treasures at the same time, one of which was an exclusive spirit treasure conceived from the Canglang Realm.

Compared with Fang Mu, this sub-sage is as poor as a beggar.

The flawless patriarch even forgot the battle with Fang Mu for a short while, his mind was full of crimson leaves.

He was not the only one shocked by Fang Mu.

Jinxian Yihuang, who had been secretly watching the battle in the far distance, was also dumbfounded at the moment.

In fact, the one who was most surprised was not Wuxia Patriarch who was fighting Fang Mu, but Yihuang.

Only half a month ago, he personally sent out the branch of the tree that reached the sky.

At that time, the vitality in the dead branch had almost completely disappeared, and he didn't think it was possible for this dead branch to recover.

Otherwise, he would never be able to exchange it for a small cluster of star springs.

But after only ten days, Fang Mu actually revived this dead branch.

Not only that, but the power displayed by that dead branch is not even weaker than the general Houtian Lingbao!
You know, he, the Golden Immortal, also doesn't have the Houtian Lingbao in his hands!

But Fang Mu used the things he sent to cultivate a top-level sacred tree comparable to the Houtian Lingbao!
Yihuang's eyes widened, and he said to Su Wendi beside him, "What you told me a few days ago is actually true!?"

A few days ago, when Su Wendi came back to ask him to return to his life, he had said that Fang Mu might have revived the Tongtian Divine Tree.

At that time, Yihuang didn't believe it at all, he knew the state of the dead branch too well.

That is simply not something that can be recovered in just a few days.

So when Su Wendi mentioned this matter, Yihuang just felt that Fang Mu was trying to stimulate the Heavenly God Tree, so as to let its breath overflow.

This explanation made Su Wendi hesitate in his own judgment, so the matter was left alone.

But now, the leaves transformed from the Heavenly God Tree appeared in front of his eyes with such a domineering posture, which completely shocked Yi Huang.

After Yihuang's pupils contracted violently, a light of excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes and said:

"The Canglang Realm is indeed the place where the luck of the great world gathers.

It seems that this time, we won the bet! "

Just when Yihuang was ecstatic about his decision, the heart of Wuxia Patriarch was already filled with anger.

Because the ancestor Wuxia had already realized a problem, a traitor appeared among the ancient immortals!

Fang Mu's Heavenly God Tree was definitely not collected by himself, it must be funded by immortals!
In fact, when Yihuang made a deal with Fang Mu, the ancestor Wuxia had already faintly noticed it.

It's just that he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, his filthy sky is already crushing towards the Canglang Realm in a mighty way.

He simply didn't believe that Fang Mu could come up with any big killer in just one or two months.

Even if there are other Jinxian sponsors, it will not work!
But now, Fang Mu slapped him hard on the face with that little crimson blade.

At this moment, although Patriarch Wuxia is still not at a disadvantage in the situation, he already has the intention of retreating in his heart.

He knew very well that in front of these two Houtian Lingbao, he, the sub-sage who came alone, would definitely not take advantage of the slightest advantage.

Continuing the fight will only make Fang Mu more familiar with the battle between Yasheng.

At that time, it may not be easy for him to retreat completely.

Thinking of this, Patriarch Wuxia waved his hand and sprinkled bubbles, ready to leave first.

However, as soon as these bubbles emerged, they were blown away by a cloud of luck.

Fang Mu held the crimson leaf in his hand and said, "The battle has just begun, and the ancestor is about to leave. I'm afraid it's a little too urgent?"

The flawless patriarch's face suddenly darkened.

He said coldly: "Junior, do you really think that I can do nothing to you!?"

Fang Mu smiled and said, "Of course I know that senior has many tricks, so I ask you to stay a little longer.

If the senior's methods are exhausted and he leaves, it will be somewhat anticlimactic! "

While speaking, he extended his right hand forward in an inviting gesture.

Wuxia ancestor narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Since you are so arrogant, then I will make you suffer a little bit!"

Fang Mu chuckled and said, "I wish for it!"

As the words fell, he pressed his palm down suddenly.

A vortex of yin and yang appeared out of thin air, covering Patriarch Wuxia in the center.

At the same time, Wuxia Patriarch raised his hand and threw out the sky again.

These bubbles seem to burst when blown, but they are actually extremely tough.

They are mixed into the vortex like silt, which suddenly slows down the speed of the two-color vortex.

Taking advantage of the vortex becoming a little jerky, the Wuxia ancestor disappeared directly in place.

Although Fang Mu's remark just now aroused a trace of anger in his heart, since he has decided to leave the battlefield, his decision-making will not be affected by the anger in his heart.

Fang Mu naturally knew that this sub-sage would not be provoked so easily.

From the very beginning, he was preventing this flawless patriarch from escaping.

The moment the flawless patriarch disappeared, Fang Mu stirred the crimson leaves in his hand again.

The luck storm reappeared, blowing away all the surrounding bubbles, revealing the figure of the flawless ancestor.

However, Patriarch Wuxia was also well prepared. His robes were flying all over his body, and bubbles were scattered as if he didn't want money, and he actually resisted Fang Mu's cloud of luck.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Patriarch Wuxia disappeared in place again.

"This time you win!
Two months later, I will visit again with my uncle.

Then we will continue this battle!

I hope that at that time, you can still be as crazy as you are now! "

The voice of Patriarch Wuxia kept echoing outside the Canglang Realm, but his figure had already appeared thousands of miles away.

(End of this chapter)