Master's Ultimate Master

Xuan Yi fell into a certain dream.Lead gray clouds covered the entire sky, the wind howled, and the world was smudged with thick ink. In the field of vision, the visibility was extremely low, and the rainstorm was approaching in an instant.

He used his whole body spiritual power to the extreme, his white clothes surpassed the snow, like a sharp lightning, cutting through the gloomy sky, he concentrated and flew quickly in one direction.

Suddenly, a tall figure stood in front of him.The strong wind blew the other party's black hair, and the black robe fluttered in the wind.The boy had a handsome face, but his eyebrows were colder than ice.His dark eyes, like a bottomless abyss, stared straight ahead.

Seeing him, Xuan Yi narrowed his eyes, stopped suddenly, and subconsciously grasped the handle of the peony knife with his right hand.

"It's you, Lord Wuchang!"

Fandu stared at him for a moment, expressionless, and said coldly: "Lord Lianheng, you can't go to Slaughter Valley."

Xuan Yi raised his eyebrows, with the same indifferent expression: "Even you want to stop me?" He sneered, "I have the final say whether to go or not. Fan Du, I never thought that you are such a person."

Hearing this, Fandu's eyes dimmed sharply, and he pursed his lips.But Xuan Yi didn't pay attention, there is not much time now, he can't delay any longer, he must rush to the Slaughter Valley as soon as possible, otherwise Lord Qingwei will be in danger.

"I'll just say one thing, those who stand in my way, die!"

The Peony Knife was out of its sheath, and the cold light from the edge, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, reflected the same stern faces of the two of them.

Fandu hesitated to speak, his left hand hidden in his sleeve secretly clenched into a fist, he straightened his face, and murmured in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Master Lianheng, today, no matter what, I won't let you slaughter valley."

While speaking, his Saber Zhanye was unsheathed in an instant, the sword light was sharp, and in conjunction with a bolt of lightning that just appeared in the sky, it illuminated the dark sky brightly.

Xuan Yi was full of disappointment and helplessness, he never expected that his friend's junior could be so heartless.He had nothing to say, and with a wave of the long knife, the light of the man and the knife merged, and he made a quick move in a flash.

If it doesn't make sense, call.No one can stop him, even if he steps on the other party's corpse, he will go to the Slaughter Valley.

Seeing this, Fandu's complexion changed slightly, his eyes deepened with sadness, his eyes turned slightly red, his lips moved, as if he said something softly, Xuan Yi didn't hear it, and he didn't have the heart to listen.Whoever dares to block him is his enemy, and there is only one way to deal with the enemy, and that is to kill each other!

At this time, Fandu was two years younger than him, and his face was still childish, but his demeanor was more stable than that of an adult.This person's reputation in the cultivation world is far better than when Xuan Yi became famous.Here it only refers to the aspect of cultivation.

As soon as the two fought against each other, the sky was shaken, the sun and the moon faded, and the sky and the earth trembled.The condensed dark clouds were smashed by the blow of sword light and sword energy, and the strong wind rolled up the robes of the two people, like two completely different lightning bolts, quickly entangled together, and the weapons collided, bursting out dazzling sparks.

Due to the different goals of each, the shots are all fierce and merciless.Suddenly, the heavy rain poured down, and the swords were colliding intensively, cutting off the rainwater that fell around the two of them horizontally. Above the head, the thunder rolled, and the lightning tore the sky into irregular openings one after another. It was extremely shocking to watch.

In the wind and rain, Fandu's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Lord Lianheng, please go back!"

The tone is tough and determined, the attitude is firm, and after careful consideration, he can find out some earnest advice.

Xuan Yi was even more persistent, he didn't speak, and his saber attacks became more fierce every time.

Disappointment appeared on Fandu's handsome face. If you observe carefully, you will find that deep sadness and forbearance are mixed with disappointment.He pursed his lips tightly and said no more.

The two were evenly matched, and I don't know how many rounds they fought, but neither of them had the real upper hand.Fandu has a stable mentality, has both offense and defense, and is capable of doing a job with ease.On the contrary, because Xuan Yi was worried about the safety of his friend, his heart was burning like a fire, and he just wanted to get rid of the person in front of him as soon as possible, so all his moves were to attack the opponent's deadly place, leaving no room for it, and never defending. beat.Fan Du's intention was not to hurt people, his sword moves looked fierce, but they were actually powerless.

At the very moment, the balance between the two was broken by a sudden cold arrow.The arrow, holding the crimson light, seemed to have eyes, thundering like lightning, but in the blink of an eye, it had already entered Xuan Yi's back, pierced out from the front, and his heart burst instantly.

Xuan Yi paused, the corners of his mouth overflowed with bright red blood, which quickly wetted his clothes, and the blood on his chest quickly smudged away. When the arrow pierced his heart, he didn't feel much pain, but the cold touch of the arrow tip, His scalp was numb and he was full of guilt. He opened his mouth and muttered: "My friend, I'm sorry, I may not be able to do anything..."

Before the words were finished, Xuan Yi spat out blood, and his body fell from mid-air.

The accident happened too suddenly, before Fandu could react, the arrow pierced Xuan Yi's heart.In an instant, his whole body froze, his mind went blank, and in a trance, he let go of the Zhanye Sword and fell with Xuan Yi.

When Xuan Yi's body fell to the ground, a slender and powerful arm wrapped around his waist in time.

"... Lianheng!"

With blurred vision, Xuan Yi could vaguely see that the person who caught him was Fan Du.The inherent cold expression on the other party's face suddenly collapsed, as if losing something that he regarded as a treasure, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was frighteningly white.He has never seen Lord Wuchang in this state.It's a pity that he only had time to take a quick glance, and then his consciousness faded away with his vitality, his eyes went dark, and he began to sleep forever.

With a cool sandalwood scent filling his nose, Xuan Yi frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

Looking around, this is his room in Jingye Peak.It must be that he was drunk, and Fandu brought him back while he was asleep.

Rubbing his fingertips at his temples, recalling the situation before he passed out, he seemed to have something extremely important to ask Fandu, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember what it was he wanted to ask ?

Xuan Yi was struggling hard when there was a knock on the door, and then Huan Zhen's voice came: "Uncle, are you awake?"

Xuan Yi had no choice but to stop recalling, and said, "I'm awake. What can I do for you?"

Huan Zhen said: "Today is the day when the Asura Sect holds the Four Realms Martial Arts Competition. Mr. Wuchang explained some things to the Taoist disciples in the martial arts field, so the master ordered the disciples to come and call the little uncle."

Xuan Yi got out of bed, opened the door, and said strangely: "Today? So soon? I remember that I came back with Fan and my master yesterday. Didn't Shura Gate say that it will be held at the end of the month? Why, it was brought forward?"

Huan Zhen was puzzled by what he heard, looked at his face carefully, and said: "Little Martial Uncle, don't you remember? It's been a while since you and Mr. Wuchang returned to Jingye Peak. At that time, Junior Martial Uncle was in a coma. Later, Mr. Wuchang Simply tell the master that the old injury has recurred, and the little uncle needs to rest and rest, and no outsiders are allowed to disturb him."

Xuan Yi: "How long have I been asleep?"

Huan Zhen thought for a while and said, "It's been nearly ten days."

Xuan Yi was taken aback inwardly, he never thought that the Kunlun cup would have such a strong stamina that it could make him drunk for more than ten days.It's strange in my heart, he has always had a good capacity for drinking, even if the Kunlun cup has a strong stamina, it wouldn't make him drunk for so long.Did someone tamper with the wine?Is it Li Jiu?But why did he do this?What good would it do him?

Seeing his pensive look, Huan Zhen resisted the desire to ask questions. After waiting for a long time, he tried to wave his hand in front of Xuan Yi.Xuan Yi restrained his mind and said, "What's the matter?"

Huan Zhen worriedly said: "Little Uncle, how do you feel now? Hmph, sooner or later my Taoist sect will have to ask the Tianji sect to get it back!"

Huan Zhen's so-called old wound refers to the mysterious palm wound Xuan Yi suffered at Tianji Gate last time.Xuan Yi thought that what Fan Du said might be referring to his heartache.

Thinking of heartache, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he was about to think of something, but when he tried hard to remember, he couldn't think of anything.

Seeing Huan Zhen waiting quietly, he suppressed these matters for the time being, and said: "Let's go to the martial arts field."

Since Li Jiu said that the matter of his friend was related to Shuramen, he had to go to Fuyingxian Pavilion no matter what.

On the way, Huan Zhen babbled: "Little uncle, have you noticed that in the past two years, the Shuramen's way of doing things is very different from before?"

Xuan Yi was absent-minded, and said, "What's the difference?"

Huan Zhen said: "Didn't the Asura Sect always close the door and never care about the outside world? In recent years, it has appeared frequently. Not only did it participate in the Slaughter Valley incident, but it even came to the last martial arts meeting in the four realms. This time, it took the initiative again. Inviting the other three major sects, is it possible that they have changed to a new sect master?"

Xuan Yi said: "No change."

Huan Zhen said, "How does my little uncle know?"

Xuan Yi said: "Fortunately, I have met the head of the Asura Sect."

Huan Zhen said: "Is it that Sect Master Ye who is rumored to be charming?"

Xuan Yi nodded: "That's right. Your Lord Wuchang was there at that time."

Hearing this, Huan Zhen's expression was a little subtle, Xuan Yi saw this, and asked doubtfully: "What's the matter? What did you think?"

Huan Zhen was hesitant, looked left and right like a thief, but didn't see anyone else, he settled down, leaned into Xuan Yi's ear, and whispered: "Young Master Uncle, I know that Lord Wuchang was once in the Asura Gate. stayed?"

Xuan Yi said: "I've heard of it. How is it?"

Huan Zhen bit his lips, suddenly turned his heart away, and said: "Uncle, the disciple has said it, don't say that the disciple is talking nonsense. The disciple is at the Tianji Gate, and I overheard the Tianji Gate disciples talking, saying that the disciples of the Asura Gate Suzerain, I have special thoughts about Lord Wuchang."

Xuan Yi didn't understand for a moment, he was stunned, and said: "Special thoughts? What do you mean?"

Huan Zhen frantically gestured: "Just... well, this disciple doesn't understand very well either. Little Martial Uncle, this is not my disciple's random fabrication, it's really what I heard from others."

Xuan Yi reacted for a while, only to realize later that what Huan Zhen said was probably the kind of mind between a man and a woman.Looking back carefully at the scene when I met Ye Fengshuang that day, the way Ye Fengshuang looked at Fandu was indeed a little different.When Fandu was very young, he was adopted by Shuramen, and what happened during that time caused Fandu to leave Shuramen.It is said that Fandu was only 13 years old at that time, and he never went back after that.

These matters are basically personal privacy, and Xuan Yi feels that it has little to do with him.If Fandu didn't tell, he would never ask.Even if the other party is willing to say it, he probably doesn't want to hear it.

Seeing that Huan Zhen was still deep in thought, he patted his shoulder and said: "Most of the hearsay is nonsense, don't think about it."

Huan Zhen said "Oh", and whispered: "That's right. No matter how bright and charming Ye Sect Master is, he is also older than Wuchangjun. Wuchangjun is more pure-hearted than anyone else, and he will never fall in love with anyone .Except," said here, he quietly glanced at Xuan Yi.His voice was so low that Xuan Yi didn't hear the last two words.

He heard it clearly from the front, the corners of Xuan Yi's mouth twitched, and he thought: "I don't understand? I think you understand better than anyone else."

However, he has a thorough understanding of Fandu's mind. This person is the most abstinent person. It is estimated that it is impossible for men and women to happen to him in this life.If Ye Fengshuang really has such thoughts, it can only be wishful thinking after all.

Thinking about it, Xuan Yi felt an inexplicable sense of melancholy in his heart, even he himself couldn't figure out where this feeling came from.