Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 822

The power of this large formation is indeed enormous.

But this coercion did not come to Xie Quzhen's body. The corpse aura on Xie Quzhen's body actually suppressed the Buddha's light emanating from the Sumeru Formation.

Yan Beiyu's pupils shrank, this zombie was stronger than he imagined!

This zombie, I am afraid, is also the top strength among the land gods.

"Roar!" Xie Quzhen stared at Yan Beiyu below.

Xie Qu can really see that Yan Beiyu has a determination to forge ahead and fight for his own life.

In some respects, Xie Quzhen admired Yan Beiyu.

"The Lord of the Forest of Ten Directions!" Standing on the roof, Yan Beiyu shouted loudly, "Yan Beiyu! Please enlighten me!"

After finishing speaking, he completely rushed towards the evil.

The members of the Ten Directions Jungle below all had expressions of shock on their faces.

Everyone stared nervously at Yan Beiyu's battle with this zombie.

If Yan Beiyu was defeated, none of them knew what would happen.

The strength of this zombie completely exceeded their expectations.

boom!

A loud bang sounded from the sky.

The collision of corpse energy and Yan Beiyu's mana produced a powerful wave of air and light, making it difficult for people to see clearly the scene above for a short time.

Afterwards, they took a closer look.

The long sword in Yan Beiyu's hand pierced through Xie Quzhen's heart.

Just when everyone's faces were about to show joy, they also saw that this zombie's hand also pierced into Yan Beiyu's chest.

Xie Quzhen grabbed Yan Beiyu's heart.

On the face of Xie Quzhen, there was a look of disappointment: "The so-called forest of ten directions, is this the only ability? Is there no power that can kill me?"

"Pfft." Yan Beiyu spat out a mouthful of blood, panting heavily, with a wry smile on his face, looking at Xie Qu really disappointed, but his face was open-minded, and said: "Your Excellency want to die? "

Xie Quzhen: "What do you say?"

Yan Beiyu: "Zombies are lonely monsters for thousands of years, but unfortunately I can't kill you."

Xie Quzhen: "You don't seem to be afraid of death?"

"I am the Lord of the Forest of Ten Directions! If you die in battle, you deserve what you deserve!" The old look on Yan Beiyu's face disappeared completely, replaced by a heroic smile: "Although I died, I walked easily , although you are alive, you are in endless pain, after all, between me and Your Excellency, it seems that I have won."

"Ha ha!"

Xie Quzhen's cold eyes crushed Yan Beiyu's heart in an instant.

Yan Beiyu's body fell from a high altitude.

Yan Beiyu fell towards the bottom, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

He looked down at Long Jin.

Once upon a time, he was a teenager who wanted to make a big splash.

He got his wish and finally became the lord of the forest in the ten directions. He held a lot of power and was in charge of one side. He was also one of the best figures in the world of yin and yang.

Now, everything is over.

"Hall Master!"

"Come on, kill this zombie and avenge the palace master!"

"on!"

The entire Longjin Temple was instantly aroused with resentment.

These people were all abandoned by Nan Zhanxiong, Huang Changhun, and Mu Yingcai. The real elites had been secretly taken away by their three governors.

From the very beginning, they became abandoned pawns.

……

Cangjian faction.

Lin Fan was lying in the yard, holding a book, basking in the sun.

Beside him, Huang Xiaowu was holding a long sword, waving it constantly, practicing kung fu, sweating profusely.

Lin Fan's return to Cangjian Sect means that Huang Xiaowu's good days are over.

It's true that Huang Xiaowu is able to toss, but the so-called mountain is higher than the other. When he meets Lin Fan who is better at tossing than him, what can he do?

"Master, I've been practicing all morning, let's take a rest." Huang Xiaowu looked at Lin Fan helplessly.

Early in the morning, he was woken up by Lin Fan, and practiced his sword.

He was sweating profusely at this time, and his clothes were soaked.

"Xiao Wu, do you think it's easy for me to accompany you and teach you exercises?" Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him.

"You look very relaxed." Huang Xiaowu said bluntly.

At this time, Lin Fan was lying on a grand chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and there was a small table beside him, making tea.

As long as Lin Fan wanted to get more tea, he would interrupt Huang Xiaowu's sword practice and ask him to come over and get some more tea before continuing.

Huang Xiaowu wondered, is there such a master?

Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him: "You know a hammer, keep practicing till night, practice this set of swordsmanship [-] times, and you are not allowed to rest until you finish practicing."

"I..." Huang Xiaowu.

Lin Fan said, "Six hundred times."

"division……"

"Seven hundred times."

"Master is wise!" Huang Xiaowu took a deep breath.

Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction: "650 times, don't cut corners."

After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to read the book.

Huang Xiaowu sighed and continued to practice.

Wang Guocai walked over at this moment, glanced at Huang Xiaowu, and said in a low voice, "The master is here."

"Well, my master is here? Could it be that there is news from the forest in the ten directions?" Lin Fan stood up and said to Huang Xiaowu, "Boy, you are not allowed to cut corners when I'm not here."

After speaking, he and Wang Guo went to the study in the house.

On the way, Wang Guocai said puzzledly: "Brother, it is reasonable to be strict, but if you do this, you are completely torturing this kid Huang Xiaowu. I have also seen this set of sword skills. It is very common and there is no need to practice it like this. "

Lin Fan gave a helpless wry smile, shook his head slightly, and said, "This kid is too floating, he needs to practice more."

Lin Fan didn't want to torture Huang Xiaowu like this, it's purely Huang Xiaowu's strength improved rapidly after he came into contact with the Yin-Yang world.

If he doesn't strictly discipline him, Lin Fan is afraid that this kid will have problems with his mentality.

At least some of them have already appeared now. He has just been apprenticed to a teacher, and he has been thinking about cultivation all day long. Now that his talent of the five elements and spiritual veins has been revealed, and his cultivation speed is extremely fast, he is going to study what is immortality.

This bastard is out of the question.

If you don't tidy up, it's hard to become a master.

After listening to it, Wang Guo understood Lin Fan's meaning, nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "In this way, you are kind to Xiao Wu."

"Nonsense, do you think it's fun for me to sit there all morning?" Lin Fan rolled his eyes at him, stretched his waist, "I'm exhausted."

Soon, Lin Fan and Wang Guo came to the study.

Rong Yunhe was already sitting inside, his face was sullen, and his expression was not good-looking.

"What's the matter, Master." After Lin Fan walked in, he sat down casually with Wang Guo.

"Something happened in the forest of ten directions." Rong Yunhe said slowly.

"Sooner or later, I have already guessed. I said, Master, something happened in the forest of ten directions, why are you looking so ugly?" Lin Fan gave Rong Yunhe a white look.

Rong Yunhe took a deep breath and said: "The Ten Fang Jungle, the Longjin Temple has completely disappeared. In the Longjin Temple, at least according to the current news, everyone died in the hands of that zombie. Form rivers, corpses are everywhere!"

(End of this chapter)