Longevity begins with refining blood essence

Chapter 39: The Future at a Glance (One More Chapter for Follow-up)

"Qingfeng Sword Master is here!"

No one knew who shouted, and everyone looked towards the direction of Chuzhou City. Above the sky of Chuzhou City, they saw a young man in a green robe and with a handsome face walking towards them on a sword, like a banished celestial being descending from heaven.

"What a handsome young man, is he really Qingfeng Sword Master? Isn't it said that Qingfeng Sword Master has lived for hundreds of years?"

"You don't understand this, right? He is a powerful person at the top of the sect, so shouldn't he be able to use the art of maintaining youth easily?"

"I think so. This Grand Master is worthy of being called a Grand Master. He is so amazing. He has lived for hundreds of years but still acts like a teenager. I envy him to death."

"I wonder which of them is more powerful?"

"If you ask me, it must be Lu Qingfeng. He is the Qingfeng Sword Master. Hundreds of years ago, he wiped out many powerful people from the major sects in Dongliao with just one sword."

"No, the young and strong are better in boxing. Dadar Khan has higher talent and may catch up later."

The prince couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Master, in your opinion, who will win or lose between these two?"

The tutor shook his head.

"They are both the top ones in the sect. I am not strong enough to predict their victory or defeat."

The prince sighed, and his eyes became more eager. If he couldn't subdue Dadar Khan, perhaps subduing Lu Qingfeng would be a good choice.

Then I will marry a young girl from his family.
In the crowd, Fang Chen looked at Lu Qingfeng and shook his head slightly.

"Within a hundred moves, Lu Qingfeng will lose."

These people couldn't see through it, but he could easily see through the strength of Dadar Khan and Lu Qingfeng.

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately aroused disgust and ridicule from the people around him.

"How dare you, a young man, talk nonsense?"

"That's right, what do you know? Are you able to judge the peak confrontation between these two great sects?"

"I have been in the Xiantian realm for a hundred years, but I still can't tell the difference between the two great sects. Are you, little kid, more powerful than me?"

Fang Chen just smiled faintly and did not argue with him. Saying that it was a hundred moves was actually a bit conservative, because Dadar Khan could still feel his gaze just now, but Lu Qingfeng could not feel his gaze. It was easy to tell who was better between the two.

Reality will naturally tell them the answer later.

However, having said that, he no longer had any expectations for today's battle.

Originally, he thought that the two of them could give him some experience, but now it seems that they can only watch it for fun.

He even simulated some of the battle scenes between the two in his mind.
Really funny.

In the sky, Lu Qingfeng arrived in front of Dadar Khan in the blink of an eye. The two of them stood facing each other from a distance. Their eyes seemed calm, but in fact, the collision of the two forces had already filled the air with gunpowder.

"Amitabha, I am Dadar Khan, and I am honored to meet Master Lu Jian."

Dadar Khan put his hands together and greeted him first. Lu Qingfeng put his hands behind his back. Although he looked like a teenager, his aura was mature and steady, not inferior to Dadar Khan in the slightest.

"I have heard of you hundreds of years ago, but unfortunately I have been in seclusion and never had the chance to fight you. Today, I have finally fulfilled my wish."

"Amitabha, I have long heard of the great name of Lu Jianzu, so I have practiced hard for hundreds of years before I dared to come and seek your advice."

"Since you are a guest, you should make the first move."

Lu Qingfeng looked calm and asked Dadar Khan to make the first move. Dadar Khan nodded without any pretense. A duel between masters was not just a game of house.

He took a deep breath, practiced his skills, and a phantom of an eighteen-armed golden Buddha appeared above his head.

Fang Chen thought to himself that in terms of Buddhist methods alone, the other party was slightly better than himself for the time being. However, Buddhist methods were just one of his many methods. Now, his Dharma image had evolved beyond dozens of levels, which was far beyond his reach.

Dadar Khan raised his hand and punched out first. In an instant, the fist light was like a dragon, and with a shocking roar, it rushed straight to Lu Qingfeng's face.

Lu Qingfeng felt the terrifying momentum coming from that punch, his eyes narrowed slightly, not daring to be careless, he raised his hand and slashed out with a lightning sword light. Boom——!
The two collided, causing a violent explosion in the sky, forming a huge ball of light that was so dazzling that it made it impossible to open your eyes.

The spreading shock wave disrupted the airflow above the mountain, causing the white clouds to retreat and creating a strange natural phenomenon.

After a moment, the light faded and Lu Qingfeng praised.

"Yes, you are indeed worthy of being the most talented person in the grassland in the past few hundred years. You are qualified to let this old man show his true strength."

After the initial test, Dadar Khan also got into the state, put his feet on the ground and began to exert his full strength.

"Ancestor Lu Jian is indeed the strongest person among all the great sects I have ever met in my life."

The two of them used their magical powers to fight each other like gods in the sky. The fight was so fierce that the sky was dark and the powerful pressure continued to rise.

The sword light and the Buddha light collided and entangled with each other. The dazzling light hit everyone's eyes again and again, making their eyes red and painful so that they couldn't help but shed tears.

Within ten moves, the mountain began to shake, everyone's hearts were pounding, and their breathing became disordered and out of control.

When masters compete with each other, they are inevitably affected.

After twenty moves, cracks and gullies began to appear on the mountain, trees fell down, and water overflowed.

Some people could no longer bear the pressure, with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths. Some even started running outside, unable to withstand the pressure of the battle.

After thirty moves, the Canglang Mountain, which was thousands of meters high, could no longer withstand the confrontation between the two top masters of the major sects and exploded directly.

"not good!"

"It's bad! They've collapsed the mountain!"

At this moment, all the people who came to watch the game were in extreme fear.

It’s not that many people didn’t guess that this situation would happen, but they didn’t want to miss this opportunity. They were greedy to see more information about the duel and wanted to use it to improve their own strength, so they chose to take the risk.

And now, the mountain is really about to collapse, and everyone is beginning to despair.

But it was no use now. Canglang Mountain was too big, otherwise Dadar Khan would not have chosen to fight here. So now facing the collapse of this huge mountain, countless warriors began to cry and ran frantically outside.

Many warriors even died under the feet of other warriors due to excessive tension and trampling.

Those innate strong men are not afraid, because their internal energy can allow them to smash the broken rocks and gain a place to hide.

But, how many of them are there?

As for the big guys who came to watch the battle, they were even fewer in number, because there were not many of them themselves.

The vast majority of them are warriors below the innate level.

The Grand Tutor wanted to rescue the other people, but the Prince, who was already in a panic, grabbed his arm tightly.

"Master, you have to protect me. Take me out quickly."

The Grand Tutor had the will but not the ability. Thinking of his responsibilities, he could only sigh, grab the Crown Prince's shoulders, and shout to the Divine Martial Guards behind him:
"Follow me, don't fall behind, otherwise no one can save you!"

The warriors began to cry and scream, regretting coming to watch the fight, but now it was too late to say anything.

Looking at the huge rocks falling from the sky, some of them cannot even be called huge rocks. After they disintegrated from Canglang Mountain, they can even be called a small hill!
The force of falling like that is so great that even an innate being would have to be wary, let alone one below the innate level. One would have to try their best to use their internal energy to create some holes in order to have a chance to survive.

Looking at this scene, Fang Chen couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

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(End of this chapter)