Chapter Seventy-Seven: Breakthrough
Fangziyu is not stupid.
In other words, if you can sit on the throne of the second senior sister in a sect like Linglong Pavilion, you can be valued by that Dayan Sword Immortal Zhong Chang and accept him as a personal disciple. Fang Ziyu's talent and heart are the best choice.
She could naturally see what the two old men who were holding swords and standing in front of Zhu Long at this moment meant.
That's the powerhouse of the Realm of Departure.
The sixth realm of cultivation, one step further, is the ultimate Great Yan realm that most people in this world can look up to.
At such a realm, it is not an exaggeration to say that the gap between each realm is the difference between cloud and mud. Can Meng Liang of the Heavenly Hunting Realm be the opponent of these two people? In Fang Ziyu's heart, the answer to this question was naturally no.
And Meng Liang is a master disciple of the mountain, such common sense will naturally not be missing, he should know what will happen to him in the face of these two masters of the Leaving Dust Realm with his cultivation.
But even so, at that moment, there was not even half a minute of hesitation in Meng Liang's eyes.
Some are just a resolute force that also moves Fang Ziyu.
Meng Liang also seemed to feel Fang Ziyu's puzzled gaze at that time, but at that time, the man in black turned his head and smiled shallowly at her. With white teeth, a dark face, and sparkling eyes, at that moment, Yu Fangziyu's eyes formed a picture that was not so beautiful, but inexplicably made the girl's heart throb.
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When Xu Han heard Meng Liang's words, he was slightly stunned, and then his eyes lit up with the same determination as Meng Liang.
He was not greedy for life and afraid of death, but he heard the determination in his heart from Meng Liang's tone, the determination to protect Fang Ziyu unscathed even if he died.
He respects this determination, and the best way is to be worthy of Meng Liang's sacrifice.
So he pulled up Fang Ziyu, who was still in a daze, turned around and went out of the house.
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And when Meng Liang saw Xu Han's move, a reassuring smile appeared on his face.
He didn't say anything more, and turned to look at the two powerhouses who had left the Dust Realm, two old men who were each holding swords.
Without the slightest hesitation, Meng Liang made a brazen move at that moment, and the phantom of the sword intent condensed behind him finally revealed his true face at that time. It was a humanoid creature covered in silver armor, holding a sword in both hands, and with two wings on its back, and from the moment he appeared, a wave of sword intent rippled through his body.
The two powerhouses of the Realm of Separation looked at each other at that time, and they both saw a look of deep surprise in their eyes.
There is no doubt that what Meng Liang evokes is his true spirit.
As powerhouses of the Dust Realm, they had naturally already condensed their true spirits, but if they wanted to do this in the Heavenly Hunting Realm, all they needed was a long time or a proud talent. And the so-called long time is ten years of time. At Meng Liang's age, it is obvious that he belongs to the latter.
"I can't imagine that Your Excellency has condensed the true spirit of the earth level at a young age, and I don't know where to learn from?" the old man with the sword in it temporarily suppressed the intention of making a move at that time, and asked in a deep voice.
Although these true spirits are all true spirits, they are like the inner pills formed by the Danyang Realm, and there are also upper and lower grades, high and low.
A total of four grades, heaven and earth Xuanhuang.
Most of the monks in the world are Huang Rank, and some people with extreme talent can become Xuan Rank, and this person who can produce a ground-level true spirit is recognized as having the capital to impact the legendary immortal realm.
The Meng Liang in front of him is so young and has such a talent, it is difficult to guarantee that it is not a disciple or descendant of a hidden world sect or a certain Dao master, if it is not a last resort, they will not dare to offend.
"The Southern Wilderness Sword Tomb is inky and dusty, and the Sword Sect is far from the mountain. Both of them are my masters. Meng Liang raised his eyebrows, and lightly spit out two names that were enough to make the whole world tremble.
And when the two powerhouses who left the realm heard this, their faces also changed.
"This..."Even when they reached the realm of leaving the earth, they had almost touched the pinnacle of the world's cultivation, but for these two names, they were still secretive and in awe.
"It turned out to be Meng Gongzi, and the two of us have a lot of admiration for Yan Jian Immortal..."The old man with the knife suddenly hesitated.
"Needless to say, either you let the three of us leave today, or you will see the real chapter under the sword. Meng Liang interrupted the old man's words with a cold snort.
The two glanced at each other again, and turned their eyes to look at Zhu Longqi behind them. Zhu Longqi obviously didn't expect that today's matter would be involved in such an incident, and his face changed for a while, but in the end, he still couldn't resist the temptation of the Heavenly Sword. I saw a murderous intent in Zhu Longqi's eyes, and then said in a cold voice: "Kill!"
Obviously, since they want to take the Heavenly Sword, and Meng Liang insists on blocking it, if they leave a living mouth, whether it is the Southern Wilderness Sword Tomb or the Lishan Sword Sect, their revenge will be a big trouble for the Long Night Division, and the only and safest way is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.
"Hmph. Meng Liang naturally listened to the conversation between the three of them, he let out a cold snort at that time, without half a minute of hesitation, the true spirit behind him shook his momentum, the long sword in his hand flew over, and his body went straight towards the two old men.
Since the master gave the order, they no longer hesitated, only to see that the divine light in their eyes lit up, and the breath around them was churning, and there were two phantom shadows condensed behind them at that time, and they were two tigers one white and one black, several feet tall.
The three of them knew that this battle was destined to be endless, and they had no intention of keeping their hands, so they went all out as soon as they made a move, and they went straight to the key killing moves.
The two old men and Meng Liang were terrified when they fought just now, this Meng Liang was no more than the cultivation of the Heavenly Hunting Realm, but the swordsmanship was impermeable, and the sword intent and true yuan around him were even more powerful, far from being comparable to ordinary Heavenly Hunting Realm monks. The two of them attacked strongly, but they didn't take any advantage, and this undoubtedly strengthened the determination of the two to kill Meng Liang, such a talent, if the tiger returned to the mountain, it was the sect behind him that was unwilling to pursue it, but if it took time for this son to become a climate, it would not be something they could deal with.
For a while, the two of them were murderous, and their shots became more and more fierce, and they were entangled with Na Mengliang, which could be described as inseparable.
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And on Xu Han's side, he pulled Fang Ziyu to take a step, and the Heavenly Hunting Realm powerhouses and armor warriors outside the house flocked to him.
Xu Han is naturally not a good man and a woman.
The two phantoms behind him suddenly burst out at that time, Shura Xingtian was bloodthirsty, and the roar was a sword swing, and the blood-colored sword drew an arc, forcing several people who rushed to the forefront to retreat, and the exploding wound spread in the air with a strong smell of blood, which made the Shura's eyes suddenly emit a terrifying bloody light, and he roared and was about to kill and devour these delicious flesh and blood.
But Xu Han's heart moved at that time, and he forcibly suppressed Shura's behavior with his willpower.
"Roar!"
Shura, who was restrained, let out a roar that he didn't dare to make, but he couldn't compete with Xu Han.
At that time, Xu Han urged the demon beast with the dragon's head and the body of the finch to fly high in the air, and then with one wing, the purple feathers flew out like sharp arrows, piercing into the crowd.
The ordinary armor warriors let out a scream under the sharp arrows, and then fell to the ground like bamboo shoots, but those strong men of the Heavenly Hunting Realm had to temporarily stop their offensive and gather the True Yuan around them to resist this rain of arrows.
Xu Han pulled Fang Ziyu forward in this gap, only to see the Xingtian Sword in his hand shook, the blood light on the sword body lit up, and the yellow sword intent in his body rushed out with bursts of dragon chant sounds, wrapping around his sword body.
"The sky is round!"
Xu Han snorted coldly, and a series of long sword phantoms suddenly flew out from his sword body, and dozens of sword phantoms exploded in mid-air to turn into hundreds, intertwining with each other and pouring into the crowd, like a meat grinder, stirring those armor soldiers who were weaker in cultivation into meat paste on the spot.
And Xu Han stepped on this piece of flesh and blood and walked forward quickly.
Several Heavenly Hunting Realm powerhouses with strong cultivation reacted and wanted to stop them, but Xu Han's speed increased again at that time, and the three hundred and sixty-five tricks in his body were running wildly, and the nine Spirit Yuan Whales swallowed the sea, and the majestic sword intent into the sea converged on his sword body, and in the face of several Heavenly Hunting Realm powerhouses who had been killed, he could not dodge or dodge, and he went straight up.
With a muffled snort, the bodies of several Heavenly Hunting Realm powerhouses froze in place, and they fell to the ground one after another in the next moment.
A series of seemingly devastating battles, but for Xu Han it was a huge drain, he didn't dare to stop any longer, after calming down the restless breath in his body slightly, he pulled Fang Ziyu and quickly fled towards the outside of the mansion.
"Can't let him run away!" Zhu Longqi saw all this in his eyes, how could he let the Xingtian Sword in his hand leave? He shouted loudly, the two old men who had left the Dust Realm were about to get out and chase after them when they heard the words, but how could Meng Liang let them get their way, only to see that his sword body was shocked, and he actually disregarded the fear of his own life and blocked the way of the two with his body together with the True Yuan he summoned, although it was inevitable that he was injured by the fierce counterattack of the two Dust Realm powerhouses, but Meng Liang still didn't realize it, and still dragged his already scarred body to continue to fight with the two.
"Useless stuff!"
Seeing this, Zhu Longqi scolded in his mouth, but he didn't care about anything else, so he picked up the true yuan around him, flew up, and chased in the direction where Xu Han and Fang Ziyu left.
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Fang Ziyu, who fled outside the mansion, finally broke away from Xu Han's hand.
"Ziyu?" Xu Han was stunned and looked at the girl beside him puzzled.
"If you want to go, you go by yourself, I'm going back to save Meng Liang!" Fang Ziyu shouted loudly, and Xu Han realized that at some point, the girl's cheeks were already full of tears.
"Do you watch him die? If that's the case, I won't be able to rest at ease for the rest of my life!"
Fang Ziyu was obviously a little excited, at the moment of escaping from the mansion, she saw it clearly, Meng Liang had suffered a lot of injuries in order to stop the two strong men who had left the dust realm as bait, Fang Ziyu had a pure heart, how could he see Meng Liang die for himself.
"If you go back, won't he die in vain!, so that you can have peace of mind?" Xu Han asked loudly as he grabbed the girl's shoulder.
"But..."The expression on Fang Ziyu's face was almost on the verge of collapse, she obviously couldn't accept such a fact.
"You hold it!" But Xu Han handed out the Xingtian Sword in his hand at that time, Fang Ziyu was stunned, although he was puzzled, but out of trust in Xu Han's instinct, he still held the hilt of the sword at the first time.
"Go back to Tiance Mansion, if someone comes to chase you, you will throw this sword out as bait. Xu Han's voice sounded again.
"What about you?" Fang Ziyu seemed to realize something at that time, and raised his eyes and asked.
Xu Han smiled faintly and didn't say much, then turned around and turned back in the direction of the Zhulongqi Courtyard.