Chapter Eighty-Three: The Dealer Comes

Gu Qingyu recultivated the method of the Sword Immortal, the Sword Immortal was already superior in combat power, and its speed was far superior to that of ordinary monks.

With her amazing talent and golden spirit body, she was only one step away from Ning Dan, and she was directly below Fang Dong, but with her strength, she only had time to block in front of Fang Dong.

"No, ——!!!" Zhao Wanru urged the cyan ribbon to pull Gu Qingyu back.

However, it was too late.

The cyan sword qi slanted into Gu Qingyu's body.

At the last moment, Gu Qing stopped the Glaive Knife, but the sword still couldn't be withdrawn.

Gu Qingyu looked at Fang Dong, who was still not awake, the sweetness in his throat welled up, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on Fang Dong's face under the sun.

The sunlight shone on Gu Qingyu's body through the hole split by the thunderstorm, her waist was supported by a cyan ribbon, and her body slowly fell.

Time seemed to stand still in this moment.

Everyone seemed to freeze the frame, watching the shadow fall to the ground in a daze.

"No! no, no......" Zhao Wanru's old hand trembled, and Gu Qingyu's 'grandma' echoed in her ears.

Gu Qing looked at Gu Qingyu's pupils trembling, and even the Glaive Knife in his hand let out a light sigh, the ninth-order companion spirit had consciousness, and the Glaive Knife did its best just now.

"It's all because of you!" Gu Qing looked at Fang Dong fiercely, his gaze was cold, and he raised the Glaive Knife again.

That's when it happened.

The old man's voice sounded in the martial arts arena.

"Dare to ask which Taoist friend of the Gu family crossed the catastrophe?"

An old man leaned over and appeared next to Fang Dong.

The old man's beard was white, silver threads hung down behind him, his long beard was over his neck, his forehead was full of wrinkles, his long eyebrows hung down his cheeks, and his eyes were as bright and clear as a baby.

"Who are you?" Gu Qing couldn't see through the old man's cultivation, and listening to his words, he shouldn't be the enemy of the Gu family, but the old man was too close to Fang Dong, so he didn't make a rash move.

"The old man's surname is Zhuang. The old man was attracted by Fang Dong's appearance, and after observing for a while, he looked at Gu Qing on the side, "His name is Fang Dong?"

"It's called Fang Dong. Gu Qing's sparse eyebrows were squeezed together, the people of the Zhuang family, wouldn't there be no way to kill Fang Dong?

"No wonder it's familiar, there is such a cultivation at this age, it is worthy of ......" The old man surnamed Zhuang paused for a moment and asked, "By the way, what about the Taoist friend who crossed the catastrophe just now?"

"It's Fang Dong who is in the crossing. Gu Qing pondered the old man's words, could it be that there were some powerful people behind this Fang Dong?

The old man surnamed Zhuang was just about to speak, when he heard a sharp exclamation.

"Old Zhuang, you have cultivated profoundly, please save my granddaughter!" Zhao Wanru understands Gu Qing's character, if the old man's strength is not good, Gu Qing will definitely not stop.

The old man surnamed Zhuang was slightly stunned, and saw Gu Qingyu, who had only one breath left, and appeared directly beside him, with an extra bamboo cane in his hand.

Gu Qingyu's pretty face was no longer bloodless, she was invaded by the knife qi from her left shoulder to her right abdomen, if you look inside, you can see a cyan fine line on her heart.

"Ninth-order energy fluctuations!Why did this girl be hurt like this?" The old man surnamed Zhuang pointed one end of the bamboo cane on Gu Qingyu's heart, and the emerald green halo circulated on the body of the cane.

The bamboo cane contained vitality, and the emerald green light flowed into Gu Qingyu's body, and her exposed skin turned pale green.

Zhao Wanru was even careful to breathe on the side, for fear of disturbing the old man surnamed Zhuang.

For a long time, Gu Qingyu, who was originally dying, became steady breathing, and the green light on his body returned to the bamboo cane.

"Elder Zhuang, how is my granddaughter?" Zhao Wanru asked in a low voice.

The old man surnamed Zhuang shook his head, suddenly looked shocked, and took two steps back.

A figure turned from virtual to real and appeared beside Gu Qingyu.

This person exuded a breathtaking killing intent, a pair of eyes like a sea of stars staring directly at Gu Qingyu, and the sea of stars in his eyes was like a whirlpool.

Nian Chen's face sank like water, and with a twist of his wrist, a small blue sword that exuded a chill shot into Gu Qingyu's eyebrows.

A snowflake mark appeared on Gu Qingyu's eyebrows, and then snow and frost began to appear all over his body, and he was frozen in the blink of an eye, like blue amber.

"What did you do to my granddaughter!" Zhao Wanru was startled and pointed at Nianchen and asked.

Nianchen glanced at Zhao Wanru lightly, looked at the green bamboo cane in the hand of the old man surnamed Zhuang, and raised his hand to hold it.

Without waiting for the old man surnamed Zhuang to react, the cuizhu cane flew out of his hand and flew into Nianchen's hand.

"What are you going to do......" Before the old man surnamed Zhuang finished speaking, he felt a breathtaking killing intent enveloping him, and his realm was like falling into an ice cave.

Nianchen's arm holding the emerald bamboo cane shook, and the emerald bamboo cane turned into green points of light with a "bang", and the points of light converged into a small sword blade and flew into Gu Qingyu's heart.

The old man surnamed Zhuang snorted, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, the green bamboo cane was his refining spiritual weapon, and the essence blood used by the monk when refining the spiritual weapon contained a trace of his mind, and his spiritual weapon was destroyed, which caused his mind to be injured.

At this time, Huairen's figure suddenly appeared beside Nianchen, his breath was slightly short, "Are you running in such a hurry because of her?"

Nianchen ignored it, dozens of sword blades appeared above his head, and he said coldly: "Who injured my disciple like this." ”

The voice was as cold as the sea breeze of the four or nine days, and everyone in the Gu family couldn't help but shiver.

"Apprentice?" Huai Ren took a step back quietly, it was best not to provoke Nianchen at this time.

Huai Ren originally wanted to leave directly, but out of curiosity, he still followed, wanting to see who made this immortal-like figure care so much.

Although this is the territory of the three major families of Zhongjiang, for Huairen, only the Zhuang family can pose a threat to him.

In the cave before, Nian Chen's swords left a deep impression on him, and under Nian Chen's full attack, the runes in the cave quickly shattered. After Nianchen got out of trouble, he immediately turned into sword light and rushed here, and Huairen also followed.

After Nian Chen sensed that Gu Qingyu had used up the remaining two sword intents, he was even more anxious, and his speed increased again and again.

His divine sense distance was limited, and he kept a state of investigation all the way, and after discovering that Gu Qingyu's breath was weak and his life was hanging by a thread, he suddenly overflowed with murderous energy, and directly left Huairen and teleported here.

There was silence in the martial arts arena, and the needle drop could be heard.

Gu Qing has served as the patriarch for decades, and for the first time, he felt remorse, this person suppressed all of them with his own strength, and this person turned out to be Gu Qingyu's master!

Knowing this, he would definitely personally take Gu Feng's family back, with such a master here, why worry that the family can't rise?

Just when the Gu family was terrified.

The Taiji diagram behind Fang Dong gradually became smaller, the speed of rotation accelerated, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy became faster and faster.

At the same time as the Taiji diagram shrank, Xiao Chu emerged from the top of Fang Dong's head, in addition to the previous golden ball, Xiao Chu had another turquoise ball.

Xiao Chu floated between Fang Dong and the Taiji Diagram, rotated with the Taiji Diagram, and the aura was absorbed by the Taiji Diagram, and then introduced into Fang Dong's body through Xiao Chu.

Nian Chen looked at Fang Dong, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, his right arm waved lightly, and the sword blade behind him flew out, sealing the entrance of the martial arts arena and the big hole at the top.

He saw that Fang Dong was at the critical moment of getting married, and out of Gu Qingyu's relationship and the kindness of saving him from trouble, Nianchen decided to protect Fang Dong to complete the baby.

Gu Qingyu was sealed by him with an ice sword, and he smashed all the vitality contained in the green bamboo cane into Gu Qingyu's body, and there was no danger of dying for the time being.

Except for the old man surnamed Zhuang and Zhao Wanru, everyone in the ancient family was always shrouded by Nianchen's killing intent, as if there was a sword hanging over their heads that would fall at any time.

The corners of Nian Chen's mouth had a cold arc, this was deliberately suppressed by him, before understanding why Gu Qingyu fell into such a situation and avenging her, he wanted to let these people live in fear, so that these people could always feel the threat of death.

At this time, the black and white primordial babies in Fang Dong's body sat opposite each other, their palms against each other, and under his body was a rotating Taiji diagram, and the 'cold bank' stood below the Taiji diagram, and the blade was surrounded by golden thunder and lightning.

I don't know how long it took, the black and white Yuanying opened their eyes at the same time, looked at each other and smiled, and sat cross-legged with the same expression and movements.

The moment Fang Dong held the Twin Infant in that strange space, the tearing sensation from his soul directly made him lose consciousness.

When he woke up again, he felt that his consciousness could switch between black and white at will, and it was extremely compatible and unhindered.

A few minutes later.

Tai Chi Tu stopped absorbing the aura, shrunk to the size of a fingertip, and merged with Xiao Chu into one, merging into Fang Dong's body together.