Fu Changling was hanging in the air, his body falling rapidly. He looked up in surprise and saw Qin Yan being bitten on the shoulder by the black air. He tore his flesh and blood apart, and fell from the last bit of light of the teleportation array. Then he stretched out his hand towards him and chased after him.
His blood fell on Fu Changling's face. Fu Changling opened his eyes wide and looked at Qin Yan who was getting closer and closer in shock.
What is he chasing after me for?
In this situation, he was chased and attacked from behind by Wushi Luo. Is he trying to kill himself?
Fu Changling completely misunderstood Qin Yan's logic. He only saw Qin Yan staring at him intently, his eyes filled with anger. Then, Qin Yan saw something, and a hint of shock crossed his face. A moment later, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his spiritual power flowed all the way to his sword. In just a moment, Fu Changling realized that Qin Yan's aura suggested he was serious about taking his life!
Although he didn't know what Qin Yan was thinking, it was certain that he wanted to kill him. If Qin Yan's sword really came down, Fu Changling felt that he would probably be buried here today.
He no longer hid his secrets and admitted weakness. He immediately used the Wind Control Technique and then waved his golden fan. The wind carried Fu Changling away quickly like a light boat. The wind from the golden fan turned into thousands of sharp blades and rushed straight towards Qin Yan.
Qin Yan's speed slowed down, and he quickly dodged the wind blades that were blocking him. He raised his hand and slashed towards Fu Changling's neck with a sword.
This sword showed no mercy. Fu Changling almost subconsciously recited an empty shield spell, and at the same time raised his hand to draw more than a dozen talismans and smashed them towards Qin Yan's head.
He had fought with Qin Yan too many times and was very familiar with Qin Yan's moves.
However, when he thought that the young opponent would be defeated in an instant, the opponent moved directly in front of him before he could cast the Empty Shield Spell to block the sword tip and before more than a dozen Thunder Spells hit his body.
The tip of the sword stretched out like a spirit snake, and completed more than a dozen stabs in a short time. Even at such a fast speed, the opponent's sword strikes were like thunder every time.
Fu Changling was frightened by Qin Yan's behavior.
He had never expected that the seventeen-year-old Qin Yan would be so capable! Qin Yan was obviously shocked by him. After a brief pause, Qin Yan immediately changed his plan and attacked with surging spiritual power.
One of them was in the Nascent Soul stage, and the other was in the Foundation Establishment stage. How could Fu Changling dare to resist? He immediately gave in and hid while shouting, "Brother Qin! Let's talk it over! Let's sit down and talk. We can negotiate any terms!"
Qin Yan ignored him and continued to force him to hide everywhere.
Fu Changling was panicking and felt his movements becoming increasingly sluggish. He said anxiously, "Fellow Daoist Qin, calm down. We still don't understand what's going on. If you keep fighting like this, you might alert some important figure!"
Qin Yan's sword continued to move forward. Seeing that he could not persuade him, Fu Changling was completely enraged. He hid while cursing, "Qin Yan, you really have no good intentions. The moment I saw you, I knew you had bad intentions towards me. You still say you want to help me, but I'm afraid you have been wanting to kill me for a long time!"
Qin Yan's sword barely chopped off Fu Changling's golden crown, splitting it in half. He rolled to the ground, gasped, and cursed even more fiercely: "What do you mean by a gentleman, what do you mean by a role model of the immortal way? I think you are just a wolf with ambitions and a rebellious nature. Yunze will be destroyed in your hands in the future! You bastard, traitor..."
"Talkative."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yan's last attempt ended. The long sword came down like thunder. Fu Changling had no way to avoid it and could only take it head-on. He suddenly felt as if Mount Tai was collapsing in his hand. The sword energy sent him flying. He vomited blood and then could no longer hold on. He slammed forward into the distance, knocking open the roof of a house with a "bang" and then directly smashing into the deep soil.
Fu Changling was lying on the ground when he heard the rumbling sound of a house collapsing above him, followed by someone screaming in surprise.
“It collapsed!”
Everyone shouted, "The temple has collapsed!"
Then someone asked, "Who are you?!"
Qin Yan's voice was cold: "Get out of the way."
"Oh, I see."
Someone said, "You are in cahoots with the man who knocked down the temple!"
Qin Yan said nothing, gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of the way, or don't blame me for being rude!"
"You're welcome? Who are you talking to? Do you know where this place is...ah!"
Someone screamed, and then there was a groan and a sound of someone falling to the ground.
Fu Changling listened to the shouting outside. He lay on the ground pretending to be dead, not moving a muscle.
He could tell there were many people outside, that Qin Yan had gotten into a fight, and even that he had fainted. Qin Yan had just been ambushed by Wushi Luo, and after fighting him for so long, he was practically at the end of his rope. Now, even after a bit of slowing down, he couldn't hold on any longer. This was completely within Fu Changling's expectations.
He knew that he must be bruised and battered at this moment, and he didn't want to show his imperfect self in front of so many people and ruin his reputation.
He hopes that everyone will ignore him, forget him, and treat him as if he is dead.
But he was obviously having a bad year. The more he didn't hope for something, the more likely it would happen.
After Qin Yan's voice died down, a while later he felt a large group of people working together to remove the stone beam above him and dig him out of the ground.
A large man seemed very agitated. He grabbed his collar and yelled at him, "Don't play dead! Open your eyes, open your eyes, and see what you've done!"
Fu Changling didn't say anything. He closed his eyes as if he was unconscious, showing a slightly painful expression and spitting out a small mouthful of blood, making him look weak, frail, and pitiful in the hands of the big man.
He thought that any person with a conscience would not treat such a pitiful person like him too harshly.
This trick really worked. A young girl's voice, tinged with a rural accent, rang out from the crowd, tinged with worry and timidity, "Brother Wang, he seems to have fainted."
"What should I do?"
"Let me try."
The female voice came closer, and Fu Changling closed his eyes. He thought to himself, the people here are so simple and kind.
Just as he finished thinking this, he felt the girl approaching him and touching his face. Before Fu Changling could react, more than a dozen slaps came at him at a very high frequency, leaving him completely unprepared, but she greeted him mercilessly!
Amidst the loud slapping sounds, the girl's gentle and soft voice was heard, earnestly advising: "Brother Wang, just give him a few more slaps, and he'll wake up."
Pa pa pa pa.
The effect of a dozen slaps was very good. Fu Changling immediately realized that pretending to be weak was useless against these people.
He was completely enraged. Amidst the crisp slaps from the girl, he suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the girl's hand, and yelled, "Enough!"
Everyone was stunned. Fu Changling was quite proud of himself, thinking he had intimidated the other party. Just as he was about to speak, the strong man behind him suddenly lifted him up and threw him to the ground. He grabbed his hair and forced him to raise his head, angrily shouting, "Open your eyes and see what you have done!"
Fu Changling's scalp was scratched so hard that it hurt. He raised his head following the big man's force and saw a ruin in front of him. He said impatiently, "I saw it. The house collapsed. I'll pay for it."
As he spoke, he reached for his spirit bag, but before he could take out the spirit stone, the big man leaned close to his ear and roared furiously, "House? Is this just a house? This is a temple! This is our faith! We're about to offer sacrifices, and you've knocked the temple down. How are you going to compensate me?"
"Hello!"
Fu Changling finally lost his temper. He grabbed the big man's hand, his face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "I advise you to stop, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"
The big man seemed to be shocked by him, and Fu Changling only noticed at this time that the person in front of him had no pupils!
He was wearing a white robe with a straw rope tied around his waist, outlining his figure. He looked no different from a normal person, but his large eyes were only white, with no black pupils at all!
Fu Changling's breathing became tight.
The temple, the townspeople without pupils...
Before he could even scream out the name, the big man grabbed his hair and slammed his head against the ground. In time with the thuds, he said, "You're welcome! Who are you rude to?! Do you understand what's going on?"
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