Chapter 509: A fight to the death, what do you think?
Li Bin took a long breath, flicked his long sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Since ancient times, our Longwang Mountain lineage has respected the Fulong Sect of Longshou Peak. It has been more than thousands of years since the founder founded the Fulong Sect, but many branches arose in the middle, so it was divided into three branches, namely the Fulong Sect, Fengxue Tower, and Yulong Market. Now Yulong Market has returned to the Fulong Sect, and only Fengxue Tower is left."
He took a deep breath, his eyes cold as he said, "In order to avoid more bloodshed and casualties, I have decided to have the Fulong Sect's Saint Han Liang and the Fengxue Tower Saint Bai Feiyu compete in a duel. The loser must be incorporated into the winner's sect. This way, the three sects will unite to make our Dragon King Mountain sect prosperous. I know that the various thundering methods I used before were criticized, but this crime is committed today and will benefit future generations, so I have no choice but to do it!"
“Ancestor!”
Han Dinghai in the distance clasped his fists and said with great emotion: "We all know the difficulties of the ancestor. The Fulong Sect will follow the ancestor's lead in everything! If Han Liang really loses to Bai Feiyu today, our Fulong Sect will also willingly merge into Fengxue Tower. From now on, there will only be Fengxue Tower in Longwang Mountain!"
"very good."
Li Bin nodded and smiled, then turned to look at everyone in Fengxue Tower and said, "Bai Ying, what about you?"
"Ancestor, please judge for sure!"
Bai Ying bowed and frowned, saying, "We Fengxue Tower are willing to accept defeat. If Feiyu really loses to Han Liang, it would be fine if we merge into Fulong Sect."
“Very good!”
Li Bin floated up and said in a deep voice: "In that case, let's prepare for the duel!"
"Yes, ancestor!"
A group of elders took their positions.
Around the arena, there were thousands of disciples from the Fulong Sect and the Fengxue Tower together. They all held their breath, extremely nervous. This battle was of great importance and both sides had no way out.
…
“Shua~~~”
A figure rose into the air. It was Bai Feiyu, wearing a white dress and holding a sword in her hand. Her beautiful eyes looked into the distance and she landed at one end of the arena.
"Junior Sister Bai."
On the other side, Han Liang was calm and composed. With one step, he traveled several feet and landed at the other end of the arena. Holding the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword, he said with a smile, "Last time, I let Junior Sister take the lead and won with the Divine Dream Sword Sutra. This time, I will not let Junior Sister go. You and I will fight later. There is no need to show mercy. Just fight to the best of your ability!"
"Whatever."
There was a hint of determination in Bai Feiyu's bright eyes, and even a hint of willingness to die. If they really lost this battle, Fengxue Tower would no longer exist, which was simply unacceptable to Bai Feiyu.
Therefore, Bai Feiyu will fight desperately in this battle, but Han Liang will not.
"Let's get started."
An elder said in a deep voice: "Whether Fulong Sect or Fengxue Tower is the most powerful, this is the battle!"
"Junior sister, I'm sorry!"
Han Liang twisted his body and suddenly drew his sword. The moment the sword flashed, a dragon roar rose up.
He had already integrated his swordsmanship with the True Dragon Technique at some point, and the sword light contained a strong dragon aura. No wonder he was so confident, and in an instant, tens of millions of sword lights fell like rain, heading straight for Bai Feiyu.
Bai Feiyu stood still on the spot, her eyes slowly closed, and suddenly the sword intent in her body surged up, forming a spherical area in an instant. With a loud roar, the Golden Soul Dragon Flying Sword exploded and flew around, dispersing the sword intent that Han Liang had sacrificed.
"good!"
Han Liang roared, his handsome face gradually became ferocious, and he slapped the opponent fiercely. Suddenly, a thick dragon tail swept down from the chaotic air and slapped the opponent fiercely.
Bai Feiyu's figure flew across the sky. Although her eyes were closed, she was aware of every detail of the battlefield. Her figure moved like a graceful butterfly dance, and she dodged the opponent's attacks one by one. Then she swept her sword across and slashed at Han Liang's neck.
The two sides fought back and forth, and in a blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of moves.
“…”
In the stands, Han Dinghai could no longer sit still, his eyes filled with fierceness.
It's not good. Han Liang entered the late Jindan stage ten years earlier than Bai Feiyu. During these ten years, he worked hard and finally integrated the swordsmanship with some True Dragon techniques. He thought he would win the battle easily, but he didn't expect that Bai Feiyu's Shenmeng Sword Sutra had been cultivated to such a mysterious level.
In the exchange of moves, Bai Feiyu was not inferior to the other party at all! "Ancestor."
Han Dinghai's lips moved slightly, and he transmitted his voice: "Bai Feiyu is quite powerful, and Han Liang doesn't seem to be sure of winning this battle. What should we do? Perhaps, the ancestor can make a move in secret..."
"Do you want me to disregard my status and embarrass myself in public?"
Li Bin said calmly.
"I...disciple dare not..."
Han Dinghai's face turned pale instantly, and he said, "Disciple is just... asking for forgiveness, Grandmaster. Disciple did not mean that..."
"snort!"
Li Bin snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter even if Han Liang loses. I have my own plans. You don't need to make trouble."
"Yes, ancestor!"
…
Above the arena, the two sides fought fiercely, leaving the disciples of the two sects stunned.
The fighting power of Han Liang and Bai Feiyu may seem ordinary to those in the Nascent Soul stage, but they are like gods to the disciples below the Golden Core stage. The mysteries contained in their every move are beyond the imagination of most disciples.
However, after a hundred moves, both sides were still unable to do anything to each other.
"Junior sister!"
Han Liang gradually lost his patience and sneered, "Does Junior Sister really think that she can win over me like this?"
"Brother, you worry too much."
Bai Feiyu drew his sword frequently and said calmly: "Feiyu is just trying his best to fight without any regrets!"
"That's great. Junior sister, you have to be careful next time!"
Suddenly, Han Liang used all his risky moves and launched seven or eight extremely desperate sword attacks in succession. At the moment when Bai Feiyu was struggling to defend, he suddenly let out a dragon roar, and Bai Feiyu's face immediately turned pale.
"You lose!"
Han Liang thrust out a sword, aiming straight at the opponent's throat.
"laugh!"
However, he didn't expect that the Golden Soul Dragon Flying Sword turned into a ray of cold light and flew towards Han Liang's throat. Bai Feiyu did not dodge or avoid, but actually made a gesture as if he was ready to exchange his life with Han Liang.
"you!"
Han Liang was horrified and hurriedly withdrew his sword at the last moment, but it was too late. Bai Feiyu's sword cut his back with a "swish". Blood splattered as the sword energy passed through.
"Liang Er!"
Han Dinghai was horrified.
In the air, Bai Feiyu took advantage of the victory and swung out several swords. The sword light enveloped Han Liang and directly swept his body and threw it heavily onto the stone slab outside the arena, breaking his bones and vomiting blood!
"Bai Feiyu!"
Han Dinghai rushed out to protect him and shouted, "You have such a cruel heart!"
Bai Feiyu's eyes were indifferent.
"this……"
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Several elders of the Fulong Sect were dumbfounded.
"Very good!"
Bai Ying stood up, her pretty face full of joy: "Ancestor, if this is the case, Feiyu wins, can my Fengxue Tower dominate Dragon King Mountain?"
"Can."
Li Bin said calmly, "From now on, Fulong Sect and Fengxue Tower will merge and be renamed Fengxue Tower. However... I have one thing I must say. The position of the leader of my Fulong Sect has always been passed down to males, not females. Therefore, although it will be called Fengxue Tower after the merger of the two sects, Han Dinghai will still be the leader. As for you, Bai Ying, you should be more submissive and serve as the deputy leader. What do you think?"
"What?!"
Bai Ying was horrified: "Grandmaster! How could you do this?!"
"how?"
Li Bin looked at the other person calmly, his eyes were as sinister as lightning: "Bai Ying, do you want to openly defy this ancestor?"
As he spoke, Li Bin raised his hand, and with a wisp of Nascent Soul power, he bound Bai Feiyu's slender waist through the air, sneering, "If you dare to say no, I will let your beloved disciple cut into two pieces. If you don't believe me, just try it."
"you……"
Bai Ying gritted her teeth and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.
There are many injustices in the world, but none of them are so unfair.
In the air, Bai Feiyu was unable to move, her pretty face was pale, looking at the seemingly kind-looking old ancestor, she said in a deep voice: "Old ancestor, if you really don't like Fengxue Tower, then kill me... Bai Feiyu's death is not a pity, but I don't want to depend on others anymore!"
"Okay, I'll grant you your wish!"
Li Bin slowly closed his five fingers, and suddenly the magic power became stronger and stronger, about to break Bai Feiyu's slender waist.
…
“Woo…”
Bai Feiyu's face was pale, and he knew that he was going to die.
But at this moment, a familiar voice sounded in her ears: "It seems that Fairy Bai has encountered trouble. Do you need Ning's help?"
"Ning... Master Ning?!"
A smile suddenly appeared on Bai Feiyu's pretty face: "You...you are not dead yet?!"
"Exactly."
Ning Daoran said, "If Fairy Bai needs my help in killing Li Bin, just nod your head."
"Can!"
Bai Feiyu nodded quickly.
The next second, a ray of blood-red sword light rose from the void and instantly cut off the magic power that Li Bin had offered. Then, an overwhelming and terrifying spiritual pressure descended from the sky, suppressing all the Jindan, foundation-building, and Qi-refining cultivators present, even the Li family ancestor who was in the early Nascent Soul stage!
"Boom~~~"
Amidst the thunderous roar, a figure came with a sky full of auras. It was Master Ning Fu, who was dressed in a green shirt and looked lazy! After many days of refining his essence, his Nascent Soul was now fully developed, and his temperament became more and more transcendent.
With his arms folded, he looked lazily at the ancestor of the Li family opposite him. He was not inferior to him in momentum at all, and was even stronger.
"Master Ning Fu!"
On the stands of Fengxue Tower, Li Yinping opened her beautiful eyes wide, looking at the scene in front of her in disbelief. She was filled with ecstasy. He was not dead, and he still had the aura of a Nascent Soul!
"Master Ning Fu, you are still alive!"
A group of Jindan elders in Fengxue Tower were overjoyed, especially the elder who thought he was very familiar with Master Ning Fu. He slapped his thigh and said, "You really want to kill me!"
"Thank you for your concern."
Ning Daoran still folded his arms and said with a smile: "It took Ning a long time to consolidate my cultivation after I condensed my infant, so I made you all worried. But now it seems that it is not too late for Ning to come out of retreat!"
"Master Ning Fu..."
Bai Ying looked at Ning Daoran's figure and was so excited that tears were about to fall out.
"snort!"
Li Bin sneered and said, "Master Ning Fu has just been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage. He should cherish his immortal path. Why did he plunge into the vortex of my Fulong Sect and Fengxue Tower? Are you really so desperate for your life?"
"Stop talking."
Ning Daoran raised his hand and pointed in the direction behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Old dog of the Li family, there is a Jinxia Valley over there. What do you think about us going to Jinxia Valley to fight to the death?"
(End of this chapter)