"I did it, so what."

Xu Yang said.

"Ancestor, how did you do it?"

Ling Qingshu asked doubtfully.

Xu Yang smiled faintly: "My things will naturally obey my command."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yang and other Jindan stage cultivators entered the Juebing Mountain.

Ling Qingshu nodded, not quite understanding, and followed Xu Yang.

The space inside Juebing Mountain is not big, just a round hall with a diameter of no more than 20 meters. With dozens of people inside, it seems extremely crowded.

In the center of the hall, there is a platform. Inside the platform is a small pool with rippling water, splashing blue waves from time to time.

A crystal blue ball floats on the water.

The surface has intricate patterns, and some green crystal balls are wandering on it.

A purple sword stood upright in the crystal ball. From time to time, a breathtaking thunder would roar and pierce through the sword!

This is the Fang Tian Sword which is the core of the formation!

The crystal shell outside the Fang Tian Sword is an ice crystal ball!

The ice crystal ball is the container that seals the spirit sword. The spirit sword is preserved in the ice crystal and will not change for ten thousand years.

"It's a pity that the ice crystal balls can only be used once. Otherwise, the value of these ice crystal balls is immeasurable."

The one who spoke was Zhao Long. He walked to the ice crystal ball, reached out and touched it, his voice trembling with excitement.

Fang Tian Sword, the treasure of this ancient sect.

In ten thousand years, the Fang Tian Sword has not weakened at all and is still as powerful as it was back then.

All eyes were focused on the Fang Tian Sword, filled with desire, envy, sinisterness, and all kinds of emotions.

"Thank you all for your help. We will keep our promise and withdraw after taking the Fang Tian Sword."

Zhao Long bowed and said.

There were nine late Jindan masters beside him, guarding Zhao Long. The majestic aura they released frightened those with bad intentions.

Some people who wanted to fight for it gave up the idea instantly.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Zhao Long turned around and said with a smile.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Tianfeng Sect was established here, and was proud of the world."

"Among Tianfeng's disciples, the worst ones are all at the Cave Heaven Realm."

“This is the ruins of the Tianfeng Sect.

There are treasures everywhere. As long as you look for them carefully and have enough opportunities, you will definitely find treasures here!"

After listening to Zhao Long's words, the other Jindan stage cultivators felt a little less regretful about not being able to obtain the Fang Tian Sword.

Yes, this is the site of an ancient sect, there must be a lot of good things there.

Even if they cannot obtain the Fang Tian Sword, any other opportunity can change their fate.

"Okay, we'll leave the Lingbao auction now. See you later."

Zhao Long smashed the ice crystal ball and took out the Fang Tian Sword.

He clasped his fists and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a faint voice was heard, and the Fang Tian sword flew up from Zhao Long's hand, drew a graceful arc, and landed in Xu Yang's hand.

"Did you take my things?"

Xu Yang said lightly, rubbing the Fang Tian Sword in his hand.

Because it was stored in the ice crystal ball, the Fang Tian Sword still looked like it had just been placed in.

The sword in his hand disappeared, Zhao Long was furious!

"Damn it, it's you again. You're just a Qi training stage, and you want to steal my treasure!

? "

Zhao Long was completely furious, and murderous intent filled his whole body.

If the first two times were provocations and insignificant, he could tolerate it.

This time Xu Yang touched his bottom line!

Fang Tian Sword is his target and he cannot afford to lose it!

If he couldn't get the Fang Tian Sword, he wouldn't have to go back.

Therefore, even if an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage comes to snatch it away, he will not hesitate to fight!

Fight to the end!

What’s more, it was just a small cultivator in the Qi training stage who came to snatch it.

"Give me the stuff, or you'll die!"

Zhao Long said coldly, with murderous intent.

Xu Yang sneered, finding it funny.

"When did the Fang Tian Sword become yours? It has always been mine, okay?"

Zhao Long felt that Xu Yang was crazy, otherwise he would not say such words.

A scumbag in the Qi training stage actually had the guts to steal his treasure and seek his own death.

"Go to hell."

Zhao Long, who could no longer bear it, drew his sword and stabbed Le Yi.

Purple spiritual energy gathered at the tip of the sword, and the sword stabbed forward with a thunderous roar.

The air around him made a muffled buzzing sound, and he was shocked so much that his mouth and nose were bleeding.

They were at the far edge, and Zhao Long's target was not them. They were just bearing the residual power.

One can imagine how much pressure Xu Yang is under.

Fang Yan was horrified. The sword was so fast that he had no time to react.

He turned his head away reluctantly, not wanting to see Xu Yang's blood splattered on the spot.

"What did you just say?"

Xu Dong raised his head and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

boom.

Xu Dong threw a punch, a simple punch that looked light and fluttery.

However, this punch made Zhao Long's body stiff and he couldn't move at all.

For a moment, Zhao Long felt powerless, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Alas, I didn't want to kill you."

Xu Dong sighed.

The next second, Xu Dong's fist burst out with the power of a giant mountain and collided directly with Zhao Long's sword.

Zhao Long's sword was instantly shattered into dust under Xu Dong's fist and scattered all over the sky.

Zhao Long's protective qi was also ruthlessly shattered. With a dull sound, the fist landed directly on Zhao Long.

The next second, Zhao Long disappeared.

There was only the smell of blood wafting in the air.

Everyone saw that the air seemed to be a little redder.

With one punch from Xu Yang, Zhao Long was instantly vaporized.

"Zhao Long is dead?"

Everyone was silent!

They couldn't believe what they had just seen.

"Gudong..." Someone swallowed, breaking the silence.

Everyone turned their heads stiffly and looked at Xu Dong who had a nonchalant expression.

What did they see just now?

A cultivator in the Qi training stage killed Zhao Long, who was in the late Jindan stage and almost half a step away from the Nascent Soul stage, with just one move?

If this gets out, the entire cultivation world will probably go crazy.

Countless pairs of eyes were focused on Xu Yang, trying to find out his true level of cultivation.

No Nascent Soul, no Golden Core, no Foundation Establishment...

This is the pure Qi training period.

Then, they fell into the collapse of their worldview.

Fang Yan looked at Xu Yang in a daze.

After a long while, he complained: "You are so strong, you scared me to death."

"By the way, why do I feel like I've heard about today's events somewhere before?"

Fang Yan began to rack his brains to remember. After a while, he suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "I remember now. You are the ancestor of Tianlan Sect, right?"

After hearing what Fangyan said, the onlookers also remembered that a woman in the Jindan stage and a man in the Qi training stage swept across Qizhou.

Doesn’t this combination fit the person in front of me?

"What's your level of cultivation? You're so strong. A person in the late Jindan stage can't last more than half a round in your hands..." Fang Yan was speechless when he thought of this. He had just been thinking about how to protect Xu Yang's life.