The senior and junior disciples entered their master's courtyard one after the other, and Long Aotian kicked the door open without any politeness!
'bump! '
Tianning followed behind into the courtyard and immediately saw that the eldest brother, who had been sobbing with a handkerchief at the drop of a hat during the day, was now raising a large cleaver and aiming it directly at the face of the unconscious master.
Tianning: ? ? ?
At night, the senior brother changed into a red robe, and his originally eccentric face suddenly had an inexplicable evil aura, giving people the feeling that a well-behaved student had suddenly turned into a gangster... Tian Ning was stunned and did not react to this absurd contrast.
Long Aotian was already used to this, and his sword blocked Fu Hongming's broadsword in time.
However, because his strength was inferior to his opponent's, his hands trembled from the shock, and the sword in his hand could not withstand it and flew away.
"Little Four, why don't you let me kill this old codger?" Fu Hongming raised an eyebrow and smiled. "As long as this old codger is gone, Sword Guardian Mountain can be disbanded, and then we can all regain our freedom."
"You madman, you can't hurt Master!"
"What a disappointment."
Fu Hongming raised his hand and slapped Long Aotian's chest with his palm. The powerful internal force sent Long Aotian flying ten meters away. He managed to withstand the blow and coughed up a mouthful of blood!
'Pfft!'
"Fourth Senior Brother!" What's going on? Tian Ning blinked: "How about I take you away..."
"Escape?" Long Aotian sneered.
For some reason, Tianning suddenly felt that he saw an aura of dominance in him: "In my dictionary, there is only the word 'die in battle'!"
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, propped himself up, and stood up. At this moment, the man's back was straight, his clothes moved without wind, and the moonlight shone on him. His tattered beggar's clothes did not look as pathetic as before. Instead, he looked more like a powerful person about to awaken, on the verge of exploding.
"I'll use all my cultivation to deal with this madman!" He said with an inscrutable expression, "Sixth Brother, hurry! I'm afraid you'll get hurt!"
Tianning: "..."
Could you please stop calling me that?
He shouted, "Sword, come!"
The longsword on the ground hummed, as if sensing its master's call, and flew back into Long Aotian's hand.
His gaze was sharp, the tip of his sword pointing directly at Fu Hongming: "A single point of cold light shines with boundless brilliance; what harm is there in slaughtering the entire world?"
"Fourth Brother has offended us today!"
Tianning excitedly took out some sunflower seeds on his subconscious.
Oh my god! A live 1v1 between two pros, so exciting!
Fu Hongming parted his thin lips slightly, and his soft voice steadily reached their ears: "Little Si, if you utter another word of nonsense, I'll chop you up even more fiercely later."
Long Aotian: "..."
Tianning thought he saw his fourth senior brother's shadow tremble, but was it just his imagination?
Comparing the two sides' auras, the fourth senior brother is clearly stronger!
As a result, Fu Hongming made a move and directly pinned Long Aotian to the ground, beating him mercilessly without even using his broadsword. Long Aotian was already bruised and swollen, and angrily shouted, "Fu Hongming! Don't go too far! My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens—I refuse to believe I can never beat you!!"
It's clear he was using every ounce of strength he had...
In the end, he still couldn't beat his senior brother.
He screamed as he was being hammered: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, Fu Hongming, do you believe me or not... ahhh..."
Fu Hongming threw him through the wall.
Tianning: "..."
If you're so useless, don't try to be strong, okay?
Fu Hongming frowned, seemingly really annoyed by Long Aotian's incessant chatter. He gripped his broadsword tighter, and a layer of flames appeared around the blade: "If you want to get ahead of that old codger, I'll grant your wish!"
In the pitch-black night, besides the moon, there was a ball of fire leaping and chasing after people, exceptionally dazzling.
The more Tianning cracked the melon seeds in his hand, the more fragrant they became.
She was an excellent audience member, dutifully appreciating the hard work of the 'actors,' which was no different from turning a storybook into a 3D movie.
That's really amazing! If the eldest and fourth senior brothers were to become action movie actors, he would definitely give them a huge shout-out!
Unfortunately, this kind-hearted spectator was tragically killed in the struggle.
Everyone's courtyards were separated from each other, and Fu Hongming and Long Aotian got so caught up in their fight that they didn't care whose courtyard they entered. One of them was having a good fight, while the other was getting beaten up. When they landed in Tianning's courtyard, Fu Hongming used his spiritual power to unleash a fire dragon with his broadsword, which Long Aotian barely dodged, almost burning his head to a crisp.
But the table behind Long Aotian wasn't so lucky.
"No!"
Tianning mourns Erkang's death.
The out-of-print storybook she hadn't finished reading was still on the table!
But the table, along with the storybook, was burned to ashes on the spot...
Tian Ning felt as if her heart was being torn apart. Holding the pile of ashes, she was heartbroken and overwhelmed with grief.
A gentle night breeze blew by, scattering the ashes, like the yellow sand in the desert that can never be grasped, that only dissipates no matter how hard one tries to hold on, and thus it has left her forever...
At this moment, Tian Ning hardened his fist.
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