Master of Great Calamity

Fang Yuan hadn't seen his mentor in Fairy Hall for more than three years, and he always had a thought in his mind, when should he visit this mentor's hometown. But he didn't expect that before he could visit his mentor, he saw Mr. Zhu in this situation. Seeing the old man rushing towards the terrifying night ahead without even thinking about it, Fang Yuan was shocked instantly.

Mr. Zhu...

He yelled and wanted to go up to stop him.

He knew that Mr. Zhu's cultivation was not high, and if he rushed over, he would definitely die.

what you do?

The old deacon was shocked, and grabbed Fang Yuan's shoulder.

It can't be like this anymore, they will die...

Fang Yuan yelled and struggled with all his mana.

If they don't die, how can you survive?

There was also a hint of anger on the old deacon's face, and he tried his best to restrain Fang Yuan severely.

Is it worth it for my own life?

Fang Yuan lost his usual indifference at all, and yelled loudly: I know the suzerain told you to send me away, but have you ever thought about it, is it worth it? Is it worth the price you paid to keep me? How many people have died along the way?... I don't even know them, how can I deserve them to die for me?

Since the suzerain ordered it like this, there is a reason for him!

Facing Fang Yuan's roar, the old deacon just said in a deep voice, You shouldn't think about these things!

The suzerain is not necessarily right!

Fang Yuan roared angrily, his whole body was full of black and yellow aura, and his body was surrounded by green aura.

The old deacon's hands were actually bounced by his mana, and he didn't hold him.

And Fang Yuan broke free from the hand of the old deacon, and immediately swept dozens of feet away, rushed to Mr. Zhu's side quickly, grabbed his arm with one hand, turned his palm and held the sword horizontally in front of his chest, but only heard a crash sound, countless sword lights roared, and were all stopped by Fang Yuan's sword, and then he pulled Mr.

It's you?

It was only at this moment that Mr. Zhu turned his head to look at it, and then he was slightly startled, with a pleasant expression on his face.

Sir, disciple, how dare you let Mr. take risks for me?

Fang Yuan looked at Mr. Zhu's picture, and for a moment didn't know what to say, his heart sank like a thousand catties of boulders.

Okay, okay, okay...

But Mr. Zhu didn't listen carefully to his words. At this time, he saw Fang Yuan, and saw the old deacon rushing to protect Fang Yuan. He already understood what was going on. Wrinkles on his old face spread out layer by layer. He said with a smile: I didn't expect that this time the green talisman turned into the sky and summoned all the disciples to protect you. Okay, okay, that's great...

He said with a sigh: Not long ago, I just received a summons saying that the Qingyang Sect did not want to confront the Demon King of the Southern Wilderness and the Yinshan Sect, and was forced to put you in death row. I was so angry that I wished I could immediately go to the immortal gate to ask for clarification. I encountered the Qingyang Talisman on the way, and I still wanted to come and have a look... It turned out that it was to send you away. Well, this is very good. I don’t need to go to the Qingyang Sect this time!

Xiao Fangyuan, don't be afraid, let me help you break a bloody path...

As the old man said, he suddenly shook his long sword, and was about to move towards the original killer in front again!

I didn't mean that...

Fang Yuan was startled and helpless, and hurriedly grabbed Mr. Zhu, wanting to rush forward by himself, but suddenly, a fairy rope flew over from behind him, wrapped around his body, and bound him tightly, unable to move his hands and feet...

The old deacon, taking advantage of his inattention, directly tied him up.

Let go of me...

Fang Yuan yelled angrily, his heart was extremely annoyed, and he looked at the old deacon with unwilling eyes.

Even Mr. Zhu looked at the old deacon with some puzzlement.

But the old deacon was cold and indifferent: Whether the suzerain is doing right or not depends on how well you do in the future. If you are serious about it, don't let so many people die in vain. Don't forget that so many people died because of you. Let them die worthwhile!

But I...

After hearing this, Fang Yuan had countless things to say in his heart, but he couldn't say it for a while.

Right in front of him at this moment, those Qingyang Sect disciples were rushing from all directions, and rushed towards the Jiuyou Assassin with all their might. Among these people, most of them are not as strong as themselves. They are obviously helpless in the face of the secret technique of Jiuyou Palace displayed by the three Jiuyou Palace envoys. At this time, it is better to say that you are dying than fighting fiercely.

The old deacon obviously understands this truth, but he will not soften his heart...

He has no other way at this time, only if these disciples of the Qingyang Sect die, can they create a way out for Fang Yuan!

However, after observing for a while, he seemed a little desperate.

He couldn't see the flaws of that Yebu at all, and he didn't know how to break this secret technique!

I am afraid that only the elders of the Jindan realm can break this demon law, right?

Catch that Qingyang disciple, let's go!

But at this time, an envoy from Jiuyou Palace saw that the timing was almost the same, so he suddenly gave an order.

As soon as he gave an order, an unknown number of Nine Nether Assassins came rushing towards Fang Yuan.

And that seemingly endless night also slowly enveloped...

Guardian!

Among the disciples of Qingyang Sect, some people yelled loudly and turned their backs desperately to protect Fang Yuan.

But in the face of the Nine Nether Assassins, they looked like candles in the wind. They became torn apart in an instant, and some of them died without knowing how they died. As the darkness covered Fang Yuan's head in the midair, they were all weak. They could only watch Fang Yuan being taken down, but they were powerless to resist.

Go, run for your life...

At this moment, the old deacon also let out a long sigh.

He withdrew the fairy-binding rope on Fang Yuan's body, and then, his sleeves swelled, and a white light shot up above his head, faintly, and following the appearance of this white light, his physical body had already begun to burst, and a terrifying breath emerged...

He is going to...

Fang Yuan suddenly knew the purpose of the old deacon, and his heart couldn't help but twitched violently.

Self-destruct Dao Foundation, break my secret technique?

In mid-air, the voice of the Jiuyou Palace's envoy resounded coldly: It's useless!

This is very simple to say, but it makes people very helpless!

Assassin of the Nine Serenities, the secret technique is so strong, I am afraid that it is really useless for a foundation cultivator to try his best...

But even if it is useless, what can be done?

This is already the last way that old deacon can do...

If he could protect Fang Yuan from escaping, he would naturally do it, but if he couldn't, then he could protect Fang Yuan as far as he could...

boom!

The old deacon suddenly ignited raging flames all over his body. It was tens of feet high, and he turned into a huge fire man, with infinite strength, standing up to the sky, and fiercely attacked the night, the boundless wildfire burned the sky...

But seeing that there were no other people around, Mr. Zhu had no choice but to drag Fang Yuan and quickly back away.

The old deacon's last desperate move did not last long before the secret method of the Nine Nether Palace. The huge burning man smashed his fist into the night, but it didn't have any effect.

Good disciple, with a teacher in front, no one can hurt you...

Mr. Zhu didn't even think about it, so he stood in front of Fang Yuan, raised his long sword, and slashed forward with all his might.

This sword really has no power...

But unexpectedly, a huge hole was suddenly torn open in that piece of night!

Everyone was stunned.

During this vicious fight, there was a moment of dead silence, and then countless gazes raised their heads and looked towards the mid-air.

In the middle of the sky, above the night, a thin and short figure appeared, wearing a huge bamboo hat.

It was him who broke through the night covering the world and prevented the night from wrapping towards Fang Yuan.

who?

After a moment of silence, it was the Jiuyou Palace assassin who reacted first.

Shocked, the three green banners swung at the same time, circling left and right, and rushed towards the black shadow.

At the same time, below them, countless howling sword lights also changed directions and shot towards the black shadow. Those poisonous insects floating in the midair like dark clouds rushed to him like covering the sky and blocking out the sun...

Obviously, the Jiuyou Palace Assassin realized how scary this man was, and decided to get rid of him first.

Sword Rain!

You Yun!

Escape!

Night Cloth!

The four secret techniques of the Nine Nether Assassins flocked towards the person who suddenly appeared in the midair almost simultaneously.

It's too bloody!

The black figure that appeared in mid-air looked down at the battlefield and sighed. Then he shook his head lightly and muttered to himself: The former Jiuyou Palace assassins paid attention to killing people as an art. When did they become so vulgar?

When he said this, the four great secret techniques had already arrived in front of him.

But he let out a low sigh, and suddenly made a mudra with his hands, and read out a long syllable.

I can't understand the meaning of the syllables, but the number of changes is incomparable, and it is ten times or a hundred times faster than human speech.

However, the sound of each word is extremely clear, and each word shakes the void.

Just under this sharp and weird curse sound, the assassins from Jiuyou Palace who swarmed around were suddenly shocked at the same time. Behind the endless sword light, an assassin in green clothes showed his figure. They all covered their ears with all their strength, screamed and fell to the clouds. They all fell down and fell to death on the ground. The poisonous insects like dark clouds also fell in pieces.

Even the curtain that enveloped the night sky was shaken to powder and shattered piece by piece.

And the three Jiuyou Palace Goudu envoys in charge of Qingban felt like they had seen a ghost for an instant.

The fifth form of the Nine Nether Secret Technique...

Crying?

Who are you, how do you know the secret technique of Jiuyou Palace?