C1250 Xuanyuan
There was another chapter before ten o'clock!
In front of Prince Consort's residence!
"Yes!"
Just as Lu Yuan was using his own blood as a guide and the laws of heaven as his blood oath, an eye larger than ever slowly appeared in the air above the Xianyang City.
The one-eyed man, who was previously emotionless, now gave people an illusion.
When they successfully completed the blood oath, the gazes with which they looked at Lu Yuan seemed to reveal a trace of gratification and satisfaction.
Once the blood oath was completed, the eye slowly hid itself, causing the thirty odd A peerless Martial Saint s and dozens of quasi-Martial Emperor s to secretly sigh in relief.
"Senior Martial Brother Lu!"
They mistakenly thought that Lu Yuan had guessed through his intentions to destroy the natural magic tool and did not suspect the existence of the Tower Spirit that was taking a risk to expose him.
Therefore, when he saw Lu Yuan immediately protect his blood oath, Yu Haoran immediately felt a warm feeling in his heart, and lightly shouted with eyes slightly reddened.
Keeping the tears in his eyes, Lu Yuan chuckled to Yu Haoran, and then appeared in front of Jian Yuan in a flash.
As the Heavenly Sword that had 30% luck with the sword, and with the protection of the Ancient Divine Artifact Xuanyuan Sword, Lu Yuan knew that he could defeat Jian Ying, but could not kill him.
And since Yu Haoran dared to destroy his Intrinsic Sword, which could help him advance into a Divine Equipment, and had the protection of a mysterious expert, he definitely had a method to kill Jian Ying.
Therefore, Lu Yuan knew that what he needed to do was to stop the Vice Sect Leader Jian Yuan from interfering in the battle between Yu Haoran and Jian Ying.
"Lu Yuan, what are you doing?" Seeing Lu Yuan pointing the sword at him, Jian Yuan shouted with a gloomy face.
"Vice Sect Leader, I won't budge if you don't move!"
It was as if the blood oath melted Lu Yuan's cold personality, making him the same as Yu Haoran, who liked to face his opponent with a faint smile on his face.
"Lu Yuan, could it be that you want to betray the Skysword Sect and become a traitor that everyone despises?" The tightly clenched fists of Jian Yuan gritted as he threatened.
"In order to nurture a disciple who has no respect for his elders, who is arrogant and ignorant, depriving the entire sect of nearly seventy percent of all its disciples' treatment, how could I, Lu Yuan, betray such a heartless and unjust sect!" Facing the threat of the sword essence, Lu Yuan arrogantly struck back.
"You!"
Facing Lu Yuan's haughty retaliation, Sword Yuan was so angry that he did not know what to say.
Although Lu Yuan was a disciple of the Skysword Sect, his own talent in the way of martial arts and sword could be said to be rather outstanding. He was only second to Jian Ying, who had just activated her talent in the way of the sword.
Furthermore, a while ago, he seemed to have obtained a fortuitous encounter, which not only caused his cultivation to reach the limit of the peak of the ninth stage of Martial Saint, but also caused the might of his sword technique to break through his Martial Saint Realm.
Therefore, even though the sword origin was the vice sect master of the Skysword Sect, with a cultivation at the third level of Quasi-Martial Saint, it was still far from being Lu Yuan's match.
"Yuan'er!" Jian Yu who had appeared beside Lu Yuan in a flash shouted with a kind expression.
"Master, I'm sorry. Other than the obsessed Sword Truth, there's more important people that Yuan'er needs to protect." Looking at the silver-haired Jian Yu, Lu Yuan blamed himself guiltily.
"Yuan'er, not only will I respect your decision, I will also accompany you in upholding your blood oath." He reached out and caressed Lu Yuan's head, and as though opening a shackle, Jian Yu said those words with a strong sense of self-confidence.
"Jian Yu, could it be that you also want to betray the Skysword Sect?" Hearing Jian Yu's encouragement, Jian Yuan's face darkened as he asked.
The life sword that instantly appeared in his hand, was pointed straight at the sword Yuan's eyebrows, Jian Yu used his actions to indicate his attitude and choice.
Seeing that Lu Yuan and Jian Yu had finally escaped the restraints of the sect and taken the initiative to block the sword Yuan which would help him save Jian Ying at any time, Yu Haoran did not regret his decision to destroy the life sword.
After that, his gaze landed on the panicking Jian Ying, who laughed coldly as he roared.1
"Jian Ying, die!"
Although Xuanyuan Sword's recognition of him as master had completely awakened Jian Ying's Heavenly Sword's body, and was supported by the sword aura, the time he took to cultivate using the Heavenly Sword's body was too short, he was currently only at the peak of the eighth stage of Martial King.
As a result, after Yu Haoran let out a roar, he did not immediately use a rod technique to attack, he only informed the artifact spirit about the length of the staff.
"Protector Xuanyuan!" Just as the white staff was about to reach his head, and the might of the Zun Stage High Rank staff was about to cause Jian Ying's body to show traces of a crack, he could not help but shout out loud.
"Ai!"
Accompanied by a light sigh, a middle-aged man clad in a nine-clawed purple dragon robe, whose entire body gave off an aura of an emperor, appeared in front of Jian Ying.
After waving his hand to help Jian Ying block the might emitted by the Zun Stage High Rank Staff, the purple-robed man looked at Yu Haoran with a complicated expression.
No, to be more precise, he looked at the Tower Spirit in Yu Haoran's sea of consciousness.
"Xuanyuan, do you dare to say anything in this region?" Tower Spirit, who was also looking at Xuanyuan Wentian through his sea of consciousness, used his divine sense to smile and invite him.
"The Domain Pagoda is its own realm and your Tower Spirit is its ruler. Although I, Xuanyuan, am arrogant, I am not ignorant." Facing the Tower Spirit's invitation, Xuanyuan also rejected it with a smile.
"Xuanyuan, neither of us will interfere. How about we allow the two young ones to settle their own grudges?" With regards to Xuan Yuan rejecting his invitation, Tower Spirit did not mind in the slightest and continued to propose.
"Tower Spirit, you have changed!"
"In the past, you were kind and kind, and could make us treasures of the primal chaos believe you. But now, not only are you cunning and ever-changing, you're also starting to like using tricks." In the face of Tower Spirit's suggestion, Xuanyuan Wentian said with a bit of surprise.
Following that, his gaze swept across Yu Haoran, and a look of praise flashed past his eyes, but his tone was filled with anger as he continued.
"Tower Spirit, the young man you are protecting not only possesses the high-grade Spirit Weapon, Berserk God's Rod, which was left behind by the Neogene period Giant. His mental state, physical body, elemental energy, and soul power have all broken through his Martial Saint Realm."
"And the young man that I, Xuanyuan, am protecting, is only a low-level warrior who is at the peak of the eighth stage of Martial King."
"You were killed by two youths whose cultivations and strength were worlds apart. Your sinister intentions are comparable to Black Yellow's."
"Xuanyuan, shut up. Don't compare my Tower Spirit with Xuan Huang. I'm not as sinister and cunning as you think." In the face of Xuanyuan's misunderstanding, the Tower Spirit immediately berated.
"Aren't you!" Glancing at the Tower Spirit with eyes filled with disdain, Xuanyuan Feng asked back with a cold smile.
"Xuanyuan, the Jian Ying you're protecting, is a Heavenly Sword with a 30% increase in luck of the way of the sword. Any normal sword technique that you're using can reach the level of a Heaven Ranked Sword Technique."
Taking a deep breath, Tower Spirit said to Jian Ying who was behind Xuanyuan, as she suppressed the rage that was stirred up by Xuanyuan.
"Therefore, the difference in strength between the two of them is not as big as you think. Jian Ying has the strength to challenge Yu Haoran."
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