Chapter 59: Long Memory

"Jinghong Divine Sword Art?"

Cao Ran frowned, thinking uneasily.

He held the cauldron high with one hand and cast a spell quickly with the other. The rolling black gas surrounded him, forming the might of a tornado, rolling the lake water to the sky. As the maximum diameter of the black gas tornado exceeded five feet, the lakeside darkened, as if it was about to step into the night.

On the dim lake, Fang Wang became the most dazzling existence, his golden scales and white feathers fluttered violently, and thirty-six swords had condensed around him.

With the thirty-six swords of Jinghong plus the real fighting skills, Fang Wang's momentum has reached its peak. Facing Cao Ran, who was at the fifth level of the Xuanxin Realm, he was not at all inferior, and even suppressed Cao Ran faintly.

Cao Ran gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, and suddenly pointed the cauldron towards Fang Wang. The violent black gas tornado rushed towards Fang Wang with the momentum of Pingshan, and the lake water was scattered like a rainstorm, like a river pouring down from the sky.

Almost at the same time, Fang Wang thrust his sword forward, and thirty-six swords came out at the same time, quickly merging into a huge sword energy, killing towards the black gas tornado that covered the sky and the sun, evaporating the rainstorm along the way.

Boom!

The thirty-six swords of Jinghong forcefully dispersed the black gas tornado. Cao Ran held the tripod with both hands. Under his gaze, the majestic black wind in front of him suddenly dispersed, and an extremely dazzling huge sword energy rushed towards him.

Cao Ran was so shocked that he raised the big tripod to resist. He only felt an irresistible huge force hitting his natal treasure spirit.

"It's so powerful... If I were just an ordinary fifth-level Xuanxin Realm, I'm afraid my natal treasure spirit would be shattered in an instant..."

Cao Ran gritted his teeth and thought, he tried his best, but was still forced to retreat, his arms were shaking.

He retreated dozens of feet above the lake, even though the veins on his neck were bulging, he still couldn't stop the terrible power of the thirty-six swords of Jinghong.

Suddenly!

He felt a chill running up his spine, and he turned his head subconsciously to see Fang Wang appear behind him at some point, looking down at him, holding the sword emitting white light in his hand.

Fang Wang had no expression on his face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He swung his sword and Cao Ran dodged immediately, but he was still slow to react to the attack from both sides. The sword energy cut through his robe and slashed diagonally on his chest, causing blood to spurt out.

Boom!

In Xiao Zi's eyes, Fang Wang slashed Cao Ran from the air with one sword, and with a splash, Cao Ran fell into the lake, and his blood was still spilling in the air.

After Cao Ran fell into the lake, his big tripod followed and fell into the lake.

Fang Wang swooped down and broke into the lake, and the water splashed up.

Xiao Zi watched nervously by the lake. Because he couldn't see the situation at the bottom of the lake clearly, he couldn't help but sweat for Fang Wang. He didn't question Fang Wang's strength, but was afraid that Cao Ran would play tricks.

Three breaths later.

The lake surface suddenly exploded, and two figures quickly jumped out and smashed directly on the grass by the lake, dragging a seven-zhang long gully trace. Xiao Zi turned his head and saw Fang Wang stepping on Cao Ran, holding the Tianhong Sword in his right hand and inserting it into Cao Ran's chest. Cao Ran held the white light blade with both hands, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his arms were trembling.

Fang Wang only used his right hand to hold the Tianhong Sword in reverse. He increased his strength expressionlessly and even twisted the hilt.

At this moment, the fighting spirit in his eyes fell into Cao Ran's eyes as cold murderous intent.

Cao Ran was unable to push Fang Wang away. His spiritual power was concentrated on his palms. If it weren't for the help of spiritual power, his palms would have been cut off by the Tianhong Sword.

The Rainbow Sword stirred his chest, causing him great pain. He suddenly saw nine sword shapes condensed out of thin air behind Fang Wang, frightening him so much that his pupils dilated.

"Wait! I am not your enemy!"

Fang Wang ignored him, and the nine sword shapes behind him suddenly rushed towards Cao Ran, swooping down and passing over Fang Wang's cheek.

"Zhou Xue!"

Cao Ran hurriedly called out, and before he finished speaking, the nine sword shapes stopped, one of which was less than three centimeters away from his face.

At this moment, Cao Ran felt that he was dead.

The cold light in Fang Wang's eyes dissipated,

and recovered clarity. If he had not cultivated the heart of fighting, he would not have had time to stop at such a distance.

This is the power of the heart of fighting. Putting aside distracting thoughts, only the will to fight remains. It is not a paranoid state similar to being possessed by a demon, but a will to fight under absolute rationality, so when he heard the word Zhou Xue, he immediately stopped.

After entering the state of fighting true skill, he felt that everything was slow, and this feeling was very subtle.

Fang Wang did not let go, looking down at him, asking with his eyes, nine sword shapes suspended in front of him, the sharpness made his face hurt.

Cao Ran took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said: "Zhou Xue asked me to test you, afraid that you are too arrogant, and wanted me to teach you a lesson, so that you will remember it..."

Speaking of this, he was very depressed.

I thought it was a refreshing thing to bully the younger generation, but I didn't expect that I almost died...

He really wanted to ask Zhou Xue, do you want Fang Wang to remember it, or do you want me to remember it?

Fang Wang frowned and asked: "Aren't you from the Jinxiao Sect?"

Cao Ran coughed and said: "It's come to this, and I won't hide it from you. Two years ago, Zhou Xue joined the Jinxiao Sect and rescued me from the sealed place, so I owe her a life. Don't spread this matter, otherwise it will affect her actions in Taiyuanmen."

Fang Wang's face became strange.

Zhou Xue joined the Jinxiao Sect...

Damn!

From the deputy head of Taiyuan Sect to his clansmen, are they all undercover agents?

Fang Wang drew out the Tianhong Sword and slowly retreated. Cao Ran stood up and sat cross-legged to meditate. He began to practice Qigong to heal his wounds. His chest was bloody and blood was pouring out.

"You are really amazing... This is the first time I have seen a genius like you. Looking at the seven countries' cultivation world, I guess only the legendary geniuses can compare with you..."

Cao Yan lamented that the feeling of surviving the disaster was so damn exciting that his heart was still beating violently.

Fang Wang thought about it carefully and realized that Cao Yan must not have lied to him. If his enemies found him, he would not be able to make up such an excuse between life and death.

What's more, he has never dealt with the Jinxiao Sect at all.

"Can you tell me about the Jinxiao Sect? Why did Zhou Xue join the Jinxiao Sect?" Fang Wang asked.

Cao Yan shook his head slightly and said: "Sorry, I can't say, she doesn't want you to get involved with the Jinxiao Sect. The Jinxiao Sect is not a kind person, and what the Jinxiao Sect is planning will sooner or later become the enemy of the world."

When Fang Wang heard this, he didn't ask further questions. Instead, he turned around and left without saying anything:

"Let's go as soon as you recover from your injuries."

Looking at Fang Wang's back, Cao Yan hesitated to speak.

Why doesn't this kid look like a young man? Is he really less than twenty years old?

Cao Yan didn't have the courage to stop Fang Wang. For the first time, he was afraid of a junior.

Forget it, recuperate and run away soon!

Back at the lake, Fang Wang was meditating and breathing in his energy. Xiao Zi followed him and came closer, keeping his eyes fixed on Cao Beard, for fear that Cao Beard would make a sneak attack.

Xiao Zi didn't say anything, just stayed beside Fang Wang and stared at Cao Beard.

Until evening, Cao Yan said goodbye and left. During the flight, he was still bleeding and very embarrassed.

"Sir, do we want to change places?" Xiao Zi asked softly.

Fang Wang admired the dusk and said, "No need, the scenery here is quite good."

He is no match for the fifth level of the Xuanxin Realm. There is no need for him to run anymore. He will just practice hard and wait for the end of the half-year period.

Recently, he has been thinking about whether he should travel around the world in the future, find a secluded place to practice, and open up a cave that truly belongs to him.

His cave in Taiyuanmen belongs to the sect after all, and as he becomes stronger and stronger, who knows if Lu Yuanjun will use tricks.

Guangqiu Xian is an existence in the Concentration Realm!

He is very strong now, but not so strong that he can ignore Taiyuan Sect.

His philosophy is to always hide something, at least not to let others know how strong he is.

Xiao Zi looked at him, and then followed his gaze to the lake. The setting sun reflected the lake with sparkling light, and the backs of the person and the snake gradually darkened.

…

On the cliff, Zhou Xue stood facing the wind. She was wearing a bamboo hat and a veil covering her face.

Cao Yan stood next to her, his body covered with white cloth, looking very embarrassed, and his slightly dark face showed signs of paleness.

After he recounted his battle with Fang Wang, he couldn't help but cough.

"Your tribe is simply a monster. It's good now. I haven't healed my old wounds and have added new ones. Don't let me do anything for you in the next twenty years, no, fifty years!" Cao Yan resented. He said, unable to hide the emotion in his tone.

Zhou Xue was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed. She said softly: "He always surprises me. This time I really underestimated him. King Cao Tian, ​​I will make it up to you and help you recover from your injury as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Cao Yan's eyes lit up and he asked: "Seriously?"

"Well, after the Great Sage Cave incident is over, I will rush to the north with the Demon Lord, and then I can pick a ten thousand-year-old jade bone ice lotus for you." Zhou Xue replied.

When Cao Yan heard this, he immediately smiled and said: "With the help of the leader, I am naturally relieved, but then again, where has the leader gone? Three years after the establishment of the sect, when will the positions of the four guardian kings be selected?"