Chapter 39: A piece of bamboo leaf is enough.

Three days passed in a flash, Fang Yu spent three days either making tea or fishing.

He was not prepared for a bit of nervousness.

In the Sword Valley, Lin Wan looked at the Sword Valley from afar.

Fu Xueyun stood in the Sword Valley.

The discussion of many onlookers made Lin Wan very nervous.

"I said that the owner of the Sword Valley would not come. What if he killed the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord? He took advantage of the weakness of the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord."

Another great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage stroked his beard and spoke slowly.

"If I were there at that time, I would definitely kill the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord with my sword."

"Fu Xueyun is still too strong. Coming here is almost like sending himself to death. Besides, the sword cultivator has no relationship with the Wood Spirit Sect. Why did he come to mess up the water?"

Most of these cultivators did not believe that Fang Yu would come.

In their opinion, Fu Xueyun obviously wanted to use the Sword Valley Master to establish his authority, and if he came, he might be in danger of his life.

"Nonsense! That senior will definitely come."

A female voice sounded, interrupting the discussion.

It was Lin Wan, who clenched her fists at this time, exuding a fearless aura.

Facing these Yuanying Jindan-stage cultivators, she was not afraid as she was in the Foundation Establishment stage.

Several great cultivators were confronted by Lin Wan, and their eyes were instantly unfriendly.

"Little girl, do you really think that your Mu Ling Sect can still be saved?"

"Let's put it this way, there are less than a handful of people in the Southern Wilds who can win against Fu Xueyun, and even if they can win, they may not be willing to offend him."

What the cultivator said was indeed true. If there was no 100% certainty of killing, ordinary cultivators would not provoke Fu Xueyun.

After all, everyone basically had a sect, disciples, relatives and friends.

No one can bear it if Fu Xueyun takes revenge later.

After listening to what several people said, Lin Wan clenched her hands tightly.

Is that senior really not coming?

At this time, the Sword Valley is coming.

Fu Xueyun frowned.

"Three days have passed. It seems that the owner of the Sword Valley is not going to save you, or he is afraid of me, hahahaha."

Fu Xueyun laughed very arrogantly, and his tone was full of disdain.

........

At this time.

In the bamboo forest residence, Fang Yu stood up from the lake and stretched.

Su Xiaoxiao came over.

"Master, didn't you promise Lin Wan to fight that demon cultivator?"

Su Xiaoxiao happened to be next to Lin Wan when she came.

She naturally knew this.

And she also wanted to go to the scene to see the master and the demon cultivator fight.

Beat that demon cultivator to pieces.

Fang Yu looked.

Ye Junlan and Gu Miaoer also looked at him.

They were also very curious.

Some even wanted to go and watch.

Seeing that the disciples liked to join in the fun so much.

Fang Yu was helpless.

"Who said I want to go."

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly said in surprise:

"Master, do you want to break the contract? You have promised Lin Wan."

Before Su Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she cried out in pain.

Fang Yu flicked her snow-white and smooth forehead.

Then he looked in the distance, in the direction of the Sword Valley, where a man was shouting arrogantly.

"Why show up to kill people?"

Su Xiaoxiao was full of confusion.

"Then how to kill?"

Fang Yu casually picked a piece of bamboo leaf from the bamboo forest.

He gently rubbed it in his hand.

At the beginning, these bamboo forests absorbed the medicinal power of the Xuanling Immortal Grass and spent so many years under the nourishment of the top-grade spirit stone.

Its grade is only considered a third-grade spirit material.

Fang Yu didn't answer, and threw the bamboo leaf in his hand.

The bamboo leaf instantly turned into a stream of light and flew towards the direction of the Wood Spirit Sect.

Su Xiaoxiao and Ye Junlan were stunned.

"Master, will this work?"

Su Xiaoxiao and Ye Junlan were both full of question marks.

Fang Yu didn't answer, and continued fishing.

They were going to see what the result would be.

.....

On the other side, at the Sword Valley.

Few people among the crowd believed that the owner of the Sword Valley would come.

This made everyone feel a little regretful, and they still wanted to see the style of this sword cultivator.

But his strength did not allow it.

After Fu Xueyun smiled, he looked at the captives of the Wood Spirit Sect behind him.

A trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

"If you want to blame someone, blame the sword cultivator for not wanting to save you, hahahaha."

As he said, Fu Xueyun raised his palm and prepared to kill these people from the Wood Spirit Sect.

After all, he is a principled and trustworthy person.

Since he said that if the other party didn't come, he would kill the people of Mu Lingzong, he must do it.

Looking at the demon in front of him.

The eyes of the people of Mu Lingzong turned gray.

The leader Lin Yucheng said bitterly:

"Everyone, we can only meet again in the next life."

Wang Shouren burst into tears.

Why, when their Mu Lingzong was just about to rise, they had to encounter such a catastrophe.

Is it true that their Mu Lingzong really has no hope?

The other members of Mu Lingzong also looked ashen.

They were captured by the demon and their cultivation was sealed. They waited here for three days.

During the three days, they had hope, but at this moment, their hope was shattered.

That senior didn't come.

Maybe that senior was also defeated.

Lin Yucheng looked at the sky in the distance with a complicated look.

This matter is not to blame others.

It's just that they are too weak.

Strength is still the king after all.

Fu Xueyun looked at everyone's frightened look, and he took a breath of satisfaction.

"Long time no see, the smell of fear."

As he spoke, he raised his hand.

A giant palm with magic flames was now in mid-air, slamming down heavily.

The monks watching nearby sighed.

I don’t know whether they sighed because they couldn’t see the sword cultivator, or whether they were sad because these innocent people suffered an unreasonable disaster.

Lin Wan clenched her fists tightly, not even noticing that her nails dug into her flesh.

A drop of blood slipped from her fingertips and fell to the ground.

Suddenly she saw a green light piercing the sky in front of her.

Many monks also saw it.

They couldn't believe it.

The swords they wore groaned.

It seems to be welcoming the return of the king.

"How can it be possible!"

The faces of the monks who were watching were full of shock.

In the Sword Valley, Lin Yucheng sat slumped on the ground with a lifeless face. A giant palm on his head suppressed him.

His whole body was under unparalleled pressure, which made him feel suffocated.

The giant palm was only an inch away from him.

It can kill him in an instant.

녊At this moment, Lin Yucheng suddenly saw a green light streaking across the sky, heading towards Fu Xueyun with boundless power.

Lin Yucheng's eyes flashed with light for an instant.

Fu Xueyun also felt it.

He felt a feeling like a light on his back, and his spiritual sense jumped.

He felt the breath of death.

No!

Fu Xueyun thought and turned around suddenly.

Seeing him was the most unforgettable scene in my life.

A piece of green bamboo leaf flew towards him from a distance with a sword light.

He wanted to hide, but found that he seemed to be locked.

The fear of having nowhere to hide will be covered in blood.

His whole body even started to tremble.

No!

No!

Fu Xueyun roared in his heart, then burned his blood essence and condensed a shield to block the sudden bamboo leaf.

The moment the shield was raised, Zhuye came to Fu Xueyun's eyes.

One end of the bamboo leaf touched his shield.

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