Chapter 923: What counts others is what matters to oneself

In a hidden cave tens of thousands of miles away.

An old man in a purple shirt, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, was lying on the bluestone with a gray look, and his breathing was weak.

"It's me... who has caused you trouble..."

The old man's voice was inaudible.

There were two people kneeling in front of him, one of whom had a broken left arm and was covered in blood.

The other had a hole in his chest and was coughing up blood.

Hearing the old man's words, the man with the broken arm laughed and said boldly: "Sect Master, what you said is obvious... An Jiuyang, although he is your disciple, he is also the ancestor of my An family. You can mobilize troops and mobilize people." , joined the Heart-Zhuan League to avenge him, and I, the An family, have not been grateful enough, so how can I say that I am being implicated? To say that I am implicated, it is me, An Jia... who is implicating the Jialan Sect!"

These three people were Qin Fengyun, the leader of the Jialan Sect, and his two sixth-level martial saints, An Fengguo and Fu Nuanyang.

Jialan Sect flew all the way, wanting to go to Ten Thousand Souls Mountain to join the Heart Killing Alliance.

Unexpectedly, he would be attacked by Luan Shen Palace under the Lianxin Family on the way, causing heavy casualties. Even the sect leader Qin Fengyun was seriously injured and was about to die.

"nine Sun……"

A trace of compassion flashed in Qin Fengyun's eyes.

An Jiuyang was once the most talented disciple of Jialan Sect, and he had high hopes for him.

Qin Fengyun even wanted to recommend An Jiuyang to practice in Xingxiu Sea.

Unfortunately, on the way to Xingxiu Sea, An Jiuyang was attacked by the Lianxin family and his body was taken away... and he became their puppet.

This hatred lasts forever.

Qin Fengyun lived his whole life just to avenge his most beloved disciple.

Unfortunately, for the Jialan Sect, the Lianxin Family was a giant, and he was unable to take revenge.

Not to mention him, even Xingxiu Hai couldn't do anything to the Lianxin family.

It was precisely because of this incident that Patriarch Jueyun injured one of the three old demons of the Lianxin family, but in the end, he had no choice but to let it go.

This time, the God of War Sect, who was suspected to be a hidden sect, took the lead and established the Heart-Zhuan Alliance. How could Qin Fengyun be able to hold back and lead the strong men in the sect to join the Alliance at Ten Thousand Souls Mountain.

Unfortunately, it still fell short in the end.

At this time, Fu Nuanyang, the Martial Saint whose chest was penetrated, suddenly said: "Sect Master, can the Jiuyang Divine Art left behind by Senior Brother Jiuyang be passed on to Junior Brother An? It would be enough to fulfill Brother Jiuyang's wish."

Hearing this, An Fengguo couldn't help but stare, blaming Fu Nuanyang for being troublesome.

Qin Fengyun slowly opened his eyes, and said with a helpless smile: "Now, I won't hide it from you. Jiuyang Magic was actually not created by Jiuyang, but was passed down by a great master. Without his permission, it cannot be Pass it on to anyone, not even future generations..."

"Don't say that I don't know this set of skills. Even if I know it, I can't go against Jiuyang's will and pass the skills to others..."

An Fengguo couldn't help but be startled.

Ancestor An Jiuyang is most famous for two things. One is to obtain the qualification to join the Xingxiu Sea, and the other is to realize the invincible Jiuyang Magic.

Now the sect leader actually said that the Jiuyang Divine Art was not created by An Jiuyang?

Fu Nuanyang was also stunned. After a long while, he asked with an expression of disbelief: "Sect Master, are you serious about this?"

Qin Fengyun's aura had become extremely weak, and he sighed and said: "If this were not the case, how could our Jialan Sect have no successors? It was not until you and Feng Guo rose up that we had two more sixth-level martial saints?"

Hearing this, An Fengguo fell silent.

After a moment of silence, Fu Nuanyang slowly stood up from the ground.

"Senior Brother Fu?"

An Fengguo looked at Fu Nuanyang with a hint of doubt. However, at this moment, a sinister vulture laughed from outside the cave.

"I just said that a small sect like Jialan Sect cannot possess such a heaven-defying skill as the Nine Yang Divine Art... Now, can we kill this old guy?"

There was a flash of light and shadow, and a figure appeared in the cave.

After seeing who was coming, An Fengguo stood up, pulled out his spiritual weapon and stood in front of Qin Fengyun. He gritted his teeth and uttered four words: "Demon Saint of Chaos!"

Luan Tian Demon Saint, one of the two seventh-level martial saints in Luan Shen Palace.

It was he who attacked and injured the sect leader Qin Fengyun, and then killed the Jialan Sect until it was almost wiped out.

Qin Fengyun, who saw this scene, sighed slightly: "When Jiuyang was still alive, he said that Nuanyang, you kid, had evil intentions, but I still didn't believe it. Now, the facts have proved that I was indeed mistaken, and that's right. You... leak the route of our Jialan Sect to Luan Shen Palace."

An Fengguo couldn't believe his ears and looked at Fu Nuanyang in shock.

Fu Nuanyang's expression was complicated, and he couldn't tell whether he was regretful or annoyed. He finally nodded and said: "It's all my fault, sect leader, for not telling me the truth. If I had known that Jialan Sect did not have the true inheritance of Nine Yang Divine Art... I wouldn't have done it either. Choose betrayal!"

He had asked Qin Fengyun for the Nine Yang Divine Art many times, but was rejected every time, so he felt resentful and betrayed the Jialan Sect.

In the end, he got such a result, which inevitably made him feel a little mixed.

"You beast!"

An Fengguo's eyes widened with anger and he wished he could eat Fu Nuanyang alive.

Fu Nuanyang continued nonchalantly: "If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth! As soon as the three ancestors of the Lianxin family arrive, that bullshit War God Sect will be wiped out. I just don't want to accompany you to death!"

Chaotic Demon Saint watched this scene with great interest, with a smile on his lips.

He just likes to watch the "good guys" scheming and deceiving each other. This is much more fun than the bad guys showing their intrigues.

Qin Fengyun looked at Demon Saint Luantian with an indifferent expression, and said coldly: "Luantian, believe it or not, even if I die, I can still seriously hurt you..."

The tiger is in danger when it falls.

Even though Qin Fengyun is dying, he is still a seventh-level martial saint.

The corners of Luantian Demon Saint's mouth curled up slightly, and he said with full of sarcasm: "Really? The man named Fu, kill him... Otherwise, you and your entire Fu family will leave no one behind..."

As he said that, he turned his playful eyes to Fu Nuanyang.

Fu Nuanyang's body stiffened.

The rabbit is dead and the dog is cooked!

The Chaotic Demon Saint is not kidding.

Qin Fengyun, the seventh-level martial saint, has been seriously injured, and his little sixth-level martial saint does not have much use value.

Casting a sinister look at Luantian Demon Saint, Fu Nuanyang could only pull out the spiritual sword with a clang.

"you wanna die!"

An Fengguo was furious and faced him with his sword.

clang!

Knives collide with swords.

An Fengguo's tall body was instantly knocked away.

His injury was real, but Fu Nuanyang's injury was fake, so he was naturally no match.

"Sect Master, I'm sorry, I just want to survive."

Fu Nuanyang took a few steps forward, swung his sword downwards, and struck Qin Fengyun.

Qin Fengyun closed his eyes in pain.

After all, he didn't use his last bit of strength to kill the traitor.

Buzz!

The moment Fu Nuanyang's sword light fell, suddenly, a black hand exuding a putrid smell stood in front of the two of them, and actually grabbed the falling blade.

"Heavenly Corpse!"

The Chaotic Demon Saint's pupils suddenly shrank.

boom!

Another black fist punched out. Before Fu Nuanyang could figure out the situation or even react, his head was shattered by the punch.

The headless corpse shook, and finally fell down weakly.

The man most greedy for life and afraid of death became the first to die in the cave.

The Chaotic Demon Saint seemed to realize something and hurriedly ran out of the cave.

The corpse is Chulan.

According to rumors, the seventh-level heavenly corpse has been trapped in Ten Thousand Souls Mountain and fell into the hands of the God of War Sect?

The appearance of Tianzhi Chulan means that the terrifying man has also arrived.

Zheng!

The moment the Chaotic Demon Saint fled toward the cave entrance, the sound of swords sounded.

The green dragon roared and its claws opened to the sky.

The formless gods and Buddhas were killed, the green dragon was broken...

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