The rise of the sect: I am the most enduring child in the world of immortality

"Dead, just died so easily?"

The Blood-Robed Immortal was so powerful, but no one expected that he would die in Ye Yang's hands like this.

Everyone was a little stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

They knew that this Ye Hall Master was a legend.

He was a master of both sword and knife, and a third-level water alchemist.

In addition, he was the second on the current Yalongling Hidden Dragon List.

Although everyone overestimated him, no one expected that he could be so powerful.

Even a strong man like the Blood-Robed Immortal died in his hands.

"He died just like that!"

Someone from Feitianmen murmured to himself, his voice full of shock, and then the voice became louder and louder, and everyone's face showed horror.

"Is he really just a warrior?"

"This Blood-Robed Immortal should be the Blood-Robed Marquis Kou Chong, who was called the 'Second Evil Blood King' together with the Blood Sea Immortal of the Blood Bone Cult, and was far beyond the reach of ordinary real person realm masters."

"Now he was killed by Ye Yang."

After this battle, no matter what, the reputation of this master of both sword and knife will spread throughout the world again.

After all, with the cultivation of the warrior realm, he defeated the strong man of the real person realm.

This is far more legendary than the second place on the Hidden Dragon List, the sword and the sword.

Although the Blood-clothed Real Person had been severely injured by Bie Huanghun and the Scaled Demon Elephant, he was able to cut off the head of the Blood-clothed Real Person with one sword before the Blood-clothed Real Person could react.

His strength is beyond doubt.

The people in Feitian Gate were noisy and talking, looking at Ye Yang outside the formation with excitement.

Ye Yang looked at the body of the Blood-clothed Real Person calmly.

He knew that although he cut off the opponent's head in this battle, it was not an easy victory.

Before, he used the Thirteen Swords of Time to kill the Red-haired Ghost General, and he had suffered a backlash. His face was old, his skin was wrinkled, and even his cultivation potential was damaged.

And his black hair became extremely pale, without any light, and each strand was like silver thread. Within a day, his hair became completely white.

This was the first time Ye Yang felt the horror of the power of time acting on himself.

He felt weak all over, his blood was flowing backwards, and for a moment, it seemed that his youth was taken away, and he seemed to have really become a dying old man.

He killed the Blood-Robed Immortal with one sword, and now he forced the spiritual power in his body to strike with all his strength, causing his body to reach its limit.

Even though he had a deep foundation in cultivation, he had a splitting headache at this moment and felt that he was about to fall.

However, he did not regret it.

Because he knew that if he did not take action, relying on the strength of the Blood-Robed Immortal and the Red-Haired Ghost General.

Neither Feitianmen nor Taoanfang City would survive.

"Second brother, are you okay?"

At this time, a crisp voice sounded, and Bie Huanghun looked at him and came over to support him.

And Wang Xijing and others also opened the formation and brought various spiritual medicines and pills from the mountain gate of Feitianmen, with a caring look on their faces.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, brother."

Ye Yang smiled slightly, but a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Perhaps this is the meaning of the sect and fellow Taoists.

When you face difficulties and challenges, there will always be people around you who support and care about you.

If Bie Huanghun hadn't come this time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ye Yang endured the discomfort in his body, clasped his fists, and said.

"Thank you for your help, brother. Feitianmen is grateful."

Bie Huanghun shook his head.

"There is no need to say more about the brotherhood between you and me. Back then, you traveled thousands of miles to plan a breakthrough for me. Now I travel through mountains and rivers and take risks to help you. This is what I should do."

This matter was over, and the world was shocked.

What shocked the world even more was the Dayun Dynasty Zhuxian Army that came to attack Feitianmen.

At the same time, they were attacked by the Blue Water Demon King and the Black Water Demon King of Nihai Xiefan.

With the death of the two commanders in the realm of real people, the remnants of the Eastern Zhuxian Army were unable to resist at all, suffered heavy losses, and were soon forced back to the Tongtian River.

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"How is it possible?"

"Blood-robed Immortal was beheaded by Ye Yang, the master of both swords and knives. It is really ridiculous."

In the capital of the Great Fortune Dynasty, a stone caused a thousand waves.

In a luxurious restaurant, this news came, and there was an uproar in the restaurant.

Everyone was talking about this unprecedented event.

Even though there are countless masters in the Great Fortune Dynasty, the strong people in the Realm of Immortals are also the ancestors of a region, belonging to the real high-level.

Many princes and marquises are only at this level.

In the noisy crowd, a young man sat quietly.

He looked at the sky with deep eyes, without speaking, and his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the mist of time and see the thrilling scene.

"This Ye Yang, who is a master of both sword and knife, is probably at the state of half-step immortal."

"He has comprehended the world, and his heart and mind are in harmony. He is only one step away from breaking through to the realm of immortal."

"No matter what, he must not be allowed to continue to break through."

"There are many strong men in the realm of half-step immortal in the world, but I have never seen anyone who can defeat an immortal like this. Besides, the Blood-clothed Immortal is not an ordinary immortal."

The man muttered to himself, and the next moment he seemed to think of something, turned into a flash of lightning, shook the sky, and disappeared on the spot.

...

Three thousand miles away.

This is the base camp of the Eastern Zhuxian Army.

Many cultivators, either driving giant ships, sailing on the blue sea, or driving flying boats, shuttling between the clouds, with war flags fluttering, iron-blooded and incomparable.

Many monks exuded a powerful aura, like bright stars, each shining with a unique light.

An old man with pale hair and beard, looking majestic, stood on a mountain top and looked up.

His eyes were deep, and the breeze blew his hair slightly. Even the huge ship behind him seemed not as tall as his body.

Suddenly he seemed to sense something, and a trace of pain appeared in his eyebrows. His eyebrows jumped, and there was a bad premonition coming from the dark.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he raised his head and looked up at the sky.

"Strange, after following His Majesty to pacify the world, I haven't had this special feeling for many years. I don't know how the battle between Xueyi and Guishuai this time is going."

He stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers, only to feel that the heavenly secrets were disordered, and it seemed unpredictable.

After a while, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

And following closely behind was a sacred and sharp edge, extremely sharp.

A huge finger came down from the clouds, surrounded by countless sharp blade lights, and instantly shattered the white clouds.

Crossing the entire huge sky, a finger thrust forward, and sonic booms were everywhere, like the most dazzling fireworks in the world.

"How dare you! You dare to sneak attack my Zhuxian Army."

The old man's eyes widened with anger, and his body moved, without any movement, he raised his palm and lightly hit the sky.

"Swish!" A light sound.

The old man's palm and the light collided hard, and a whirlwind blew in the void, the white clouds were torn apart, and the sharp sound pierced people's eardrums.

"Who are you? Why did you attack my Zhuxian Army?"

The old man asked in a deep voice, his eyes like lightning.

"Haha, old thing, don't you even recognize me? You chased me for thousands of miles back then, and today is the time for my revenge!"

The man sneered repeatedly, his voice full of hatred and resentment.

The breaths of the two collided in the air, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, forming a whirlwind, rolling up the clouds, and the sky gradually darkened.

"I'll let you go for now, but I'll have to ask for your advice later."

After saying that, the man laughed a few times and disappeared into the sky again.

"General, it's bad. The Blood-Robed Marquis and the Red-Haired Ghost Marshal are dead."

The old man was thinking about the identity of the man. The man didn't really want to do anything, but seemed to be interfering with him on purpose.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"Dead?"

The old man seemed to have not expected this news, and his eyes were full of surprise. He turned around and saw a soldier in golden armor slowly approaching.

"Who can kill both of them at the same time?"

"There should be no real person in the Feitian Sect, and both Blood-Robed Marquis and the Ghost Marshal are not ordinary real person strongmen, how could this be possible."

After saying this, he finally knew where the uneasiness in his heart came from.

But he knew that since the news could be passed to him, it meant that the two people might have really met with an accident.

"He is a junior in the realm of warriors."

"Warrior realm? How is that possible?"

He shook his head, as if he didn't dare to believe it.

The golden-armored soldier continued to speak.

"This man has achieved this with the help of the combat power of a Dan-transforming monster beast under his seat."

"Dan-transforming monster beast? There are many wild mountains in Yalongling, and there are countless monsters. It is not surprising that there are Dan-transforming monster beasts."

"But monster beasts have always been ferocious. It is rare that this man can control a Dan-transforming monster beast with the cultivation of a warrior."

"That man, the Marshal has also heard of... Ye Yang, who is both a sword and a knife master."

"It's him!"

Hearing this name, the old man was slightly startled, and then frowned.

Although he has been in the military for a long time, he naturally knows and has heard of the name of this Ye Yang.

It is said that he is the best among the countless warriors in Yalongling. This person practices both swords and knives, and his combat power is extremely extraordinary.

The most famous achievement was killing the Tianzi leader of the Immortal Catcher Division, Chang Qiu Dao Xinghe, who was ninety years old, and won the battle, which made people sigh.

"So that's it."

He pondered after hearing this.

"Marshal, this time the thieves of Ni Hai Xie Fan also took action."

"Has the Black Sin Peacock King also appeared?"

"This... this is not the case. This time he attacked Kyoto with ill intentions, but he never thought that the Holy Concubine would suddenly attack and injure him. I don't know where he is hiding to heal his wounds now."

"But the several demon kings under his command are quite restless, especially the Green Water Demon King, who marched by water and caused us a lot of losses."

"The Peacock King is also a character, but he can't be used by us, he should be killed!"

"Marshal, there is something I don't know whether I should say it or not."

The old man looked at him and said.

"Why do you and I have to say these meaningless words, just say it."

The soldier just cleared his throat and spoke.

"In the past few days, masters of the Taixu Dao Sect have appeared frequently, and have tied up many of our True Person Realm cultivators. There is news that they seem to have a connection with the Black Sin Peacock King, and now they are gathering at the edge of the Blood Sea."

"Is that Qinglian Sword Immortal here?"

"No, since this person suddenly appeared many years ago and fought three moves with Your Majesty, he disappeared mysteriously again, saying that he went to seek immortals and ask for the way. No one has seen him since then."

"In that case."

The old man immediately stood up.

"Pass on my military order, the entire army will rest for a day, and tomorrow morning, the troops will set out to the edge of the Blood Sea!"

"Yes!"

The golden-armored soldier obeyed the order respectfully and turned to leave.

...

Inside Feitian Gate.

Ye Yang, Bie Huanghun and Fo Jian stood side by side.

"Brother, let me introduce you."

"This is Fo Jian."

"Fo Jian?"

When Bai Gu Hua Dan heard the name, she thought of something for a moment and her eyes were blank.

"What is your relationship with Fo Zhu?"

"Brother, my third brother passed away many years ago. This is his brother."

Ye Yang's tone was a little sad, but then he regained his calm.

A trace of complex emotions flashed in Bai Gu Hua Dan's eyes, as if she was recalling every bit of the past.

He finally knew why he had written many letters to ask for support, but he didn't see a reply from Fo Zhu.

And Fo Jian hurried forward, clasped his fists, and said.

"Hello, brother."

"When my brother was alive, he often mentioned you to me. I didn't expect that my brother had already broken through to the realm of a real person."

Bie Huanghun, the white-bone flower girl, revealed a trace of concern in her voice.

"It seems that you are about to break through. Is it for the Nine-Leaf Heavenly Fragrance Fruit that you are in Feitianmen this time?"

Fo Jian nodded.

Bie Huanghun encouraged him a few more words and asked him to practice well.

Then the three of them exchanged cultivation secrets, talked about brotherhood, and talked about their own experiences on the road of cultivation.

When night fell, the three of them were still reluctant to leave.

After three rounds of wine, Bai Gu Hua Dan's dry face flushed. He put down the wine glass and spoke sincerely.

"Two brothers, the cultivation world is constantly in turmoil. We are all drifters. Today's meeting is due to the appointment of Jiazi, and it is also a fate."

"If you don't enter the realm of a real person, you will eventually be a handful of yellow earth, and it will be difficult to continue the road."

"There are many affairs in the clan. I will go back in a few days. In this turbulent world, I need to be more careful."

...

Inside Feitianmen, a group of people sat in the hall.

In the meeting hall of Feitianmen, the atmosphere was solemn and murderous. Everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on a tall, masculine and handsome young man.

Although he still looked young, his hair and beard were all white.

Although he didn't say anything, he seemed to be the focus just by standing there, and his every move attracted everyone's attention.

Someone spoke up below.

"It has been investigated clearly. This time, the reason why we were besieged by the Dayun Dynasty was entirely because of a spy."

"Spy?"

"It's the Qinglian Mo family."

"Dare to spy on my Feitianmen, kill without mercy."

Wang Xijing and Ge Canhong looked at each other.

There was a cold light flashing in their eyes, and the murderous intent was amazing, especially Ge Changhong, who was seriously injured and had not recovered, and did not participate in this battle.

Although he was abnormally old and his face was full of wrinkles, he still had the same murderous intention as before.

"Is this true?"