Chapter 109: Eldest Senior Brother Takes Action

  Xingyuan's face changed from red to white and finally settled on a purplish hue.

  "One clear thing, which of my disciples killed your disciple? You dare to name names. Tell me the facts!"

  Yi Qing pointed at Xing Yuan's face and said, "You old white-haired man, do you still have a few disciples? Isn't it just your precious disciple Yan Qing? If you don't believe me, why not call him over to ask?"

  At the mention of Yan Qing's name, a sharp glint flashed in Xing Yuan's eyes.

  Staring coldly at Yiqing, Xingyuan said: "Yan Qing, I understand. Are you taking advantage of the fact that the college ranking war hasn't arrived yet to come and find trouble with Yan Qing on purpose? Hmph, your Yuan Institute has been at the bottom for many years, and this year is no exception?"

  The fat on his face was all quivering with excitement.

  "Damn your grandma's bear! Do you think I'm as shameless as the Yin Yang Institute? Xingyuan, Yan Qing, are you going to make a move or not?"

  Xingyuan's white hair flew up, and his eyes suddenly turned completely white.

  "One clear, you want to fight then fight, no need to find more excuses. Let me hand over my apprentice, you are daydreaming."

  Xīng Yuān's two hands emitted a black and white light wheel, this is the unique weapon of Xīng Yuān Wǔ Dào Academy, Yīn Yáng Mìng Lún.

  Seeing the starry sky unfolding a grand battle scene, Qing didn't waste any words.

  "Soul Annihilation Slash!"

  One sword comes out, wind and cloud rise, heaven and earth darken.

  One clear and straightforward move, coming straight up with a killer blow.

  The mighty aura stirred up the heavens and earth. In the sky, the Tiankai of Wudao Academy also revealed its enormous head, watching the battle between Yī Qīng and Xīng Yuān.

  If it were a team battle among academy disciples, Tianqi saw that he could stop it.

  But the two major divisions were paired up against each other's masters, so Tian Qi could only watch from the side.

  Sword of Destruction Light, slashing through space.

  A terrible power will tear apart the heavens and earth in front of it, ripping them into a void, with sword marks rushing towards the starry abyss at high speed.

  Xingyuan turned his hand and threw out the wheel of fate, two wheels of fate condensed into a transparent sphere, hard blocking a clear sword tip.

  The yin-yang sphere was shaking violently, and the stars inside were becoming slightly blurred.

  A wave of energy spread out, and all the disciples of the Yin Yang Institute below felt a huge pressure falling from the sky. All the houses creaked under the unbearable weight.

  Xingyuan really didn't expect that Yiqing actually had such strength, absolutely the pinnacle of Tianxia's cultivation.

  Xingyuan had always looked down on Yiqing, not just because the Yi Yuan Academy where Yiqing was located had been ranked ninth for a long time. The main reason was that the One Yuan Dao of the Yi Yuan Academy had been unclaimed for many years.

  Without a Yuan Dao's decisive Yuan Institute, it wasn't worth his glance. Therefore, Xingyuan had always been coldly ridiculing the people of Yuan Institute.

  But now, a clear sword is equivalent to giving him a loud slap in the face.

  Yan Qing, who was sitting in the training room, also walked out quickly.

  Looking up at the sky, Yan Qing's face was exceptionally ugly.

  A loud and clear voice echoed through the entire Yin Yang Academy, allowing all students to hear it clearly.

  When she heard a clear voice calling out her name, Yan Qing's heart beat accelerated.

  He really didn't think that by dealing with a few small fries from the inner sect, he would actually provoke a master of a branch division to violently storm the Yin Yang Institute.

  See the opponent's formidable strength, terrible prestige.

  Yan Qing knew he was no match for him, now his only hope was that his master Xing Yuan could win.

  No way, Star Abyss Master is the first of the nine major divisions, how can he lose.

  Yan Qing let out a breath and smiled slightly. His worries were unnecessary, Xing Yuan Shizun would surely send this sword-wielding fatty back home with a resounding defeat.

  Yan Qing walked to the entrance of the courtyard and looked up.

  Yan Qing fondled the heavy sword in his hand, looking at it while stroking the texture of the sword.

  In the sky, Qing and Xingyuan had already clashed into a ball. The speed was so fast that it couldn't be caught by the naked eye, only seeing two clusters of light intersecting in the sky, constantly bursting out terrible power ripples.

  Today, the entire Yin-Yang Institute is doomed to be ravaged.

  Xingyuan Shizun has already been suppressed by Qing Shizun at this moment and can't spare any attention to the spreading power ripples.

  And a Qing dynasty temple... This is not a yuan courtyard, if it's ruined then so be it, the more destroyed the better!

  With this idea in mind, Qing Shi's subordinates became more ruthless and severe.

  The surrounding heaven and earth's power is being constantly shattered and destroyed, the entire sky is filled with a terrible power.

  "One clear, take my move, fate reversed!"

  With a double-handed move, he directly locked down Qing Shi's arms, and Xing Yuan's palm pressed downwards. The terrifying black and white energies formed a strangling momentum, as dozens of terrifying white dragons and black dragons charged from all directions.

  "Ten thousand dragons roar!"

  Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Four consecutive explosions shook the sky, and the entire sky was plunged into darkness.

  The sunlight was blocked out, but at the end of the line of sight, a ray of sunlight could still be seen shining in the distance.

  A bead of sweat fell from Xingyuan Shizun's forehead, and a smile played on his lips.

  "You fell for my trick! This time, you're seriously hurt on the spot!"

  The voice had just fallen when a long sword flashed out. The figure of Qing Shi Zun appeared again.

  A yin-yang formation appeared underfoot, and the body of Qing Shi Zun was shrouded in black and white armor. This is a true martial armor, which can only be condensed by warriors after the Earth Seal.

  Xingyuan slightly furrowed his brow, looking at Yiqing with a puzzled expression.

  The martial artist's armor reached the Tianxia realm, but its effect was no longer significant. Because the Tianxia martial artist possesses a stronger martial aura body. Their body is equivalent to armor, and even stronger than armor by ten or a hundred times.

  One clear swing of his hand, one sword slash, no mighty force, no radiant glow, just a simple sword slash, yet it chopped the Star Abyss back several steps in the sky.

  Xing Yuan stared at Yiqing in shock and exclaimed: "This is.................."

  "A clear voice said: 'Can you see it now? I didn't want to expose myself at first, but you shouldn't have enraged me. And even more so, you shouldn't have indulged your disciple in killing my junior brother.'"

  His entire body shone with countless mysterious glows on his armor, and in an instant, the armor disappeared. A clean and whole person emerged, as if a celestial being had descended upon him, and his entire body was filled with an even more profound aura.

  Although they were so close to each other, Xing Yuan felt that Yi Qing was a million miles away. Although Ming didn't exert his strength, the feeling he gave Yi Qing was as if the heavens and earth had joined forces and were unbeatable.

  "Martial arts realm! You've entered the Qiankun boundary."

  Xīng Yuān gritted his teeth and spoke up.

  "It takes just one foot to step in, but that one foot is enough to deal with you."

  Slowly drawing his sword, its sharp tip pointed directly at Xingyuan's face.

  Xing Yuan suddenly thought of his own mockery towards Yi Qing over the years.

  How childish and laughable it seems now.

  Xingyuan's body shook violently, and with a sudden slap on his chest, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, staining the front of his clothes crimson. At the same time, the life wheel in his hand also took on a few specks of deep red.

  His face was solemn and his eyes were sunken, as if he had been stimulated by a strong desire for revenge.

  He let out a heavy hum, wanting to say that the people of Yiyuan Institute had never been afraid of anyone!

  Below, Yan Qing could no longer look directly at the battle in the sky.

  The battle above is not something a warrior of his level can watch. The power contained within it, even if he just takes one glance, will make him feel like vomiting blood.

  Yan Qing withdrew his gaze, but just then, a calm yet murderous voice sounded beside him.

  "Are you Yan Qing?"

  Yan Qing hastily turned his head, but there was no one around him.

  Looking carefully again, at the end of the distant view, there is a fat man like a small mountain walking over.

  His gait was so strange, taking a step forward was like teleporting, crossing hundreds of feet away.

  "Contracting the land into an inch, a masterful move!"

  Yan Qing gave an evaluation of this fat man. In the blink of an eye, the originally distant fat man had already appeared in front of him.

  He lowered his head, and Fatso glanced at the heavy sword in Yan Qing's hand, his eyes gleaming with a few more cold lights.

  "The sword in your hand is my junior brother."

  One sentence made Yan Qing realize that the other person had ill intentions, and his face immediately sank.

  "What's it to you? Who are you?"

  Yan Qing looked at Fatso with a mixture of disdain and arrogance.

  "I am the senior brother of the One Yuan Institute. Tell me, did you kill my junior brother?"

  The master's voice was calm, but it contained an unquestionable strong momentum, every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Yan Qing's ears.

  Yan Qing felt the power of the senior brother, like a volcano about to erupt, and involuntarily took half a step back, saying: "Your junior brother? I didn't kill him, I just took his sword."

  The master's gaze swept across Yan Qing's face and then across the Wu Feng heavy sword, finally stopping at a streak of blood on the hilt.

  Others couldn't see it, but the Great Master saw the meaning of this streak of blood. It was a mark left by the Blood Refining Technique, and unless the original owner died, this strand of blood would not disappear.

  In a moment, the Big Master said: "It seems you didn't lie. Then, hand over the sword."

  Yan Qing burst out laughing: "How ridiculous! Whatever falls into my hands is mine. How could it be otherwise..."

  The words had barely left his lips when Eldest Brother's figure suddenly vanished.

  The next moment, Yan Qing saw a lump of fat, like a wall, crashing into his body.

  Fatty's powerful blow sent him flying with an unimaginable force. The heavy sword in his hand was tightly grasped by a sturdy arm, apparently to snatch the sword away.

  Yan Qing forcibly twisted his body in mid-air and landed with both feet on the ground.

  "How despicable!"

  With a loud roar, Yan Qing brought with him a wave of dark energy and struck out at his senior brother with a single punch.

  His fist landed squarely on Senior Brother's fatty flesh. Senior Brother's expression didn't change, but a hint of light flashed through the fatty flesh.

  Yan Qing's black whip immediately recoiled back on its own.

  Bang!

  Yan Qing was blown away by his own strength once again.

  The senior brother nodded and put away his heavy sword.

  Yan Qing's face changed dramatically, what kind of move was this, he had never seen it before.

  "Who are you exactly? It's impossible for Yuan Zong to have a strong person like you."

  Yan Qing shouted loudly.

  "Believe it or not, it's up to you."

  Yan Qing's body emitted a black aura that spread out and enveloped an area of about ten zhang in diameter.

  "You son of a bitch, you shouldn't have messed with me. Whoever you are, today I will make sure to leave you in the Yin Yang Institute."

  Saying so, Yan Qing prepared to make his move once again.

  But at this moment, a power that swept everything came again from the sky.

  The earth shook violently, the sky cracked open, as if it were the end of the world.

  The senior brother raised his head and saw that Qing Shi had heavily stabbed a sword into Xingyuan's shoulder.

  Xingyuan's fate wheel also landed on Qing Shi Zun's chest.

  Furrowing his brow slightly, Big Brother Master said: "Master is angry. I'd better hurry up and withdraw!"

  With a light step on the ground, the senior brother appeared one hundred feet away in an instant, with the power that had crushed Yan Qing, yet it didn't cause any harm to the senior brother.

  "In the sky, Xingyuan shouted loudly: 'Yiqing, today is either your death or mine!'"

  "A load of nonsense! You're going to die!"

  Watching the two prepare to make another move.

  A beam of light burst forth from a short distance away, followed by a blast of radiance that swept across everything in the sky.

  This was a magnificent seven-colored light, like a rainbow-like light that made Xingyuan and Yiqing stop in their tracks.

  Then, an old figure appeared in front of Xingyuan and Yiqing. It was the principal Tianyazhi.

  "Xīng Yuān, Yī Qīng, are you two going to join hands and destroy Wǔ Dào Academy?"

  One of them shouted loudly: "You should ask him, it was his disciple who killed my fellow disciple."

  "Excuses, everything is just an excuse."

  "That's enough!"

  The dean shouted loudly.

  "It seems that both of you need to be confined for introspection. Well, come and keep me company then, I'll let you out when the time comes for the Academy's ranking battle."

  As he spoke, a seven-colored portal appeared in the sky.

  The terrible suction instantly pulled both Xing Yu and Yi Qing in.

  The two disappeared in an instant, and the sky quickly returned to its original state, with everything returning to calm.

  Everyone in the Yin Yang Academy stared blankly at this scene, not knowing what to say. Yan Qing only now discovered that her senior brother had left and let out a loud shout towards the sky: "My sword, leave your sword behind!"

  Yan Qing was just about to rush out when a bolt of lightning struck from above.

  The Apocalypse reappears, a gigantic skull with flashing lightning.

  "All disciples of Yin Yang Institute, return to your rooms for quiet meditation. Everything will be as usual. Anyone who dares to stir up trouble again will be struck by ten thousand thunderbolts!"

  Tian Qi's terrifying gaze swept in Yan Qing's direction for a moment, and Yan Qing knew that the last sentence was directed at him.

  Clutching his fist, he gritted his teeth in frustration.

  Just a moment ago, he had used his treasured materials of over a dozen kinds to strengthen the Heavy Sword.

  A dozen or so!

  Yan Qing really wanted to throw her head back and let out a furious roar.

  Just then, a ray of light suddenly fell straight down from the sky.

  Yan Qing's eyes were quick and her hands were fast, she grabbed it in one swift motion.

  Taking a closer look, it was actually his master Xingyuan's handwriting, written in a majestic and elegant style.

  "Wait until I return from the Academy's ranking war. With this breath, as your master, I will definitely help you out!"

  Yan Qing crushed the light, muttering: "Master, don't need your help. During the Academy Ranking War, I will make all students of Yuan Institute disabled, no, all die at my hands! This group of damn bastards!"

  In the distance, Master Brother arrived in front of Chu Hang and Han Feng who were still on their way.

  Like a ghost, he patted Chu Hang and Han Feng's shoulders, and the senior brother said: "Don't go anymore. I've already taken back the things of Lu Fan's junior brother."

  Han Feng was startled and trembled for a moment, then saw clearly that it was the eldest senior brother. Han Feng said: "Things? He also snatched things from Lu Fan's junior brother. Eldest senior brother, have you beaten him severely?"

  "Brother Chu Tian gritted his teeth and said: 'Big Brother Master, if we three go, we will definitely defeat him.'"

  "Master shook his head and said, 'It's not the time yet. Lu Fan is fine, you can all rest assured for now. As for dealing with Yan Qing, just wait for the ranking battle. During this period of time, I will give you a chance to strengthen your cultivation, don't retreat.'"

  Hearing that Lu Fan was fine, Han Feng and Chu Tian both let out a sigh of relief.

  "Han Feng said loudly: 'If I say one more word, I'm a turtle. Eldest Senior Brother, are you participating this time?'"

  "Master brother said slowly: 'Having been idle for so long, it's time to get serious this time. This time, let's have some fun and become the first in the branch school.'"

  。。。。。。

  In the distance, on Mount Meng.

  Daoguang Shizun and Chu Xing also saw a golden light coming towards them as they searched for the traces of Kongfu Mansion.

  Jing Guang took over the golden light, and Dao Guang Shizun glanced at it with a smile: "This guy Yi Qing was actually punished to close his cultivation. However, since he's being punished together with Xing Yuan, that's alright."

  Pinching the golden light, Daoguang Shizun's eyes swept over the entire Xishan mountain top and said: "Are you sure it's here?"

  Chu Xing nodded and said: "That's right, it was here that we were sucked in."

  Daoguang Shizun released his own powerful aura and punched the ground with one fist.

  The ground shook violently, and all the dust flew up.

  His gaze swept quickly over all the dust, and suddenly, Dao Guang saw that small black dot.

  Shan's body flashed forward, and Dao Guang Shizun grasped the black dot in one move.

  A surge of aura burst into the black dot, and he closed his eyes. With this strand of aura, Dao Guang saw the virtual mansion inside.

  In an instant, Emperor Daoguang felt a thread of quiet life force inside.

  "Hmm, Lu Fan is still alive and seems to be in a state of closed cultivation."

  Daoguang Shizun smiled and said, as long as you're still alive, that's all that matters. Being injured isn't a big deal. The successor of the Yuan Institute who possesses the Scaled Dragon Armor isn't someone who can be easily killed. Their recovery ability is astonishingly strong, and Daoguang Shizun knows this better than anyone else.

  "Alright, take it back and study it carefully. But don't disturb Lu Fan for now. Let him cultivate diligently, as those who survive great difficulties will surely have good fortune later on. Who knows, he might have some great opportunity."

  Daoguang Shizun pinched a black light spot in his hand and walked slowly back and forth.

  "Really nothing? That's great, oh dear, if something really happened to Lu Fan, I'll have to kill my way into the Yin Yang Institute. Even if it's a sneak attack, I'll make sure to take down Yan Qing."

  "Your current strength is not enough. However, this incident has reminded me that I need to strengthen your abilities. From today on, I permit you to use Earth-level martial techniques within the academy."

  "Really?"

  Daoguang Shizun looked up at the sky: "When people respect me by one foot, I will respect them by ten feet. When people hurt me once, I will kill a whole house of people. From now on, as long as you don't kill students from our academy, even if you use earth-level martial skills, it's fine."

  Chu Xing fiercely swung his fist.

  Daoguang Shizun's lips moved slightly, and a strand of powerful aura mixed with his voice surged into the black light point.

  This wisp of spiritual energy floated and drifted, finally landing on the stone egg wrapped around Lu Fan.

  At this time, Lu Fan, who was quietly absorbing power, suddenly heard the voice of Daoguang Shizun.

  "Lu Fan, since you're in seclusion, I might as well pass on the oral formulas for those few Earth-level martial techniques that are due to you. If you can gain some insight from them, that would be best. However, remember that before the Academy's ranking tournament, you must come out of seclusion. Everyone is waiting for you."

  Lu Fan nodded slightly, and in the next moment, several incantations sounded.

  Lu Fan memorized the knowledge left by the Ten Directions Immortal Master, deeply engraving it in his mind.

  His lips moved slightly, Lu Fan said: "Dauguang Shizun, fellow brothers. I won't let you down."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Fan's slightly raised breath sank again.

  Outside, Emperor Daoguang smiled lightly and withdrew his own powerful aura.

  He was looking forward to Lu Fan's realm when he left the customs. Maybe by then, there would be no students in the entire Martial Arts Academy who could be his opponent.

  Hehe, who knows!