Lord of the night.

Chapter 1385 Sun Wutian's Conditions [Two-in-One]

The overwhelming force of Feng Du and Xue Wu pressed down like the collapse of the heavens!
Pressing down on Dong Xitian, who was in the middle of the triangle!

"Show your true colors!"

"I want to see!"

In that instant, Dong Xitian sensed something was wrong. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and a surge of black energy rose from his dantian!

Before the overwhelming force could crush him, a sudden burst of black light erupted, followed by an extremely loud explosion!
All the experts below acted in unison, resisting the surging pressure from the sky.

Dong Xitian's body, shrouded in black robes, instantly exploded into countless tiny black dots.

Before Xue Wu and Feng Du could attack, it transformed into small black particles scattered throughout the universe, its enormous body disappearing in the middle.

Countless particles, like a swarm of wasps, scattered and collapsed in the air.

The instant the blast wave was felt.

"Purple Qi and Golden Thunder!"

"Purple Qi Thunder!"

Feng Du and Xue Wu were exported almost simultaneously.

At the same time as exports.

Xue Wu's sword and Feng Du's blade clashed wildly in the middle of the triangular starry sky, unleashing their full power.

The sword and the blade, though clearly separated by thousands of feet, strangely ignored the space and clashed violently in the middle!

boom!
At that moment, purple lightning suddenly formed where the swords clashed.

It spread wildly in all directions in pursuit.

Chase after those black particles.

The heavens and the earth shook violently.

The purple lightning exploded wildly in the distance.

far away.

A muffled groan.

A faint black shadow flickered, and Dong Xitian had already turned into a small black dot ten thousand feet away.

He seemed to pause for a moment, then opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Without a word, he vanished from the spot in a flash.

The leader of the Divine Weasel Cult, who appeared almost invincible upon his arrival, was ultimately injured when Xue Wu and Feng Du joined forces for the first time in their lives to unleash a combined attack of righteous and evil thunder, transforming into purple qi and golden lightning!
A mouthful of blood fell from the sky.

The scene was chillingly bloody.

Almost no one noticed the blood, but the movements of the swords drew everyone's attention.

The swords flashed simultaneously, their light shooting thousands of feet, traversing space.

Flames shot up.

Feng Du and Xue Wu were still clashing swords on this side, but at the same time they had mysteriously appeared on the other side. As their swords flashed and their spiritual energy vanished, they together lifted up the mouthful of blood that Dong Xitian had just spat out.

They couldn't even bear to use their spiritual energy to disperse a single drop of that blood.

Meanwhile, in this space, the two figures vanished.

Feng Du's figure flashed out with another slash.

Supported by the power of heaven!
The blade flashed simply and unadorned.

It lifted the entire sky up once again.

With a single stroke of the knife, a lift, and a throw, the entire sky was lifted into an endless hurricane high above.

This is the stench released by the leader of the Divine Weasel Cult.

The three of them weren't afraid, but if the stench were to spread, half of the younger generation on Qipan Peak might die!
Feng Du Yi Dao then launched him into the sky.

Meanwhile, the clash of swords prevented Dong Xitian's mouthful of blood from spilling or being wasted.

Xue Wu opened her large hand, surrounded by azure light, and grabbed at the blood clot.

"Be careful."

Grandma Huang reminded him with a look of shame.

"It doesn't matter."

Xue Wu grabbed a few drops of blood, crushed them with her hand, and black smoke and a foul odor gushed out from the blood.

Xuewu sensed it with her divine sense.

Feng Du sheathed his knife and stood on either side of Xue Wu with Granny Huang, waiting.

Xue Wu had more experience in handling such delicate blood, so Feng Du never even considered taking the job.

"It's too bland!"

Xue Wu pondered for a moment and said, "However, what is certain is that it is somewhat similar to the twelve demons of that year."

Feng Du frowned immediately and said decisively, "That's impossible!"

The two frowned and turned their heads. Feng Du said, "I witnessed the death of every single one of the twelve demons! Their souls were scattered and their spirits were annihilated! There was no way any of them could have survived!"

"Then there must be some fish that slipped through the net besides the twelve demons!"

Xue Wu said, "Look at this mouthful of blood."

His spiritual energy spread out, carefully stretching out a mouthful of blood.

Presented in the starry sky, it looked like a thin strip of cloth, stretched to a length of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters).

Xue Wu also forced out a mouthful of her own blood: "You two, each have a mouthful too."

Four streams of blood were drawn apart in the air.

Then, a golden light appeared on Xue Wu's face, and a golden-white light flashed in her eyes, shining on the four blood vessels.

"Did you see it?"

Xue Wu said, "My blood and Feng Du's blood are exactly the same, pink and milky white, normal human blood; but Sister Huang's blood has a golden fire color inside, shining brightly, which proves that we are not of the same race."

"And in Dong Xitian's blood, did you see that grayish-black light?"

Xue Wu said in a deep voice, "Back then, we generally called this 'demonic energy.' As for the twelve demons from back then, I fought them many times, and I also studied their blood. It's the same as Dong Xitian's!"

Granny Huang said with a hint of sarcasm, "Demon aura? Does that mean anything different from you humans is a demon?"

Xue Wu sighed helplessly, her eyes sharpening, and said calmly, "Could it be divine aura?"

Grandma Huang fell silent.

Feng Du frowned: "You?"

"Yes, we."

Xue Wu said, "Back then, it was us."

Feng Du said clearly, "I know, two of them are quite good at chess."

Upon hearing the words "play chess," both Xue Wu and Granny Huang immediately donned masks of pain.

"It seems we really need to pay close attention to the Divine Weasel Cult from now on."

Feng Du frowned, feeling a bit of a headache.

Xuewu and Granny Huang rolled their eyes.

They both knew that Feng Du's real headache wasn't the Divine Weasel Sect, but rather that Yan Nan would definitely make him work for her after this appearance. And the existence of the Divine Weasel Sect, especially with its leader Dong's unparalleled cultivation, made it truly difficult for Feng Du to escape…

I don't have time to play chess anymore.

And we are no longer free.

This is what truly gives Feng Du a headache.

But this was an internal matter of the Sovereign Church, and the two pretended not to know.

In fact, both of them were eager for Feng Du to be arrested and sent back to work.

"These things on you two..."

Grandma Huang wrinkled her nose, looking disgusted, almost vomiting. Now that she got closer, she realized that the two of them smelled so badly that it was as if they had just crawled out of a latrine.

"That Dong Xitian did something just now... sigh."

Neither Xue Wu nor Feng Du were the type to swear, so Feng Du only said one thing: "You really have no class!"

Grandma Huang felt a little fortunate.

But he also felt a little ashamed and said, "If I hadn't stepped back just now, we would have uncovered Dong Xitian's true nature."

"This is really not your fault!"

Feng Duxue and Wu said in unison, with an extremely understanding tone, "Women!"

This was all in an understanding tone, but it only made Granny Huang feel an extreme urge to hit her.

Turned his head.

He left without saying a word.

Mad!
Those two men are so annoying!
Xue Wu laughed heartily, her spiritual energy erupting continuously, instantly cleansing her body hundreds of times.

As it descended, it slowly landed behind Dongfang San San, and only a very faint stench remained on its body.

As for the idea of ​​sealing off independence...

It simply vanished silently into the air.

Yan Nan jumped up and down, yelling angrily, "Where are you going! Where are you going?!"

Feng Du didn't reply at all and simply disappeared without a trace.

Yan Nan's rage was enough to set the world ablaze: "Feng Laosan! You son of a bitch, where are you going?! Where are you going if you don't go back to the sect?! You're not even human! You..."

After Feng Du disappeared from the sky, Yan Nan continued to curse for a while.

His face turned ashen with anger!
With a bristling beard and halberd, he stared at the spot where Feng Du had disappeared into the air, finally letting out a weak sigh, and shouting at the top of his lungs, "What the hell..."

It has to be said that those who came to Qipan Peak this time really made the trip worthwhile.

Not only did we witness the entire process of the battle for supremacy among the heroes of the Cloud Weapon Ranking, but we also saw the ultimate powerhouse of our time take action!
Snow Dance sealed the lonely Granny Huang and Master Dong.

These four people's cultivation levels can definitely be said to be the highest in the world today!
Mo Ganyun and the others continued down the path, exclaiming in amazement, "Too strong! Too strong! It's unimaginably strong... Putting aside the fact that not many people understood it, I truly understood that large triangle... I could never have dreamed of such strength!"

Everyone sincerely admires and respects this.

This time, Feng Du was in his original form as the former Deputy Chief Leader, a different appearance from his appearance in Hechuan. Therefore, Mo Ganyun and the others didn't recognize him at all, and would never have imagined it was the same person. (Writing this made me laugh out loud.)
"In your opinion, how do Dao Daren and Duan Xiyang's cultivation levels compare to Senior Xue Wu and Vice Chief Sect Leader Feng Du?"

Mo Ganyun asked.

"Ha ha……"

Everyone else shook their heads with wry smiles.

"I don't understand! There's no way to compare them! We don't even understand that level, let alone evaluate their combat strength..."

"That's true."

"This is the true peak! We are now..."

Xue let out a slow, somewhat somber sigh.

I have to say the guys were all a bit dejected.

Having cultivated for so long, experienced so many things, and accomplished so much; moreover, having reached the Cloud Weapon Ranking; one would expect him to be one of the most prominent figures in the world.

But everyone has a feeling: why do I feel like I'm getting weaker and weaker?
As I've come to know more and more about the masters in this world, I can no longer utter the "I'm the best in the world" attitude that I used to say so often when I was young and arrogant.

And I feel embarrassed just thinking about it.

I used to feel that there weren't many people in the world better than me.

But now, as I've grown stronger, the situation has completely reversed: there aren't many people in this world weaker than me.

This is undeniably a strange transformation.

It is not only full of drama, but also full of self-mockery and irony.

"What did Boss Fang say?"

Xue Wanren asked Fang Che.

Fang Che rolled his eyes and said, "What can I say? I can't die no matter what I say."

Everyone burst into laughter: "The boss is right."

The same emotions were felt not only by the Guardians, but also by the Sovereign Church.

"After wandering the world all day, I've finally seen the sea today!"

Feng Yun summed it up perfectly in just one sentence!

Yes, that's exactly how it feels.

There was only one person who didn't lament in this regard: Bi Yunyan!

Bi Yunyan has absolutely no room for Feng Duxuewu and the others in her mind right now; she hasn't even considered it.

Right now, her little mind is still preoccupied with the same old thing. "The first wife said she wouldn't take me, humph, she can't really not take me, can she?"

"What reason do I need to come up with to break away from the main group?"

"The head of the family's parents... Oh dear, what kind of gifts should I prepare?"

"Sigh... what if my first wife really wants to eat all by herself and not take me with her?"

"The patriarch... hehehe... the patriarch and the one who's holding on... hahaha hohoho..."

In the ensuing silence, everyone stared blankly at Bi Yunyan, who had suddenly burst into laughter.

This burst of laughter was like a thunderclap in the otherwise silent room.

Moreover, there is an unstoppable trend.

Even Bi Yunyan herself couldn't stop herself.

Everyone was confused.

I have no idea what this girl was thinking. She was just laughing out loud like an idiot. Is there something wrong with her brain?

"Hohohohohahahaha..."

Bi Yunyan stamped her feet and pounded her chest, laughing uncontrollably.

I laughed until I cried.

Yan Beihan looked utterly miserable, while Feng Xue looked completely bewildered.

"Yunyan... what's wrong?"

Feng Xue asked Bi Yunyan cautiously.

Bi Yunyan: "Hahaha... It's nothing, it's nothing... Hahaha... Xiao Han too..."

Suddenly, he burst into laughter, slapping his thigh.

Snapped!
Yan Beihan slapped him hard on the buttocks, furious: "Are you crazy?!"

He slapped her, then grabbed Bi Yunyan, who was still laughing to herself and swaying, and strode away.

On the high platform.

Yan Nan, Bi Changhong, and others: Completely speechless!
I have absolutely no idea what's wrong with this girl.

Bai Jing has already begun gathering manpower.

He is giving a speech.

No one could act faster than Bai Jing when it came to such serious matters.

"Everyone listen."

Bai Jing, hands behind his back and an icy expression, instructed: "During this period after you've been removed from the Cloud Ranking, try your best not to make a move or use your spiritual power. Instead, focus on solidifying your memories!"

"The flow of spiritual energy in the Cloud Ranking, the difference between the flow of spiritual energy during battle and when not fighting. Also, the insights gained during battle, the different insights gained from each step forward in ranking, everyone must remember these!"

"The feeling of climbing to 560 and climbing to 559 is completely different! Even without any competitors, just moving up one place gives you a special feeling, and each ranking is different."

"These steps are the path we came from!"

Bai Jing's voice was calm, yet cold.

Try to make them remember in a way that doesn't provoke their thoughts or spirit.

Everyone listened quietly.

"After three months of comprehension, Bi Yunyan will have to come out and take her beating!"

Bai Jing coldly gave the order.

Bi Yunyan's eyes widened, and tears of grievance almost fell: "..."

What did I do to deserve being beaten?

Yan Beihan rolled his eyes and transmitted his voice: "Your loud laughter... has shattered the minds of countless people. There are definitely quite a few who forgot their insights at the Cloud Realm level because of your laughter. You deserve to be beaten!"

Bi Yunyan: "..."

On the high platform.

Yan Nan stood up: "Dongfang, see you next time."

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said, "Take care."

Yan Nan nodded almost imperceptibly.

Turn around and leave.

Dongfang San San watched Yan Nan's retreating figure, feeling a pang of regret.

I had a vague feeling that this might be the last time the two of us would sit down and talk so amicably.

“Each family takes it back by themselves.”

Yan Nan ordered in a deep voice, "Return the unified airships from headquarters!"

"Yes."

Beside him, Yan Beihan said, "Grandpa, Yunyan and I have a special place for meditation."

"Then you two do as you please."

Yan Nan snorted: "Go ahead."

"Yes."

Yan Beihan chuckled, took Bi Yunyan's hand, and before anyone could react, the two women disappeared into the nearby dense forest like smoke.

"Go back immediately!"

With a wave of his hand, Yan Nan was already carried away by the wind, heading towards the flying boat.

Finally, mid-air, she turned back to look at the high platform where she had been drinking tea with Dongfang San San; it was now deserted. Yan Nan sighed, suddenly feeling a sense of desolation.

When a large number of up-and-coming talents need to comprehend advanced martial arts, Dongfang San San will not waste time.

They simply grabbed their people and ran away.

They didn't even bother to mobilize people here like the Sovereign Church does.

The airship took off smoothly.

Then Xue Changqing realized that Fang Che was gone: "Where is President Fang?"

"Our leader went to train with Senior Flying Knife all by himself. You know, he has his own path. It's different from ours."

Xue explained slowly.

"Oh, that's good. With only him around, he can concentrate better and improve faster."

Xue Changqing was relieved.

The voice of the Wind Emperor came from behind: "Don't speak, concentrate on thinking about everything that happened on the list."

"Yes."

Emperor Feng is a generation older than Xue Changqing. Although they share the same surname, they are of the same blood, so Emperor Feng's reprimands of these guys are entirely justified.

Fang Che broke away from the main force and disappeared.

They communicated with the Five Spirit Gu and discussed the matter with Sun Wutian.

"Master, save me!"

Sun Wutian was very displeased: "Spit it out."

"Let's talk about it when we meet."

"speed!"

Sun Wutian immediately came over, grabbed Fang Che by the neck, and entered his own domain.

"Can we talk now?"

Sun Wutian squinted at him: "What exactly is going on?"

"I need to take my two wives home. Please, Master, give me some advice and help me."

Fang Che grinned.

"This trivial matter!?"

Sun Wutian flew into a rage: "You think you need me to be your bodyguard when you bring your wife home?"

"No, no, no, what I meant was that I was worried about what arrangements the Ancestor might have made, so I informed the Ancestor and asked for leave. Also, regarding Vice Grand Master Feng... if the Ancestor doesn't help, I won't be able to get away either..."

Fang Che cried out, "Master, please help me!"

"I can help you, but what are the conditions?"

Sun Wutian's eyes darted around.

"Master, please speak!"

"The life-and-death patrol will be in seclusion for at least three months and won't be able to work, so you'll have a full three months..."

Sun Wutian said, "You are currently at the fifth rank of Saint Emperor. You will reach the peak of the eighth rank of Saint Emperor in three months. That's not a high requirement, is it?"

"Master, just kill me!"

Fang Che groaned in despair: "Ancestor, I was only a fourth-rank Saint Emperor when I was in Hechuan. I only broke through to the fifth rank by chance after coming here, and I'm only at the early stage of the fifth rank now. The sixth, seventh, and eighth ranks are at their peak... These are the ranks of Saint Emperor, Ancestor! Many people can't even cross one rank in their entire lives. You want me to cross four ranks in three months?"

"Then let's say it's the peak of the seventh rank of Saint Emperor!"

Sun Wutian said firmly, "It can't go any lower. Besides, you're at the fourth rank of Saint Emperor, and I can suppress my cultivation to the ninth rank to face you. When you reach the seventh rank of Saint Emperor, I'll suppress my cultivation to the fourth rank of Saint Venerable, and you must win! Otherwise, you know what your fate will be!"

"Ancestor!"

Fang Che was completely devastated: "How is this possible!?"

"If you can't do it, I'll kill you!"

Sun Wutian said indifferently, "You want to have three months of complete pleasure? Kid, are you crazy? You can't show any progress, and you still want three months of vacation? What do you take your ancestor for? Besides, he has to protect you from Feng Laosan! You're using your ancestor like a mule."

Fang Che pleaded, his face contorted in pain, "Grandmaster..."

"Do you know what everyone else has been doing for the past three months? You actually wanted to have three months of pleasure and debauchery?!"

Sun Wutian squinted at him: "If you don't make any progress in these three months, not only will you not get through here, but Yan Nan will skin you alive!"

Fang Che was dejected.

This is real.

Before the news that he could refine the Five Elemental Gu, Yan Nan probably would have just given him a beating if he hadn't made any progress. But now, if he really wasted these three months without making any progress...

It's certain that they'll be skinned alive!
And that's not enough!

"This is the minimum requirement. In addition, you need to improve your martial arts skills and combat power in all aspects, and you can't lag behind in other aspects such as your spiritual sense! You need to make progress in all aspects before we can justify giving you some freedom for these three months."

Sun Wutian snorted and said, "You think the divine power experience from the Cloud Weapon Ranking is easy to obtain? You might not get it more than a few times in your entire life."

Fang Che lowered his head.

He really wanted to say that he had memorized everything, and that his consciousness was evolving on its own with the help of the Nirvana Ribbon.

Not only the entire process of this ranking climb, but also the next step of its own evolution as it climbs higher step by step.

This is a new ability he discovered after he accessed the Cloud Weapon Ranking.

Therefore, Fang Che was confident that he would not fall behind at all. In fact, even if he did not practice for three months, he estimated that he would make more progress than others.

However, he was unsure whether others possessed this ability.

So I didn't dare to say it.

Sun Wutian understood Fang Che's meaning, and since this matter also involved Yan Nan's granddaughter Yan Beihan, since Fang Che had brought it up, Yan Nan would definitely agree.

So I had a good idea of ​​what was going on.

However, the old devil now has a strange sense of urgency.

All he wants now is to see Fang Che make crazy progress, preferably reaching the peak of his combat power now, at the level of himself and Duan Xiyang. If he can go even higher, that would be best.

Otherwise, he was afraid he wouldn't see that scene.

I don't know where this feeling comes from.

But in the old devil's heart, it was vaguely spreading into a shadow.

Therefore, he will not give up any opportunity to improve Fang Che's strength!
"The minimum requirement is a seventh-grade Saint Emperor, and one's divine sense and soul power must be improved in all aspects. One's combat power must be able to defeat my fourth-grade Saint Venerable in three months, forcing me to advance to the fifth grade or even higher."

"Otherwise, there's no room for discussion!"

Sun Wutian said coldly.

"I promise!"

Fang Che gritted his teeth!

"If you don't agree, then you'll... um? What?"

Sun Wutian was stunned for a moment, then turned his head: "You agree to this condition?"

(End of this chapter)