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Chapter 439 When will the passing time end?
Seeing that the crazy scholar's eyes were red and he was about to start a killing spree, Le Yanzhi had no choice but to retreat. He quickly stretched out his hand and shouted, "Wait, I agree to fight you in a duel, but we have to make some ugly things clear first, and then we will each rely on our own abilities to decide the winner and the loser, and decide life and death."

He was in the wrong this time and had no way to defend himself.

Forced by the situation, I had to agree first.

It was impossible for him to abandon the sect and leave, nor could he retreat into the mountain gate and fight stubbornly.

Because at least three great men from the Ninth Floor took action, and various powerful magic weapons were smashed down one after another, they could break a position in the vast mountain gate formation in a short time. From that point to the whole, the fall of the sect was only a matter of time.

He will eventually escape, but many of his monks will be in trouble. Don't expect these two lunatics to stop.

After weighing the pros and cons, he made up his mind.

Jia Shusheng laughed wildly and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You can talk to Lao Lin, and I will just fight."

He raised the gourd and poured the wine into his mouth, and his momentum surged.

Bound by the oath he made in his heart, he hadn't had a satisfying battle with a person of the same level for three thousand years. He was almost going crazy. After finally being able to break the vow and take action, he felt that he was rarely sober at this moment, and was indescribably excited and could hardly be suppressed.

Lin Sanren looked indifferent and said, "Old Monster Le, what do you want to say?"

Le Yanzhi didn't dare to beat around the bush and said, "We can't fight here. Let's go to the sky above the western sea. I agree to fight with Jia Shusheng for half an hour. Life and death are decided by fate, but you have to promise not to cause trouble to my sect again, and we will let bygones be bygones."

He was worried that something had happened in the sky nearby.

Before leaving the sect, he had already sent a message to Old Bear in the Western Continent.

Although he and Old Bear, who was also from the Ninth Floor, had some disagreements, when faced with an invasion from outside, the two of them were able to stand together and face the outside world in unison, and at least would not add insult to injury.

Lin Sanren glanced at the crazy scholar who had no intention of restraining his momentum. Considering Lao Jia's crazy state, he would probably only be able to fight for an hour at most.

He guessed the twists and turns in Le Laoguai's words, but he was not afraid of the other party asking for any help.

"I promised you everything, let's go."

He stretched out his hand and swung out a blood-red light, circling the down-and-out scholar who was still drinking.

The two men disappeared in an instant, along with the pieced-together corpse, without any worry that Old Monster Le would play tricks and not follow them.

At their level, certain aspects must be followed by actions.

All is fair in war, and this is used in tactical combat.

Le Yanzhi gave his trusted subordinate a look and then disappeared. No matter how powerful Jia Shusheng was, he believed that he should have no problem holding on for half an hour. When Lao Xiong arrived, he would have room to maneuver.

His men are going to the outside world to ask for reinforcements now. The time is just right and they will all arrive in time.

Dongyuan Sect had a total of seven eighth-floor monks. One of them died during a mission, and two others went to the Upper Region together. There has been no news from them for more than two hundred years. Currently, there are only four people left in the sect. Two of them were sent out, and the remaining two brought a group of eighth-floor monks from other sects and rushed to the Western Sea in a mighty manner to hold down the fort.

Hearing that they would not have to fight the old monster in the Ninth Floor, many cultivators who had rushed to watch the fun were in high spirits. They all moved westward, and no one dared not to go, otherwise they would be punished later.

Ye Changmeng mingled among them, neither trying to stand out to be the first, nor falling behind others.

It would be foolish not to go to have such a good opportunity to see what Mr. Jia is capable of.

The Western Sea is nearly 50,000 miles away from the land.

Three figures appeared one after another.

Lin Sanren retreated to a distance and shouted, "Let's start."

Jia Shusheng stumbled forward with drunken steps, his face flushed as he shouted, "A word of nature is eternal, and prosperity is all gone... soul!"

When the word "魂" was uttered abruptly, heaven and earth resonated. All kinds of imaginary characters emerged out of thin air, some circling like blades, some shining brightly, and some breaking up into strokes. All kinds of strange things besieged Old Monster Le who was fifty miles away.

Eight hundred feet below, the sea surface was surging with columns of water, and for a moment, the sea was huge and rough.

Le Yanzhi had no idea of ​​the crazy scholar's movements. He looked around and saw that there was no fourth person within a thousand miles. He didn't believe that Mu Xiaoxiao could catch up with him in such a hurry and hide without a trace. He made a gesture with his hands and moved them to the left and right.

The green wind was like a shield, appearing in layers of different sizes, transparent yet seemingly substantial, swirling to form a huge three-dimensional defense formation, rapidly spreading outward like petals blooming layer by layer.

There was a series of intensive "bang, bang, bang" sounds, and countless characters shattered in the air and were blown away by the strong wind.

Le Yanzhi decided to focus on defense and try his best to delay time, and half an hour passed quickly.

Of course, seeing the opportunity, he didn't mind killing the crazy scholar by surprise.

After a stalemate of about five breaths, Jia Shusheng took five steps, then stretched out his right index finger, drew a line, and burped loudly, "Soul!"

Le Yanzhi was greatly surprised. The hook seemed to be assisted by a god. The invisible light broke through the "Blue Sky Shield" small world domain magical power constructed by him with magic weapons and spells, and was already in front of him, full of murderous intent.

"Bang", Le Yanzhi and the shield curtain exploded, and a huge shock wave swept across seven or eight miles away.

The sea surface was squeezed down to a depth of more than ten feet and could not recover for a long time.

Le Yanzhi appeared in the sky ten miles away, shaking his body and covering his forehead, with a look of pain on his face.

That elusive attack hurt his soul. Looking at the crazy scholar drinking, his eyes were full of fear. What Scholar Jia used was the Confucian "Word and Mind Technique", which is one of the more basic magical powers. It was mixed with the Legalist's "Soul Killing" secret method, which made the Confucian magical power not so upright, and full of weirdness and strangeness.

"Everyone else is awake, but I am the only one drunk...!"

Jia Shusheng's magical attack was not limited by distance, and he yelled to the sky while drunk.

The sound waves vibrated, and the air rippled under the sunlight, reflecting colorful light.

Spread out in all directions.

Le Yanzhi couldn't understand the opponent's attack and didn't dare to stay there and take the beating passively. He shot out a series of light talismans and virtual scrolls, which turned into human figures and ran around.

He would not run beyond the range of a thousand miles, otherwise it would break the rules of the fight and would attract the bystanders Lin Sanren to join the attack.

These two old monsters are worthy of being the best of Gao Jian's generation. He can't afford to offend either of them.

Suddenly, a sturdy man about ten feet tall appeared in the distance. Seeing that Old Monster Le, who was as powerful as him, was killed by the constantly changing colorful lights in the air, he had almost no chance to fight back and was in a very embarrassed state.

He was startled and dared not move forward. Instead, he retreated cautiously.

"Old Bear, you've come at the right time. Old Monster Le and Scholar Jia are fighting fairly and settling the dispute with fists. The time limit is half an hour. Please help to be fair, so that those who don't know the truth won't accuse us of bullying others by taking advantage of our numbers."

Lin Sanren recognized the ninth-order bear monster from the Western Continent and knew that it was the helper called by Old Monster Le, so he called out to say hello from seven or eight hundred miles away.

Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. They will not involve irrelevant people.

Of course if you want to fight, I'm ready to fight you anytime.

The sturdy man laughed: "Thank you, Brother Lin, for your high regard. I will do the notarization."

He used his demon sense to scan twice, but didn't find a fifth person hiding nearby. Didn't Old Monster Le say that Mu Xiaoxiao was coming too?

Liar, he was tricked into coming here to take the blame.

Since both parties were fighting fairly, he naturally chose to stand by and watch. He could not win even if he went forward. The crazy scholar's magical powers looked so strange and powerful. It was only a matter of time before Old Monster Le was defeated. It might be a bit difficult for him to survive half an hour. It seemed that he would be in great pain if he didn't die.

Colorful lights followed like shadows, with human figures flashing everywhere in pursuit.

Jia Shusheng yawned out of boredom and spat to the empty space on the right without saying anything: "I am always sad, bah!"

A mouthful of wine spit caught a sudden ray of precious light and rolled into the turbulent sea below.

A moment later, "puff", a water column hundreds of feet high exploded.

Le Yanzhi's heart was filled with worry and helplessness. The short period of time he had to deal with him felt like a year. He lost two treasures, and the risky sneak attack he had just launched could not even get close to the crazy scholar.

It's hard to back down from this situation, and I can't even admit defeat.

Jia Shusheng took a big gulp of the wine, his eyes were blurry with drunkenness, he staggered, tripped over his left foot and fell into the air.

He threw away the wine gourd as well. He simply lay down on the cloud with his hand supporting his chin, and sighed, "Things have changed, time has passed like water, when will I be able to... stop!"

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He stretched out his empty left hand and pretended to reach forward casually.

He looked so drunk, as if he was scooping water from the sky.

Le Yanzhi kept using talismans and secret magical powers to avoid being hunted down, and waves of water appeared in front of and behind him.

"I will fight you."

With nowhere to hide, Old Monster Le roared angrily, and a pure white jade talisman appeared in his hand. He had to find a way to save himself. The crazy scholar's magical power of words and thoughts was so arbitrary and extraordinary that it was too difficult to deal with him.

He had a powerless feeling of being played a trick; the gap in strength between the nine levels was too great.

"Pa", a slap came from the backhand on his face, suddenly, as if waiting for Old Monster Le to move his face forward, and the slap made the stunned Old Monster Le's face crooked and his mouth tilted, and he fell uncontrollably hundreds of miles away.

Jia Shusheng, lying on the cloud, fell into a strange state of "self-daze", muttering: "When will I stop? Or should I stop everything?"

Every time he said the word "rest", the stunned Old Monster Le would be slapped in the face.

After three slaps, Old Monster Le looked horribly miserable. His whole body was like a leaking sack, splattered with blood. He was beaten seven or eight hundred miles away, and half of his head was collapsed.

The old bear who was watching the fight had his eyelids twitching. It was so tragic that he was too embarrassed to face anyone.

"Run, why are you standing there like an idiot?"

Lao Xiong couldn't help but send a voice message to remind him. He didn't want his old rival to die here, and then a new powerful man from the Nine-Layered Tower from outside the domain would come and they would have to fight and get used to each other for hundreds of years. If he happened to meet a sinister and powerful guy, he would be in big trouble.

It would be better to be neighbors with Old Monster Le who likes to meddle in other people's affairs and knows him well.

It was also the first time that he knew that the crazy scholar Jia had reached the threshold of the tenth-story building.

It's so damn powerful, they are far ahead of those of the same level.

Le Yanzhi woke up as if from a dream, and broke free from the invisible restraints. He did not care whether the contract was broken or not. What mattered now was saving his life. His figure flashed several times in the air and he escaped thousands of miles away. Then a voice came: "I lost this fight. Thank you, Brother Jia, for showing mercy."

Ye Changmeng and others arrived late and only heard the voice of Le Laoguai admitting defeat, but did not witness his miserable condition.

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

They didn't delay at all on the way, but they still missed the trip and were defeated too quickly.

"Go, go back!"

"Retreat quickly and don't make any big noise."

"Ancestor Bear is here too."

Everyone whispered to each other and tiptoed back the way they came.

Ye Changmeng felt a little heavy-hearted. Mu Xiaoxiao did not show up, and Jia Shusheng alone easily defeated Old Monster Le.

Lin Sanren did not stop Old Monster Le from escaping, nor did he pay attention to the many cultivators who had just appeared and quietly escaped. He nodded to Old Bear who was leaving with a chuckle, and then looked at his old friend who was sleeping soundly in the clouds, feeling indescribable feelings in his heart.

Monster Le was bewitched by the scholar's magical power of "flowing time" and it was impossible for him to escape.

Within a hundred years, he will surely die due to old age.

He was worried about Jia Shusheng's health, as his condition became worse. He was annoyed that Taoist Yanshan did not save him, so he ascended to the fairyland with the cultivation level of a Golden Immortal, but did not even see him before leaving. Fortunately, Old Jia treated him with sincerity. When he heard that the Taoist's apprentice was bullied, he clamored to seek revenge.

I have even more contempt for the smiling woman who fanned the flames. That woman is such a sinister villain.

Knowing that Lao Jia had gone too far in his practice and couldn't stand any provocation, he still went to provoke him.

If it weren't for the friendship they had in the past, he would have definitely run to Fangcun Mountain, smashed the gate of Lintianmen, and taught that woman a lesson.

Lin Sanren picked up the wine gourd floating in the air, and sat on another cloud, with a lonely and haggard face. He watched the slowly drifting clouds, accompanying his old friend who was wandering to who knows where, without saying a word.

Between him and Jia Shusheng, there was an invisible river flowing like water.

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"I just received news that Jia Shusheng and Lin Sanren went to Dongyou Territory and caused a big commotion. They almost massacred Dongyou Sect and forced Le Laoguai to fight Jia Shusheng in a duel. It is said that in just a few minutes, Le Laoguai's head was smashed in half and he fled with serious injuries."

Yu Fengwu received the message from Mu Xiaoxiao's flying sword on the third day. He waited until Xu Yuanchang finished his training and reached the top of the mountain before informing him of the good news.

Xu Yuanchang asked in confusion: "You defeated Le Yanzhi in just a short time?"

"Yes, my master said that if Jia Shusheng wasn't crazy, he would have a good chance of breaking through and advancing to the tenth floor. That's amazing."

Yu Fengwu reminded again: "Master Mu said that we should be careful of them. It is very likely that they will come and ask about your master."

Xu Yuanchang nodded to show that he understood, and said: "They helped me out. When we meet again, I will buy them a drink to thank them for their help."

Although his master did not take him to visit the two, he did comment on them and left something for them.

If Jia Shusheng and Lin Sanren come to your door, you should hand over the things.

Warn him not to take the initiative to meet the two people.

Taoist Master Yanshan attaches great importance to the word "fate".

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(End of this chapter)