The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 84 Complete torture! !
The sword flashed straight at his face, and he couldn't dodge it in time. He only had time to move half a meter to the side.

"laugh--"

The sword light fell on his shoulder, leaving a trace of blood, and the green robe, which was a top-grade magic weapon, was directly cut open with a big gash.

He turned sideways and braked suddenly in mid-air, leaving a vortex of air.

There was no time to dodge, and another sword intent came at him rapidly.

If you take one slow step, all your steps will be slow.

One wrong step and every step is wrong.

Gu Qingyuan missed the opportunity to fight back from the very beginning and fell into a passive situation.

After just a few rounds, his body was covered with scars, a large part of his hair was cut off, and the remaining hair was draped roughly over his shoulders.

With his red eyes, he looked like a madman.

The hearts of all the disciples were lifted up.

"puff--"

Gu Qingyuan spurted blood into the sky again, and spots of blood-red fell all over his body and face, making him look even more miserable.

"Give up, Gu Qingyuan."

"Admit defeat!"

Lu Xingyao's voice stimulated Gu Qingyuan.

He was originally traveling around, but suddenly heard that Song Wanning and Gu Qingyuan had broken off their engagement, and Gu Qingyuan had entered into an illicit relationship with his own apprentice.

This is an unforgivable crime for Lu Xingyao.

The treasure that I cherish was insulted in this way.

He immediately put everything aside and came to Wentian Sect to challenge him to a fight.

He wanted to vent his anger for Song Wanning, and also for himself!
Lu Xingyao's eyes grew darker, his killing moves became more fierce and aggressive, and soon he forced Gu Qingyuan into a state where he had no way to retreat or escape.

Countless wounds, torn clothes, and Gu Qingyuan with a frantic look...

Everyone was stunned and began to feel scared.

The clan leader no longer cared about everyone's etiquette. He stood up hurriedly and looked at the arena anxiously.

Gu Qingyuan is out of luck.

Now that the winner has been decided, why doesn't he admit defeat?

If his Dao heart was really destroyed, then he would have lost another general of the Wentian Sect, and the situation would be even more dangerous.

Ye Chuxue could no longer stay here at this moment. She hurriedly ran to the bottom of the arena, ignoring the surprised gazes of so many people, and kept slapping the formation pattern.

"Master, Master, I believe you can survive!"

"Disciple believes in you, Master!"

Since she started practicing, she has encountered many setbacks, but she has always found a way out of desperate situations, stimulated her potential, and successfully advanced.

If she can do it, then Master can certainly do it!

If he really admitted defeat on the spot, how would these people look at him?

His prestige will certainly be seriously damaged in the future.

What I fear most is that my spiritual heart will also be affected, and the consequences would be too serious.

"Ye Chuxue, come here quickly and stop shouting!"

The sect leader was already worried about Gu Qingyuan, and he became even more annoyed when he heard that Ye Chuxue was adding fuel to the fire.

What if something bad happens to Gu Qingyuan?
It’s better to admit defeat and get back at him later.

Now it is impossible for Gu Qingyuan to win, and they have no choice.

But Ye Chuxue could not hear these voices at all, and just insisted on tapping the array pattern, trying to give strength to his master.

Gu Qingyuan, who was forced into a desperate situation, did see the encouragement from his apprentice.

Seeing Chuxue's eyes red for him and her worried expression, a power spread from the bottom of his heart.

He took the sword and swung it.

Chu Xue was right, he couldn't give up.

He will never give up either.

The long sword slashed out, and the entire arena shook infinitely. The powerful sword intent made the air whistling.

Lu Xingyao continued to fight back and attack in an orderly manner.

Easily defeat it.

This once again shattered Gu Qingyuan's mentality, driving him insane. Lu Xingyao took this opportunity to increase the intensity of his attack.

"boom--!"

Gu Qingyuan was knocked out and quickly got up.

"boom--!"

Fall down and get up.

Fall down and get up again.

The scars became more and more numerous, deep enough to see the bones.

Another ray of light flashed by, and the next moment, Gu Qingyuan fell to the ground with a bang. The spiritual energy in his body began to spin wildly and lost control.

Gu Qingyuan was completely confused.

It is even exaggerated to the point where one cannot control the spiritual energy.

The whole hall was shocked.

Ye Chuxue was even more stunned, unable to believe that the person lying on the ground was the once high-spirited and unfathomable Qingyuan Sword Master.

She still remembers the envious looks from everyone when she first entered the profession.

Have things changed so quickly?

She couldn't help but take a few steps back, trying to avoid the scene before her.

On the fighting stage, Lu Xingyao stood with a sword in hand, looking down at Gu Qingyuan, "Gu Qingyuan, admit defeat!"

"It's not that hard to admit that you are not as good as me."

There was a hint of sympathy in his expression, which deeply hurt Gu Qingyuan's heart.

"I...didn't...lose..."

As long as I still have breath, I will never give up!
Gu Qingyuan persisted, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his blood-red eyes.

Lu Xingyao sighed when he heard this. "Alas, I wanted to resolve this matter amicably, but you just don't want to admit defeat. This is really difficult for me."

"Forget it, forget it. From now on, I won't use any spiritual power, lest some people say I'm killing everyone."

As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared in front of Gu Qingyuan.

Fists and kicks rained down on Gu Qingyuan.

He spoke polite words, but his body was punching hard.

"boom--!"

Gu Qingyuan was like a sandbag, being tossed around by Lu Xingyao.

He wanted to resist, but because of the disorder of his spiritual energy, he couldn't even lift a finger and could only passively take the beating.

Soon, the originally handsome face turned into a pig's head.

All the bones in his body were broken, his body was covered with bruises, and there was not a single piece of white skin.

"Oh my god, Master Gu should just admit defeat! He's just asking for trouble!"

"Lu Xingyao is going too far. This is clearly an insult to Master Gu!"

"Master Gu, hurry up and get up and beat him up! We support you!"

"Don't fantasize, Master Gu can't even control his spiritual energy now!"

The various voices of the disciples mixed together and were drowned out. Many people could not bear to watch any longer and turned their heads away.

For many people in the Wentian Sect, Gu Qingyuan is their idol whom they respect and admire, and also their goal.

Now that the god has fallen from the altar, it has given everyone a huge shock. They feel mixed emotions and are very uncomfortable.

Especially since this competition was related to the reputation of the Wentian Sect, everyone sighed.

The sect leader had already given up and sat down on the stool, choosing to turn a blind eye.

Although Lu Xingyao's behavior was disgusting, he was sensible after all. He did not take advantage of the situation and completely destroy Gu Qingyuan.

They could only swallow their anger and could not say a word of blame for the moment.

Even though I knew he was insulting me, I had no choice but to endure it.

He glanced at Ye Chuxue gloomily. If it weren't for Ye Chuxue's encouragement, Gu Qingyuan might have given up long ago.

There was no need for them to embarrass the Wentian Sect in such a big way.

Thinking of what happened recently, the sect leader's eyes darkened.

Keeping this woman here will be a disaster.

(End of this chapter)