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Chapter 405 Settle the grievances (1)

The Supreme Elder of Longyan Sect spoke gently on the ring, leaning on the crutches with one hand and independent on one leg.

The broken leg was swallowed by dragon lice.

Hongfei's left leg was gone, but he looked kind and looked like a kind-hearted elder to outsiders.

But in Fan Dao's eyes, Hongfei's smile seemed to have countless steel needles hidden, and his smile was chilling.

"Return to the sect? Do we have a mountain gate in Longyan Sect?"

Fan Dao spat and grabbed the demon knife and stood up, saying, "Put your hypocrisy, old man, I have been raising me for so many years, just to take me as a saint son? You are really my good senior."

Once the theory of the Holy Son and the Unit Takeover was mentioned, many sounds of gasping in the crowd around him immediately sounded.

Who would have thought that Fan Dao, the number one genius of Longyan Sect, was actually a chess piece, a tool, and a body used to seize the body by the Supreme Elder Hongfei.

The method of seizing the body is the most evil, especially the act of raising other physical bodies in advance, which is clearly no different from evil practices.

"Nothing nonsense, how could I bear to take over you, the number one genius of Longyan Sect?" Hongfei's face turned cold.

"It's not that you can't bear to leave, but that you can't catch me. Otherwise, how could you take over an unknown person?" Fan Dao smiled coldly. Hongfei opposite him was not the original appearance, but a rough-looking middle-aged man. This man was Wang Daqiao, the Golden Pill Elder of Longyan Sect.

"I have done my best. Don't let it go. Take the demon sword and follow me back to the mountain gate." Hongfei said in a deep voice.

"If you want the demon sword, then take it yourself." Fan Dao lifted the sword and shouted coldly, and a cold light appeared on the sword's body.

This battle is inevitable.

He has been looking forward to this battle for many years.

The Supreme Elder who raised him since childhood actually used him to use his body to seize the body.

The countless spiritual pills and a large amount of spirit stones originally gave him not his Fan Dao, but the future Hongfei himself.

Over the years, Fan Dao wanted to ask why he treated himself like this. Today, he had a chance.

"I treat you as my closest elder. Why do you treat me like this and use me as a tool?"

The hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, and Fan Dao squinted his eyes and asked.

Hongfei was silent for a long time and finally answered Fan Dao's heart.

"Because, I am a powerful Nascent Soul. In the eyes of a real strong man, anyone can become a tool and be ruthless, so that he can be the heart of a strong man."

Hongfei raised his hand in a whisper, and a huge sickle appeared in his hand. The sickle was made of purple like crystal, with iron chains, which was the best magic weapon to demand life.

"The heart of the strong is Wuqing... I understand. Since that's the case, the last bit of friendship between you and me will end here." Fan Dao gave out the demon sword in a cold voice.

The knife breaks through the void and comes with the wind, as fast as lightning.

The flying sickle soars into the air, the chains rotate, and the purple light flows.

Click!!!!!!!!!

Boom!!!!!!

The loud bang that exploded in the air made people's eardrums hurt, and the bombardment of the demon sword Jiuying and the flying sickle of the life-seeking sex shocked the air to twist.

You can see shaking spaces appearing around two top-quality magic weapons, and waves of air formed out of thin air rushing around like a strong wind.

Some low-level monks even find it difficult to open their eyes in the strong wind. They can only stand firm and not fall when they try their best to resist the strong wind.

"Fan Dao, I've fought for my life..."

Looking at the fierce battle on the ring, Changsheng felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

That is the emotion that only when you feel Fan Dao’s mood at this moment. An elder who has been respected by him for many years is actually a ruthless hungry wolf.

Betrayed by the person you trust the most will cause people to collapse their beliefs. If you want to struggle out of this sorrow, the best way is to kill the betrayed person under the knife.

Lingnan Daoye is a slick guy.

He is also a ruthless guy.

Once the enemy is determined, Fan Dao will not hold back. He has a cruelty hidden in his bones, which is related to his childhood experience of being exterminated.

If Hongfei raised Fan Dao just to seize the sacred son, Fan Dao might have thought of some old love, but Hongfei defected to the Western Temple, which was the reason why Fan Dao was manic.

Fan Dao is the elder of Longyan Sect, and Longyan Sect has long become a vassal of the Western Holy Temple. Invisibly, Fan Dao has become a subordinate of a bloody enemy without realizing it.

Whenever he thinks of this, he will go crazy.

Once Fan Dao goes crazy, his knife will become faster and more fierce!

Over the arena, the top magic weapons that roared each other burst out with lightning. With each bombardment, Fan Dao and Hongfei's bodies would involuntarily shake backwards.

They are using their full strength to control magic weapons, and even their divine thoughts are connected to the top magic weapons. Once they fail, their souls will be severely damaged.

After a hundred bombardments, blood was leaking from Fan Dao's corners of his mouth, eyes, ears, and nose at the same time, while Hongfei was just a disordered breath.

A fierce battle with Chen Tianluo consumed too much spiritual power from Fan Dao. At this time, he was powerless to continue and was about to lose.

"Can't lose..."

Fan Dao gritted his teeth and used the power of the Nine Infants. With the sound of the baby crying, python heads appeared again.

Since he was fighting for his life, Fan Dao didn't care whether the Great Demon Nine Infant would backfire.

The grudge between him and Hongfei must be settled today, so the first eight beast heads of the ferocious beast Nine Infants were released.

The last song was left to leave a way out. Although Fan Dao had the Demon Sword for many years, once Jiuying was released completely, even he himself would have to suffer ruthless devour.

When the eighth poem rushed out of the blade, the shaking cry resounded throughout the sky!

Under such a sharp cry, some low-level monks were shocked to hemorrhage in their ears and hurriedly protected their ears with spiritual power, otherwise they would have to be deaf.

The eight poems of the Nine Infant Demon were swaying like nine giant pythons, and the eight bloody mouths were pointed at Hongfei from a high point.

"Let's just stop, old guy!"

Fan Dao shouted like a madman and pointed at Hongfei, controlling the Great Demon Jiuying with all his strength.

Eight poems appeared together, and roared repeatedly.

Facing the eight large mouths he swallowed, Hongfei looked solemn, muttering something, lying on his body, and quickly pinched his hands to create a strange magic seal.

The seal is complex and difficult to understand, like a seal, or like a summon, with a faint sound.

When Jiuying's eight poems were swallowed in front of her, she suddenly settled in the air at the same time, and a look of confusion appeared in her giant eyes.

The seal that Hongfei pinched out broke once it appeared. After repeating this eight times, it seemed that a bell was ringing eight times.

The bell ringing that traveled through the space awakened some sealed souls, and figures gradually appeared on the eight poems of Jiuying.

There are men and women, old people and young people, each with different shapes, with slightly closed eyes.

As these figures gathered more and more, strong waves of Nascent Soul fluctuations began to spread around.

"The Soul of the Eight Ancestors..."

Fan Dao's eyes were filled with horror.

He once heard the legend in the sect that the eight ancestors of Longyan Sect were buried in the beast's belly in order to seal the Nine Infants. It can be said that the Nine Infants of the Ferocious Beast was sealed by the eight powerful Yuanying masters with their lives and souls.

Now, the legend has come true, and the souls of the eight Longyan ancestors who sealed the Great Demon Nine Infants were awakened by Hongfei with the secret technique of the sect.

"The Eighth Ancestor opens his eyes and takes my demon sword!"
Chapter completed!
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