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Chapter 606: The Zealot of Prodigy, Killed by Three Generations
After a few breaths,

Accompanied by the sound of angry swords, True Lord Xu Fang and other three great Lords quickly pursued and killed them. Their spiritual consciousness scanned for dozens of kilometers, but nothing was found.

As soon as the opponent leaves the range of their consciousness, they disappear without a trace.

"This man is a swordsman!"

True Monarch Tianhua said in a cold tone: "Isn't this a good show put on by your Great Sun Sword Sect?"

"Humph!"

True Lord Xu Fang snorted coldly, without even looking at him. His consciousness and sword intention unfolded, and his sword flew back and forth in the sky, leaping back and forth, sweeping across the sky and the earth over and over again.

He could clearly see that the man was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. His sword was sharp and unexpected, but if he was really prepared, he would be confident to defeat him and take back the Golden Emperor Picture.

For a long time, the three true kings frantically searched for thousands of miles, but found nothing.

The two parties stared at each other with murderous intent for a moment, then turned and left.

"There is also a very small possibility that a certain monk in the middle or even late stage of Nascent Soul used secret techniques to disguise this method."

Lieyang Jianzi opened his eyes and said weakly: "Do you know who this old thief is? It's so shameless to bully the small with the big. When I advance to Nascent Soul, I will definitely catch him, beat him to death, and crush him to death!"

It doesn't matter if they are of the same level. Between life and death, the winner lives and the loser dies. This is the supreme honor of sword cultivators.

He looked like he had a headache.

"If you lose, you lose."

"Uncle Master..."

The sword escape light was dazzling and hot, and then disappeared into the invisible, quickly flying in the direction of the Great Sun Sword Sect to avoid being caught by the Nascent Soul monks of the Righteous Demon Alliance, and summoned a large group of Nascent Soul to surround and kill him.

When this kind of thing happens, a pure swordsmanship sect will basically not pursue anything. The elders of the sect will collect the body and bury it, notify the family, and even the rank will not bother to send out revenge, and will forget it later.

He is so solemn in his actions, as if facing a formidable enemy, even if the opponent is just a newly promoted Nascent Soul.

Lieyang Jianzi refused.

A gloomy look flashed across Zhenjun Xufang's face, and he scolded: "Don't make any excuses. I've seen the situation inside. This old monster didn't go in. What went in was just a puppet at the peak of the Golden Core. Although it was Nascent Soul, The monk’s soul is controlling it, but it cannot be regarded as a Nascent Soul!”

If he was not a direct descendant of the family, dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators would immediately be surrounded and killed to kill them all.

"As expected, it will retreat in one strike and will not appear again for at least a hundred years."

But, what is hateful is,
He was beaten up by an old monster who pretended to be young and of the same rank!
"I don't know, he hid his appearance and aura."

"Then I've been bullied by a big one and it's over like this. I'll never have a chance to take revenge?"

"That's basically it."

This is the reason why the Yuanying monks have such a dominant position in Beiyuan. Even for the late Yuanying monks, it is easy to defeat the early Yuanying monks and break his body, but it is difficult to kill his Yuanying monks.

True Lord Xu Fang said unhappily: "The biggest characteristic of a swordsman is his sword intention. His sword intention that vaguely has the intention of breaking the law is very special. I have never heard of it."

As long as you escape, seize the house, and hide in a remote place for hundreds of years, not to mention the late Yuanying monks, even the peak Yuanying monks will be helpless.

Sword cultivators often find people to beat to death to sharpen their swordsmanship, and then they are beaten to death in swordfights at the same level. Isn't this normal?
No fuss.

In the past, when the Beiyuan family completely ruled Beiyuan, once a new Nascent Soul monk appeared, he had to confirm his identity. This was an obligation.

"Why are the swordsmen of the sect inferior to each other?!"

"Forget about Jianzi's generation, I don't dare to compare. The swordsmen of your previous generations are stronger than you. Why is that?"

True Lord Xu Fang became even more angry.

Then, I sighed deeply, feeling powerless.

No need for a junior to say anything, he knew the reason himself, he was just venting his emotions. That is the legacy of the supreme swordsmanship of our predecessors.
As time goes by, they gradually become rarer. In the end, if a new peerless swordsman does not appear, the sect will gradually fall to the level of Beiyuan, or at most one head higher.

All the glory and brilliance recorded by the sect will eventually become legends like myths and stories, and will never be seen again.

Gein, if it weren't for the luck of the sky, a miracle that has never happened in hundreds of millions of years, the land of ponds and streams is so small and cramped that it would be difficult to stretch one's body, and it would have been impossible to raise a dragon that soared through the nine heavens.

……

More than ten thousand kilometers away,
In a barren grassland, Jiang Ding hid his figure and stood silently in the sky, carefully looking at the Jin-92 puppet in front of him.

From the appearance of a young man, he shrunk a lot and turned into the appearance of a young man, as tall as him.

He did not take over the most important Golden Emperor Picture of this trip to Luoxu Sect.

"Check yourself."

Jiang Ding said suddenly.

"Please wait... Self-checking in progress..."

Beside him, Jin-92 resumed its straight mechanical voice, opened and closed its mouth, and started the self-test program that came with the nano-liquid robot.

It is one of the highest immortal scientific and technological achievements of Xianmen Nanopuppet Technology. Due to cost issues, it is currently only in the laboratory and has not been installed on a large scale.

"Ding!"

"The self-test is completed and everything is normal. Please feel free to use it."

After a long time, Jin-92's mouth opened and closed, and his voice was loud.

"..."

Jiang Ding fell silent.

His eyes were faintly focused on the young man in green clothes in front of him.

Threads of cold black air lingered in his mouth, nose, skin, and eyes. They went in and out like black worms, burrowing in from his mouth and nose, emerging from his eyes and ears, and tearing open rips in his skin. It burrows into the body, raising its head from time to time to bite a piece of flesh and blood and devour it.

"interesting……"

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed, and he suppressed some of the edge of his sword of destruction.

In an instant, the sight of black mist, black insects biting flesh and blood from time to time, and densely crawling things disappeared, and there was only a young man with an ordinary face in front of him.

He was standing in a daze, the soft sunlight shining on his body, making it warm, and everything was beautiful.

Not only that, a cold, sticky touch crawled over little by little along the connection between the main body and the clone. You could vaguely hear the sound of swallowing saliva, and encountered the supreme delicious food.

Keng!
The slightly dim will of destruction shines brightly again, the brilliant will is washed away, only a faint scream can be heard, and all the sticky touch disappears.

"Fairy magic... is dangerous."

Jiang Ding was frightened.

This is just a clue, it is so weird, what happened to Shuoyang Tianjun back then?
"go back?"

"I should go back immediately. I can't handle this situation. I don't have enough ability and knowledge."

A thought emerged in Jiang Ding's mind, and then more thoughts emerged: "No, just because it is too dangerous, I have to do more tests to make sure it is safe before sending it back. I can't harm the Immortal Sect...

I'd better understand it and have a general understanding of it before I can make a decision. It makes no sense that Shuoyang Tianjun, who has not yet been promoted to a god, can do it, but I can't..."

"There may be many people like Xu's Transformation God in the Immortal Sect. I can't take the risk..."

All kinds of thoughts, all organized and well thought out, gradually overwhelmed his original thoughts.

(End of this chapter)