"Again!" Xu Zhijian shouted and punched again.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." In the dense ringing sound, Fakong's sword became faster and faster, and Xu Zhijian's fist also became faster and faster.

Later, only a clear light and a white light collided, and their swords and fists could not be seen clearly.

Chu Ling and the four people's eyes widened.

They had previously felt that although their cultivation was a bit poor, their moves were exquisite and fast enough.

After all, they have been competing together, and their moves have become more and more sophisticated and faster.

But after seeing this scene, they felt inexplicably frustrated.

The difference is not even a tiny bit.

Fakong chose to compete in the Tayuan, just to dampen their arrogance, so that they would not always feel that they were already very good and only needed to improve their level.

It takes time to accumulate a level of cultivation, so there is no need to be too anxious.

There was a vague sense of slackness among the three of them.

Fa Kong said one sentence, and Xu Qingluo and Chu Ling had ten sentences waiting for them.

So he didn't bother to say much, but still wanted to shock them with actions.

Looking at their expressions, he knew it worked.

The sword light on Fakong's sword suddenly disappeared, and the sword instantly stabbed Xu Zhijian in the shoulder.

It pierced his clothes, penetrated the protective aura, and penetrated into the white light. When he pulled it out again, the tip of the sword was already stained with blood.

"How about this sword?" Fakong shook slightly, blood flew out, and the sword body became clear again.

Xu Zhijian nodded slowly.

Under the operation of the Great Light Body, this little flesh injury can be restored to its original state in the blink of an eye, so don't worry about it.

He experienced it carefully and knew that Fakong was letting him go.

Pei Ran was unable to resist the surging power coming from the tip of the sword. It was like facing a huge wave, and he felt inexplicably insignificant.

He sighed: "You are indeed much stronger."

Fakong smiled and nodded.

His cultivation level has not become stronger, but has increased significantly. Now Xu Zhijian is far from his opponent.

If he used all his strength, Xu Zhijian might not be able to hold on to both moves, and pure strength would be able to suppress him.

Fakong said: "Did you feel the sword strike just now?"

"Very weird."

"What I used was only five to six times more successful, and I didn't grasp the essence. If it were really a swordsman from the Netherworld Sect, it would be twice as powerful."

"faster?"

"Not only is the speed faster, but the angle is more cunning, the rhythm is more mysterious, and there is no way to avoid it. More importantly, the sword intention, the sword intention will make you slow to react."

Xu Zhijian's face was solemn.

"Netherworld Sect?" Chu Ling said.

Fakong turned to look at her.

Chu Ling said: "Monk, were you talking about Netherworld Sect just now?"

Fakong nodded: "Dayun Netherworld Sect."

Chu Ling said: "I heard that my father said that the Forbidden Palace should be dedicated to the defense of the Netherworld Sect."

"Sister Chu," Xu Qingluo asked in surprise, "Are they still going to assassinate the emperor?"

Chu Ling said: "They are very courageous and lawless."

"It can't be successful, right?"

"It seems that once I touched my father's side, he was seriously injured and he ran away."

Xu Qingluo asked curiously: "Then the emperor didn't take revenge? Have you found where the Netherworld Sect is?"

She knows what Fa Kong cares about.

Of course, they are not concerned about the life and death of the emperor, but about the Netherworld Sect.

Where the Nether Sect is located is the top priority.

Chu Ling shook his head: "I can't find it. They are very mysterious, so I can only leave it alone, and I have to be careful of their revenge."

"No wonder you are so brave." Xu Qingluo said curiously: "I would like to see it."

Chu Ling snorted: "If you really see it, you will die."

Fa Kong appeared in a small pavilion in Xinghuawu.

The vast lake water is clear, bright and sparkling under the midday sun.

Sitting in the small pavilion was Dugu Xia Qing.

Dugu Xia Qing was dressed in white as snow, holding a book lazily, looking at it from time to time, her bright eyes opening and closing.

Although the surrounding scenery is pleasant.

But she was tired of living without scenery for a long time, so she didn't find it strange. It was just because it was well ventilated and refreshing, so it was the best place for reading.

She was dozing off when she suddenly became energetic and turned around to look.

Fakong put on his purple and gold cassock and was already standing opposite her.
Chapter completed!