On the desolate cliffs at night, the cold wind howled, bringing moisture and biting cold, and the cliffs were steep.

The silent night makes people feel palpitating. The cold wind blows and a low groan comes from the end of the cliff.

Mist filled the edge of the cliff, blurring the view. Dead trees withered, their shadows swaying, casting ominous dark shadows.

Ye Lu looked at the person in front of him, and the doubts in his heart were answered. Why did the evil cultivator know that the Demon-Suppressing Tower was in his hands?

He had never used the Demon Suppressing Tower outside of the Qingcheng Sect, and his master had also told all the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect not to mention the Demon Suppressing Tower to anyone.

This person should not be here because he has passed away long ago.

The man has a slightly oval face with slightly upturned corners of his mouth, giving people a kind feeling.

"Junior brother, long time no see."

"Senior Brother Lu Fan, long time no see." Ye Lu responded.

On the desolate cliff side at night, there was an indescribable murderous intent in the air, and Lu Fan's eyes revealed a hint of indifference.

"Now I know why the demon cultivators knew that the Demon Suppression Tower was on my body." Ye Lu took a deep breath, "Two years ago, I saw with my own eyes that your body was sent back to Qingcheng Sect, and Master also personally confirmed that it was indeed your body."

Originally, Lu Fan was the senior brother of Qingcheng Sect. After his death was confirmed, Ye Lu became the new senior brother of Qingcheng Sect.

"The fact that you were able to get here so quickly means that in the past two years, you have completely mastered the most difficult celestial calculation of the Qingcheng Sect. Your talent is truly enviable."

"Didn't you figure out that I was the one who told the demon cultivators? I deliberately caused my own death, and they recreated this body for me." Lu Fan's eyes became crazy, "And they promised me that after this matter is over, they would help me break through to the Golden Core Realm!"

"The fourth realm, the Golden Core Realm, I never thought I could reach this realm. Ever since I embarked on the path of immortality, I knew that my talent was mediocre. I practiced for fifty years before I could barely reach the middle stage of the Foundation Breaking Realm."

"I'm really jealous of you and Fatty Lai. Although it took you two almost ten years to build your foundation just like me, you basically spent your time practicing the Qingcheng Sect's unique skills. You are the geniuses of the sect in hundreds of years. I can't compare with you at all!"

Ye Lu shook her head and asked, "Why did you tell the demon cultivator about the Demon Suppression Tower?"

Lu Fan's face was filled with anger.

"Because I'm jealous. Why did Master make an exception and teach you the Bagua Formation in advance? Why is it that only you know the Qingcheng Sect's celestial calculations, and even Master can't master them?" His face was distorted by anger and jealousy. "You are a genius of the sect for a hundred years, and you don't understand ordinary people like us at all."

“As long as you reach the Foundation Breaking Stage, Master will teach the Bagua Formation to the disciples of Qingcheng Sect. Whether you can learn it depends on your own comprehension. It’s just that Master taught it to me in advance.” Ye Lu said.

A ray of light bloomed from Ye Lu's palm, and his fingers gently drew runes. The darkness on the edge of the cliff was gradually dispelled, replaced by flowing light.

The Bagua Formation quietly appeared on the edge of the cliff, with eight patterns placed in the eight directions of the formation.

The runes activated this time are Xun and Li, representing wind and fire.

The wind howled in the night with a fierce force, howling like a wolf, and the flames jumped and crisscrossed.

"It seems that you are lucky today, junior brother." Lu Fan said with a sneer.

Lu Fan knew that with Ye Lu's current level of cultivation, she could only randomly activate two runes of the Bagua Formation, which made him even more jealous.

Why is he so lucky? Is God blessing him?

"Today I will clean up the mess for Master."

A spark of fire appeared above the night dew, and the red flame gradually condensed. The flame began to grow larger, expanding from the initial small dot into a huge fireball.

The wind fueled the flames, making them burn more vigorously. The biting mountain wind made the flames more intense. The wind and fire intertwined in the air, making the surrounding air hot.

Ye Lu waved her arms and threw a huge fireball towards Lu Fan. Wherever the fireball passed, the air was compressed, accompanied by a rumbling sound of wind.

Lu Fan poured his true energy into the spirit sword, forming a sharp sword light. He swung the sword at the fireball, and the sword light collided with the fireball.

The fireball seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, making a huge explosion and turning into sparks that scattered all over the sky. Lu Fan's figure was looming in the firelight.

The huge fireball was broken by Lu Fan's sword, flames splashed everywhere, and the raging flames were wrapped by the sword energy and gradually dissipated into the air.

Poyun Sword Technique, the sword technique of Qingcheng Sect.

Lu Fan sneered and said, “If it were two years ago, I wouldn’t be able to handle this move of yours, but now I have mastered the Cloud Breaking Sword Technique.”

He looked at Ye Lu who was breathing heavily. The Bagua formation under his feet also dimmed, and a happy expression appeared on his face.

"You used the Bagua formation not long ago. If you were in your best condition, you might still have a chance of winning."

He laughed loudly: "Now I have reached the middle stage of the Foundation Breaking Realm, and you are still in the late stage of the Foundation Establishing Realm. How can you fight me?"

"You wanted to use your strongest move to defeat me, but you failed. Now you can hardly maintain the Bagua formation. I will kill you and send you to that old man, so that he can see the corpse of the rare genius of Qingcheng Sect in hundreds of years!"

Ye Lu raised her head indifferently and glanced at Lu Fan, "You haven't won yet."

The flow of spiritual energy on the edge of the cliff began to change, and the flames burned again. The blazing flames exuded a hot breath, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

The breeze passed through it lightly, bringing up heat waves. Ye Lu slowly raised his right hand, his fingers trembling slightly. The flames and the strong wind entangled with each other and compressed into a sphere.

"It's useless. Even if you form another fireball like that, it won't pose much of a threat to me..."

Before Lu Fan finished speaking, he felt that the direction of the spiritual energy flowing on the edge of the cliff had changed, and the third rune of the Bagua Formation was shining faintly in the moonlight.

"Impossible! How could you possibly light up the third rune?"

A trace of fear flashed in Lu Fan's eyes. He didn't expect Ye Lu to be able to light up the third rune. He couldn't believe it was true.

In the history of Qingcheng Sect, among those who mastered the Bagua Formation, the most that could be lit up at the Foundation Establishment Stage were two runes, but his junior brother broke this history.

Thunder and lightning also began to gradually flow into the ball, which emitted a faint sound of electric current. Wind, fire and thunder gathered inside the sphere and intertwined with each other.

The sphere began to twist and deform, and it became extremely bright, emitting a dazzling light.

Burning lifespan can naturally temporarily surpass one's own limits. If possible, Ye Lu does not want to use it, but his opponent is a traitor to the sect, the kind of person he hates the most.

Ye Lu swung her right hand violently, and a ball of spiritual energy rushed out and shot towards Lu Fan. Wherever the ball passed, the rocks were shattered into pieces.

Lu Fan didn't hesitate at all, swung the sword in his hand and rushed forward.

The sword and the sphere collided, and suddenly a dazzling light burst out. The wind in the valley stopped for a moment, as if the whole world stopped for this moment.

Lu Fan could feel the violent spiritual energy of the spiritual ball. The spiritual sword shattered and the ball pierced his chest, leaving a bloody hole.

How can this be?

Lu Fan's body was shaking, he was breathing hard, his eyes were full of disbelief and despair, then he fell to the ground, his eyes lost their luster.

Ye Lu lay on the ground, his breathing intermittent and rapid. He didn't want to use this life-burning fighting method anymore.

Raindrops fell, hitting the rocks and leaves on the cliff, making a rustling sound, and the water droplets splashed on the ground, forming rain flowers.

It's raining.

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