My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

A month later, Lu Yun changed his strategy.

He stopped casting his nets around and instead set his sights on Lan Xi. For half a month, he challenged him to a duel every day, rain or shine.

For the first time, Lan Xi sneered.

The second time, Lan Xi was a little impatient.

The third time, Lan Xi began to feel uneasy.

……

By the fifteenth time, Lan Xi's face had turned as pale as paper. He felt like a prey being stared at by a poisonous snake. No matter where he fled, he could not escape the cold gaze.

"Damn it! What on earth does this guy want to do?" Lan Xi paced back and forth in the room, feeling anxious.

He vaguely felt that if he continued to avoid fighting, his spiritual heart would completely collapse.

He thought of his former ambitions and his dream of becoming a Taoist master.

But now, he was trapped in this tiny fourth floor, like a turtle, not daring to face any challenge.

"No! I can't go on like this!" Lan Xi stopped abruptly, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, "Even if I die, I will die in battle with dignity!"

He took a deep breath and tremblingly pressed the "Accept" button.

At the same time, the corners of Lu Yun's mouth rose slightly.

The fish finally took the bait.

On the ancient city battlefield, Lu Yun and Lan Xi stood opposite each other.

Lan Xi's face was still pale, but there was a hint of madness in her eyes.

"Lu Yun! What on earth do you want to do?" He asked through gritted teeth, "Why are you torturing me like this?"

Lu Yun smiled faintly: "Torture you? I just want to spar with you."

"Sparring? You challenge me every day, and that's called sparring?" Lan Xi roared, "You're clearly humiliating me on purpose!"

Lu Yun shook his head: "You are wrong. I am not trying to humiliate you, but to help you."

"Help me? Bullshit!" Lan Xi was furious. "You pushed me to this point, and you still say you are helping me? What on earth are you thinking?"

Lu Yun sighed: "Lan Xi, ask yourself, how long has it been since you last fought? You hide under the wings of others, barely surviving, do you think you can become a Taoist master like this?"

Lan Xi's face changed and her eyes flickered.

Lu Yun continued, "The way to practice is to move forward courageously, but you chose to escape. Do you think that escaping can solve the problem? No, you will only make yourself weaker and weaker, and eventually become a waste!"

"You..." Lan Xi opened her mouth, but didn't know how to refute.

Lu Yun's eyes became sharp: "I came here today for your inheritance of the Fire Path. Hand it over, and I can spare your life."

Lan Xi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "So that's how it is, you want my inheritance! I knew you had bad intentions!"

"You guessed right, I do need the inheritance of the Fire Path." Lu Yun made no secret of his purpose, "However, I am not doing this for myself, but for my wife."

"Wife?" Lan Xi was stunned. "You want to give my inheritance to your woman?"

"That's right." Lu Yun nodded. "According to the rules of Desolate God Island, the winner can take the loser's inheritance. Since I beat you, I can naturally take your inheritance."

"Ridiculous!" Lan Xi said angrily, "Do you think you can definitely beat me?"

"You'll know if you try." Lu Yun smiled faintly, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. "Come on, let me see what you have practiced over the years!"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Yun's figure had turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Lan Xi.

The sword flashed, and the winner was decided. Lan Xi didn't even see how Lu Yun drew his sword, she only felt a powerful and unstoppable sword intent sweeping over her, her eyes blurred, and she fell heavily to the ground.

He struggled to get up, but found that his whole body was weak, as if it was falling apart.

"You...what realm are you in?" Lan Xi's voice trembled, and her eyes were full of fear.

He recalled Lu Yun's seemingly relaxed attitude when he confronted him before, and only now realized that it was not just pretense, but a true sense of ease.

Lu Yun stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "You don't need to know." He flicked his finger, and a golden light sank into Lan Xi's brow. Lan Xi only felt that there was an extra piece of information in her mind, which was the inheritance of the Fire-Defying Divine Art.

"This..." Lan Xi was stunned. He thought Lu Yun would torture him, humiliate him, or even kill him, but he didn't expect Lu Yun to really only want the inheritance.

"Think about it carefully. I hope you can leave this damn place as soon as possible." After Lu Yun said this, he turned and left, and his figure soon disappeared in the vast white fog.

Lan Xi sat on the ground in a daze, replaying Lu Yun's stunning sword move in her mind, unable to calm down for a long time.

After Lu Yun obtained the Anti-Fire Divine Art, he immediately arranged for his Fire Dao Body to begin to comprehend it.

This divine art of counter-fire was indeed extremely mysterious. The chaotic counter-fire that was cultivated could actually burn the power of heaven of the god of Tao. It was a perfect match with his magical power of sword to destroy the Tao.

Lan Xi's defeat caused a great uproar on the fourth floor. Those Dao Gods who were hiding under the protection were in a state of panic.

They originally thought that as long as they did not accept the challenge, they could survive, but now it seems that Lu Yun will never let them go.

"This Lu Yun is simply a lunatic!" A burly Taoist said with gritted teeth, "He is forcing us to fight him to the death!"

"Who says it's not true?" another skinny Taoist god echoed, "I heard that he only took away complete inheritances. It seems that his goal is very clear, which is to collect all the inheritances."

"Then what should we do?" a beautiful female Taoist god asked worriedly, "Do we really have to wait for him to challenge us?"

"What else can we do? Wait for death?" The burly Taoist roared, "Instead of sitting and waiting to die, why not take the initiative to attack! If we join forces, I don't believe we can't defeat him!"

However, his proposal was not responded to by other Taoist gods.

Everyone knows that Lu Yun's strength is unfathomable, and even if they join forces, they may not be able to defeat him.

Rather than dying in vain, it is better to wait quietly and pray that Lu Yun will not find me.

At the same time, Lu Yun had already challenged Beiyun Daoshen on the third level to a duel.

When Beiyun Daoshen received the challenge message, he felt both excited and nervous.

What made him excited was that he finally had the chance to leave this damn place; but what made him nervous was that he didn't know what Lu Yun was up to.

"Brother, are you really going?" Beiyun Daoshen's sister, a woman in white, asked worriedly, "Lu Yun's origins are unknown, and his strength is so strong. What if he..."

"Don't worry, little sister," Beiyun Daoshen patted his sister's shoulder, "I know what I'm doing."

He thought to himself that since Lu Yun had taken the initiative to challenge him, he would not harm him. Moreover, he vaguely guessed that Lu Yun's target might be his inheritance of the Fire-Defying Divine Art.

On the ancient city battlefield, Lu Yun and Beiyun Taoist God stood opposite each other.