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"You want me to retreat? Forget it! My fellow apprentices are coming soon. Just wait for death!"

After saying that, he suddenly jumped up and engaged in a fight with Xuan Zheng. The sword light and demonic energy intertwined into a thrilling battle picture.

A storm also arose in Hopeless Mountain, which was shrouded in the atmosphere of battle!

The battle between Xuan Zheng and Ouyang Fuzhan became increasingly intense. Every collision seemed to tear the space apart, and every confrontation was heart-pounding.

Chapter 1668: Defeat Ouyang Fuzhan!

Amidst the vast sea of ​​clouds on Mount Wuwang, wind and thunder surged, as if the very sky and earth were changing color.

Ying An was dressed in a rustling white robe, like an immortal walking in the clouds, holding the Cube of Destiny and the God-killing Spear, with golden chains surrounding him.

It was a symbol of his mastery of the avenue of space. Every swing of it tore through the void, revealing an inviolable sacredness and majesty.

"Fellow Daoist, if you leave now, we will not kill you. If you still persist, today will be your end!"

Ying An's voice was cold and firm, and every word contained unquestionable power.

As soon as Ouyang Fuzhan mentioned the reinforcements, Ying An must have had the intention to kill him.

This guy must die!

Xuan Zheng received the message from Ying An, he tore the space apart and disappeared in the field.

On the opposite side, Ouyang Fuzhan was wearing a shining golden robe, holding the Jueling sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if responding to the master's fighting spirit.

"Humph, coward! He escaped. Do you think you can defeat me alone?"

He sneered, a hint of madness and unruliness flashing in his eyes.

"Break the Apocalypse Spirit Sword for me!"

After saying that, Ouyang Fuzhan suddenly jumped up, swung his sword, the sword light was like a dragon, and rushed towards Ying An with the momentum of destroying the world.

Ying An couldn't help but nodded.

"Are all the cultivators here so stupid?"

The murderous intent burst out from their bodies and the two men collided violently. Ying An did not retreat a single step, while Ouyang Fuzhan retreated again and again.

His face changed drastically. He didn't expect Ying An's strength to be so terrifying. However, at this critical moment.

The shadow demon suddenly appeared, his appearance was terrifying, and his ferocious face was full of madness and violence.

It said nothing, but opened its huge mouth, and an invisible force surged out, transforming into a soul-devouring demon skeleton, rushing straight towards Ouyang Fuzhan. At the same time, it slapped out with a palm. The palm of desire carried the magic power of corroding the soul, causing Ouyang Fuzhan's movements to slow down instantly.

"Hmph, a mere shadow demon dares to obstruct me!"

Ouyang Fuzhan roared angrily, and the Apocalypse Spirit Sword shone brightly, chopping the Soul-Devouring Demon Skull into pieces. However, the magic power of the Palm of Desire made his heart tremble, and his speed couldn't help but slow down a bit.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Ying An's eyes. He flashed and instantly appeared above Ouyang Fuzhan. The Cube of Destiny spun, and the golden chains wrapped around it like a living thing, trapping him in a cage made of the power of space.

Immediately afterwards, the God-killing Spear cut through the sky, carrying the will to destroy everything, and pierced Ouyang Fuzhan's heart.

"No! This is impossible!" Ouyang Fuzhan was terrified. He struggled with all his might, but it was in vain.

The moment the tip of the God-killing Spear touched the robe, the golden robe turned to ashes, and an aura of despair filled the air.

"Stop!" Ouyang Fuzhan finally begged for mercy, his voice full of trembling and unwillingness, "I am willing to surrender, spare my life!"

Ying An stood in mid-air with a cold look in his eyes, but he did not stop immediately.

"I've already told you that if you attack again, you'll die here. But considering your cultivation is not easy, I'll spare your life. Leave now and don't stir up trouble again."

Xuan Zheng panicked when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, Ying An stopped him.

Upon hearing this, Ouyang Fuzhan nodded in agreement as if he had been pardoned.

After turning around, his face was full of murderous intent.

He must avenge this!

Seeing Ouyang Fuzhan turning around, Ying An pinched him suddenly.

The golden chains dissipated into nothingness, and the shadow demon disappeared into the darkness.

"Pfft!!!"

Ouyang Fuzhan looked at the torn wound on his chest, his face full of disbelief!

"How dare you?!"

Chapter 1369: Being chased right from the start!

"boom!"

A loud noise brought Xuan Zheng back to his senses.

The surrounding space was shaken, and Ouyang Fuzhan's figure collapsed like a bubble under Ying An's terrifying power, along with his soul.

It also completely dissipated in this world, leaving no trace.

Xuan Zheng's eyes were full of solemnity. He stared at Ying An with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Can this...really completely erase all traces of him?"

Xuan Zheng's voice was low and full of uncertainty. The methods of the Holy Realm were unfathomable and even a strong man like him could not fully grasp them.

But the strength that Ying An had just displayed really shocked him like never before. It was that kind of complete erasure of time and space, as if even existence itself had been erased.

Ying An did not answer directly, but a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"There's no time to hesitate. Every moment of delay increases the risk of being discovered. Although Ouyang Fuzhan is dead, the forces behind him must have a backup plan. We must leave immediately."

There was unquestionable firmness in his words, as if he was ready to face all the consequences.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Zheng knew that the situation was serious. He said no more and followed Ying An closely. The two of them flashed and turned into two streams of light and quickly disappeared from the spot.

Ouyang Fuzhan was filled with shock and horror. He had never expected that the two men would act so decisively, leaving no room for maneuver and not even a chance to breathe.

Ying An's expression was solemn. He keenly caught the subtle coldness and murderous intent in the air, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

The two men made a quick decision and chose to retreat tacitly. Their figures disappeared into the mountains and forests like ghosts!

At the same time, in the most mysterious hall of Xuqi Sect, an old man with flowing white beard was resting with his eyes closed, but was suddenly awakened by a strong sense of crisis.

He suddenly opened his eyes, a terrifying light flashed in his eyes, and his roar resounded through the sky.

"Who is so bold as to kill a disciple of my Xuqi Sect?"

The reason why the old man was so angry was because Ouyang Fuzhan was his illegitimate son!

As he roared, an unprecedented terrifying aura burst out from his body.

It swept through the entire sect like a violent storm, the trees swayed, the palace shook, and it seemed as if even the heaven and earth changed color.

The disciples in the sect felt this astonishing pressure, and their faces changed drastically. They put down what they were doing and hurriedly gathered in the hall where the old man was.

"Second Elder, calm down. This disciple is willing to investigate the truth and avenge Senior Brother Ouyang!"

In the crowd, Wang Hu, with a sad face but ecstatic in his heart, stood up and bowed deeply to the second elder.

His voice was firm, and his eyes were filled with loyalty to his master and grief for his fellow apprentice.

As Ouyang Fuzhan's biological father, the Second Elder is still very crazy, but this also gives other disciples opportunities.

After all, it is really unbelievable that a waste with such poor combat ability who is only at the peak of the Saint Realm in the Qi Ling Realm can become the direct disciple of a peak-level guardian of the Dao Realm.

The disciples below are all those who aspire to become the Second Elder's disciples. The weakest among them is at the peak of Sainthood, while the strongest is at the early stage of Guardian Realm. Their strength can be said to be extremely formidable.

In the Holy Realm, ordinary people are all inferior to the Saints. After all, the saying that those below the Saints are ants also applies to the Holy Realm.

Chapter 1370: Holy Realm

The way of the sage is to reach the four realms of keeping the Tao, looking at the Tao, understanding the Tao, and achieving the Tao.

Currently, no powerful people who have achieved enlightenment will appear in the Holy Realm. They have completely transcended the heaven and earth and are on par with the Holy Realm Avenue.

The strongest person is the one who has reached the state of enlightenment.

Even in a large sect like Xuqi Sect, the strongest person is only in the middle stage of Wangdao Realm, and the sect founded by such a person can only be a second-rate force.

This shows how rare top-level experts are in the Holy Realm!

"Go, find the murderer who dared to kill Ouyang. I will personally cut him into pieces and set an example for others!"

The Second Elder's voice was low and majestic, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, Second Elder! The disciples will do their utmost to get to the bottom of this!"

After receiving the order, the disciples disappeared outside the mountain gate of Xuqi Sect in an instant as fast as lightning.

The second elder slowly exhaled, trying to calm his inner anger.

He knew very well that anyone who could easily kill a Dao Guardian like Ouyang Fuzhan must be a master of the Saint Realm.

However, in this spiritual awakening world, there are not many strong people who can be compared with himself.

He wondered in his heart, who on earth would be so bold as to cause trouble in Xuqi Sect's territory?

"I want to see which ignorant fellow dares to challenge the authority of Xu Qi Zong!"

The second elder's eyes became more determined, and he made up his mind to get to the bottom of the matter and seek justice for Ouyang Fuzhan.

Deep in the dense forest, the fog is like a veil, lingering in every corner, making the light mottled and blurred.

Although sunlight occasionally penetrates the mist, it is like diluted warmth, unable to dispel the coldness and murderous intent hidden in the darkness.

Everything around seemed so unreal, as if entering an ancient maze, with every step full of unknowns and dangers.

Ying An and Xuan Zheng were hidden like ghosts under the dense shadows of the trees. Their breathing was so light that it was almost inaudible, and even their heartbeats seemed to merge with the pulse of the dense forest.

In addition to the helpless bitter smile, Xuan Zheng's face was even more solemn.

He knew very well that even though they tried their best to hide, the power that was tracking them was still following them like a shadow and penetrating every corner.

"It was finally found."

Xuan Zheng sighed softly, his tone showing both reluctance and helplessness.

He turned to look at Ying An beside him, only to see that Ying An still looked indifferent.

Those deep eyes flashed with calmness and determination.

"Isn't he still alive? Don't worry, since you are here, make all preparations."

Ying'an's words were concise and powerful, as if he was speaking to Xuanzheng as well as to himself.

His calmness made Xuanzheng feel admiration for him.

"Boss, although I am also a powerful person, I am still a little nervous facing this situation.

You're not that nervous!"

Xuan Zheng couldn't help but ask, with a hint of self-mockery and envy in his words.

Upon hearing this, Ying An smiled calmly, and that smile seemed to contain infinite wisdom and power.

"Of course, because I'm used to it."

He answered softly, as if stating a perfectly normal fact.

Before he could finish his words, a sudden animal roar shattered the tranquility of the dense forest. The sound was deep and powerful, full of wildness and menace, making the two men instantly alert.

Chapter 1371 Found

They quickly looked around and saw that the air seemed to be filled with tension.

The friction of the leaves also became particularly harsh, as if the fingers of the god of death were jumping on invisible piano keys, playing a heart-pounding melody.

Ying An and Xuan Zheng looked at each other. Without saying anything, they both understood each other's intentions.