Only at this time did the elders of the Sword Sect understand that the sect master had actually stepped into the Xuan Saint Realm, and it was even the later stage...
Seeing that all the elders were stunned and had no intention of protecting Fang Chen at all, Zhang Chunyang couldn't help but feel a chill on his face. Just as he was about to step forward to stop the two people, he was entangled by Wen Qingren who followed. "What? You dare to ignore me too?"
With a sword pointing at the oncoming fiery gloves, he quickly pulled away with the counter-shock force. Although he was a little worried, facing the Black Flame Old Ancestor, Zhang Chunyang didn't dare to be careless at all. The way of heaven is constant. Next, it depends on Fang Chen's own fortune!
Thinking of this, Zhang Chunyang put aside the distractions in his heart and stroked the Mo Qing Sword, saying, "Then I have to offend you!" As soon as the words fell, the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed out. A flash of black light was like breaking free from the limitations of space. Several slender sword auras instantly appeared in front of Wen Qingren several feet away.
Before Wen Qingren could react, Zhang Chunyang pulled back his long sword. In the next moment, his body suddenly slid out. Several afterimages followed closely and all slashed at Wen Qingren with their swords...
"Master, I..." After being taken to the cliff side by Yun Feiyang, Fang Chen had been hesitating and didn't know how to speak. At this time, seeing his master still checking his injuries without saying a word, Fang Chen couldn't help feeling a strange sense of guilt in his heart.
Yun Feiyang gently shook his head, indicating for Fang Chen not to speak. After confirming that Fang Chen's injuries were indeed fine, he let out a long breath and said, "If it weren't for the sect master's help, I'm afraid your injuries wouldn't heal so quickly. It seems that the sect master already knows my plan."
The sect master helped? When? Why would he help me? Fang Chen was stunned. If someone else said this, perhaps Fang Chen would have jumped up and cursed at this moment!
"The sect masters of all generations in the Sword Sect all emphasize governing by doing nothing that goes against nature and following the will of heaven, and using a constant heart to measure an inconstant world." After saying that, Yun Feiyang sighed softly and looked at Fang Chen. "Perhaps you still don't understand now, but you should know that if it weren't for the sect master sacrificing his own cultivation at the cost of his own cultivation just now, even if your injuries could heal, there would probably be hidden ailments left."
No wonder there was a strange feeling in the body just now. It was the sect master! The more Fang Chen thought about it, the more surprised he became. The sect master who seemed extremely indifferent on weekdays and didn't care about anything actually sacrificed his own cultivation at a critical moment to heal himself.
But what shocked Fang Chen even more than this was what Yun Feiyang said about governing by doing nothing. This is a realization that only after ascending and reaching the Saint Venerable Realm! The sect master is only in the Xuan Saint Realm. How could he know? And it seems that he has a profound understanding!
Fang Chen was suddenly stunned. He suddenly remembered what Yun Feiyang had said just now and quickly asked, "Master, what is the plan you mentioned just now?"
Yun Feiyang hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he heard footsteps behind him. Looking back, it was the two people who had followed Wen Qingren before.
"Kid, hand over the Returning Yuan Sword, and you and these two people won't have to die!"
This tone of self-importance that seems to be above all living beings made Fang Chen and Yun Feiyang frown at the same time.
"What are you? How dare you have the idea of the Returning Yuan Sword!" Just as Fang Chen was about to speak, Yun Feiyang had already stood up and said in a cold tone.
"Courting death! Since you are so uncooperative, then don't blame us for being merciless." As soon as the words fell, the person who spoke raised his hand and pressed seemingly. A palm print appeared above Yun Feiyang and others. With the movement of the person who spoke, it suddenly slapped down.
"Clang!" The long sword was unsheathed. Yun Feiyang casually slashed out a few swords. The palm print that was falling rapidly above his head disappeared without a trace under the slashing of several sword auras. Then he looked at the two people opposite and said contemptuously, "Come on together."
Seeing this, the two people looked at each other and then nodded slightly. Immediately, they rushed towards Yun Feiyang from left and right with great tacit understanding.
"Fang Chen, watch carefully." Looking at the countless fist shadows and palm prints that completely blocked his retreat, Yun Feiyang still had an indifferent look on his face. Then the long sword in his hand made a soft chirping sound. A cold light flashed, and a strong wind suddenly rose!