Chapter Thirty-Three: Extermination of the Family (Seeking Book Recommendations)

  It was just a little short of cutting the Xuan Yue Daoist in two.

  But often, the distance between success and failure is just a little bit!

  Xuan Yue Dao Ren looked at the short knife that had fallen to the ground and burst out laughing after a moment of shock.

  He couldn't help but laugh, life and death in an instant!

  But he, Xuan Yue Dao Ren, has managed to survive after all!

  "Fang Ling, heaven won't destroy me. Next time we meet, your dog's life will be mine!" The mysterious Moon Daoist pointed at Fang Ling, his spirit and energy soaring.

  Fang Ling stared at the Xuan Yin knife that had fallen to the ground, his heart also filled with regret and unwillingness.

  However, at this time, he and the Xuan Yin knife that was connected to him through his careful cultivation had no connection whatsoever.

  The Xuan Yin knife has now become like scrap iron.

  The Western Suburbs Smoke and Dust Picture was broken and could not be restored, making it difficult to unfold. Just now, a mouthful of blood spurted onto the Xuan Yin knife, exhausting his vital energy.

  The undead in the smoke and dust diagram are also difficult to command.

  Are you going to let Xuan Yue escape like this?

  No!

  Fang Ling spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground and with one gritted tooth, he transformed into a large goose and instantly landed beside Xuan Yue Dao Ren.

  "Get out of my sight now!"

  In a loud shout, Fang Ling grabbed Xuan Yue Dao Ren and his fist heavily smashed onto the top of Xuan Yue Dao Ren's head.

  Xuan Yue Dao Ren wanted to resist, but at this moment there was no spiritual energy on his body. The magic formulas that had been operating smoothly in the past were all unusable.

  And when he stepped into the seventh layer of Qi training, transforming his internal energy into spiritual energy, Xuan Yue Dao Ren abandoned all the martial skills he had cultivated in the past.

  It is even more impossible now.

  "Boom"

  With one punch, Xuan Yue Dao Ren felt a dizzying and deafening sensation.

  In a state of shock, he wanted to struggle, but his body was completely immobilized under the pressure of Fang Lin's internal energy.

  At this time, Xuan Yue Dao Ren's heart was filled with terror.

  "Fang Ling, as long as you spare my life, this matter will be dropped. I, Xuan Yue Dao Ren, swear to heaven that I will not take any revenge against you, or else let the heavens strike me with lightning!"

  "Boom"

  Another punch, although the fist was not large, but in Xuanyue Dao's ears, it was like tens of thousands of bells and drums, ringing in his ears.

  At this moment, Xuan Yue felt his mind dazed and confused.

  I won't die, I've finally broken through the seventh layer of Qi refining after much difficulty, how can I die so miserably in this place?

  "Fang Ling, as long as you spare me this time, I am willing to acknowledge you as my master and never betray you!"

  Fang Ling's fist did not stop for a moment, and his fist fell heavily again.

  This punch still hits the same position as before.

  "Boom"

  At the moment when Xuan Yue Dao Ren's fist fell, his entire person was silent!

  Looking at Xuan Yue Dao Ren who was covered in bloodstains, Fang Ling's heart slowly calmed down.

  Just now, Xuan Yue Dao Ren treated him as the master's words, he didn't hear them, but he thought that if he couldn't control Xuan Yue Dao Ren, it would be better to kill him cleanly.

  Taking a deep breath, Fang Lin picked up the Xuan Yin knife. As the Xuan Yin knife fell into his hand, it lightly bounced once, as if telling him about its situation.

  The blade was icy cold, and there wasn't a hint of the usual flesh-and-blood connection.

  Fang Ling walked up to the corpse of Xuan Yue Dao Ren with the Xuan Yin knife in hand, hesitated for a moment, and then beheaded him with one slash.

  A moment later, Fang Ling walked out of the alley, with an additional food box in his hand.

  At this time, Fang Ling looked pale and seemed like a neighbor boy who was delivering food!

  The night wind howled, Fang Lin sat cross-legged on the bed, a white gas swirling around his body.

  Suddenly, Fang Ling's hands merged together, and that white gas transformed into a wisp of white smoke dust, which was slowly absorbed into his abdomen.

  Fang Lin's eyes opened, and his two eyes were like stars in a cold night, flashing with two sharp lights. However, his face was still a bit pale.

  He got out of bed and pushed open the door and window, and heard the wind howling outside.

  A dark and windy night in mid-autumn.

  "What a great day for killing!" After muttering to himself, Fang Ling strolled out of the Fang Manor.

  Half an hour later, Fang Ling climbed up Qingyang Mountain.

  Qingyang Mountain is not big, but there is a Taoist temple where the Xuan Yue Dao people sit in town, and it's not small either. Inside the dozens of rooms, there are more than ten disciples of Xuan Yue Dao living inside.

  At this time, there were still faint lights in the Taoist temple.

  Four or five Taoist priests were chatting idly around a table.

  "Big brother, why hasn't Master returned yet?" A relatively young Taoist asked softly to a bearded Taoist beside him.

  The short-bearded Taoist stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "Master should be detained by the Chen family for a banquet, probably won't return until tomorrow."

  "Big brother, is it true that Chen family's daughter has become the concubine of Jin Dan Zhen Ren?" another thin Taoist asked curiously.

  "If it weren't for Chen family's daughter becoming Jin Dan Zhen Ren's concubine, Master would have gone to make friends with the Chen family?" Hu Xu Dao Ren said here, and his mouth was somewhat disdainful: "Relying on some skirt relations, there will always be a time of old age and fading beauty, hum!"

  "The senior brother is right, the Chen family will not be arrogant for much longer." The first Taoist who spoke followed.

  Other Taoist priests also nodded in agreement, apparently they were not comfortable with their master running to make friends with the Chen family.

  That short-bearded senior brother, after all, was older and saw that the younger brothers had a kind of fervent attitude, so he said in a deep voice: "You younger brothers, this can be talked about casually within our sect, but outside it must not be spoken wildly!"

  "Also, when meeting Chen's family members, be sure to remember Master's arrangement and yield when necessary!"

  As a senior brother, Duanshou Daoren's words still carried weight, and the other Taoists hastily said: "Senior brother, rest assured, we understand."

  "Right, brother, didn't Master go to find the Chen family's master yesterday? Why did he go to Dingfang City again today?" The thin Taoist priest asked curiously.

  The Taoist with a short beard pondered for a moment before smiling and saying: "This matter isn't that big of a deal, it's just the Chen family's master asking Master to kill someone."

  The two words "kill" suddenly made several Taoists have an interest in speaking again.

  "Who is it that can make the master come out in person? It shouldn't be a mere monk, should it?" asked a Taoist with a long, flowing beard.

  Duansu Daoist shook his head and said: "No, but this person's name, fellow disciples should have heard of it, Fang Ling."

  "Is that the kid who defeated three hundred disciples at the Tiger Might Pavilion?" asked the thin, gaunt Taoist with a hint of disdain.

  The Taoist with a short beard nodded his head.

  "Does that little brat deserve Master's personal attention? Master just needs to give the order, and I'll help Master twist that little brat's head off and kick it around like a ball!"

  His words immediately resonated with the other junior brothers. The youngest Taoist said, "Fang Ling that kid, just showing off his power in front of ordinary people, we brothers, who can't take down that kid's head? Why does Master need to take action himself?"

  Duansu Daoist chuckled and said, "What you junior brothers said makes sense. However, Master was about to go to Dingfang City to find the Chen family master, so he didn't instruct us."

  "Alright, it's getting late at night, let's get some rest early, there are still some morning classes to complete tomorrow."

  "Well, it's time for everyone to go home!" A faint voice came from outside the door.

  Upon hearing this voice, several Taoist priests who were originally preparing to leave stood up simultaneously.

  That short-bearded Taoist suddenly sprang up, just like a grey eagle rushing towards the door. And in that instant when he was charging forward, a pale white inner energy enveloped his entire body.

  Condense energy into armor, cultivate six layers of energy!

  This Short Mustache Taoist is a master of six layers of internal energy cultivation.

  However, this cautious short-bearded Taoist did not suffer any impact. When he rushed out of the house door, he saw a green-clothed youth standing faintly in the distance.

  The other Taoists also followed the Short-whiskered Taoist and rushed out. When their eyes fell on the young man, their tense expressions relaxed a lot.

  A young man who has cultivated his Qi for five layers, any one of them can easily take care of him when he goes out.

  That bearded Taoist was just about to leave when the short-bearded Taoist said, "This is the Xuan Yue Temple. You entered without warning, and if you don't give us brothers an explanation, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today!"

  "I know this is Xuan Yue Temple, and I didn't plan on leaving just like that." Fang Ling said calmly, looking at the several Taoist priests.

  Just as he was speaking, several more Taoists rushed over.

  "Who are you?" Fang Ling's calmness made the short-bearded Taoist priest feel somewhat abnormal, he stared at Fang Ling and asked coldly.

  Fang Ling smiled lightly: "You were just talking about me, how come you don't recognize the real person now!"

  That short-bearded Taoist was stunned for a moment, then said in a low voice: "You are Fang Ling!"

  "Yes!" Fang Ling's answer was simple and decisive.

  In Duanshou Daoren's heart, there was a kind of ominous feeling. Shifu went to kill Fang Ling until now and hasn't come back, but Fang Ling has arrived at Xuanyue Temple, what about his own shifu...

  The idea had just risen in Du Shou's mind when he negated it himself. He said in a low voice, "Since you've come, don't leave!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the short-bearded Taoist suddenly rose up and quickly reached out to grab towards Fang Ling's neck. His outstretched hand claw emitted a three-foot-long aura.

  Fang Ling didn't move, but behind him, a black-clad figure suddenly rushed out. The figure's movements were stiff, but very fast.

  "Bang!"

  Fists and claws collided, and the short-bearded Taoist flew out instantly.

  The short-bearded Taoist fell directly to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He stared at the returning black shadow in horror and exclaimed: "You are..."

  As soon as the short-bearded Taoist finished speaking, he pinched his fingers together and five refined corpses rushed out crazily. In an instant, the sound of slaughter echoed through the Xuan Yue Temple.

  Half an hour later, a flame appeared at the location of Xuan Yue Temple!

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