Chapter 59: Long Memory

"Jinghong Divine Sword Art?"

Cao Ran frowned, thinking uneasily.

He held the cauldron high with one hand and cast a spell quickly with the other hand. The rolling black gas surrounded him, forming the might of a tornado, rolling the lake water to the sky. As the maximum diameter of the black gas tornado exceeded five feet, the lakeside darkened, as if it was about to step into the night.

On the dim lake, Fang Wang became the most dazzling existence, his golden scales and white feathers fluttered violently, and thirty-six swords had condensed around him.

With the thirty-six swords of Jinghong plus the real fighting skills, Fang Wang's momentum has reached its peak. Facing Cao Ran, who was at the fifth level of the Xuanxin Realm, he was not at all inferior, and even suppressed Cao Ran faintly.

Cao Ran gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, and suddenly pointed the cauldron towards Fang Wang. The violent black gas tornado rushed towards Fang Wang with the momentum of Pingshan, and the lake water was scattered like a rainstorm, like a river pouring down from the sky.

Almost at the same time, Fang Wang thrust his sword forward, and thirty-six swords came out at the same time, quickly merging into a huge sword energy, killing towards the black gas tornado that covered the sky and the sun, evaporating the rainstorm along the way.

Boom!

The thirty-six swords of Jinghong forcefully dispersed the black gas tornado. Cao Ran held the tripod with both hands. Under his gaze, the majestic black wind in front of him suddenly dispersed, and an extremely dazzling huge sword energy rushed towards him.

Cao Ran was so shocked that he raised the big tripod to resist. He only felt an irresistible huge force hitting his natal treasure spirit.

"It's so powerful... If I were just an ordinary fifth-level Xuanxin Realm, I'm afraid my natal treasure spirit would shatter in an instant..."

Cao Ran gritted his teeth and thought, he tried his best, but was still forced to retreat, his arms were shaking.

He exploded back dozens of feet above the lake. Even though the veins on his neck were bulging, he still couldn't stop the terrible power of the thirty-six swords of Jinghong.

Suddenly!

He felt a chill running up his spine, and he turned his head subconsciously to see Fang Wang appear behind him at some point, looking down at him, holding the sword emitting white light in his hand.

Fang Wang had no expression on his face, and his eyes flashed with coldness. He swung his sword and Cao Ran dodged immediately, but he was still slow to react after being attacked from both sides. The sword energy cut through his robe and slashed diagonally on his chest, causing blood to spurt out.

Boom!

In Xiao Zi's eyes, Fang Wang slashed Cao Ran from the air with one sword, and with a splash, Cao Ran fell into the lake, and his blood was still spilling in the air.

After Cao Ran fell into the lake, his cauldron followed and fell into the lake.

Fang Wang swooped down and broke into the lake, with water splashing up.

Xiao Zi watched nervously by the lake. Because he couldn't see the situation at the bottom of the lake clearly, he couldn't help but sweat for Fang Wang. He didn't question Fang Wang's strength, but was afraid that Cao Ran would play tricks.

After three breaths.

The lake surface suddenly exploded, and two figures quickly jumped out and smashed directly on the grass by the lake, dragging a seven-zhang long gully trace. Xiao Zi turned his head and saw Fang Wang stepping on Cao Ran, holding the Tianhong Sword in his right hand and inserting it into Cao Ran's chest. Cao Ran held the white light blade with both hands, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his arms were trembling.

Fang Wang only used his right hand to hold the Tianhong Sword in reverse. He increased his strength expressionlessly and even twisted the hilt.

At this moment, the fighting spirit in his eyes fell into Cao Ran's eyes as cold murderous intent.

Cao Ran was unable to push Fang Wang away. His spiritual power was concentrated on his palms. If it weren't for the help of spiritual power, his palms would have been cut off by the Tianhong Sword.

The Rainbow Sword stirred his chest, causing him great pain. He suddenly saw nine sword shapes condensed out of thin air behind Fang Wang, frightening him so much that his pupils dilated.

"Wait! I am not your enemy!"

Fang Wang ignored him, and the nine sword shapes behind him suddenly rushed towards Cao Ran, swooping down and passing over Fang Wang's cheek.

"Zhou Xue!"

Cao Ran hurriedly called out, and before he finished speaking, the nine sword shapes stopped, one of which was less than three centimeters away from his face.

At this moment, Cao Ran felt like he was dead.

The cold light in Fang Wang's eyes dissipated and returned to clarity. If he had not cultivated the fighting heart, he would not have had time to stop at such a distance.

This is the power of the fighting heart. Putting aside distracting thoughts, only the fighting will is left. It is not a paranoid state similar to being possessed by a demon, but a fighting will under absolute rationality, so when he heard the word Zhou Xue, he immediately stopped.

After entering the state of fighting true skill, he felt that everything was slow, and this feeling was very subtle.

Fang Wang did not let go, looking down at him, asking with his eyes, nine sword shapes suspended in front of him, the sharpness made his face hurt.

Cao Ran took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said: "Zhou Xue asked me to test you, afraid that you are too arrogant, and wanted me to teach you a lesson, so that you will remember it..."

Speaking of this, he was very depressed.

I thought it was a refreshing thing to bully the younger generation, but I didn't expect that I almost died...

He really wanted to ask Zhou Xue, do you want Fang Wang to remember it, or do you want me to remember it?

Fang Wang frowned and asked: "Aren't you from the Jinxiao Sect?"

Cao Ran coughed and said: "It's come to this, I won't hide it from you. Two years ago, Zhou Xue joined the Jinxiao Sect and rescued me from the sealed place, so I owe her a life. Don't spread this matter, otherwise it will affect her actions in Taiyuanmen."

Fang Wang's face became strange.

Zhou Xue joined the Jinxiao Sect...

Damn!

From the deputy head of Taiyuan Sect to his clansmen, are they all undercover agents?

Fang Wang drew out the Rainbow Sword and slowly retreated. Cao Ran stood up and sat cross-legged to meditate. He began to heal his wounds. His chest was bloody and blood was pouring out.

"You are really amazing... This is the first time I have seen a genius like you. Looking at the seven countries' cultivation world, I guess only the legendary geniuses can compare with you..."

Cao Ran sighed. The feeling of surviving a disaster was too exciting. His heart was still beating violently.

Fang Wang thought about it carefully. Cao Ran should not have lied to him. If his enemies came to him, it would be impossible for him to make up such an excuse between life and death.

What's more, he had never dealt with Jinxiao Sect at all.

"Can you tell me about the situation of Jinxiao Sect? Why did Zhou Xue join Jinxiao Sect?" Fang Wang asked.

Cao Ran shook his head gently and said, "Sorry, I can't tell you. She doesn't want you to get involved with the Jinxiao Sect. The Jinxiao Sect is not a good sect, and what the Jinxiao Sect is planning will sooner or later become the enemy of the world."

Fang Wang didn't ask any more questions when he heard it, but turned around and left after saying:

"Let's go after you recover from your injury."

Looking at Fang Wang's back, Cao Ran was hesitant to speak.

Why doesn't this kid look like a young man? Is he really less than 20 years old?

Cao Ran didn't have the courage to stop Fang Wang. It was the first time he felt fear for a younger generation.

Forget it, recover from your injury and run away early!

Back to the lake, Fang Wang meditated and took in the air, and Xiao Zi followed him. Snake Eyes kept staring at Cao Ran, fearing that Cao Ran would attack him by surprise.

Xiao Zi didn't say anything, just stayed beside Fang Wang and stared at Cao Ran.

Until the evening, Cao Ran said goodbye and left. During the flight, he was still bleeding and looked very embarrassed.

"Sir, should we change places?" Xiao Zi asked softly.

Fang Wang admired the dusk and said, "No need, the scenery here is pretty good."

The fifth level of Xuanxin Realm was not his opponent, so there was no need for him to run anymore. He would practice hard and wait for the half-year period to end.

Recently, he had been thinking whether he should travel around the world in the future, find a secluded place to practice, and open up a cave that truly belonged to him.

His cave in Taiyuanmen belonged to the sect after all, and as he became stronger and stronger, who knows if Lu Yuanjun would play tricks.

Guang Qiuxian was a person in the Concentrated Spirit Realm!

He was very strong now, but not so strong that he could ignore Taiyuanmen.

His philosophy was to always keep a hand hidden, at least not to let others know how strong he was.

Xiao Zi looked at him, then followed his gaze and looked at the lake. The setting sun reflected on the lake, the waves were sparkling, and the backs of a man and a snake gradually darkened.

...

On the cliff, Zhou Xue stood in the wind, she was wearing a bamboo hat, and her veil covered her face.

Cao Ran stood beside her, wrapped in white cloth, looking very embarrassed, and his slightly dark face was actually showing signs of paleness.

After recounting his battle with Fang Wang, he couldn't help coughing.

"Your clansman is simply a demon. Now, my old wounds have not healed, and I have new injuries. In the next twenty years, no, in the next fifty years, don't let me help you do things!" Cao Ran said resentfully, and his tone could not hide his emotion.

Zhou Xue was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed. She whispered: "He really always surprises me. This time I really underestimated him, Cao Tianwang, I will make it up to you and help you recover from your injuries as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Cao Ran's eyes lit up and asked: "Really?"

"Well, after the matter of the Great Sage Cave Heaven is over, I will follow the Demon Lord to the North, and then I can pick a ten-thousand-year-old jade bone ice lotus for you." Zhou Xue replied.

Upon hearing this, Cao Ran smiled and said, "With the leader taking action, I feel relieved. But then again, where has the leader gone? It's been three years since the founding of the sect. When will the four guardian kings be selected?"