C523 The great heavenly secrets

Just as the Dragon-scale Sword was about to pierce Chen Tao's chest, a black object suddenly flew over from afar and struck the Dragon-scale Sword.

Fang Yang only felt a huge force transmit through, and his palm went numb. Before he understood what was going on, he saw a black shadow flash past, and Chen Tao, who had just fallen on the ground, was already more than ten meters away.

An old Taoist with white hair and beard appeared beside Chen Tao. Chen Tao bowed respectfully to the old Daoist Priest: "Thank you, master, for saving my life."

"Master?" Fang Yang was extremely surprised. He had obtained information from An Hongtao that Chen Tao did not have a master, and had been raised by his father, the Fructus Artemisiae.

Had Fructus Artemisiae never told Chen Tao about his background? Following that, the words of the Fructus Artemisiae also proved this point:

"I can't blame you, there's something weird about this kid." It's a good thing that I came back in time. Otherwise, you know the consequences. "

Chen Tao did not seem to care at all: "Is the matter with Master resolved? The descendants of Fumenes should not be able to escape from the palms of Master, right? "

The Fructus Artemisiae coldly snorted, "Hmph, even though the descendants of Fumenes don't have much talent, their ancestors are all important figures.

He thought that he could follow them and enter the Secret Cave behind them, but who would have thought that there was actually another mechanism behind them! They were only a few dozen feet away, but they were able to escape!

Forget it, let's talk about the Fumenes later. Since the monks couldn't escape from the temple, they would come back sooner or later. "If it's this brat, how are you going to deal with him?"

Chen Tao said: "The Azure Dragon Jade already recognized him as its master. It just so happens that the inheritance on my Yellow Dragon Jade is suppressed by it, so it's best not to leave it behind. "

Fructus Artemisiae was a little displeased: "After cultivating you for so many years, you can't even take care of a single junior. You are truly a piece of trash! "This is the last time I'll help you. If something like that happens again, you can go on your own!"

The master and disciple pair had decided his fate in front of Fang Yang, and this made Fang Yang's heart sink to the bottom.

The mouth of the tiger was still numb, but what surprised him the most was the grape at his feet! That was the thing Fructus Artemisiae used to repel him and save Chen Tao!

After going through battles of all sizes, Fang Yang had a very precise understanding of his own strength. That attack just now, even an early Earth Stage master wouldn't dare to face it head on.

When the Fructus Artemisiae shot out the grapes, he had not yet entered the courtyard from the main hall but had instead sat at the altar.

From that distance, he could still hit the Dragon-scale Sword accurately and push Fang Yang back. The grapes still remained intact …

Fang Yang didn't know if his own master An Hongtao was able to do it, but what he was sure of was that he was definitely unable to do it!

Since he could not win, Fang Yang was naturally not stupid enough to throw away his life, and immediately took out the jade pendant that An Hongtao had given him before coming here:

"Senior Fructus Artemisiae, this one is the personal disciple of An Hongtao, one of the Qing Cheng Qi Zi. This is my master's keepsake.

"My master has told this junior about Senior's achievements. Please be magnanimous and allow this junior to go down the mountain. In the future, I will definitely pay my respects and pay my respects!"

"Qing Cheng Qi Zi? It's a pity that my eyes aren't good and I didn't see any keepsake. " Fructus Artemisiae didn't even look as he made his move.

With Fang Yang's eyesight, he merely saw Fructus Artemisiae raise his palm, and in the next instant, Fructus Artemisiae's right palm had already imprinted itself onto his chest!

Just as the Fructus Artemisiae spat out his palm energy and was about to kill Fang Yang, the jade in Fang Yang's hand suddenly released a white light that protected Fang Yang.

When Fructus Artemisiae struck out this time, it was weakened by the white light before landing on Fang Yang's body. Even so, Fang Yang was still blasted several meters away, heavily smashing onto the courtyard wall. The jade pendant in his hand, had already shattered into several pieces!

Outside the wall was a cliff that was hundreds of meters high. Fang Yang fell in the corner and spat out large mouthfuls of blood, mixed with pieces of his internal organs;

If not for the fact that the jade pendant had weakened part of his palm strength, he would have been killed on the spot. Fang Yang held the jade pendant tightly in his hand, and squeezed out a bitter smile.

"Hehe, so mighty!" The previous Sect Leader of the Heaven's Secrets Sect, an Earth Stage Great Perfection expert, had actually tried to kill a Profound Rank junior! If word of this gets out, everyone will laugh their teeth off! "

"I never thought that An Hongtao would actually be willing to give you a death-like jade pendant. But it doesn't matter, the King of Hell told you to die, who would dare to keep you here till midnight!

I want to see who can save you this time! " Fructus Artemisiae walked to Fang Yang's side as he spoke, he raised his right hand again and smacked down fiercely.

Looking at the giant palm above his head that was quickly being suppressed, Fang Yang's eyes were filled with unwillingness and anger! Was it really going to end like this? Was he really going to lose to fate?

He hadn't realized his grandfather's wish, hadn't met his own parents, and hadn't taken back everything that belonged to him. How could he just die like that?!

The strong unwillingness and unyielding fighting spirit caused Fang Yang to miraculously raise his right hand to meet the attack! Even the Fructus Artemisiae and Chen Tao felt that this was unbelievable.

The instant the two palms collided, the faint sound of a Dragon's Roar could be heard from between the heaven and earth. Fang Yang's body was smashed away, collapsing the courtyard wall and plummeted down the cliff.

Standing at the place where Fang Yang fell, Fructus Artemisiae had a solemn expression. Chen Tao walked up to take a look and his face revealed a suppressed joy:

"Master, once Fang Yang dies, I will no longer be able to control myself! Sooner or later, this disciple will become the overlord of Ancient Martial Realm and fulfill Master's last wish! "

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Fructus Artemisiae slowly said: "When Fang Yang was sent flying, did you hear the voice of the Dragon's Roar?"

Chen Tao was startled: "The voice of the Dragon's Roar? disciple really didn't hear it. "

"You really didn't hear it?" Fructus Artemisiae and Chen Tao were very close, there was no reason for him to hear anything, nor could Chen Tao hear anything.

Chen Tao answered with certainty: "This disciple swears to the heavens, I really didn't hear the voice of the Dragon's Roar!"

Fructus Artemisiae's expression relaxed a little, "Maybe I'm too sensitive and I'm not the best. Fang Yang is easy to deal with, but if my Qingcheng Mountain gets serious, even if I tied all ten of them together, I would only be able to escape. "

Chen Tao said carefully: "Now that he is dead, other than us master and disciple, there are no other witnesses, no one else can find us."

"Yes, that's right." Fructus Artemisiae gave a light grunt, then his face became serious: "You really shamed this old one! It just so happens that I am in a good mood today. Thus, I will accompany you in your training for an additional two hours! "

"Master …" Chen Tao's face was about to turn green!

The Fructus Artemisiae being his sparring partner was akin to treating him as a punching bag! After each training session, he would lie down for three to five days. The worst case scenario would be that he wouldn't be able to get down to the ground in a month!

Fructus Artemisiae glared at him. "What? Do you have any objections? "

Chen Tao promptly shook his hand: "No, no, I had wanted to ask Master for guidance a long time ago, but I didn't get the chance to.

Fructus Artemisiae flung his sleeves: Go to the closed door cultivation room!

The top of the mountain regained its calm, and on a stone platform that was less than two metres outside of the cliff, there was a person hanging from the crown of a thick and sturdy pine tree. It was Fang Yang who was beaten down from above!

The current Fang Yang had completely lost consciousness, and was probably even more arrogant than a dead person. All the bones in his body shattered, his internal organs shifted, he breathed out more and breathed less. It seemed like he was going to die soon!

Just then, a hole suddenly appeared soundlessly on the stone wall of the stage. Yang Fan carried the heavily injured Monk Zhou and walked out.