Save the Bachelor of Heaven

Yuan Thirteenth Limit did not expect that his most beloved disciple would stab him in the back.

"Why?" He looked at Wen Xue'an in confusion.

"Master, I also want to be filial to you, but you are very guarded against all your disciples. I have wanted to learn the sad arrow several times, but you have always resisted and refused to pass it on to me.

Now that you are seriously injured and on the verge of death, I am the only one beside you who can protect you. Wen Xu'an smiled and said, "Tell me the secret of Sad Little Arrow, otherwise you will be doomed this time." "

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it." Yuan Shisanxian said with a bitter smile, "Zhuge Zhengwo, I really lost to you."

"What are you losing for? My martial arts skills are higher than those of the four famous catchers." Wen Xu'an asked in confusion.

He is known as the seventh in the world. Although he is not really ranked, the fact that he dares to claim it and the martial arts world recognizes it shows that he is really powerful. And when it comes to martial arts, the four famous catchers are indeed no match for him.

"Because Zhuge Zhengwo taught me apprentices, but what I taught were beasts." Yuan Shisanqian explained.

He had never served Zhuge Shenhou in his life, and thought that with his own martial arts, he would definitely be better than Zhuge Zhengwo. Even if he was seriously injured by a stunning shot, he didn't think he had lost.

But now that he was stabbed in the back by his most beloved disciple, he finally knew that he was no match for Zhuge Shenhou. Because Zhuge Shenhou taught four famous men, all of them are upright men.

But what he taught was like a beast, and he actually took advantage of his serious injury to force him to learn martial arts. This made him, who had always been pretentious, suddenly hit hard.

When Wen Xu'an heard what he said, he suddenly became angry and attacked Yuan Thirteenth Limit even harder. In an instant, he poked dozens of bloody holes in his body.

Blood flowed out loudly, but Yuan Shisanxian fell to the ground slumped, seemingly completely unable to fight back.

…

"Stop!" At this moment, Wang Xiaoshi couldn't stand it anymore and stabbed Wen Xu'an with his sword, "He is your master after all. Don't you care about family affection at all?"

"Hmph, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked." Wen Xu'an said plausibly, "Do you know how he made his sad little arrow? It was because of his wife's devotion to Taoist Sanbian that she helped him obtain the "Shan Zi Jing" ". But after he mastered the sad little arrow, the first one he killed was his wife.

Your master and his wife have been friends with him for decades, but for the sake of fame, wealth and power, didn't he shoot them all dead? He is so ruthless and unrighteous, how can he possibly teach a good disciple who is kind and righteous? "

Hearing what Wen Xu'an said, Yuan Thirteenth Limit couldn't help but tremble with regret.

"Besides, don't you also want to kill him? Why did you come to stop me?" Wen Xu'an asked.

"I want to kill him, but he is my uncle after all, and he is a well-known hero in the world. Even if I kill him, I will fight in an open and fair manner instead of stabbing him in the back." Wang Xiaoshi retorted.

"Hmph, what a great hero, great hero. I didn't expect there to be someone as pedantic as you in the world." Wen Xu'an sneered, "Since you want to be a hero, then I will help you and let you continue to be a hero in the underworld. .”

With that said, Wen Xu'an used his momentum sword technique and fought with Wang Xiaoshi.

…

Although Wang Xiaoshi was considered a master, he was still a step behind Wen Xu'an, so he quickly fell into a disadvantage. He was beaten back and forth, and then was stabbed down by Wen Xu'an with a sword.

"Go to hell and be your hero." Wen Xu'an sneered and was about to stab Wang Xiaoshi to death. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the air, and Wen Xu'an's expression suddenly froze.

Then he heard puff, puff, puff... Several thin sounds were heard, and several tiny pillars of blood spurted out from his body. In an instant, a river of blood formed on the ground.

So sharp, so cruel, so terrifying.

Wen Xu'an also turned extremely pale in an instant due to the rapid loss of blood in his body. It was as if his entire body had been drained of essence, blood and vitality by a vampire, and he quickly turned into a mummy.

"Blood River Sword Technique?!" Yuan Shisanqian said in surprise.

"Senior, you really have good eyesight." Shen Tong Hou Fangying appeared and said with a smile.

"Sure enough, it's you." Seeing Fang Yingkan, Yuan Shisanqian nodded and asked doubtfully, "Why do you want to help me?"

"I helped senior because I wanted to get the Sad Little Arrow's cultivation method." Fang Yingkan explained, "Senior, I killed your scoundrel and I saved your life. I don't think you will refuse, right? "

"I didn't expect that the dignified young prince would actually covet my unique skills." Yuan Shisanxian smiled and said, "Okay, since you want to learn, then I will tell you."

"Thank you, senior." Fang Yingkan was very happy.

"The martial art of Sad Little Arrow is completed by the combination of Sad Arrow Jue, Endurance Magic and Shan Zi Jing. All three are indispensable." Yuan Shisanqian explained, "The scripture of Shan Zi Jing is 'Zen Hui Lun Wisdom' . Concentrate and practice diligently. Be patient and recite the light and wish to think. Precepts are advanced and accepted. Sandalwood faith is better than wisdom...'"

Fang should watch and listen carefully.

But Yuan Shisanqian's voice became quieter and quieter, as if he was seriously injured and his vitality was severely damaged.

Fang Ying saw the situation and had to step forward to control Yuan Shisan's vitality, lest his hair would become twisted before he finished imparting his magic skills.

After all, except for him, no one in the world can practice the sad little arrow.

Once he dies, this peerless martial art will be lost.

"Senior, hold on a little longer, you continue talking~" Fang Yingkan pressed his left palm on Yuan Shisanxian's back to heal his injuries, while at the same time his right palm was secretly on guard to prevent Yuanshisanxuan Leopard from getting hurt. people.

The Thirteenth Edition of the Yuan Dynasty didn't seem to have this intention. After receiving Fang Yingkan's breath, he continued, "Huisin is better than sandalwood. Fang will enter the high precepts. I am willing to recite the light, endure the thought, and strive to concentrate on the essence. The Wheel of Wisdom Zen consciousness..."

Fang Yingkan was practicing his skills and listening carefully at the same time. He felt that the "Shan Zi Jing" was indeed subtle and mysterious, and it was difficult to understand. He couldn't understand it for a while, so he had to try hard to memorize it first and slowly figure it out later.

But just when he was listening in rapt attention, his body suddenly shook, and then he vomited blood and looked at Yuan Thirteenth Limit in shock.

It turned out that he had been hit by Yuan Shisanqian's sword without knowing it. He didn't know where the sword came from or where it went. When the sword was struck, he didn't even react.

He didn't know he had been hit by the sword until the blood gushed out from his body. This is a unique swordsmanship that Yuan Shisanqian is good at, and its name is "You Can't See the Sword Technique". The emphasis is on killing you, and you don't even know that you have been hit by the sword.

"You..." Fang Ying pointed at Yuan Thirteen Limits with a look of disbelief. Unexpectedly, despite all his precautions, he still failed to prevent Yuan Thirteen Limits' counterattack.

"Do you think I will pass on my unique skills to a sinister and vicious person like you?" Yuan Shisanqian sneered, and then used his arm as a bow and Qi as an arrow to shoot a small sad arrow.

Because with Fang Yingkan's martial arts, even if he was hit by a sword, he would not necessarily die. So he must mend a sad little arrow.

When Fang Ying saw it, he was startled. He immediately did not dare to entangle him, and hurriedly tapped his acupoints to stop the bleeding. Then he used Qinggong to escape quickly.