The Game Has Come True, I Have Become An Immortal In Reality

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The heretic Fang Heng did not rush to take action at this time, but used words to tease Lu Chen.

"Young man in the Qi training period, you won't be able to get out alive today anyway, so let me tell you what Fang Heng has experienced in the Qingyun Sect."

"Do you know how Qingyun Sect treats this idiot Fang Heng?"

Lu Chen didn't speak, his eyes kept staring at the blood sword in the right hand of the heretic Fang Heng.

Recording every trace of spiritual energy running on the blood sword.

The heretic Fang Heng didn't seem to want Lu Chen to answer, and said to himself: "Innate Sword Body, Fang Heng has an innate sword body! He was born with sword intent, a swordsman genius that is rare in the world of immortality for a hundred years!"

"If it were in other sects, they would definitely try their best to improve this guy's weakness that is engraved in his bones and make him one of the few sword masters in the sect's history."

"But what did Qingyun Sect do? They actually let Fang Heng practice on his own, and said that real practice is to cultivate the true self and the transcendent freedom."

"He also said that if your Tao is forcibly given by outsiders, then there is a high probability that it is not your Tao."

"So they never force Fang Heng to do anything, they only let him follow his own heart to practice."

"So, guess how Fang Heng practices?"

"Because he is afraid of seeing blood, he only dares to practice swordsmanship with wooden swords and never fights with living creatures."

"Because of my cowardly character, I never argue with other disciples. Even if I suffer a loss, I don't say anything about it. I just bear it by myself. ⃝ⓒⓞⓜ"

"It's frustrating. It's really frustrating for me to follow him."

"If I hadn't been deceived by the sword intention in his body, I would have thought that this guy would lead me to make a fortune outside."

"How could I recognize him as my master and be taken out of the sword pavilion by him?"

It seemed that he was inspired by the former Fang Heng, so that the heretic Fang Heng's breathing became rapid, and it took a long time to slow down.

Although he scolded Fang Heng for a long time, the heretic Fang Heng couldn't help but praise him a few words.

"But don't tell me, this kid's talent in swordsmanship is really incredible."

"Just because he was afraid of seeing blood, this guy created his own sword technique called Wuhen."

"This swordsmanship has no other characteristics. It is just one word fast. It is so fast that even if it kills the enemy, the sword will not be stained with blood."

"In fact, if you give this guy enough time, or a relatively stable training environment."

"I believe that even if this kid never goes out to practice, he will definitely be able to enter the Tao with the sword, achieve the golden elixir, and even become the real Yuanying. It will definitely not be just a foundation building."

"But it's a pity that this kid was not only born in the wrong era, but his own personality has also wasted his original talent."

"Can you believe it? Just when the enemies were attacking the sect, this guy didn't even dare to draw his sword. He retreated again and again until he hid in the Hidden Sword Pavilion and was easily defeated by the heretic powerful man who broke through the sword pavilion with his sword. Killed."

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Do you think this guy's life... is very sad?"

Fang Heng, a heretic, thought that Lu Chen would agree with what he said.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chen had different opinions on this.

He looked at the heretic Fang Heng and said seriously: "Compared to fellow Taoist Fang, Lu feels that you are... a bit more pathetic at this time. ☜♦"

"What did you say!"

The heretic Fang Heng looked at Lu Chen, his eyes full of anger.

"You say I'm pathetic? You actually think I'm pathetic?"

"Do you want me to be like him, to be a coward all my life, and to hide when things happen?"

"A great swordsman has never stained his sword with blood in his whole life. How can such a person be compared with me? How can he compare with me?"

Lu Chen looked at the furious heretic Fang Heng and said without changing his expression: "Lu has no relationship with you, he is just discussing the matter."

"You don't have to agree with Fang Daoyou's character, or you don't have to agree with everything he does."

"But you can't use this to humiliate him, because although he has never drawn a sword against his enemies, he has also never drawn a sword against his companions."

"No one said that sword cultivators must see blood, and no one said that sword cultivators cannot retreat."

"This is his way, and he has always walked on his own way without changing."

"Everything in the world leads to the same goal through different paths. Although I don't agree with Fellow Taoist Fang's way, I will not rashly deny his way."

"On the other hand, it's you. Although your words are full of humiliation for fellow Taoist Fang, in essence, you just want to force your way onto fellow Taoist Fang."

"Isn't this kind of cowardly behavior that you can't do but pushes others to do...isn't it sad?"

"Compared to Fellow Daoist Fang, why haven't you been retreating all the time?"

The heretic Fang Heng fell silent because he couldn't find a reason to refute Lu Chen for a while.

After a moment, two will-o'-the-wisps slowly appeared in his empty eye sockets without eyeballs.

His expression also changed from crazy to calm.

It's just that he looks like this, making Lu Chen even more afraid.

The heretic Fang Heng looked at Lu Chen and said in a cold tone: "Okay, okay, I finally know why I couldn't help but want to tear you into pieces as soon as I saw you."

"You are just like those old die-hards from the Qingyun Sect. You always carry an inexplicable tolerance with you, as if all the people in the world are good people and I am the only evil one."

"You should feel lucky. If Fang Heng hadn't been blocking you, I would have torn you apart the moment you walked in."

"I don't know where you, a young Qi-training monk, got the confidence to be able to point fingers at me."

"You don't think that just a few words can get me to let you live, do you?"

"Stop dreaming, boy, you are dead today!"

Fang Heng, a heretic, thought that after hearing this death threat, Lu Chen would no longer be able to maintain his damn calmness.

After all, it has never seen many people who can face death without changing their expressions.

But today it... has arrived.

Because when Lu Chen heard these words, he was still unmoved.

He looked at the heretic Fang Heng, very calm, so calm that he seemed not to know what death was.

This look fell in the eyes of heretic Fang Heng, making him even more angry.

No, why are you so crazy?

Could it be that there are really people in this world who are not afraid of death?

Is Lu Chen afraid of death?

That's naturally scary.

It's just that he won't be afraid in the dungeon, because he in the dungeon... won't really die.

He looked at the heretic Fang Heng, who was already furious and had a distorted expression. He shook his head and said, "Lu doesn't think he is a strong person, nor does he have the ambition to care about the world."

"All I have thought about until today is to live forever and see the vast world that I have never seen before."

"And there is one thing you may have misunderstood. That is that my attitude towards fellow Taoist fellow Taoist is not tolerant."

"I just treat everyone equally and firmly believe that every decision I make is the right one."

"If one day, Lu wants to be the enemy of the world, then it will definitely not be my fault, but the whole world... This is my way."

"I think Fellow Daoist Fang is right, then he...is right."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

As if he heard something funny, heretic Fang Heng couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, the heretic Fang Heng sarcastically said: "So if you think he is right, then he is right, and I am wrong, so I am wrong?"

Lu Chen said calmly: "Yes."

"Hahahaha...Then I want to see what you kid can do to me."

As soon as the words fell, heretic Fang Heng took action.

The right hand that turned into a blood sword was as fast as lightning, leaving no trace or form.

But for Lu Chen, who always maintained a high degree of concentration and was blessed with the power of several talismans.

He finally managed to see the heretic Fang Heng's sword.