A look of surprise flashed in Jun Liyue's eyes. Fang Tiancheng's strength surprised her a little. The most important thing was that Fang Tiancheng's Confucian Saint Pen gave her a feeling that was very different from ordinary imperial-level magic weapons.
Is that the same? Zhang Yi even suspected that the Confucian Saint's pen had already reached the standard of supreme magic weapon, and there was an infinite possibility of rising. After all, it included the heroic spirit of the first Confucian Saint, which could not be measured by general concepts.
"But...this is not enough!"
After the words came to an end, a soft sword appeared in Jun Liyue's hand. As the cold light burst out, the surroundings were filled with rich sword intent.
"Tianyue Sword! It's possible that she can actually cast the Tianyue Sword, Fang Tiancheng has some skills."
When the Taoist disciples saw the soft sword in Jun Liyue's hand, they all took a few steps back, fearing that they would be affected.
"break!"
Jun Liyue shouted loudly, and the breath in her body surged wildly. The vast power actually broke Fang Tiancheng's restriction on her. "The Confucian methods are nothing more than that."
After the words came, Jun Liyue waved the Tianyue Sword in his hand, and a sharp moonlight fell from the sky, as if the sharpest thing in the world could kill everything.
"Defend!"
Fang Tiancheng saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately wrote a big word "defense" in the void with a Confucian sage. A tough force instantly wrapped it, and the golden literary spirit formed an indestructible barrier around him.
“Buzz!”
When the moonlight fell on the golden barrier, the entire barrier began to vibrate wildly, and Fang Tiancheng also seemed a little struggling, and felt a continuous spiritual power rushing towards him, as if he was about to swallow him.
"Click!"
The golden barrier shattered in response to the sound, and the moonlight was invincible. He headed straight to Fang Tiancheng's neck and cut off his hair.
Fang Tiancheng quickly blocked the Ru Sheng Pen in front of him, and then escaped, but his figure began to retreat continuously, and finally fell heavily to the ground, and a violent tearing/pulling feeling came from his body.
Jun Liyue didn't even look at Fang Tiancheng, put away the Tianyue Sword and turned his head and left proudly.
Fang Tiancheng's eyes were full of dissatisfaction, but he couldn't help but sigh, "So strong!"
"If it weren't for the fact that the Confucian Sheng Pen had consumed too much before, I wouldn't have been so embarrassed."
Fang Tiancheng endured the pain in his body and came to Zhang Yi and murmured in a low voice.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I am not her opponent for the time being. With her strength, she should be invincible within the same level. She may have the power to fight when I break through the tribulation period."
A look of loss flashed in Fang Tiancheng's eyes. This was the feeling of his first attempt in the ancient domain. And now he still feels a little powerless when facing Jun Liyue.
Jun Liyue gave him the feeling of an ancient ferocious beast, his strength was unfathomable, and the spiritual power in his body was also as endless as the ocean.
"After all, he is the strongest young generation of the Sanqing Sect, so you don't have to be discouraged. You are still in the late stage of the God Transformation."
Zhang Yi saw that Fang Tiancheng was hit and comforted him with a rare word.
Fang Tiancheng nodded and said with a cautious look: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, this person is a strong enemy, so you need to be extra careful."
"Junior Brother Zhang, Jun Liyue is not easy to mess with, but this matter is a bit strange. She is obsessed with cultivation and cannot think of you because of the Wuling Tianzong."
Nan Zhi frowned. She always felt that this was not that simple.
"You mean someone is interfering with it?"
Zhang Yi understood in an instant, and he had to admit that Jun Liyue was a trouble, much more difficult than Xu Yang.
"Yes! Otherwise, Jun Jiyue wouldn't care about this matter at all. Wuling Tianzong said it bluntly, so she wouldn't have to take action."
Nan Zhi said with a firm expression.
"Who do you think it's?"
Zhang Yi also felt that Jun Liyue was a little confused, something was wrong.
"The only person from Tianmen who is qualified to let her take action is Yue Qingxian, the leader of Tianmen Sect, but he doesn't know why she did this."
Nan Zhi pondered for a moment and frowned.
"Master of Tianmen? I have never seen her."
Zhang Yi was even more confused and felt that the water from the Three Qing Sects was much deeper than he had imagined.
"I guess it may be related to the Supreme Tomb, and she will definitely go there too."
Nan Zhi guessed.
"It's for the Supreme Tomb again?"
Zhang Yi frowned, and had caused a lot of trouble for the Supreme Tomb.
"But Junior Brother Zhang doesn't have to worry. With Jun Jiyue's interest, she will wait for you to break through to the tribulation period before fighting, and she will not fight with you for the time being."
Seeing Zhang Yi frowned, Nan Zhi thought he was worried that Jun Liyue was in trouble, so he couldn't help but explain.
"Also, since the three of us have decided to stand on your side, we will not betray them easily."
At critical moments, you still have to show your position to avoid misunderstandings from Zhang Yi.
Besides, Jun Jiyue is the saint of the Heavenly Sect, not the Taoist saint, so she doesn’t care about too many of them. At most, just pay more attention when going out to practice.
"Aren't you afraid of Jun Jiyue?"
Zhang Yi looked at the people with interest, but he had no trust in them.
"If she becomes the senior sister of the Sanqing Sect, we still have some concerns. Now she is just a saint of the Tianmen, so she is not that scary."
Nan Zhi said without hesitation.
"By the way, it seems that the chief disciple of the Sanqing Sect will be selected in this competition, and it is also the successor of the future leader of the Sanqing Sect. Junior Brother Zhang must seize it."
Nan Zhi's eyes were filled with strange brilliance and she said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi's expression changed, and the old guy Zhou Tianyang didn't tell him about this, which made him more vigilant about Zhou Tianyang.
"Let's go and find Shen Wangu and others first, and Junior Brother Zhang should practice hard."
Afterwards, the three of them bowed to Zhang Yi and set out on the road to find Shen Wangu and others.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I am also going to practice in seclusion. I am the 19th generation of Confucian Confucian saint, but I am not as good as the saint of the Heavenly Sect. I can't swallow this tone!"
A strong fighting spirit burst out in Fang Tiancheng's eyes, and a breath was flowing in his chest.
"I see that the literary spirit of the Confucian Sheng pen in your hand seems to be less intense than before. Is there any way to recover?"
Zhang Yi pointed to the Confucian Sheng's pen and asked.
After all, Fang Tiancheng is stronger, which is also beneficial to him.
Fang Tiancheng shook his head, "If I can break through the Tribulation Period, I can recover, the Confucian Sheng Pen is closely related to my cultivation."
"With Fellow Daoist Zhang's talent, if I am willing to give me some advice, maybe I will not be able to break through it long before I felt the bottleneck last time at Wensheng Academy."
A light of expectation bloomed in Fang Tiancheng's eyes and he said slowly.
Although Zhang Yi has no Confucian roots, Zhang Yi's talent has deeply impressed him, which is also the important reason why he is willing to stay with Zhang Yi.
"How do I give you some advice?"
Zhang Yi did not know the Confucian method of practicing Buddhism, but he did not mind helping Fang Tiancheng. Fang Tiancheng has also made a lot of efforts in the ancient domain during this period. He deserves this!