Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

But now it seems that he didn't die quickly enough.

Jiang Weichen smiled and said, "Your disciple asked you to leave. As long as you expel him from the sect, I will let you go. How about that?"

Zhuo Bufan hesitated. As he was just a newly accepted disciple, he shouldn't have hesitated.

But if you accept a disciple but don't even have the courage to share hardships, then what's the point of accepting a disciple? What's the point of practicing swordsmanship?

"Master, please expel me from the sect and pretend that you have never accepted me today." Dugu Feng said.

Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan, who had been hesitant, made up his mind immediately and shouted, "Let's go! If I leave today, how can I still have the face to hang around in the underworld?

I said I'm not afraid of you getting involved, do you think I'm talking nonsense? It's just a death. Anyway, there's no hope for revenge for me. It's just a matter of dying early or late. It's no big deal.

You are a good kid. I was right about you. If there is an afterlife, I will accept you as my disciple."

Zhuo Bufan accepted his fate and said, "Senior, go ahead. It's better to die at your hands than at the hands of my enemies."

Dugu Feng's eyes were slightly red, his fists were clenched, his nails were dug into his flesh, and a deep feeling of powerlessness came over him again, just as powerless as he had felt many years ago.

"Ah!" Dugu Feng roared angrily, both to vent his frustration and to cheer himself up.

After roaring, he instantly drew his sword and rushed straight towards Jiang Weichen.

"Good!" Zhuo Bufan shouted, "Disciple, you are so brave."

Dugu Feng hadn't even broken through to his innate realm, yet he had the courage to draw his sword, but he actually put it away. It was a bit embarrassing.

Now that his apprentice has gone, wouldn't it seem incompetent as a master if he doesn't show some appreciation?

Zhuo Bufan pulled the sword belt, and instantly grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand. He jumped over Dugu Feng and rushed towards Jiang Weichen.

Both of them were moving extremely fast, but in Jiang Weichen's eyes it was as if they were in slow motion.

When the tip of Zhuo Bufan's sword was only two feet away from him, Jiang Weichen raised his right hand.

clang!

His index finger was directly on the tip of the sword, and Zhuo Bufan's sword could not move forward at all, and the sword body suddenly bent like a bow.

After reaching the limit, Zhuo Bufan rebounded violently and staggered backward.

Jiang Weichen commented: "It has good toughness, it is a precious sword."

The sword he had nurtured for decades was praised by Jiang Weichen, but he did not feel happy at all.

Because he sensed that Jiang Weichen didn't even use his true energy, and used his flesh and blood body to withstand his full-strength stab.

Among all sword moves, stabbing sword is the most powerful. Even though he is at the Grandmaster level and holds a sharp sword, he cannot even break the skin of others.

I knew the gap was huge, but I didn't expect it to be so huge that it made me despair.

I remember when I first came out of retirement, I was full of vigor and looked down upon all the heroes in the world as traitors.

Now it seems so ironic. Zhuo Bufan thought to himself, "Damn it, this is really a blow to me."

Jiang Weichen withdrew his hand and looked at the white mark on his fingertips that quickly disappeared.

His body had undergone a marrow cleansing and blood transfusion, and now it had undergone the Five Qi Body Refining. Even if he didn't use his true Qi, and only moved Qi and blood for defense, no one below the Grand Master could break his skin membrane.

Dugu Feng, who had started first and arrived later, stopped again and came back to his senses after a breath.

"Ah, you devil, do you dare to stop controlling me?" Dugu Feng was furious.

He was previously forced to speak his mind, and now he wants to fight to the death, but he can't even get close.

Jiang Weichen replied, "The fact that you can be affected by my mind control shows that you are not firm enough in your heart, and your determination to fight to the death is not strong enough."

Dugu Feng thought that it was not because his willpower was not strong enough, but because Jiang Weichen's methods were too strange.

But he was powerless to refute, as he was like a toy in the eyes of others.

Zhuo Bufan sighed helplessly, and the courage that had just been inspired by his disciple disappeared. He said helplessly: "Alas, disciple, there is no need to waste your time. We are too weak."

"Master, I'm sorry." Dugu Feng said guiltily, "I shouldn't have kowtowed to you just now."

"I don't blame you. On the contrary, I am very pleased to have a disciple like you before I die."

Zhuo Bufan said in a comforting voice, "We can only blame our master and disciple for our fate."

Chapter 501: The Test of People's Hearts

Jiang Weichen looked at the two men who had stopped fighting and said with a smile, "You accept your fate? No, I haven't agreed yet."

Hearing Jiang Weichen's words, Zhuo Bufan said angrily: "Jiang Weichen, you can kill me but not humiliate me. It would be easy for you to kill my master and me, but you hesitate to do it. You don't kill me, and you don't let me go.

Is this how you, as a powerful celestial being, play tricks on us, master and disciple?

Zhuo Bufan didn't even call him "senior" and just called him by his name.

Jiang Weichen ignored Zhuo Bufan and looked at Dugu Feng, saying, "Dugu Feng, Zhuo Bufan knew that he would die if he stayed for you, his disciple, but he did not hesitate. What about you, his disciple?"

"What do you mean? What are you going to do?" Dugu Feng was puzzled.

Jiang Weichen asked, "How long have you known Zhuo Bufan?"

Dugu Feng didn't want to answer, but he subconsciously said: "Half a year!"

"How does Zhuo Bufan treat you?" Jiang Weichen asked again.

Dugu Feng took a deep breath and clenched his teeth, but quickly replied, "Very good!"

"Ah, you devil, what on earth are you going to do?" Dugu Feng was going crazy and he couldn't control himself.

Whenever he refused to answer, an invisible force would break his will.

When he finished answering, the force disappeared again, allowing him to react.

"Is Zhuo Bufan better to you or are the people in the valley better to you?" Jiang Weichen asked again.

"Auntie A-Bi treats me better." Dugu Feng replied again.

"Apart from A-Bi, who treats you better, Zhuo Bufan or the people in the valley?"

After a breath or two, Dugu Feng replied: "I don't know, maybe Master treats me better."

The people in the valley are very simple and honest, and we have naturally developed feelings for each other after living together for so many years.

Although he had known Master Zhuo Bufan for only a short time, his previous guidance and the fact that he was willing to accompany him to death had instantly elevated his status in his heart.

Jiang Weichen frowned slightly, but soon relaxed his brows and said with a smile, "If you can survive by killing them, will you kill them?"

"No!" Dugu Feng did not hesitate.

Jiang Weichen looked at Dugu Feng and couldn't even refuse to answer. He didn't think Dugu Feng was capable of lying.

However, Jiang Weichen smiled and said, "Just saying it won't do. I want to see deep down in your heart whether you can do it or not."

Dugu Feng and Zhuo Bufan have already accepted their fate. They have been directly played around with.

"You say you won't, but let me see how strong your will is."

As Jiang Weichen finished speaking, his spiritual power slightly increased, and then he said, "Go, kill Zhuo Bufan, and you will live."

"No..." Dugu Feng didn't finish his words, and turned around to face Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan, who had already accepted his fate, angrily said, "Jiang Weichen, if you want to kill me, then kill me. Is it fun to toy with us, master and disciple, like this?"

Jiang Weichen ignored it and just exerted his influence on Dugu Feng.

Zhuo Bufan watched his apprentice slowly walking towards him with a sword in hand. Every time Dugu Feng took a step forward, he took a step back.

Jiang Weichen said, "Stand still and cooperate. You are willing to accompany your disciple to death. Don't you want to know your position in his heart?"

Zhuo Bufan said angrily: "Devil, he is under your control, so what if he is important?"

Jiang Weichen shook his head: "You are wrong, there is indeed a huge gap between him and me.

But I didn't use my full strength, I only used a portion of my mental power. If he doesn't want to, he can get away with it."

Zhuo Bufan was stunned after hearing this, and his mind was divided into two, as if he had transformed into two people, fighting a battle between heaven and man in his mind.

One person said, "Zhuo Bufan, you are despicable. Your disciple didn't want to implicate you just now and let you go. Now you are still thinking of testing your disciple."

Another person retorted, "Since we're going to die anyway, we should know whether it's worth dying, right?"

"You are selfish. You are testing your disciple in this way. Have you ever considered his feelings?"

"I've already died with him, so what's wrong with testing it?"

"What if he hurts you? Wouldn't that make him feel guilty for the rest of his life?"

"Jiang Weichen said that if he doesn't want to, he can get rid of it."

"You believe the devil's words?"

"..."

The debate in Zhuo Bufan's mind was very intense. Although no one could convince the other, he finally stopped and did not move even a step.

Closer, one foot... seven inches... three inches... one inch... three centimeters...

Zhuo Bufan looked at the tip of the sword about to pierce his chest, and felt inexplicably lost in his heart. He regretted cooperating with it, and was upset when he knew the result.

But before the results came out, I wondered in my heart, people are so despicable.

But just when the tip of the sword was about to pierce through his clothes, Dugu Feng stopped. Although his face was covered in sweat and his hand holding the sword was shaking, he finally stopped.

After Dugu Feng broke free, he took a few steps back. The disappointment on Zhuo Bufan's face disappeared, and he felt very relieved.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Weichen's words rang out again, "Congratulations, it seems that you still have some status in his heart."

After Dugu Feng stabilized his staggering body, his face pale, he said: "You devil, how could Aunt A Bi, who is so gentle and kind, have a brother like you?"

Jiang Weichen smiled and said, "Don't get excited, it's not over yet."

The two of them looked at Jiang Weichen's smiling face and felt a little creepy for a moment.

Killing and dismembering people can only make people afraid, but playing with people's hearts is even more terrifying.

Dugu Feng angrily said, "Jiang Weichen, I only regret that I was born too late in this life. I will definitely use the same method to deal with you in my next life."

After saying this, Dugu Feng was about to commit suicide with his sword.

But the sword stopped again when it cut through the skin on the neck.

Jiang Weichen smiled and said, "You can't die if I don't let you die. Go ahead and kill Zhuo Bufan."