Although Jiang Yun left, song Yue still stood outside the boundary of Wuzhou road!
At the moment, the whole person was like a lost soul, just like turning into a statue, standing there motionless.
Although he was still alive, this time he came out, not only broke his blood sword, but also his cultivation fell from the strong man of the Tao nature realm to the Tao spirit realm.
Such a fact made him completely unacceptable and felt whether he was dreaming.
It was not until the powerful pressure piled up on him that he suddenly recovered, and his face showed the color of fear.
The pressure comes from the boundary seams around.
Because of the sharp drop of cultivation, it is impossible for him to stay in the gap now. The pressure here can easily crush him into nothingness.
However, even now he wants to return to the nearby Wuzhou Dao boundary, he can't do it.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
In Song Yue's almost crazy murmur, he quickly shouted at the onlookers around him who had never left: "my name is song Yue. I'm a disciple of tenglin, the external elder of Jianzong. Save me, save me!"
At the same time, song Yue's hand also appeared a token representing his identity!
Now, the only way for him to survive is to hope that some of these friars can kindly send him back to Jianzong waizong and his master.
Fortunately, his identity still works.
Although tenglin is said to be the elder of waizong, he is actually one of the elders of the whole sword sect. He is just sent to be responsible for managing waizong and has a great reputation.
Therefore, after hearing song Yue's words for help and his identity, many people in the crowd immediately rushed to him in front of each other.
Being able to save the disciples of tenglin will naturally bring them great benefits.
Seeing that at least a dozen people surrounded song Yue and left, and still among the other monks here, someone shook his head and said, "Song Yue is completely abandoned."
This person's words were immediately endorsed by others.
"Yes, the sword cultivation stresses that the sword is in the presence of people, and the sword is broken and people die. Especially the leader of the sword sect attaches great importance to this, but the song Yue's sword is broken now, but people are still alive. Even if he returns to the sword sect, he will never be valued again."
"But even if he is no longer valued, his master tenglin is bound to avenge his disciple."
"Speaking of it, his opponent, Jiang Yun, is very powerful. He didn't use all his strength. Reasonably speaking, such a friar should be a little famous, but why haven't we ever heard of it?"
"What's strange? This world is short of everything, but there will never be a shortage of experts. Well, don't mind these business. We'd better hurry to ask God!"
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In the twinkling of an eye, half a month later, Jiang Yun also appeared in another transmission array in the tao world, with a tired look on his face, quietly waiting for the opening of this transmission array.
During this period of time, he put aside all things, especially song Yue's affair, even though he had fought, and went all out to catch the road wholeheartedly.
Let alone meditate and rest, even my eyes haven't been closed for more than ten breath.
Continuous transmission, coupled with the continuous use of the technique of shrinking into inches, is extremely painful. Even he can't bear it.
But even so, because he came back too late, it took him about 20 days to get to Weng Tian as soon as possible, but Weng Zong's Dabi was about to start in half a month.
"Anyway, it's too late. Now we can only hope that the competition time of mountain and sea division can be extended a little later. It doesn't need more, five days!"
"But it seems unlikely!"
As Jiang Yun turned the idea in his head, the light of the transmission array had lit up, and he was ready to close his eyes.
The time of each transmission is the only time he can rest.
However, at the moment when his eyes were about to close, he suddenly opened them again, looked up and looked at the sky!
There, there was a golden sword Qi, like a meteor, stabbing towards the transmission array, or towards Jiang Yun.
This suddenly burst out a cold light in Jiang Yun's eyes. Without hesitation, he began to shrink the ground into inches, took one step and withdrew from the transmission array.
Just as his body had just left the transmission array and appeared in the air outside the array, the sword Qi falling from the sky had been heavily split on the transmission array.
I heard a loud bang all day, and the whole transmission array exploded!
There were dozens of friars in the transmission array, including Jiang Yun. Except that Jiang Yun reacted very quickly and quit in time, all the remaining friars were dead on the spot!
Some were killed by the explosive force of the transmission array, while others were directly split into two by the sword Qi!
Even some monks waiting outside the transmission array were affected. One by one, they all flew out. Although they were not dead, they were also injured. Further away, everyone was shocked and confused after seeing the sudden situation of this scene. They didn't know what had happened. Until, a figure appeared at the explosion of the transmission array. It was an old man, dressed in a golden robe, tall and straight as a sword, with white hair carefully combed behind his head. Although there was no expression on the wrinkled face, there was a sharp sword in both eyes. As soon as his eyes swept around, everyone immediately felt it. It was like a sharp sword, and all the hairs on his body stood up involuntarily. Even some people with weak accomplishments, under the old man's eyes, cracks appeared on their clothes and skin, slowly exuding blood. As a result, everyone was silent. Even though many of them were dissatisfied with the old man's previous behavior of splitting the transmission array and killing dozens of monks, no one dared to speak at the moment. Because they are clearly aware that the old man's eyes can really kill! Fortunately, the old man's eyes didn't stay on others. He just glanced around the crowd and looked straight at... Jiang Yun! Although Jiang Yun was not afraid of the old man's eyes, he also had a dignified meaning in his heart. Because the old man's strength is very strong, and he is a sword repairman, if he enters the nine color world, he is definitely not his opponent. However, he could guess the identity of the old man and said calmly, "who are you from tengxu and song Yue?" Hearing Jiang Yun's words, the old man didn't answer immediately, but still looked at Jiang Yun for a moment before nodding and saying, "I have some concentration!"“ Tengxu is my son, song Yue is my disciple, I, the elder of Jianzong, tenglin! " Tenglin! Jiang Yun had no reaction to the name and identity reported by the other party, but the people around him who had been silent suddenly burst into a pot. Even though they didn't know the name of tenglin, the identity of the sword sect elder, one of the nine Avenue sect, was enough to shock everyone. No wonder he dares to kill many friars in the transmission array without scruples! No wonder his eyes are as sharp as a sword and can even kill! However, in addition to being shocked, they are also very curious. What is the sanctity of Jiang Yun, who is now confronting tenglin, that can provoke the Tangtang sword sect elder to hunt him down in person! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.