Ye Wuwu knelt down on the ground and said: "Reporting to the master, the disciple's skills are inferior to others, and he was defeated by the Lord of Reincarnation."
Zhang Qingyu nodded and said: "Well, victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. I don't blame you. Where is your Tingyu Sword?" His eyes were directed to Ye Wuwu's waist, but there was nothing there.
"me……"
Ye Wuwen was dripping with cold sweat, his lips were blue and white, and he said: "I made a bet with the Lord of Reincarnation. If I lost, I gave the Tingyu Sword to him."
Hearing this, Zhang Qingyu's face twitched and said: "Who told you to make a random bet? The Tingyu Sword is our sect's most important treasure. It contains a Nine Nether Sword Soul sealed in it. It is of great value! Who gave you the courage to take Tingyu Sword?
Yujian goes to gamble?"
Ye Wuwu was trembling all over and said: "Headmaster, you gave me that sword, and I have the right to dispose of it. The loss this time is my fault, but..."
Snapped!
Before he could finish his words, a shadow flashed before his eyes, and Zhang Qingyu slapped him hard.
"I give it to you and it's yours!? You're so brave, you dare to gamble with this sect's most valuable treasure!"
Zhang Qingyu's eyes were so angry that he almost burst into flames. He didn't expect that Ye Wuwu was so bold that he would gamble with Tingyujian.
Elder Song Ji stood up with a gloomy look in his eyes and said: "Endless, you suppress the realm and fight the Lord of Reincarnation. Even if you lose, you can still restore the Heavenly Lord's methods and just refuse to admit the blame. Why are you so stupid?
, really hand over the Tingyu Sword to him?"
Ye Wuwu said: "Elder, but if you do this, wouldn't it be a betrayal of your promise?"
Song Ji sneered and said: "Xinnuo is nothing! You have never sworn a poisonous oath, so you don't have to worry about the backlash. Even if you don't admit it, what can the Lord of Reincarnation do to you?"
Ye Wuwu said: "But, elder, didn't you say that there is an extraordinary guardian behind the Lord of Reincarnation?"
Song Ji sighed: "As long as you don't hurt his life, Ren Feifan will not show up easily. Alas, you don't know how to adapt your mind, you are too rigid, and you have become a fool in practicing swordsmanship."
After a pause, Song Ji looked up at Zhang Qingyu and said: "Headmaster, fortunately we haven't told him the secrets of our sect, otherwise we might have ruined everything!"
Ye Wuwen hurriedly said: "Elder, what is the major secret of our sect? Why have you always refused to tell me?"
"No more words!"
Zhang Qingyu waved his hand impatiently. He had always wanted to train Ye Wuwu and become his confidant.
But from what happened today, it seems that Ye Wuwu is indeed a sword fanatic. He doesn't know how to deal with many things. He actually lost the Sword Sect's most important treasure, the Tingyu Sword, out of nowhere.
"You lost the Tingyu Sword that has been passed down by our sect for tens of thousands of years. According to the sect's rules, you should destroy Dantian and be expelled from the sect."
Hearing this, Ye Wuwu's face turned ashen for an instant, and he knelt on the ground and said: "Supreme Headmaster, please have mercy!"
Zhang Qingyu had a gloomy face, said nothing, and only waved to Song Ji.
Song Ji also had cold eyes, stepped forward, grabbed Ye Wuwen's collar, and said: "Wendless, you lost the Tingyu Sword today. You are an eternal sinner of my Jianmen Sect. You are unworthy of the title of the Seventh Son of the Jianmen Sect. Today
I will destroy your Dantian and expel you from the school, what else do you have to say?"
Among the many geniuses of Jianmen, there are seven most famous ones, known as the "Seven Sons of Jianmen".
Ye Wuwu is one of the "Seven Sons of Sword Sect"!
However, the crime he committed today was so great that Jianmen could no longer accommodate him.
"Elder, have mercy! I can make up for it!"
Ye Wuwu's heart felt like a knife piercing it, and he begged again and again. Under the sadness in his heart, the heart of the Chaos Rain sword shook the heaven and earth, causing heavy rain to fall in the world in the painting.
Drops of rain fall on the land of ink, picking up pools of ink, like a dream.
"There's no need to make amends for your mistakes, just accept your guilt!"
Song Ji raised his palm and wanted to destroy Ye Endless's Dantian.
"Master, wait!"
At this time, a voice sounded.
I saw a man carrying a long red sword striding into the world in the painting.
"Song Yanjun!"
Ye Wuwu looked at the man, his face twitching.
The man's name was Song Yanjun. He once competed with Ye Wuwu for the title of "Seven Sons of Sword Sect", but was eventually defeated by Ye Wuwu.
This Song Yanjun is also the direct disciple of Elder Song Ji.
"Jun Yan, what are you doing here?"
Elder Song Ji said slowly.
Song Yanjun cupped his hands and said: "Master, Headmaster, Wuyuan's crimes were extremely evil this night, so there is no need for you to take action. I will destroy his Dantian."
Song Ji was startled and glanced at the head coach Zhang Qingyu.
Zhang Qingyu didn't say anything, but acquiesced.
Song Ji nodded and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you."
After saying that, he grabbed Ye Wuwen's collar, blocked his spiritual energy, and threw it directly to Song Yanjun.
"Thank you Master!"
Song Yanjun was overjoyed. He looked at Ye Wuwu on the ground and sneered: "Senior Brother Wuwu, I'm sorry. Who told you to be so arrogant and lose the supreme weapon of my sword sect? Today you have been deprived of your Dantian and expelled from the division.
The door is also your own fault!"
After saying that, Song Yanjun raised his hand and struck Ye Wuwen's lower abdomen with a fierce palm.
"puff!"
Ye Wuwen opened his mouth and spat out blood. He felt severe pain in his lower abdomen and his Dantian was broken.
In addition to his Dantian being abolished, he clearly felt that there was a ray of hot Lihuo dark energy rushing into his body.
"Song Yanjun, you..."
Ye Wuwu's face was distorted. He knew that Song Yanjun was avenging his personal revenge. In addition to destroying his Dantian, he also secretly planted a vicious evil spirit in him. When the evil spirit broke out, he would definitely die!
"Teacher, Master."
After Song Yanjun destroyed Ye Wuwu Dantian, he stood up and bowed to Zhang Qingyu and Song Ji.
Zhang Qingyu's face was gloomy and he didn't talk nonsense. With a flick of his sleeves, Ye Endless's body flew out of the world in the painting.
"From today onwards, you will no longer be a disciple of my Sword Sect!"
"Song Yanjun, you will make up for the absence of the Seventh Son of Jianmen."
Zhang Qingyu said calmly.
Song Yanjun was overjoyed and said, "Thank you so much, Master!"
Elder Song Ji was worried and said: "Headmaster, we have lost the Tingyu Sword, which has greatly affected the luck of the Taoism. What should we do in the future?"
Zhang Qingyu pondered for a while, then frowned and said: "How is the investigation going on the whereabouts of Lihuo Realm?"
Elder Song Ji said: "Are you talking about the location of the treasure of the former Chaos Yan Emperor, the Lihuo Realm?"
Zhang Qingyu said: "That's right!"
Elder Song Ji said: "I have already found out the whereabouts of the Lihuo Realm. I even took Lord Yan to the outskirts of the secret realm to get a trace of the Lihuo Divine Flame to help him cultivate his inner breath." He said and looked at him.
Song Yanjun.
Song Yanjun hurriedly said: "Exactly!"
He had just quietly buried a stream of Lihuo evil energy in Ye Wuwu's Dantian, which was enough to kill Ye Wuwu.
Zhang Qingyu said: "I heard that in the realm of Lihuo, the lifelong treasures of the Chaos Flame Emperor are stored. Among them are two great treasures, one is the divine fire he left behind, and the other is the legendary Holy Grail of Human Slaughter!"
This chapter has been completed!