My disciple is incompetent, please protect me, Master!
Lin Yun held the scroll in his hand, his face was heavy, and his words were full of helplessness and guilt.
He has two trump cards in his hand that can solve the immediate trouble.
One is the Holy Cloth of the Sky left by the Lord of Canglong, and the other is the scroll left by his master. Both the former and the latter are his biggest reliance on this trip.
But once the former is sacrificed, it will cause huge trouble for itself, if the news of the Holy Cloth of the Sky leaks out.
Even Jian Zong can’t wait any longer!
The temptation of the Holy Cloth of Heaven was too great and its power was almost infinite. It was the most terrifying and invincible murderous aura that Lin Yun had ever seen in his life.
What grade it was, he couldn't guess based on his current state. It was a treasure related to the Golden God War in the ancient times.
Lin Yun could still accept it just causing trouble to himself.
But this holy garment might even bring trouble to the Sword Sect and implicate many innocent people, so he couldn't accept it.
If Tianjiu had not taken action before, had not taken action to detain An Liuyan, and Lin Yun had just left, there would have been no problem.
By then, Tianqiong will definitely be the only one chasing after him.
Lin Yun could just use the Holy Cloth of Heaven and beat him to death. As long as the news was not leaked, there would be no trouble at all.
At this moment, this option is no longer available.
But offering the scroll was also an extremely painful thing for Lin Yun, because Tian Qiong was right.
Master is indeed in retreat!
If a clone were to appear in normal times, the price would not be so high, but at this critical moment, the cost of a clone to appear is not small.
Lin Yun's hatred for Qiu Zhen reached an unprecedented limit.
The other powerful people in the life and death realm have given up, but this person is the only one who keeps forcing him!
At this point, I even broke up with him and completely lost my face.
Old guy!
Lin Yun's hand holding the scroll was trembling. He really felt that he was incompetent and he really didn't want to use the scroll unless he had to.
In Nether Palace, Lin Yun recorded this account.
Even if Qiu Chen dies, Lin Yun will never forget him and will never give up until he hates him.
Yaoguang is coming?
The eyes of the seven demon sects and many powerful people in the life and death realm flashed with fear. At the same time, there was also a hint of surprise. Will Yaoguang really come to the clone?
Yaoguang has lived too long!
There are rumors in many places that the sword master is nearing his end of life and does not have much good life left.
If we can't go further, there will only be two sword masters in Donghuang from now on.
But Yaoguang is still there after all. As long as he is alive, the words Yaoguang Sword Master will have great deterrent power.
Even Qiu Chen was no exception, but he calmed down immediately and said coldly: "Scare me? I really don't believe it anymore! Old Yao Guang..."
Wow!
Before he could finish speaking, the scroll in Lin Yun's hand burst out with dazzling holy light, and then waves of holy light radiated out like water waves.
Soon, the scroll in Lin Yun's hand flew out and unfolded little by little in mid-air.
After a while, Yao Guang's portrait appeared in everyone's eyes.
In the painting, the Yaoguang Sword Master is lifelike, wearing a long robe, long gray hair and a long gray beard, and his eyes seem to embody all the sharpness in the world.
"It's really the Yaoguang Sword Saint!"
The big bosses of the major demon sects in the realm of life and death suddenly looked ashen and were shocked, and a feeling of panic continued to spread in their hearts.
At the same time, I was a little lucky, especially the many elders of the Life and Death Realm in Tianxing Pavilion, who only felt cold and shivering on their backs.
Not bad, not bad.
Chang Cheng felt very lucky. Fortunately, he didn't listen to the weather just now.
Damn it, otherwise I really wouldn’t know how to die.
"This...how is it possible..."
Qiu Chen's eyes were so wide that they almost fell out of his head. He couldn't believe it.
Nether Palace can be said to be the leader of several major demon sects. Its strength far exceeds forces such as Tianxing Pavilion, and its information is also quite well-informed.
He can be 100% sure that Yaoguang is indeed in seclusion!
He even knew that Yao Guang only had five years to live, and if the clone came, his life might be shortened.
Where does this kid come from?
The headmaster of the Sword Sect personally gave him the token, and the Yaoguang Sword Master was willing to sacrifice his life for him.
I'm a little too favored. No matter what, I'm just a disciple of the divine elixir. Is it worth it?
Wow!
Just when everyone was in shock and doubt, the person in the portrait walked out directly. The moment he walked out, a majestic holy power enveloped the world.
Boom!
It was like five thunders struck in everyone's mind, and they were immediately subjected to extremely terrifying suppression. Yaoguang's clone had really arrived.
"Yao Guang is here, who is bullying my disciple?"
Yaoguang Sword Master's face was stern. He looked around in all directions, and a wave of cold murderous aura immediately swept over him.
"Junior, meet the Sword Master!"
thump!
Under such pressure and murderous intent, all the elders in the realm of life and death were so frightened that they fell to their knees.
Security can't bear it!
Only Qiu Chen had a cold face, gritted his teeth and resisted this holy power, and just bowed his hands in salute.
Qiu Chen looked directly at Mu Xuankong and said, "Netherworld Palace, Qiu Chen!"
"Kneel down and talk!"
Yao Guang didn't even look at this person. He raised his hand and pressed it lightly. Qiu Chen immediately spat out blood and fell to his knees under the pressure of life.
"Disciple is incompetent, please pay respects to the master."
When Lin Yun saw Yaoguang's clone coming in person, he had mixed feelings for a moment, and his heart was really filled with all kinds of entanglements.
He lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the latter.
"Look up and speak."
Yao Guang frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.
Lin Yun bit his lip and did not dare to raise his head. He was afraid that he would not be able to stop crying when he raised his head.
"Senior, this person wants to dig up Lin Yun's Green Dragon Divine Bones, and he is not allowed to leave. Senior, please make the decision for Lin Yun!" An Liuyan didn't care so much, and pointed at Qiu Chen.
Dig the keel?
Yao Guang frowned slightly, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, which made people feel frightened.
Everyone felt an icy chill that chilled their bones, and those kneeling on the ground couldn't help but become even more frightened.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Suddenly, a wild laughter sounded in this silent space.
Qiu Chen, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly stood up. His momentum surged at a speed visible to the naked eye.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, a holy light was born from his body, and everyone was immediately shocked to discover it.
Qiu Chen actually has the aura of a saint in his body, but his cultivation level is indeed in the state of nirvana.
Half Saint!
After everyone was shocked, they immediately realized that Qiu Zhen was already in the semi-saint state.
The faces of all the demon sect bosses showed astonishment. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant. It turned out that he was already a semi-saint.
"Oh, I, Qiu Chen, have always been brave enough to do things!"
Qiu Chen's eyes burst with magic light, and he said coldly: "A mere clone cannot scare Qiu!"
Yao Guang looked at him and said nothing.
Qiu Chen said in a deep voice: "Yao Guang, you are old. It is no longer your time! If it were a hundred years ago, he would only
If I want to tell you your name, Qiu will have to let him go. But now, let alone your clone, even if you are here in person, I, Nether Palace, will not be afraid of you!"
"Don't think I don't know. You only have five years to live, and you won't be able to pass that level at all. If you could pass it, you would have passed it long ago. Why wait until your life is approaching to go into retreat?"
Yao Guang narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "No one has talked to me like this for a long time. It seems that I am indeed getting old..."
"You don't have to be humble. Even if you get old, you will still be one of the three great swordsmen in the Eastern Wasteland."
Qiu Chen said in a deep voice: "Since the clone has arrived, Qiu will give you some face and you can just take him away. But young people should not be too crazy. If there is a next time, the gods will not be able to save him!"
Yaoguang, times have changed."
"Hahahaha, you are so good at giving me Yaoguang face!"
Yao Guang burst out laughing, and immediately shouted: "Even a half-saint wouldn't dare to speak to me like this, so I, Yao Guang, will just look at you!"
Yao Guang's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes fell squarely on Qiu Chen for the first time.
boom!
Qiu Chen couldn't help but look up, his eyes were staring at each other, and his mind was buzzing.
An unimaginable majestic sword intent poured into his body in an instant, and his eyes turned into two bloody holes with a bang.
"My eyes!"
Qiu Chen immediately panicked. He touched his eyes and his hands were covered with blood, but he still screamed in surprise.
Bang!
With a loud noise, his entire head exploded, and then countless sword lights burst out from his body.
The dignified half-saint was blown into ashes bit by bit.
Everyone was so frightened that they all knelt on the ground and trembled, completely afraid to raise their heads.
Chang Cheng of Tianxing Pavilion was horrified, how could he be so strong!
This is too exaggerated!
With just one look, he was just a clone. With just one look, Qiu Chen, who was a semi-saint, was gone.
Is this the Yaoguang Sword Saint?
It is not that there are no saints in Tianxing Pavilion, Chang Cheng is not uncommon, but I have never seen such terrifying methods. This is really amazing.
Whoosh!
Yao Guang landed in front of Lin Yun, bent down to help him up, and said softly: "Don't think too much, as long as I am still here as a teacher, I won't let you be wronged. Get up, it's just a clone, right?"
I don’t have much influence.”
Lin Yun stood up and looked at Yao Guang, who was very close at hand. Many words were piled up in his chest, but he couldn't say them out.
"Well done, you actually got the dragon bone. Master is very happy for you."
Yao Guang looked at Lin Yun's chest, a happy smile appeared on his old face, and said softly: "Why didn't you sacrifice the scroll earlier?"
"I'd like to try that……"
Lin Yun quickly explained.
"They are right. Master is indeed old. Yaoguang's reputation cannot deter some people."
Yao Guang's old face showed a slightly sentimental look.
Lin Yun showed an anxious look on his face and said quickly: "Master, don't listen to that person's nonsense. Master can definitely take that step!"
"Hahaha!"
Yao Guang laughed and said: "Good boy, Master knows your thoughts. Who in this world can not grow old? I have already seen life and death. But even if I am old, Master, this old sword, still wants to go to the Netherworld Palace. With me, Yao
In just one day, no one from the Eastern Wasteland Demon Sect is allowed to bully you!"
Wow!
As soon as the words fell, Yao Guang flew across the sky and disappeared in front of Lin Yun.
Lin Yun was stunned and speechless for a moment.
[This chapter is not easy to write. Brother Yun is a passionate person, and Yao Guang is the first master in the true sense. I am still slowly learning how to write the guilt, touch, and warmth in his heart.
, I am not very satisfied with what I wrote, and I would like to apologize to everyone.】
