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Chapter 698 Reunion

The person who came was none other than Xiao Jie, holding Chen Yu's pure Jun sword in his hand.

It turned out that it was just dawn, and Chen Yu had already set off to the depths of this ancient building complex. He wanted to see if he could find anything valuable.

As for the Chunjun sword, it was indeed given to Xiao Jie by Chen Yu. The reason is very simple. Chen Yu was worried that someone would come, so he asked Xiao Jie to guard the place.

Xiao Jie also did not expect that Song Qingyun, who followed Huang Zhanhong, Fang Zizai, Luo Ge, and Lu Xianke, would end up like this. He was so close to taking advantage of these casual cultivators.

And the big man who Xiao Jie cut off his right hand looked at Xiao Jie with a murderous look on his face and said, "I thought it was who it was. It turns out to be Xiao Jie, a close disciple of Lu Xianke from the Holy Spirit Sect."

Xiao Jie's expression was slightly startled, and then he said arrogantly: "Since you recognize me, then get out of here as soon as possible. I can pretend that this never happened."

These five casual cultivators are all in the early stage of Jindan, just like Xiao Jie.

The reason why Xiao Jie was able to cut off the big man's hand just now was because the other party focused all his attention on Song Qingyun, and did not expect that there would be anyone in this ancient building complex, so he was caught off guard.

Although Xiao Jie is the genius of the Holy Spirit Cult, he is not strong enough to fight one against five, and neither can Song Qingyun, because she has already suffered serious injuries and cannot be of much help.

"If you have your master by your side and you tell me to leave, I will naturally leave."

"But in the ancient ruins, what's the difference between you and us?" The severed hand was bleeding continuously, which stimulated the big man's nerves, and he actually wanted to kill Xiao Jie too.

"Brothers, take action and chop this Holy Spirit Cult genius to death." The big man shouted angrily, and the four younger brothers rushed towards Xiao Jie like tigers released from the cage.

In the ancient building complex, the spiritual energy fluctuated wildly for a while, and golden runes were suspended in the sky, continuously bombarding beams of destruction.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Xiao Jie was entangled by his younger brother, the big man rushed towards Song Qingyun regardless of his broken hand.

Song Qingyun waved his sword and faced him, but unfortunately he was no match for the big man, so he could only retreat steadily.



But at this moment, deep in the ancient building complex, Chen Yu was stopping in front of an ancient monument.

The words on the ancient stele are extremely old, and most of them have been weathered, but Chen Yu can still read a few passages clearly.

"Eight Divine Generals!" In the murmur, Chen Yu rubbed the stone tablet with his hand, and a rough feeling came to his heart.

The stone tablet records that this place is one of the Eight Divine Generals, and the forces under the command of Divine General Moko. As for too much information, Chen Yu does not know.

In the main realm before his rebirth, Chen Yu seemed to remember seeing a description of the Eight Divine Generals in an ancient book.

"It is said that the eight divine generals once swept through the main realm. They all obeyed the orders of an invincible being, an ancient legend." Chen Yu frowned, and his guess might be right.

The ancient ruins of the World Mountain may have really fallen from the sky and landed in the mysterious spirit world.

At this moment, Chen Yu suddenly turned around and saw Xiao Jie's magical power from a long distance away.

Several golden runes, extremely huge, erupted with brilliant light, and ejected golden light pillars containing destructive energy in the sky.

"What's going on?" Chen Yu was a little upset. He turned into a thunderous dragon and rushed towards the battle site.



One after another golden light beams blasted out from the golden runes in the sky, but they were all smashed by the four casual cultivators who besieged Xiao Jie. The golden light scattered in all directions, and the scene was thrilling.

There was a bang, and on the other side, the leading man punched Song Qingyun hard on the shoulder.

Poor Song Qingyun, her body flew out like a cannonball, collapsing a wall in the ancient building complex.

Turning his left wrist, the big man took out a long knife from the storage ring. He jumped up high and struck Song Qingyun from top to bottom with one knife.

"Brother, don't!" Seeing the strong man's fighting spirit, he actually wanted to cut Song Qingyun in half. Not far away, the younger brother who was fighting with Xiao Jie screamed in surprise.

Taking advantage of the rare opportunity when the four casual cultivators were distracted, Xiao Jie turned around and ran away. It was not that he was merciless, but at this critical moment of life and death, it was obvious that saving his life was the most important thing.

The sharp blade came down in an instant, and Song Qingyun's body stiffened, and she was stunned on the spot, forgetting to even dodge.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, a slender figure flashed from a distance, dangerously and dangerously, standing in front of the big man and Song Qingyun.

Chen Yu gently stretched out his right index finger and touched the blade of the long knife that the big man swung with all his strength.

With a clang, there was the sound of gold and iron clashing in the ancient building complex. The big man's knife, which could break mountains and crack rocks, was actually blocked by a finger.

Not to mention splitting Chen Yu's palm, this knife could not even break the skin of his index finger.

The big man's eyes widened in horror, his face full of incredible expressions, and even the bodies of the four casual cultivators not far away froze in place.

Only Xiao Jie, who escaped some distance and then turned back, seemed extremely calm about Chen Yu's move. After all, he had expected it.

"Who are you?" Chen Yu glanced at the big man, and without waiting for the big man to say anything, he said in a cold tone, "No matter who you are, you are disturbing me, so go to hell."

Pulling off his index finger, Chen Yu flexed his finger and gently flicked it on the blade of the big Han sword.

With a bang, the long knife exploded on the spot. Chen Yu waved his sleeve, and the fragments of the broken blade shot out like bullets with a sharp whistle, hitting the four casual cultivators in the distance who had not yet reacted.

The whole body is pierced.

The leading man was so frightened by Chen Yu's hand that he turned around and wanted to escape.

Chen Yu put his right hand on the hilt of the Wanhong Sword, suddenly shook his head and said: "You ants are not worthy of letting me draw a sword."

Looking at the big man who had escaped from the ancient building complex in the blink of an eye, Chen Yu looked grim and kicked lightly with the tip of his right foot. A stone whizzed away from the ground, stirring up large areas of the poisonous miasma in the sky.

Ah! A miserable howl sounded, and the stone pierced the back of the big man's head, bringing up a bright bloody flower.

Instead of looking at the body of the big man falling from the sky, Chen Yu turned around and looked at Song Qingyun.

His tone softened slightly, and Chen Yu said, "Long time no see!"

Looking at Chen Yu's familiar appearance, Song Qingyun's eyes welled up with crystal tears.

She struggled to get up, threw herself into Chen Yu's arms, and said in a choked voice: "Master, I finally see you!"

"Head?" Not far away, Xiao Jie blinked his eyes and looked at Chen Yu and Song Qingyun hugging each other. He really couldn't understand. yyls

How come the female disciple of Huang Zhanhong, the great elder of the Zizai Sect, calls Madman Chen the leader? How strange!



An hour later, Song Qingyun, who had swallowed the healing elixir, closed her beautiful eyes and began to recover.

She has already told Chen Yu roughly what happened in the past three years.

Similar to Alice and Circe, Song Qingyun was also forced to worship Huang Zhanhong as his disciple.

Huang Zhanhong had an only son, Huang Zhan, who was a well-known madman in the Xuanling world. Song Qingyun was not only beautiful, but also talented.

Why did the dignified elder of the Zizai Sect forcefully accept Song Qingyun as a closed disciple?!

It's very simple. Huang Zhanhong wanted to betroth Song Qingyun to Huang Zhan.


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