Jiang Yun is running out of time now, and he hasn't felt anyone following him these few days, so all his thoughts are on his way, and he never thought that someone would suddenly appear here and now, blocking his way .
However, when he saw the person in front of him clearly, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes and he said: "Song Yue!"
Naturally, this person is Song Yue. He obeyed the middle-aged man's words and rushed here early, waiting for Jiang Yun's appearance.
Originally, he was still a little worried about whether he had been cheated by the middle-aged man, but seeing Jiang Yun appearing at this moment, he was really overjoyed!
"Since you know who I am, you should die!"
As Song Yue's voice fell, a bloody long sword appeared in his hand, stabbing Jiang Yun fiercely.
The speed of the blood sword was extremely fast, and under the rapid shock in the air, it was divided into nine parts, as if nine swords stabbed out at the same time, tearing the darkness, covering Jiang Yun's whole body, even the surroundings of his body, under the attack within range.
Song Yue's fierce sword energy and soaring sword intent naturally attracted the attention of many monks in the boundary gap at this moment, and they all looked over.
Because Jiang Yun and Song Yue are both new faces, they are not well-known among the thousands of Dao worlds, and no one knows them at all, so everyone just watched the excitement.
However, when they saw Song Yue's sword, they couldn't help but their eyes lit up.
Among them, most of them are people who know the goods. With this sword, it is not difficult to see that Song Yue's attainments in the way of swordsmanship are not low.
Naturally, this also made them more interested, wanting to see how Jiang Yun, who was shrouded in this sword, would fight back.
Facing Song Yue's sword, Jiang Yun didn't pay attention at all.
Even though Song Yue is a sword cultivator and a strong Daoist, even Jiang Yun, who was before entering the Nine Colors Realm, can easily kill him, let alone now.
However, Jiang Yun felt a little puzzled in his heart.
"Looking at Song Yue's appearance, he is clearly waiting for me here, but how would he know that I will appear here at this time?"
"It's really strange. I disappeared for more than two years. After returning, how can so many people easily know my whereabouts?"
"First there was the person who followed me secretly, and now there is this Song Yue. Could it be that there are more people waiting for me on my way to Wendaotian?"
At this moment, Song Yue's blood-colored sword tip, which was divided into nine parts, had come to Jiang Yun, and it was about to pierce his body, but Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and lightly spat two words in his mouth. Word: "Phantom Heart!"
Song Yue didn't have much time to waste, because he still wanted to kill Jiang Yun and rush back with Jiang Yun's head earlier, so that he could change Master's decision and take himself to Wendaotian.
In addition, as a swordsman, the way of attacking is clean and neat, and he pays attention to killing with one sword, so the sword he stabs must be won, and Jiang Yun's life must be taken.
However, what he didn't expect was that just when he thought he was about to succeed, a black light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Keng!"
Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clanging.
The nine blood-colored long swords were all cut off, and re-condensed into a broken sword in the air!
In front of Jiang Yun, a black sword appeared, suspended in the air. On the hilt, a black villain sat cross-legged, staring at Song Yue ferociously.
Song Yue was suddenly stunned!
All the bystanders around were also stunned.
As a sword cultivator, especially a sword cultivator of Jianzong, the sword is like their fate, people live with the sword, and the sword breaks people to death.
Now Jiang Yun interrupted Song Yue's sword unceremoniously. This kind of behavior is the greatest contempt for Song Yue, which is equivalent to killing him!
More importantly, because Jiang Yun kept his hands on both sides of his body all the time, he never touched the black sword at all, and it was the sword spirit that controlled the black sword to launch the attack.
Even the sword spirit is so powerful, so Jiang Yun's strength as the master must be even stronger.
Even, they could tell that Jiang Yun was fully capable of killing Song Yue, but he was lenient.
It's a pity that Song Yue, who is already in a state of extreme embarrassment and anger, can't see this simple fact that almost everyone can see.
Song Yue's body was trembling slightly, the hilt of the broken sword that he was still holding in his hand suddenly exploded, turning into countless bloody fragments, and then pieced together again into a bloody sword. He stabbed straight at Jiang Yun.
But this time, on the blade of the pieced together blood sword, there was also an illusory villain sitting cross-legged. Judging from his appearance, he was exactly the same as Song Yue.
Obviously, this Song Yue already has his own sword spirit.
The appearance of the sword spirit also made this sword at least twice as powerful as before.
Facing this sword, Jiang Yun still had no intention of making a move, and even turned his gaze back to Huanxin.
Huan Xin shook his head, and said with disdain on his face: "The sword spirit that was born by smearing my own blood on this blood sword every day, strictly speaking, cannot be regarded as a real sword spirit at all. It's just a coincidence, the embroidered pillows are not useful!"
After the voice fell, Huanxin took the Tibetan Dao sword, which had turned into a black light again, and went up to meet it.
Only this time, what he faced was not the blood sword, but flew towards Song Yue's eyebrows.
However, Jiang Yun's voice rang in his ears and said: "Don't kill him, abolish more than half of his cultivation base for me, just keep him around Dao Lingjing!"
Huanxin was taken aback for a moment, obviously not understanding the meaning of Jiang Yun's words, but he changed direction according to the words and rushed towards Song Yue's dantian.
At the same time, the blood sword had come to Jiang Yun, and five colored marks quietly appeared in Jiang Yun's eyes, and they spun rapidly.
"Pfft!"
Accompanied by a dull sound, Song Yue showed a cheerful smile on his face!
Because in his eyes, he clearly saw that his bloody long sword had pierced Jiang Yun's eyebrows, and a blood arrow shot out, staining his whole body.
But at this moment, Jiang Yun's emotionless voice sounded next to his ears: "I won't kill you, not because I dare not, but because someone has already decided your fate!"
These words shattered all the pictures he saw in front of him in an instant, and finally made him feel the severe pain coming from his body.
Lowering his head, Song Yue saw that his body was indeed covered with blood.
It's just that the blood didn't come from Jiang Yun, but from his damaged dantian.
The dull sound he heard just now was not the sound of his bloody long sword piercing Jiang Yun's eyebrows at all, but the sound of his own dantian being pierced by the Tibetan Dao sword.
"Jiang Yun!"
Song Yue suddenly let out a roar, but Jiang Yun's figure had been lost in front of his eyes.
It was easy for Jiang Yun to kill Song Yue, but Jiang Yun remembered what the young man at the gate of Wang Yuanzhong's house said, that he would avenge his father's revenge himself!
Therefore, Jiang Yun gave him a chance!
At this moment, Jiang Yun is already tens of thousands of miles away, and he is recalling the memory of Song Yue that he saw just now in his mind.
"That middle-aged man should not be the stalker I discovered three days ago. After all, no matter how fast he is, it is impossible for him to rush out of Jianzong in an instant."
"This also shows that there are more than one of them who are good at hiding."
"Moreover, they know all about the route I've taken, some of my past experiences, and even the people who have made enemies with me. Who are they?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com