Chapter 639: The Long Sword Asks the Sky and Fights Hard

The moment the true yuan sprayed on the ball, the ball was like a cyan sun, shining on the heavens and the earth in an instant. The pen is interesting and the pavilion is www.biquge.info and Song Shuyun, who was originally gentle and elegant, has become extremely powerful at this moment.

He looks like a generous and tragic warrior, a heroic man who slashes the heavens and the earth. If he imagines it with a person at this moment, then this person is Xiao Wuhui, Xiao Wuhui of Splitting Sky Peak.

The aura that pressed heaven and earth came out of his body, and under this breath, whether it was Murong Nan and the others who were besieging the disciples of Kaiyangmen, or the disciples of Kaiyangmen, they were all suppressed and unable to move.

Within ten miles, everything is under Song Shuyun's control.

Murong Nan was slashing a sword towards Chu Yingyang's Five Cloud Belt, but now this sword was stagnant in mid-air.

His true qi and the true meaning of heaven and earth that he had comprehended were all suppressed at this moment. Even the power of heaven and earth, which was almost never separated from him, that existed between heaven and earth and seemed to never disappear, disappeared without a trace.

"Lotus Realm!"

Someone finally recognized this situation and said sadly. The three words of the Lotus Realm were like three heavy hammers, hitting the hearts of everyone present.

Leap into the mortal realm, transcend the mortal, and resonate with the true meaning of heaven and earth with the enlightenment of heaven and earth, so as to transform the true qi into the true element.

This is a huge leap, not only the true yuan, but also the body of the warrior. But it is undeniable that compared to the Lotus Transformation Realm, the changes formed by the Yuefan Realm are really a little too small.

Entering the Lotus Transformation Realm, it was originally only a small part of the true meaning of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, forming a complete cycle.

If the true meaning of heaven and earth in the Yuefan Realm is a piece of wood, then the Lotus Transformation Realm is to build a house from these pieces of wood.

And in this house, the warrior of the Lotus Transformation Realm is the master of his own house. Of course, building wood into the most ordinary wooden house, or the tall and solemn palace, is all in a person's qualifications.

The power formed by the Lotus Transformation Realm, known as the True Domain, is difficult to fight against in the Yuefan Realm, let alone the martial artists who have not yet reached the Yuefan Realm.

As we all know, Song Shuyun did not reach the Lotus Transformation Realm, but now, with the cyan beads, he has made his strength reach the Lotus Transformation Realm, thus overwhelming the Quartet, which really surprises many people.

"Come on, press Murong Nan and the other leaders to the frost dungeon, and the others will immediately go back to their respective sects and wait for processing. ”

Song Shuyun's voice was cold, full of irreversible power.

Murong Nan held the sword in his hand tightly, at this time, his heart was full of unwillingness, he could not accept such a result, he did not want to accept such a result.

He wanted to resist, he wanted to shed blood, even if it was to shed his last drop of blood, he didn't want his sect to be trampled underfoot.

However, the blood of their companions had just cleared the sect master's edict and given them a chance to resist, but they could do nothing.

The people who insulted the sect were right in front of them, but there was nothing they could do.

Hate hate hate!

"Slow!" Just as a dozen or so black-clothed disciples were about to rush to Murong Nan's approach, someone suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

The moment they heard this shout, the eyes of many disciples showed ecstasy, and they felt that the savior they hoped for had come.

But when they turned their heads to look, they found that it was Chu Yingyang, who they hated the most, who spoke.

Song Shuyun's brows furrowed, he did not hesitate to use his biggest hole card to suppress these disciples, and he didn't want anything to go wrong.

But it was Chu Yingyang who spoke, he couldn't care about the disciples of his sect, but he definitely couldn't care less about Chu Yingyang.

Therefore, after pondering for a moment, he smiled at Chu Yingyang and said, "Senior nephew Yingyang, now the auspicious time is coming, let's not waste time." ”

"Hahaha, Uncle Song, I am marrying, but being so rudely stopped by these people, it is really unbearable!" Chu Yingyang looked at Song Shuyun without any fear, and said coldly: "You should give me an explanation." ”

"I won't embarrass Uncle Song, aren't they unwilling to let me marry a concubine? Then I'll let them personally send my charming concubine to the bed, besides, hahaha, I heard that there is also a rule called listening to the cave room. ”

Chu Yingyang looked at Murong Nan and the others, and said with a grin, "I don't mind letting them hear it." ”

Song Shuyun's eyes showed a trace of blood red, if it was someone else who said such a thing, then he would definitely kill him as soon as possible.

But now, it was Chu Yingyang who said this kind of words, and there was Chu Yingyang, a huge backer of Kaiyangmen, behind him, which made him have to be cautious.

So, he hesitated. And when he looked around, he found that almost all the disciples had blood-red eyes!

The power of the lotus is still overwhelming, but the anger of all the Vientiane Sect disciples has reached its peak!

"Where is Xiao Wuhui's uncle, how can he watch, our disciples have been insulted like this!"

"What about Sect Master Jiang Yuan, he is the Sect Master, is he a little disregarding the face of his sect and stealing his life?"

"Zhang Yuntian's first seat, he is the most upright person in our sect, can he just watch his disciples being insulted and watch us people fend for themselves!"

A roar of anger sounded in the void, and many people mentioned Xiao Wuhui, obviously Xiao Wuhui had an extraordinary status in their eyes.

And these roars, which were not answered, are not to say that these people did not hear them, but they did not dare to move.

On the mountain peak hundreds of miles away, Xiao Wuhui's fists were clenched tightly, and the long sword behind him kept emitting a dragon groan.

The long sword that can be used by Xiao Wuhui is an incomparably sharp sword, and the psychic sword, with the growth of Xiao Wuhui's cultivation, is even more contaminated with Xiao Wuhui's character.

The long sword asks the sky, and he does not hesitate to fight!

But now, the long sword has begun to roar, but Xiao Wuhui can only clench his fists tightly, and drops of blood flow out of his palms, but at this moment, Xiao Wuhui can only endure it.

Jiang Yuan was standing beside Xiao Wuhui, he looked at those Shouza with cold expressions, and said in a deep voice: "These disciples, it seems, are a group of disciples who are loyal to our Vientiane Sect, in fact, they are the biggest rotten flesh of our Vientiane Sect. ”

"They don't think about the overall situation, they don't know the survival of the sect, they just shoot indiscriminately for the sake of their own blood. ”

"I only have two opinions on this kind of disciple, the first is that this kind of disciple must not be cultivated, and the second is that some disciples who take the lead in making trouble should be immediately expelled from the sect to set an example!"

Jiang Yuan's voice was cold, and it even implied a deep murderous aura. Obviously, he wasn't just talking.

Xiao Wuhui's clenched fist was gently released, he looked at Jiang Yuan, and was just about to speak, but was pulled by Ding Mogeng, who was standing on his side.

Jiang Yuan glanced at Ding Mogang with a little meaning, and then said lightly: "As the mainstay of the sect, if nothing else, the most important thing for us is to have a sense of thinking about the sect. ”

"Although now, we have sacrificed a few disciples and seem to have suffered some humiliation, but we are able to obtain the Trapped Dragon Pillar and be able to preserve our Vientiane Mountain, this is our greatest contribution to the sect. ”

"Anything that is over-blooded must not happen to us. ”

"For scum like Murong Nan, they must be severely punished, their damage to the sect is really unacceptable!"

Zhang Yuntian's face showed a hint of redness, which was a flush of anger. He has always respected Jiang Yuan very much, but what Jiang Yuan said at this time made him feel cold in his hands and feet.

Murong Nan and the others just did what a sect disciple should do, how did they become scum. Although he felt that Jiang Yuan's choice was not wrong, but a sect without a backbone still had the meaning of existence?

"Senior Brother Jiang is right, a rebel like Murong Nan does not respect the laws and regulations of the sect, and what is even more odious is that it is really a crime to blackmail the sect with death. ”

"Our sect is in turmoil, the most important thing now is to endure humiliation, Senior Brother Jiang does not hesitate to gamble with his reputation for the inheritance of the sect, this is the real wisdom and courage. ”

"Senior Brother Xiao, the disciples you handed over are really ignorant of the overall situation. ”

More than a dozen leaders stood up almost at the same time, and the object of their accusations was Xiao Wuhui and Murong Nan.

Zhang Yuntian, who was a little out of anger, felt that he was holding a breath in his chest, a breath that could explode at any time, but he knew better in his heart that at this time, as long as he jumped out, he would become the target of attack.

"Give an order to Senior Brother Song and let him accept it. Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth and commanded the disciples beside him in a deep voice.

When the disciple's face changed, he took out a jade talisman, quickly wrote a few words, and then sent it out.

When the disciple finished all this, he found that the bodies of Xiao Wuhui and the others began to shake at this moment.

"Murong Nan, Chen Qiushui......" Song Shuyun's mouth shouted out the names one by one, and with his voice, these disciples were brought out.

"Seal their acupuncture points, ban their cultivation, and take them to the wedding that symbolizes the friendship of the Kaiyang Gate and the Vientiane Gate. ”

Song Shuyun's words were not many, but the result of this sentence made the thousands of disciples stunned all of a sudden.

"Woo woo, Vientiane Gate, how can this be!" A Vientiane Gate disciple who had just been able to exercise his body looked up to the sky and cried. In this word of grief, his body slammed into a rock.

Under the suppression of the cultivation of the Lotus Transformation Realm, his true qi and true intention were suppressed, and if he hit his head on the stone, he would definitely die.

His speed was fast, his movements were unstoppable, and no one had time to react, let alone make a move.

The disciples of the Vientiane Sect at the foot of the mountain, some people couldn't bear to see this scene, and gently closed their eyes, but there were many people, their eyes widened.

They have to remember this scene, and they have to keep this bloody struggle quietly in their hearts and in the depths of their own memories.

The head and the rock are going to collide together.

All of this happened in an instant. Song Shuyun unleashed the cyan ball and let his cultivation rise to the Lotus Transformation Realm. At this moment, he was in control of the surroundings, and he had a chance to make a move, but in the end, he didn't make a move.

At this moment, it might be good to die one or two people.

Therefore, Song Shuyun watched all this happen coldly, and even he was looking forward to using the blood of his disciples to make those disciples who made trouble afraid.

The stone and the head are approaching faster and faster, that is, in an instant, the disciple's head is about to bloom with blood-colored flowers on the stone.

However, at this moment, a white and delicate little hand suddenly appeared from the void, and then grabbed the belt of the disciple who was about to die. (To be continued.) )