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"Yue Yuanlong swears to quit the Divine Sword Sect and never interfere with the order of the secular world!"

"Yu Chi Hongkuo swore to quit the ...... of the Divine Sword Sect"

"Sue Yang Ze swears to quit ......"

"She Zhiyi swears ......"

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For a while, the oaths on the opposite side of the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicine fluctuated with each other, and the disciples who had finished the oath did not dare to delay at all, and turned around and left, for fear that Qiao Yun would temporarily regret it and leave his life here.

"Whoever dares to swear to escape, I, Lu Hetong, will definitely not let him go, even if I chase him to the ends of the earth, I will chase him back!" Lu Hetong's face was extremely ugly, he hated Qiao Yun at the same time, he secretly hated these disciples for being greedy for life and afraid of death, no matter what, after he killed Qiao Yun, he would definitely arrest these disciples who escaped one by one, and let them know the fate of betraying the Divine Sword Sect!

Lu Hetong's words really had a certain shocking effect, and many disciples who wanted to escape had a thrill in their hearts, and they gave up the urge to retreat. But not everyone was frightened by Lu Hetong's words, and there were still many disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who left quickly after taking an oath.

In ten breaths, the Divine Sword Sect that was originally under the black pressure opposite the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley became scattered, and nearly half of the thousands of disciples walked in a short period of time.

Seeing that there were still disciples who were obsessed, Qiao Yun sneered, and the next moment the Qingyun Sword suspended above the cliff flashed and rushed into the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.

Under the control of Qiao Yun's divine sense, Qingyun Sword selected the ground-level martial artists among the disciples to kill, this was also Qiao Yun's intention, and Qiao Yun didn't care about the cultivation that swore to escape, but these swearers, Qiao Yun categorically would not show mercy to his subordinates, if these earth-level martial artists ran to the secular world after the Divine Sword Sect was destroyed, it would inevitably cause a great impact. As for those under the stairs, even if they go to the secular world, there are families who take action to suppress them, so they can't afford to make any big waves.

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen ground-level martial artists have fallen one after another, and they don't even have the ability and qualifications to resist. Not to mention that Qiao Yun used the Qingyun Sword to kill two early Heaven Rank martial artists in a sneak attack when he was in the early stage of the fifth layer of Qi training, at this moment, it was not extremely easy for Qiao Yun to kill several ground rank martial artists with the Qingyun Sword in the middle of the fifth layer of Qi training.

Under this kind of bloody slaughter, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who had a fluke mentality also changed their complexions, and for a while, the tsunami-like oath of the mountains shook through the valley, and Lu Hetong couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.

Qiao Yun doesn't care about these, Qingyun Sword is still constantly shuttling and harvesting the lives of ground-level martial artists, before he said that ten breaths are ten breaths, even if he swears again after ten breaths, Qiao Yun can't believe what they say is true or false, he would rather kill by mistake, Qiao Yun can't let these ground-level martial artists go to the secular world, otherwise the turmoil caused by a ground-level martial artist in the secular world is absolutely immeasurable.

I saw the blue light flashing on the opposite side of the valley, and the blood light splashed everywhere, and more of them were the figures of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect scattered and fleeing, in the face of life and death, except for a very small number of disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who were unwilling to escape, the rest were like a plate of loose sand, and they were defeated without a blow.

Half a pillar of incense, on the opposite side of the cliff of the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, only Lu Hetong, Zhao Qifei and the three mid-stage martial artists who were rescued by Lu Hetong were left, and the rest of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect walked and fled, only the hundreds of corpses and blood stains on the ground proved that there were thousands of disciples of the Divine Sword Sect standing here just now.

The hatred and murderous aura in Lu Hetong's eyes almost formed the substance, he couldn't imagine that not long after the master left, the Divine Sword Sect was actually destroyed in his hands, if the master knew underground, I am afraid that he would never forgive himself!

Qiao Yun knew that Qingyun Sword could easily kill low-level martial artists, but he couldn't help the three heaven-level martial artists opposite, and the reason why Qingyun Sword was able to kill several heaven-level martial artists before was that he relied on the other party in the air and did not have the advantage of fighting back.

After explaining a few sentences to Yifan, Qiao Yun temporarily left Yifan at the mouth of the Ten Thousand Medicine Valley, and when his mind moved, the Qingyun Sword flew to his feet, and Qiao Yun slowly stepped on the Qingyun Sword. Standing on the Qingyun Sword, Qiao Yun slightly adjusted to the state of leaving his feet off the ground, and then controlled the Qingyun Sword to slowly fly to the opposite side of the valley.

This can be said to be Qiao Yun's first attempt at sword flight after refining the Qingyun Sword, Qiao Yun controlled it extremely carefully, and the entire divine thought was constantly integrated into the Qingyun Sword to maintain the balance of the sword body. Although the Qingyun Sword moved extremely slowly, it was very steady, constantly flying towards the opposite side.

Lu Hetong's eyes flashed, he had long coveted the Qingyun Sword and cultivation techniques under Qiao Yun's body, and at this moment, Qiao Yun controlled the flying sword and flew over slowly, he naturally saw Qiao Yun's caution and caution. While secretly sneering, his right sleeve shook silently, and a small sword fell into Lu Hetong's hand.

Just when the Qingyun Sword at Qiao Yun's feet reached the middle of the valley, Lu Hetong's right hand suddenly raised, and the seven small swords went towards Qiao Yun **** in mid-air at great speed.

Qiao Yun had long expected that Lu Hetong might carry out a sneak attack on him, so while controlling the Qingyun Sword, he separated a divine sense, and kept staring at the every move of the three people opposite. At the moment when Lu Hetong made a move, Qiao Yun controlled the Qingyun Sword and quickly flashed to the side.

Seeing that he was about to avoid the seven small swords, Qiao Yun did not relax for a moment, Qiao Yun did not believe that Lu Hetong could not guess that he would always pay attention to him, if Lu Hetong shot more hidden weapons, Qiao Yun might have lower the vigilance in his heart, such as this kind of simply shot out seven small swords, so that Qiao Yun couldn't help but be secretly vigilant in his heart.

At the moment when the seven small swords were about to pass by Qiao Yun, the seven small swords actually turned in unison, and then the seven small swords shot in seven directions at a faster speed. Qiao Yun was secretly frightened and wanted to dodge at the same time, but found that the direction of the seven small swords was just right, and no matter where he dodged, he would be hit by the sword.

A sneer crossed the corner of Lu Hetong's mouth, this seven-star sword array was one of the stunts of the Divine Sword Sect. The power to stimulate the seven small swords must be controlled very delicately, almost by the fraction, so that the seven small swords can make an abrupt turn and stab in seven different directions, forming a seven-star sword formation, so that the opponent cannot dodge.

This trick Lu Hetong practiced hard for many years before he practiced, but he had never used it, and Qiao Yun was the first person to let him use this stunt. A bloodthirsty smile crossed the corner of Lu Hetong's mouth, using Qiao Yun to sacrifice this sword technique, but it would not ruin the reputation of this sword skill.

If he was hit by such a sword, as long as he didn't hit the vital point, it wouldn't have much impact on Qiao Yun, but the faintly flickering dark blue color on the small sword made Qiao Yun dare not let this small arrow get close to him. His hands kept waving in the air, and one after another wind blades were stimulated by Qiao Yun, and those small swords that rushed towards Qiao Yun collided with Qiao Yun's wind blades in the air.

Seven crisp crashing sounds were endless, and the seven small swords deviated from their original directions, and Lu Hetong's seven-star sword array instantly collapsed.

However, even if Qiao Yun carefully controlled the power of the wind blade, Qiao Yun's body still shook violently after swinging the last seven wind blades, Qiao Yun tried his best to maintain his balance, but it was still too late, at the same time as he activated the wind blade, his divine thoughts controlling the Qingyun Sword relaxed for a moment, causing his control of the Qingyun Sword to be unable to achieve handiness for a while.

Lu Hetong looked gloomily at the Seven Star Sword Formation that deviated from the original trajectory in an instant, but he didn't expect Qiao Yun in mid-air to be unstable, drop the Qingyun Sword, and fall straight towards the bottom of the cliff. Seeing this situation, Lu Hetong was overjoyed, but he didn't expect that the Seven Star Sword Formation did not hurt Qiao Yun, so that Qiao Yun himself fell off the Qingyun Sword, which was undoubtedly an unexpected joy!

"Qiao Yun!" Xu Yifan also witnessed everything that happened before, seeing Qiao Yun fall to the bottom of the cliff, how could Xu Yifan not be in a hurry! The whole person jumped to the edge of the cliff. Looking at the bottomless cliff bottom, Xu Yifan felt a chill in his heart, if he fell down, where could he still have his life!

Seeing that the Qingyun Sword was still floating in the air, Xu Yifan was even more anxious in his heart, and couldn't help but shout: "Don't go and save Qiao Yun yet!"

Qingyun Sword seemed to understand Xu Yifan's words, but he only paused for a moment, and then the entire sword body quickly chased down.

"Haha, it's really self-inflicted!" Lu Hetong was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, his previous jealousy of Qiao Yun was also swept away. He had thought of countless ways to deal with Qiao Yun, but he never imagined that Qiao Yun would fall off the cliff by himself.

Qiao Yun, who was in mid-air, only felt that the wind was raging on his temples, and his whole body fell down involuntarily, Qiao Yun wanted to let the Qingyun Sword come to the rescue, but found that because it fell too fast, it was difficult for his divine sense to even communicate with his Qingyun Sword.

Qiao Yun's heart was also anxious, Qiao Yun still remembered that the last time he fell like this was in southern Xinjiang, when he was lucky enough to break more than a dozen big trees one after another and escaped death. But now that he has fallen from the middle of the cliff, where is there any big tree!Qiao Yun used his divine sense to frantically communicate with the Qingyun Sword, while constantly firing the wind blade under him, trying to slow down the speed of the fall.

Although Qiao Yun's wind blade had a certain effect, it could not slow down the speed of falling, it could only slow down the increase of falling speed. Just when Qiao Yun was extremely anxious, he only felt that his divine thoughts moved, and the connection with Qingyun Sword before became close again.

The next moment, the blue light flashed, and the Qingyun sword passed over Qiao Yun, and then turned the sword body and caught Qiao Yun flat. However, Qiao Yun's previous falling speed was too huge, after the Qingyun Sword caught Qiao Yun, he desperately went up, and the view blocked Qiao Yun's fall, but it fell down with Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun wanted to breathe a sigh of relief after being caught by the Qingyun Sword, who knew that the Qingyun Sword would not be able to unload such a large speed for a while, so he hurriedly swung a series of wind blades downward with both hands without reservation, helping the Qingyun Sword to unload the downward momentum.

With a "boom", Qiao Yun and Qingyun Sword fell to the bottom. Qiao Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the Qingyun Sword under him, and smiled bitterly. (To be continued.) )