His cheeks were covered in redness, and Bai Ling nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Xuan nodded and smiled: "Then your master will be saved." ”

......

Everyone talked for a moment, and Jian Wuji made Xuanzhong can't wait to take him to see Lingyun.

Helplessly, Xuan Zhong laughed bitterly a few times, and had no choice but to take the sword without a trace to see Ling Yun.

The group, except for Xuanwu Wei and Xuanwu Jun guarding the courtyard, the rest of the people all followed Xuanzhong into the passage.

The passage was also spacious, ten meters wide, and the group walked side by side, and arrived at the place where Lingyun was healing half an hour later.

"Where's the Pavilion Master?"

The sword surrounded him without a trace, and he wondered.

"This is Brother Yunxuan."

Xuan Zhong shook his head helplessly, pointing at Lingyun wrapped in green light.

"What?"

Jian Wuxi's eyes widened, and he hurriedly shot his gaze away.

Rumble!

Seeing Ling Yun's appearance clearly, it was like a muffled thunder striking on his heart.

There was only blood flowing in the limbs, and it looked like he had been injured for a long time.

Moreover, Ling Yun's aura was absent, and the sword was almost untouched.

When his eyes were fixed on the delicate face, Jian Wuxi's body shook and he knelt on the ground.

Two lines of hot tears slowly flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

Although I haven't met Ling Yun for three years, my delicate face can still see the immature outline of the year.

After three years of meeting, I didn't expect it to almost become a meeting before life and death.

"Pavilion master, the sword is late, and I hope that the pavilion master will forgive his sins."

Sword Traceless shouted in grief, and his forehead slammed to the ground.

"Bang!"

The hard stone ground made a muffled sound, and the rubble splashed, and a small pit the size of a palm appeared on the ground, and countless cracks spread around the pit.

Didi...

Bright blood dripped from Jian Wuji's forehead, and then he didn't feel any pain on his face.

The body slowly stood up, and his eyes were fixed on Ling Yun.

"What's going on?"

Everyone looked at the sword without a trace and stood there motionless like a statue, and wondered in their hearts.

"Whew!"

A sword qi burst out from Sword Traceless's body and shot at the wall, and immediately a deep imprint appeared on the wall.

Xuan Zhong frowned, and suddenly shouted in his heart: "Not good! ”

"Get out of here ten meters!"

Xuanda screamed, stretched out = palm immediately spewed out a soft aura and sent Bi'er, Xiaoni, and Jiuxin dozens of meters away.

When the rest of the people heard Xuanzhong's shout, their hearts jumped, and they hurriedly flashed, standing in the open space dozens of meters away from Jian Wuji.

"Woooo

As soon as everyone left, the majestic sword qi erupted from the sword without a trace in the body.

Dao Dao sword qi surged through the passage, cutting through the surrounding stone walls.

Snort...

No matter how hard the stone wall was, it could not match the sword qi emitted by the consummation of the Yin Pole Realm of Sword Without Trace, and suddenly one after another profound sword marks appeared on the wall.

"Smack..."

A palm-sized stone detached from the wall and just hit the ground, immediately shattering.

Looking at it, everyone's hearts were full of light, and where the pieces were cracked, it was extremely smooth, like a mirror, without any unevenness.

Now Xuanzhong feels that even if he wants to get close to the sword without a trace in the spirit gathering period, it will be difficult.

Perhaps the Gathering Spirit Period was cut into pieces by the sharp sword qi before it was even closer.

The walls around the sword without a trace were no longer smooth and slippery, but were covered with criss-crossing marks.

However, Ling Yun didn't have anything in front of the sword without a trace, and when the countless sword qi was close to Ling Yun, it would change direction and shoot in another direction.

Looking at the continuous flow of blood on his limbs, his eyes were tightly closed, like a dead man's Lingyun, and the sword was without a trace of self-blame.

Three years ago, in the Black Domain, Ling Yun saved his sister "Jian Xiaowu", but three years later, he couldn't do anything about Ling Yun's injury.

Deep self-reproach spreads in the heart.

"Ahh

The sword roared wildly, and the sound wave contained anger, self-blame, and guilt.

An even more powerful sword qi erupted from the body.

These sword qi surrounded the sword without a trace, and in the state of the naked eye, a trace of cold light could be seen flickering around him.

"Who is it?"

The deep voice of the sword without a trace sounded slowly, and the standing body turned, facing Xuan Zhong and asked.

"Oops!"

Xuan Zhong and Jian Wuxian glanced at each other, and secretly screamed in their hearts.

There was no trace of expression on the face of the sword without a trace, but the eyes were as cold as a cellar.

The cold gaze shot out of the pupils, as sharp as a sharp sword.

Xuan Chong's brows furrowed, if it was said that it was caused by Red Dream, it would definitely cause another trouble.

Now that Sword Traceless is in a state of anger, maybe it won't work to raise the word Lingyun.

Sword Without a Trace and Red Dream, the two fight, and the ironclad side will die.

And these two people, Xuan Chong found that the forces behind that person could not afford to offend.

Thinking of this, a burst of bitterness in his heart filled infinitely.

No matter how you say it, he is also one of the four great envoys of the empire, and Xiuwei is the peak of the Yin Pole Realm, and he is also a strong man in the imperial capital.

Even when the lord of the country sees himself, he is only commensurate with a brother, but today, he makes a grandson feel as aggrieved.

Not to mention the strength of the force where Hongmeng is located, the force where Sword Without a Trace is, in the "Emperor Pavilion", according to Zhu Ya's rumors, there is a powerful alchemist.

And there is more than one powerhouse at the peak of the cathode realm.

smiled helplessly, Xuan Zhong knew that he couldn't tell the truth about this matter no matter what.

"Who the hell is it?"

Jian Wuxian frowned, drew his long sword, and pointed at Xuanzhong impatiently.

As soon as the long sword came out, it seemed to be affected by the surrounding sword qi and the mood of the sword without a trace, and it constantly emitted a "buzzing" metallic sound.

"Is this..."

Xuanzhong scratched his head helplessly, ready to find a lie to bluff the sword without a trace.

Glancing at Hongmeng, he saw Hongmeng's face full of nervousness.

Although the sword without a trace is only the peak of the cathode realm, its combat power is not inferior.

Another reason is that after Hongmeng learned that Jian Wuxian was also Ling Yun's person, she didn't want to kill Jian Wuxian with Jian Wuxi.

Although he finally took it, it was possible that Jian Wuxian was not his opponent, but when Ling Yun woke up, no one knew what kind of mood he was in.

Xuan thought about it, but he couldn't think of a way, and a little bead of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Who the hell is it!"

Jian Wuxian didn't get a heavy answer for a long time, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he roared angrily.

"Bang bang bang..."

The aura in his body tumbled violently like the waves of the sea.

One after another, extremely sharp sword qi erupted, shooting through the passage, piercing a large hole in the roofs outside the passage, and soaring into the sky.

"What should I do?"

Xuan Chong's brows were tightly twisted together, and his heart was as anxious as an ant on a fire kang.

ps：“......”