All the disciples of the Shattered Sky Valley, Ya Que silently watched the scene below, and even the sporadic discussion had gradually fallen silent.

Because no one will question Duanmulin's strength anymore.

It turned out that this man who had helped the sect sweep the land for twenty years was so strong.

This is a thought shared by all of them.

And the battle over there was actually not too intense.

Because basically, it can be said to be one-sided.

When Duanmulin used his small hammer to wield the 'Heaven-shaking' hammer technique, the Great Elder's face was already as dead as ashes.

This man swept the floor and swept out of the Martial Sect Triple Realm.

And the martial arts sect of the first year, in terms of talent, Duanmulin stood at the top of the whole continent, and the valley lord never looked away back then.

However, the moment he came to the Valley of Shattered Sky when he was a teenager, he began to hide his clumsiness.

One collection is a full twenty years.

Duanmu Lin's small hammer exuded a soft glow, like a little star condensing, and landed on the top of the second elder's head like a feather.

The second elder waited for a long time, his right leg retreated, and his left foot slammed on the ground, smashing the earth at the same time, stabilizing his body, pressing down the lower plate, and the long hammer went from the bottom to the top.

It was also the second elder of the Martial Sect Triple Realm, and the elder actually took a defensive position directly.

"Wow. ”

The sound of the two hammers colliding is not too loud.

But this warm white light shone on the body of the second elder, and in the confrontation head-on, the second elder actually retreated!

The Great Elder looked at the long crack in the ground dumbfounded, and he could imagine how powerful this blow was.

It's not a martial arts triumvi.

It's a half-step martial artist!

At the same age, the valley master was far inferior to him back then!

Duanmulin gently threw the small hammer into the air, and the small hammer not only levitated out of thin air, but even the white light around him bloomed more dazzlingly.

What about the gloom that overshadows the Valley of the Shattered Heavens, so that it obscures the light?

He dispersed the woods again.

The small hammer was like a rising sun wheel, and the warm light illuminated every inch of the Shattered Sky Valley, if it weren't for the sporadic raindrops still hitting everyone's bodies, it would be as if people were in a dream.

Directly below the Sun Wheel, Duanmu Lin's figure became sacred and majestic, and he walked towards the Great Elder like a god shining on the earth, and in the Great Elder's gradually frightened eyes, he spoke.

"The foundation of my Shattered Heaven Valley is more important than the will of Shattered Heaven, even if we mortals want to shatter the unreachable sky, it is a fool's dream, it is a mayfly shaking the tree, we should also work hard and work hard.

No matter what the result is, this courage to challenge things that are stronger than oneself is what my Shattered Heaven Valley disciples should really uphold, and the true meaning that I really need to remember on the path of cultivation.

Knowing that the sky cannot be broken, I will also break the valley of the sky. ”

Duanmu Lin's voice surrounded the ears of all the disciples, and the ancestral teachings of the sect that knew that the sky was unbreakable and wanted to do it made them speechless for a long time.

They suddenly turned their heads and looked at the 'Gathering Heaven' hall with the door closed.

Hasn't that sentence always been engraved in front of the 'Jutian' Temple?

But I don't know when this sentence has become distant.

"I remember when I first entered the sect when I was a child, I would say something every day, but I don't know when, no one said it anymore......

"Maybe it was opened from the other courtyard where we all stayed in various places......

"It seems to be ......"

They all forgot, only Duanmulin remembered.

Duanmu Lin's eyes seemed to be smiling, but they seemed to be snooping from the gods, making the Great Elder stunned and unable to move, as if all his blood had been drained, and his face remained bloodless.

But Duanmu Lin's voice was still beating at his already fragile spirit.

"A man who has no ambition, is willing to submit to the sky sincerely, and takes refuge in the demon court in order to protect himself, such a broken sky valley, without a reason to wield a hammer, without the belief that the sect continues to this day, what is the meaning of his existence?

Senior brother, the day the sect really became a lackey of the demon clan, the sect was really dead. ”

The small hammer floating in the air left a beautiful white track in the air like a meteor and landed in front of the Great Elder.

"Oooo ”

After two crisp sounds, Duanmulin struck away the twin hammers that the Great Elder had yet to wield.

"Senior brother, after so many years, you have worked very hard, but the reason why you can't improve your cultivation anymore is that when you encounter an unattainable existence, you will choose to give up.

The unreachable Wuzun Realm, you gave up, the powerful Demon Clan Court, you gave up, and now facing me, you still give up. ”

With a wave of Duanmu Lin's hand, the hammer turned around and smashed towards the second elder.

Martial Sect Sanzhong, one of the strongest martial artists in the Shattered Sky Valley, was actually pressed to the ground by this iron hammer!

The Great Elder looked at the suppressed Second Elder and the Third Elder who had not been able to stand up again so far.

The end result was undoubtedly a disappointment for him.

He took two steps back helplessly, pointed at Duanmu Lin, looked at a monster, and said in a trembling voice: "No matter what, I am old and decayed for the sect! Senior brother, even if you become the acting sect master, why do you force us to such an endless death!"

Hearing this, Duanmulin suddenly stopped, turned his head, and faced the direction of the 'Gathering Heaven' Palace.

To be precise, it is facing the direction of Xiaotong.

"Because in addition to being the acting master of the sect, I am also Xiaotong's master. ”

The Great Elder was in despair.

He knew that Duanmulin had made up his mind to clean up the portal, and the two junior disciples couldn't help, and the 'Blue Devil' over there had no intention of making a move.

When he got older, he liked to shake his head and sigh.

It's the same this time, he can't do anything with a long sigh, and all thoughts are lost.

"Old decay has always felt ......"

Duanmulin shook his head and interrupted him.

"Maybe Senior Brother did think about the sect, but the most important thing is that Senior Brother doesn't have the courage to fight against the demon clan from the heart?"

He walked up to the Great Elder, who was already born high, smiled and looked down at each other from top to bottom.

It is like the sun shining on the ditch.

"So, I don't want to fight with my senior brother for my life, I just want to ask my senior brother to leave the sect.

No need to come back. ”

At that moment, the Great Elder suddenly remembered that he had made the same decision as Duanmulin two days ago.

For the safety of the sect, he not only decided to hand over Xiaotong to the demon clan's court, but also asked Duanmulin to leave the sect before the ninth gate of the demon clan's longevity service came, and he could never come back.

Duanmulin really disappeared that night, and he didn't make any protest to them.

And he never even had any surprise about this, as if he had long been used to it, Duanmulin would definitely accept what others told him unconditionally.

Today, when he returned as king, he never complained or complained to himself about it.

If it weren't for Xiaotong, he might have really accepted it without hesitation.

The Great Elder was silent for a moment, then turned around silently.

He understood that the place where he had stayed all his life, no matter what the future holds, was no longer his belonging.

Compared with himself, a cowardly old man in the sunset West Mountain, Duanmu Forest is too suitable for the Shattered Sky Valley.

He walked up to the three elders who were still unconscious, and he looked old and frail, and he picked up his still broad body, and left silently with the lonely back in the rain.

Duanmulin raised his hand, grabbed the void, and the round of brilliance was caught back into his hand again.

He turned to look at the Second Elder, and there was a little more respect in his eyes that he hadn't had just now.

"Isn't the second senior brother still leaving?"

In just a few minutes, the martial robes on the second elder's body had already left many scars, and that majestic face was full of exhaustion and old age, and there were faint blood stains on the corners of his mouth and even under his nose.

He is old, and he hasn't done it for many years, and there are talents in the rivers and lakes, and it is no longer the era when his long hammer can run rampant in the world.

But he didn't want to go yet.

"Senior brother, you are very strong, I will not stop you again, go and give it a try. ”

Duanmulin was not in a hurry, it seemed that he knew that today's real enemy, the 'Blue Devil', would never take advantage of people's danger.

"I know, and I know, that the second senior brother actually doesn't mind being an enemy of the demon clan all along. ”

The Second Elder shook his head, obviously, he had his own plans.

"But I have a question for my junior brother. ”

"Senior brother, please speak. ”

"For so many years, why have you been hiding your cultivation?"

Duanmulin took his hand behind him and pointed to the 'Jutian' hall.

"Because the master told me before closing the museum that the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. ”

The second elder was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly became stunned.

He closed his eyes again and sat quietly on the ground with his hammer.

"After so many years, I've suffered you. ”