"I promise you, if the Youleng Pavilion is persuaded by you to return one day, I will promise on behalf of the entire Pure Yang Sword that I will not be guilty of all the past!"

Facing the sunset, Jun Qiuyu's back was stretched for a long time by the fiery red light

Her face shining in the rays of the setting sun, her eyes were gentle, a tolerance that could accommodate all the sins of the world.

"All the fault lies with me, if it weren't for my wild words back then, if it weren't for Liu Kai's matter that made my Pure Yang Sword disciples fearful, Youleng Pavilion would not have been bullied by so many white eyes, and Senior Brother would not have personally taught him swordsmanship because he was too worried."

Jun Qiuyu smiled shallowly, her sharp face rarely became gentle, she was born in sword cultivation, she has always been flamboyant and does her own thing, but this time, Mu Ze can probably see that because of the accident of the head of the Pure Yang Sword, this great elder who has never been in charge of things in the Pure Yang Sword wants to stabilize the entire Pure Yang Sword with her thunder means!

"The disciple understands that if one day the disciple can bring the Youleng Pavilion back, please also ask Uncle Qiu Yu to fulfill today's promise."

Under the setting sun, Mu Ze listened to the staggering steps to support himself to stand up and walk towards the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion step by step, at that moment, Mo Kongjing saw Mu Ze Ting's determination, and Jun Qiuyu saw the future, saw the future of the Pure Yang Sword, saw the future of Mu Ze Ting, and saw the future of the Youleng Pavilion

It was time to do her duty, she thought.

And Mu Ze listened to it, it was the only disciple she was optimistic about, except for Mu Ze listening in the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion, she could no longer find a disciple who could fight against the Youleng Pavilion!

She could already predict that the future world would belong to these younger generations, and the Youleng Pavilion, who had already defected to the abyss, would be the great enemy of the Immortal Cultivation Realm!

If you don't cultivate a disciple who can fight against it in time, the future fate of the immortal cultivation realm may be difficult to turn over.

"Mu Ze listen, I will teach you and me all the high-level swordsmanship of the Pure Yang Sword in the name of the Great Elder of the Pure Yang Sword, and from now on, everyone in the Immortal Cultivation Realm will know your name, the chief disciple of the Pure Yang Sword, Mu Ze listen." Turning her back to the setting sun, Jun Qiuyu's steps were heavy and slow, and she walked towards the main entrance of the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion step by step.

The scene in the water curtain changed abruptly, and what appeared in front of her was no longer the magnificent and magnificent picture in front of the main gate of the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion.

The sky was stained red with blood, and the corpses of countless Pure Yang Sword disciples were lying scattered on the side of the road, and the roar of fighting and roaring in the pavilion shouted for three days and three nights.

The war did not end with the departure of Liu Kai and Youleng Pavilion, but became more and more intense, the Pure Yang Sword was at the head of the five major sects, and there were naturally countless head-on conflicts with demons over the years, not only the Pure Yang Sword disciples were eager to swallow their flesh and blood for those demons, but the demons of the abyss also hated the Pure Yang Sword disciples.

The demons that disappeared in the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion did not retreat, but rushed in from the main gate of the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion again, and quickly captured several territories of the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion with overwhelming momentum.

"Great Elder! The disciples of the other four major sects have come to support! With the announcement of the Pure Yang Sword disciples, several Pure Yang Sword leaders in the Sword Pavilion finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the nerves that had been tense finally got a moment of respite.

A rush of footsteps sounded from outside the Sword Pavilion, and the next group of disciples who came filled the spacious and bright Sword Pavilion, and the aura of slaughter that overflowed in it couldn't help but make people serious.

"The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect came to support on the orders of the sect master!"

The plain white Xiaoyao Sect disciple's face was stable and indifferent, and the unusual calm and mellow aura on his body showed the profound cultivation of the person who came.

"The Ethereal Peak disciple was ordered to come to support!"

The Ethereal Peak disciple dressed in a bright golden fairy costume held a one-person-high staff, and his dignified and elegant aura made others dare not approach, let alone blaspheme.

"Bi Yunxiao's disciples came to support on the orders of the master!"

Dressed in emerald green fairy ethereal clouds, wearing a wide-sleeved shirt skirt, the female disciples raised their heads and their eyes burst into a burst of bright light.

"The disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect came to support on the orders of the sect master."

A black dress with no material to see was tightly attached to the body to outline the graceful body, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect were all enchanting because they were all demon cultivators, and their appearance was also top-notch enchanting and charming.

Through that layer of mist, even if he could only see those bewitching figures, Mo Kongjing could feel the faintly charming aura emanating from them.

This was the first time she had seen the legendary Ten Thousand Demon Sect, but although it was as rumored, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect were all charming, but she didn't hate it at all.

The shouting and fighting outside the door became louder and louder, and the figure standing in the Sword Pavilion did not hesitate for long, Jun Qiuyu turned around coldly and took the lead in drawing out his sword.

"Pure Yang Sword disciple obeys the order and kills the Sword Pavilion with me!"

The deafening roar resounded throughout the Sword Pavilion, I don't know how long this slaughter lasted, the disciples of the five major sects tried their best to drive the demons who invaded the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion out of the Sword Pavilion, but the demon's attack was too strong.

Mu Zeting was the first batch of disciples to come down from the front line, he was too seriously injured by the Youleng Pavilion, but he still insisted on staying on the front line of the battle and fighting side by side with the disciples of the five major sects despite Jun Qiuyu's obstruction.

And when he came down from the front line, his whole person was unconscious, or the other Pure Yang Sword disciples found Mu Ze who was unconscious in the corpse and fished him out of the corpse.

This battle was seven days and seven nights of sleeplessness, and Mu Ze, who had lost the strength to get out of bed in the room, could only watch the window turn into a sea of fire, and the last cry before the senior brothers who practiced swords together in the past fell

"Alas"

The only one who accompanied Mu Ze to listen was Mo Kongjing, who was standing in the room, and she was looking at the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion at this moment from the perspective of Mu Ze listening.

In her memory, it was rumored that in the demon invasion more than seventy years ago, the disciples of the five major sects all suffered heavy losses, and the strength of the sect was not as good as before.

She could feel the sadness in the air, the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion was going through an unprecedented ordeal, and the Pure Yang Sword, which had lost the head of the County Order Pavilion, could only rely on the desperate offensive posture of the County Qiuyu to get a respite again and again.

Since then, the Great Elder of the Pure Yang Sword, Jun Qiuyu, has become famous in the first battle!

She won the recognition of everyone in the immortal cultivation world with her superb swordsmanship that was not inferior to the head of the Jun Xuan Pavilion, and it was she who led the disciples of the five major sects with less than a thousand to drive thousands of demons from the abyss out of her sect.

But the price is

"Great Elder! Your eyes! ”

The exclamations of others made Jun Qiuyu smile lightly, she turned her head disapprovingly, although she couldn't see the others, but she still replied in a very gentle tone, "Back then, the master taught us this sword technique in order to get that glimmer of life in a desperate situation, although the price was my own eyes, but I felt very proud and proud of the Pure Yang Sword Pavilion." (To be continued.) )