Su Lingyun struggled, looking at the sword blade that was getting closer and closer to his face, his brain was spinning rapidly, and infinite thoughts were pouring out, but there was still nothing he could do to help him escape.

"I had to give it a go. Su Lingyun thought in his heart, his eyes staring straight at the approaching iron sword in Zuo Yuan's hand.

"It's now!"

When Zuo Yuan's sword hand was still three feet away from Su Lingyun, Su Lingyun let go of the foot that was holding Zuo Yuan's neck tightly, and let the huge force rage on his neck, but at this moment, at least his hand could move, since his hand could move, he naturally had to grab something, such as the grass pressed under his body, or the stone that was close at hand, but he didn't choose, what he grabbed was a token hanging around his neck, this token was black throughout, only the width of two fingers together, more than an inch in length, tied with a piece of grass rope, the material for making the token was not stone or jade, not wood or iron, but the token exuded a faint cold light, like a sword blade。 The two sides of the token are engraved with obscure lines, which have a certain pattern in the mess.

This is what Grandpa Su hung around Su Lingyun's neck when he picked him up, and Grandpa Su said that it might be about his life experience, so that Su Lingyun could put it on his body at all times and never lose it. At this time, this small token is the key object to save Su Lingyun, whether it can succeed or not, it will be a matter of one fell swoop!

Pull violently, "Click!" The straw rope made fifteen years ago was broken today, Su Lingyun held the token tightly, dodged the stabbing sword at an extremely dangerous angle, and approached the wrist of Zuo Yuan's hand holding the sword, Zuo Yuan was shocked, and instantly soaked his clothes with cold sweat, no matter whether he recovered or continued to stab, his wrist would definitely be cut, if it happened to hurt the muscles and bones, this hand would be considered useless, helpless, Zuo Yuan had no choice but to let go of the sword in his hand and forcibly stretched his hand back.

Only by abandoning the sword can Zuo Yuan keep his hand, which shows how powerful Su Lingyun's power is in a very short period of time.

"Bang dang!" The iron sword smashed into Su Lingyun's side, causing a burst of dust and smoke. "Good opportunity!" Su Lingyun grabbed the iron sword beside him, and a carp stood up, straightened up, tried what little strength he had left, and stabbed Zuo Yuan with a sword.

"Since you want to insult me, then you have to pay the price!" Su Lingyun roared angrily, the speed of the attack was extremely fast, Zuo Yuan looked at the approaching Su Lingyun, his pupils shrank into a needle, and he was so frightened that he forgot to dodge for a while, and the iron sword kept approaching, about to pierce his abdomen.

Although Zuo Yuan was stupid, Qin Zhong and Luo Fatzi, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, were still vigilant, looking at Zuo Yuan who was in danger, the two reacted immediately, Luo Fatzi hurriedly pulled Zuo Yuan, and Qin Zhongzhong was ruthless, and with the sevenfold realm of his own Xuanmai Realm, he used the Xuanji "Habitual Fist" to blast straight into Su Lingyun's chest.

Xuanji is the abbreviation of Xuanwu Continent's combat techniques, high and low different levels of Xuanshu have vastly different powers, and there are many types, but most of them are divided into four levels from high to low Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, each level is due to three levels - low, medium and high, the higher the level, the greater the power, the greater the difficulty of natural cultivation, and the greater the degree of rarity.

Qin Chong's "Habitual Fist" was obtained in the Xuanji Pavilion of the Divine Sword Sect, the Xuan-level intermediate-level Xuanji, which has the miraculous effect of bombarding the enemy's internal organs, if the timing is right, the power of a punch can be higher than that of the Yellow Order, when Qin Chong rotated this Xuanji, he valued its power.

The powerful fist stirred up a wave of qi, carrying a strong sense of oppression, and slammed into Su Lingyun's chest, "Click!" The fist was like a beast in the wilderness, and it really hit the chest, which made the already cracked bones completely broken, and the chest collapsed slightly.

Su Lingyun's purpose was to defeat the enemy with one move, and he never thought of keeping a back hand as a defense, but he underestimated Qin Chong's strength too much, so that such a powerful fist was fully received by him, and in an instant, Su Lingyun only felt that his qi and blood were stagnant, and even his breathing became nonexistent, but despite this, Su Lingyun didn't feel any pain, because these sharp pains were beyond his ability to bear, and he became numb to this.

Su Lingyun flew out again like a kite with a broken string, but this time it didn't fall to the ground, but was blasted into the falling abyss.

Luo Fatzi reacted immediately, rushed forward quickly, and wanted to pull back Su Lingyun who flew towards the Falling God Abyss, and then Qin Zhong also reacted, urging his body to the extreme, like a hurricane, moving forward at great speed, and also wanted to pull back Su Lingyun who was blasted out by him, but it was still a step too late, Su Lingyun flew out and was swallowed up by the endless darkness of the Falling God Abyss.

"Still can't escape, are you going to die?" This is Su Lingyun's last thought, pain, cold, like a wave, Su Lingyun fainted directly, but before he fell into a coma, infinite sadness flowed in his heart - I'm sorry, grandpa, I disappointed your expectations, I'm sorry Yu'er, I can't accompany you to collect medicine, I'm sorry, damn fur buyers, I can't sell you animal skins anymore, I'm sorry, old demon wolf, I can't fight with you anymore.

Suddenly, Su Lingyun was full of thoughts, and sadness rushed to his heart, and the only thing he really felt was the warm and bright sun in front of him, the cold and dark abyss behind him, and the cold and slippery token in his hand.

Then, the pain made him faint to death, and darkness engulfed him.

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"Senior Brother Qin, you ...... You've killed someone!" Zuo Yuan looked at everything in front of him and stammered, his tone full of sluggishness after being frightened. Today, he has been stimulated a lot, he was slashed in the face by Su Lingyun, and he was counterattacked by Su Lingyun under the advantage of the duel, and now, he saw Su Lingyun being swallowed by the abyss.

"It's not because of you, bastard, you can't escape!" Qin Chong roared with a hideous face, he didn't think about killing Su Lingyun at all, but when he saw Zuo Yuan's catastrophe coming, he made a move, although the habitual fist was extremely powerful, it would never kill Su Lingyun, but he forgot that behind him was Luo Shenyuan, so he knocked him down, but he really didn't mean it.

The sect order of the Divine Sword Sect is like a mountain, and the sect is even more ruthless, if this kind of brutal killing of weak and innocent cultivators is known by the sect, even if they are not forced to resist their lives, they will be abolished and cultivated, expelled from the Divine Sword Sect, and reduced to a wasted person.

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As soon as the time flickered, the sun leaned against the mountain in the west, and it was about to rest, and the three of them were still standing on the edge of the Falling God Abyss, looking at the endless darkness in the abyss, hoping that something would come out of it, but they all knew in their hearts that Su Lingyun would definitely die.

"So far, I can only explain honestly!" Luo Fatzi looked at the two people who were red-faced by the sunset after dusk, and said weakly.

"Why don't you hide it?" Zuo Yuan raised a mentally retarded question - Su Lingyun lives in the back mountain of the Divine Sword Sect all the year round, and now that he has disappeared, the sect will definitely send someone to inspect, even if the sect does not notice, but Yu'er is friendly with Su Lingyun, she will definitely go to inspect, and now there are at least ten people in the sect who know that they are going to find trouble with Su Lingyun, so as long as they check casually, the matter of Su Lingyun's disappearance will be found on them, so they can't hide it at all, which makes Zuo Yuan's idea very mentally retarded.

"Forget it, let's explain the situation to Senior Brother Zhang first, Senior Brother Zhang's uncle is the fourth elder in the sect, he should be able to protect us, remember, none of you can escape the involvement, we are now grasshoppers on a rope, do you know?" Qin Zhong calmed down and said, now he knows that instead of hiding it and waiting for punishment, it is better to let Zhang Feng know and let him help, after all, the order to break the arm was still given by him.

"Oh!" Zuo Yuan responded, Luo Fatzi's face was entangled, and his conscience was fighting against evil thoughts.

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