"Senior Brother Xianyue, if you don't say it, it's your master, and I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you. ”

The Haoyue Sword Sect Discipline Academy, the most terrifying place in the entire sect. Eight out of ten disciples who came in were eventually abolished, and one died there.

When Lu Xianyue was escorted here, he knew that he had been abandoned.

After dealing with the affairs of the Ju Tu Sect, he returned to the sect with a group of disciples and Ling Rou.

Originally, everyone was very envious of him when he went out and brought back a beautiful woman.

But the face of the old man in the door changed.

They said Ling Rou, there is a problem.

Originally, this matter was not resolved under the intervention of Lu Xianyue's master, Feng Lingyue, an elder with a high status in the sect. But the demon clan sent a letter of guilt to make them move the matter out again.

The demon clan sent people to Jiuzhi Mountain, tortured the disciples of the Jutu Sect, and knew that the disciples of the Great Snow Mountain and the disciples of the Haoyue Sword Sect had been there on the day of the ceremony, and they had also made a move.

I don't know who killed Mang Tongyou, but the demon clan has already found the Haoyue Sword Sect.

Regarding this matter, the sects have their own opinions, some say that they want to keep Lu Xianyue, and some say that they can't get along with the demon clan.

But in the end, when Lu Xianyue refused to explain who was the murderer, his master Feng Lingyue could only shake his head, sigh and turn away.

He was taken to the precept house.

At this time, it was Situ Wanyue, who was in the Sword Sect and whose status was below him.

The guy who has never dealt with Lu Xianyue, in Lu Xianyue's opinion, this person is insidious and cunning, and he can't be a friend.

"What can I say? I don't know who killed the Demon Clan, but I don't have the ability to do that anyway. If I had this ability, the Sword Sect would not have been willing to escort me here. ”

The stone room was empty, and Lu Xianyue sat on the stone bed and said indifferently.

"Senior brother, you really don't say it?"

Lu Xianyue closed her eyes and was silent.

There was a sneer on the corner of Situ Wanyue's mouth, and with a wave of his hand, several iron cables flew out of the stone chamber, tying Lu Xianyue's limbs.

The iron rope is made of thousands of years of cold iron, and it can be forbidden to cultivate.

"Senior brother, since you don't say it, then don't blame junior brother for being you're welcome."

Situ Wanyue raised his hand and slapped Lu Xianyue's dantian fiercely.

Lu Xianyue spurted out a mouthful of blood, her eyes widened, but she couldn't speak in pain.

He was deposed and cultivated.

Twenty years of penance were ruined.

He couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood, tilted his head, and passed out.

Situ Wanyue smiled coldly and said, "Go and ask Miss Ling Rou to come over." ”

Someone outside answered, and after a while, Ling Rou was brought over.

"Ah" Ling Rou saw Lu Xianyue, who was already unconscious and was chained by the chains, and exclaimed in surprise, and rushed forward to shake him.

"Brother Lu, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Xianyue woke up, looked at Ling Rou's anxious expression, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm fine."

Then he passed out again.

"Miss Ling, Senior Brother Lu is also dead-eyed, and he is bent on shielding the person who killed the Great Venerable of the Demon Clan, so he ended up like this. ”

Situ Wanyue took a step forward and sniffed the faint fragrance on Ling Rou's body.

"Miss Ling, you should know how to do it, right?"

At this time, he didn't notice at all that Ling Rou's eyes were as cold as stars.

"It's nice to be a human being"

Ling Rou muttered to herself.

"Hehe, Miss Ling, Senior Brother Lu is better off than dead, I see!"

A sword slashed through his throat, preventing him from speaking the words he had ever spoken.

Ling Rou's hair fluttered out, and the small stone room was filled with countless sword rays.

The iron chain forged by the thousand-year-old cold iron was like tofu in front of the sword, and it broke into several pieces with a stab.

The sword wrapped Lu Xianyue and stopped in mid-air.

"I'll take you to him, he must know how to save you!"

Ling Rou held the broken sword in one hand and carried the unconscious Lu Xianyue on her back, her small body seemed to be unable to bear the weight at all, but she was firm and walked out step by step.

"The prisoner has escaped!"

"Senior Brother Situ has been killed!"

The Discipline Academy was a heavily guarded place, and Ling Rou walked all the way, waving her sword in her hand continuously, and countless lives were lost.

"Demon, I have known for a long time that you have bad intentions, and today you really created a killing!"

With a loud shout, a sword qi slashed straight over.

Ling Rou didn't look at it, his hand broke off the sword and gently wrapped it, and one arm flew into the sky, and then turned into ashes under the swirling sword qi.

"Su Lao!"

Someone shouted.

"Cloth Sword Array!"

Countless Haoyue Sword Sect disciples rushed over and set up a sword dao array.

Ling Rou's eyes were cold, and there was sword intent on her body.

But that sword path array was really extraordinary, and it actually trapped her.

"Dry position three harmony, no regrets in the backspin"

There were whispered words in her ears, and Lu Xianyue closed her eyes, knowing how this big array worked.

Ling Rou's body changed, and her feet did not stop

, just a few flashes.

"Cangchang"

The sword qi that soared into the sky slashed those Haoyue Sword Sect disciples into the sky.

The Great Array was broken.

"This evil beast is actually betraying the sect!"

Feng Lingyue said hatefully.

"Then do you want to clean up the portal?"

A faint voice came, Feng Lingyue's complexion changed, and she bowed down and said, "Master!"

Xuanyue Zhenren, the head of the Haoyue Sword Sect, stood in the clouds with a group of elders, looking at the broken large array in a low voice, and did not send anyone forward.

"Master, I'll go and capture this rebel!"

Feng Lingyue gritted her teeth and said.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Xuanyue Zhenren waved his hand, "And the net is open." ”

With a wave of his hand, the disciples below slowly retreated.

Ling Rou glanced at it suspiciously, not understanding why these disciples would retreat, but she still tightened Lu Xianyue on her back and flew away.

"Catch up and post to the two clans of the entire Baifu Plains Realm, Lu Xianyue betrayed the sect, and the whole world will be punished!"

Feng Lingyue was shocked, wanted to speak, muttered, but lowered her head.

From this day on, Ling Rou carried Lu Xianyue all the way to the southwest.

In the southwest, there are big snowy mountains!

There were more and more people chasing and killing along the way, but none of them were Ling Rou's opponents, and all the sword weapons and magic weapons turned into ashes under her sword intent.

Everyone knew where she was going, although Lu Xianyue, who woke up from time to time, persuaded her, but she said that that person would definitely be able to save him.

Lu Xianyue didn't know what to say, she didn't actually do anything for Ling Rou.

Privately, he asked why he was being saved. Ling Rou didn't speak, just looked at the broken sword in her hand.

Across the entire Middle Domain, the blood on Ling Rou's hands could merge into a small river.

Lu Xianyue begged him to put herself down, and Ling Rou said that she needed an explanation.

This time, the human race and the demon race in the White Floating Plains realm were surprisingly consistent, and they followed the direction of Ling Rou's march to ask for an explanation.

The Great Snow Mountain, in sight.

Ling Rou and Lu Xianyue had no reason to stay.

Blood splattered, Ling Rou was already blinded by blood, and only knew how to swing the broken sword in his hand, letting the sword qi permeate the horizontal.

No one can stop it!

However, it can trap her.

"Great Snow Mountain, you owe an explanation to the two clans of the world!"

The rolling thunder covered it, and hundreds of thousands of human monks and countless demon clans gathered in the Great Snow Mountain like Mount Tai pressing on the top.