Time passed minute by minute, and Song Xiaojian's sizzling sound in his ears became slower and lower, lower and lower.

But the 'master' in his mouth still didn't move, and the black-robed man couldn't get it.

Looking at Song Xiaojian's reaction, he should know that someone will save him,

Or someone told him that they would save him, so he repeatedly shouted 'master',

But why hasn't the person behind the scenes ever appeared?

Deep underground,

The good old man and the Seven Commanders frowned equally,

"Uncle, it can't be those people who found out about our plan, right?"

The Seven Commanders frowned slightly,

"It's not impossible, there are too many suspicious places in this operation,"

"If nothing else, it's just the two ants at the beginning, why they left Song Xiaojian in the wilderness is a mystery,"

"What's more, they left in such an outrageous way, if someone was secretly following those two people, it would be impossible not to suspect this."

"Before, I thought that this was all done secretly by the people of the Nine Xuanzong, and the fact that the Mu family wanted Song Xiaojian's life was also the news they secretly released,"

"But at present, it's not very similar, it's likely that someone really wants this Song Xiaojian's life, so he asked someone to kidnap him."

"Those people from Jiuxuanzong took advantage of the situation to let them kidnap Song Xiaojian, and then wanted to follow the vine to touch the melon,"

"But they definitely didn't expect that those two ants would throw Song Xiaojian down halfway, and they wouldn't even take any of Song Xiaojian's whole body magic weapons."

"In this case, they can't see the problem anymore, so there really is a ghost."

"Maybe at some point, they found out that something was wrong, maybe they were afraid of startling the grass and the snake and alarming us, so they gave up this Song Xiaojian at that time."

"Oh no, it's not that I gave up, but this Song Xiaojian has been used, and they are likely to track them to the cave and see your puppet, and now they may be secretly investigating."

I have to say that the Seven Commanders are very reasonable in their analysis and very smart.

Unfortunately, the smarter you are, the easier it is to make mistakes sometimes.

The smarter you are, the more complicated things will be.

Coincidental?

They wouldn't believe that this was a coincidence, in the eyes of people like the Seven Commanders, there was no coincidence at all, everything was arranged,

"Let's do it, this Song Xiaojian is useless......"

The good old man's eyes roll,

"Uncle, do you think this Song Xiaojian will know something, should we arrest him......"

The Seventh Commander waved his hand and said, "No need, although I guess that Song Xiaojian has been given up by those people, however, those people are likely to give up on this Song Xiaojian's life, rather than giving up tracking us,"

"And this Song Xiaojian is actually a bait, there will definitely not be too much news to know, and there will not be too much news when he is caught and interrogated, but he will have to take a lot of risks,"

"Let's kill it directly, let people stare at the Nine Xuanzong to see what they do."

Good old man: "Yes! ”

…………

Knowing the depths of the sea,

Ding Ye and Jian Lao were still standing by, no matter how Song Xiaojian shouted, they didn't have a trace of response.

"Now you see it, this kid doesn't have a trace of fighting spirit, he only knows how to hide, and he won't remember it for a long time if he doesn't suffer a little."

Jian Lao looked at Song Xiaojian, who was grinning in pain, and nodded again and again,

"That's right, if it were in my Soul Sword Sect, this kind of disciple would have been reformed a long time ago."

Speaking of which, Song Xiaojian's performance was really a big disappointment for them,

In the Canglan Continent, a guy like Song Xiaojian who doesn't have the slightest fighting intent will definitely not survive three episodes.

Monks and monks lie in a struggle for words, for the treasures of heaven and earth, for all kinds of magic weapons, for all kinds of resources,

Killing can be said to be everywhere, even if you don't fight, it doesn't mean that others won't attack you.

People who can only hide and escape in case of trouble will definitely not have a big future in the Canglan Continent.

……

Song Xiaojian finally calmed down the mental power of the riot, and gasped for breath in his mouth,

Ding Ye and Jian Lao didn't have a trace of information, he didn't believe that the two of them didn't know anything about his current situation,

If you know that it doesn't happen, then there is only one situation left,

The two of them did it on purpose and wanted to test him,

After the severe pain subsided slightly, Song Xiaojian looked at the black-robed man not far away again,

At this time, the previous reaction that gave him great horror was gone,

The head fell off and it was just a big scar, and twenty years later, I was a good man, I'm afraid of a yarn?

I have to say that Song Xiaojian is cheap, if he is not whipped a few times, he will not muster this ruthlessness.

pinched the trick in his hand, and recited inexplicable syllables in his mouth,

In the space of the Lingtai, the rune that represents the Taiyi Zhuxian Thunder shines brightly,

In the dantian, countless true elements surged, with the seal in his hand, with the syllables in his mouth, they poured into the unknown mysterious space,

Above the cave, in the air where there was no trace of clouds, traces of black clouds inexplicably appeared.

The black clouds converged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, there were fist-sized, plates-sized, and basin-sized......

In the cave,

The black-robed man who was standing motionless suddenly came to life,

"Yo, you're still resisting?"

Trumpet~~~

The long whip was like a dragon, pumping at Song Xiaojian's body at a lightning speed.

Grunt~~~

Song Xiaojian endured the pain in his heart, clenched his teeth, and swallowed the sharp pain back into his stomach.

The sharp pain seemed to be willing to return to the stomach, and there was a gurgling protest in the throat,

When the black-robed man saw it, he sneered,

"Yo, I can't see it, you're quite able to bear it,"

Horn ~~~

The long whip was like a dragon swinging its tail, and it was slapped on Song Xiaojian's body several times in a row.

Oh~~~

The sharp pain that penetrated his soul made Song Xiaojian's heart shake, and the seal in his hand suddenly became messy, and the chapters in his mouth became vague,

The surging True Yuan sent out a powerful anti-devouring force, which made him unable to control it anymore, and shouted out in a loud voice,

In the sky, the black clouds that had swelled to the size of a bathtub slowly dissipated,

In the space of the Lingtai, the light of the runes of Taiyi Zhuxian Thunder also dimmed, and the runes were faintly unstable, as if they would disperse at any time, shook a few times, and finally stood still, not dispersed,

Song Xiaojian's heart gradually sank,

This black thunder is his strongest means of attack, last time, on the stage, the Peerless Pavilion Qiu Yin's heaven-level magic weapon was split into ashes by him, he knew that this black thunder must be extraordinary,

However, no matter how powerful it is, it must be made out.

Before he could finish his mantra, he was interrupted, and the violent backlash was something he had not expected at all.

In the space of the Lingtai, the runes representing Taiyi Zhuxian Thunder have turned gray, and there is no reaction at all when it is mobilized again.

His strongest attack was gone, and for a while, Song Xiaojian's heart was like ashes......

The black-robed man seemed to have pushed patience as well, and the long whip was like a storm, falling madly,

Trumpet~~

Horn~~

Song Xiaojian didn't hide at all, and he couldn't dodge,

Whip after whip, the intense pain made his vision blur, and the black-robed man wielding the long whip slowly turned into a double shadow......

……

Knowing the depths of the sea,

Ding Ye and Jian Lao watched all this silently,

"Master, if you don't do it again, he will really be sucked to death."

Jian Lao was a little anxious at this time,

He didn't believe that Ding Ye would really let Song Xiaojian go to death,

Even if it's discipline, it's not a matter of a while, there must be a process.

Ding Ye said indifferently: "He deserves to die, I just wanted him to get too powerful spells, so that he would form a dependent ......"

Jian Lao's heart sank, in the eyes of him and Ding Ye, the bottom of that black thunder had been guessed by them.

The power is great, but for Song Xiaojian, who is only in the Qi refining period, it is very unsuitable.

The black thunder is too powerful, and it is easy for people to ignore some basic combat techniques.

Seeing that Song Xiaojian's consciousness was becoming more and more blurred under the whipping of the black-robed man, he was about to fall into a coma, and Jian Lao couldn't help but speak,

"Master Ding, if I don't make a move, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid something will happen......"

Ding Ye glared at him,

"Something? What will happen? ”

"If I could, I wouldn't let you do it?"

"Powerful spells are his dependence, but aren't we also his dependence?"

"This kid just wants us to take action, once, twice, three times, if we take action every time he encounters danger, when will he grow up?"

Jian Lao glanced at Song Xiaojian, who was already semi-unconscious,

"Master Ding, you're right, but if this continues, he will die in the hands of this puppet, so where will there be a future, where will he grow up?"

Belch~~~

Ding Ye was angry, his heart seemed to be smoothed a little, and he glanced at Song Xiaojian, who fell to the ground like a dead fish,

"What an idiot,

"You don't have to make a move, you can give him a reminder, don't be in Baoshan and don't know it."

It can be seen that Ding Ye is very dissatisfied with Song Xiaojian's performance today,

In fact, this can't be blamed on Song Xiaojian, he is only in the Qi refining period, where did he get the fighting experience?

Although the Nine Xuanzong has a variety of competitions and tasks to train a rookie like him,

But since he split Qiu Yin into ashes with a black thunderbolt, where did anyone in the Nine Xuanzong dare to fight against him?

A magic weapon defense is unparalleled, just like the shell of a 10,000-year-old turtle, no matter how you fight, you can't beat it.

The attack is to kill people, unless the person's head is in the water, then find Song Xiaojian to practice and find abuse,

As a result, Song Xiaojian became an outlier in the Nine Xuanzong Sect, with the strength of the late stage of qi refining, but he had no actual combat experience.

In fact, Ding Ye is right, if it continues like this, Song Xiaojian will really be abolished.

Where does his strength come from? To put it nicely, he cultivated hard, but in fact, everyone knew that it was piled up with pills.

Even his purple qi realm, even when he broke through the 108th meridian, was piled up with pills,

Ding Ye said that it was a pig under so many pills, and it could reach the late stage of qi refining, although Ding Ye's words were not good, but this is the truth,

In the past two years, Song Xiaojian has indeed not paid much attention to cultivation.

There may be a reason why he came from this era of peace on Earth.

But among them, the bigger reason is still no pressure,

Since he got countless magic weapons in the secret realm, he didn't have a trace of pressure.

Steep and rich, let Song Xiaojian live a life of small wealth and peace, get by, just live it,

If he had been using this mentality in the Canglan Continent, sooner or later, he would die without a place to be buried.

At this time,

Song Xiaojian's consciousness lying on the ground gradually blurred, and the figure wielding the long whip could no longer be seen clearly, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if the next moment, he would fall into the endless dark abyss......

Deep underground,

On the edge of the crystal ball,

The good old man sighed,

"Uncle and grandfather, it seems that Jiuxuanzong has given up on Song Xiaojian, it's all this time, and no one has come yet."

The Seven Commanders nodded slightly,

"Then don't delay, let's do it."

Good old man: "Yes." ”

……

Song Xiaojian was lying on the ground, and the long whip whipped him, but he didn't seem to feel a trace of pain, maybe he was numb,

The eyelids slowly close, and when the last ray of light is almost covered by the eyelids,

The roar of the sword elder sounded in his ears:

"Boy, get up for me, what are you doing lying on the ground?"

Song Xiaojian was a spirit, and he didn't know where to come from.

When I opened my eyes, I bounced off the ground with a whoosh,

"Sword Elder, you just ......"

Jian Lao's voice was not polite at all,

"Mack, little rabbit cub, you can't beat a puppet, why are you embarrassed to say that the old man taught you?"

"Don't say that you know the swordsmanship of my Soul Sword Sect, say it and disgrace the face of our Soul Sword Sect ancestors."

Puppet?

Song Xiaojian was stunned for a moment,

Look carefully at the black-robed man with the long whip,

The long whip waved like a circle, and the long whip was in the hands of the black-robed man, like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, and like an antelope hanging its horns, without any trace, what kind of puppet could do it?

As if he knew what he was thinking, Jian Lao snorted coldly,

"Hmph, boy, how old are you, you haven't grown all the hair, there are still many things in this world that you don't understand,"

"Dancing a whip is amazing? The puppets of our Soul Sword Sect can also have peerless swordsmanship. ”

Belch~~~

Song Xiaojian was speechless, indeed, he had seen that swordsmanship puppet with his own eyes, and his fierce swordsmanship made him unable to resist at all.

"Sword Elder, save me!"

Song Xiaojian, a puppet or not, doesn't care, he only knows that this guy is not something he can deal with now,

If he didn't have that long whip, he might still have the strength to fight, but under that long whip, he couldn't let out any skills, not to mention, and he had to endure a fierce backlash.

Therefore, he asked the old sword for help very undisciplinedly,

There is free labor, why should I work hard with this black-robed guy?

If Jian Lao knew that Song Xiaojian thought like this in his heart, he would definitely admire Ding Ye,

I have to say that Song Xiaojian, a small sapling, now has a tendency to grow crooked.

"Save the ...... yarn"

Well, although Jian Lao doesn't know what wool is, it is enough for him to know that this sentence is a curse.

"If you can't even beat a puppet, you'll die......"

After speaking, Jian Lao's voice disappeared, and no matter how Song Xiaojian called in his heart, Jian Lao didn't say anything again,

At this moment, Song Xiaojian was dumbfounded,

Cooked duck ...... Oh, well, it's not accurate to describe it like this, Jian Lao's current state, how can he not be regarded as a duck, right?

Running out of reinforcements?

Song Xiaojian was a little dazed,

However, no matter how he is, he is also a newcomer with nine years of compulsory education, he is not stupid, and his brain is more lively than ordinary people.

After the sword elder appeared, he mentioned the Soul Sword Sect several times, if he didn't understand it again, it was not killed by someone, but stupid to death,

"Soul Sword...... Duh!! ”

A flash of purple light flickered, and the palm-sized soul sword came out of the sea of knowledge, and it became a three-foot long sword in an instant.

"Go!!"

The benefit of soul swordsmanship is mind control, the entire purple light small sword is composed of spiritual power, as soon as the mind moves, the sword moves at will, and it doesn't take time to launch like black thunder at all.

The long sword turned into a purple streamer and headed straight towards the black-robed puppet.

Laugh at~~~

With a soft sound, the long green whip of the black-robed man broke in response,

Laugh at~

Sneer~~

After a few sounds, there was only one whip handle left in Zhangji's long whip.

The black-robed man didn't seem to react, standing there, looking at the long whip with only the handle left in his hand, and he didn't believe it,

Song Xiaojian didn't hesitate for a minute, just now this guy whipped him with a whip, which made him feel painful, and now is the time for revenge.

"Duh~~~"

The flying sword rose in the air, and the tip of the sword was facing the eyebrows of the black-robed man,

I saw a flash of purple light, and the flying sword hovered behind the black-robed man, and the purple light flowed all over his body.

Goodong~~~

The black-robed man fell to the ground, and the green light in his eyes slowly extinguished,

Whoosh~~

For fear of the black-robed man's deception,

Song Xiaojian released three Xuan-level flying swords, unloading the black-robed man into eight pieces, and only stopped after confirming that the black-robed man was completely dead.

Call~~~

At this time, he breathed a sigh of relief,

It's the first time I've been so close to death,

Before, I don't know which movie I heard a line, "People must rely on themselves!" ”

At the time, I thought it was just talking.

But at this moment, Song Xiaojian had a deep understanding of this sentence,

Are Ding Ye and Jian Lao unreliable?

Maybe it's reliable, but they don't want to rely on them all the time.

You can't think that Ding Ye will help wipe your buttocks, although his old man has never wiped it,

But before, deep in his heart, Song Xiaojian always regarded Ding Ye as a backer, thinking that with Ding Ye here, his life would not be in danger.

Now, he may understand the meaning of Ding Ye and Jian Lao not appearing,

Well, only by experiencing the great horror between life and death can we understand some truths of life,

Hmm~~ At least now, Song Xiaojian has some comprehension in his heart...... Uh, well, it's not a realization, it can only be a guess,

Ding Ye is an old monster at first glance, the old monster's mind must be different from ordinary people, and Song Xiaojian can't tell what Ding Ye means this time.

It can only be guessed.

………………

Deep underground, in front of the crystal ball,

The good old man's bull's eyes are bigger than his fists,

The Seven Commanders also looked stunned and ghostly,

"It's ...... This is...... It's not ......"