Yes, the reason why Bu Jingyun didn't take advantage of the chaos to take Kong Ci out that day was because Xiongba hadn't seen Kong Ci's last face, and Bu Jingyun didn't want Kong Ci to be disappointed, he thought that Kong Ci was just asleep..... Yes, it must be so, just asleep......

The four of them made a move suddenly, this time they tried their best to make a move, and many of the moves went out, all of which were the outlaw momentum of killing 800 enemies and losing 1,000 themselves, so that the three of them couldn't take him down for a while.

"Three points return to the vitality ....." Xiongba, who was unwilling to stalemate, shouted, and quickly formed a Yuan balloon in his hand, and walked away in a frightening manner towards the steps that were fighting with Qin Shuang and Nie Feng.

Bu Jingyun was fighting with Qin Shuang, and he stretched out his arm without thinking about the stunt issued by Xiongba.

"Boom ....."

Xiongba's martial arts were beyond Bu Jingyun's imagination, and this explosion not only overturned Bu Jingyun, but even Nie Feng and the others who were in this range vomited blood and flew out.

The aftermath of the "Snap ....." explosion dissipated, and Bu Jingyun was blown into the main hall, but a bloody arm was left outside the main hall forever.

"Rebel, I'm going to kill you, kill ....."

"Peerless City, Juggernaut to ....."

Just as Xiongba turned around and wanted to kill Bu Jingyun, with a long shout, a group of warriors dressed in linen and filial piety surrounded a middle-aged man in his forties and quickly came towards the top of the mountain.

The first person is none other than the Sword Master. In the main hall of the Tianxia Society, Bu Jingyun covered his broken arm, and walked towards Kong Ci's wooden coffin with a pale face.

And looking at Kong Ci, who seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep in the open coffin, a smile appeared on his pale face, and he couldn't help but stretch out his right hand covering his broken arm and gently caress Kong Ci's face.

The guards and guests in the main hall were all outside the hall, and looking at the empty helm of the world, Bu Jingyun leaned on the coffin, and suddenly felt that it would be quite good if he died in this familiar place.

"Cloud Hall Master, Cloud Hall Master!"

Just as the blood flowed out and Bu Jingyun felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, the call of heaven suddenly sounded in his ears.

This voice feels so familiar, as if the first voice I heard when I was taken out of Bujiazhuang ten years ago.

"Daddy, do you say that martial arts are important, or is a good sword important?"

"Daddy, I will definitely become a good swordsmith in the future, and let everyone compete for the sword I forged!"

"Yun'er, let's go, remember, the peerless sword forged by Daddy will definitely not be able to open the sword without the bloodline of our Bu family....."

Bu Jingyun closed his eyes, thinking of his father, and also remembered the oath he made when he was a young man to become a swordsmith.

"Cloud Hall Master, are you okay!"

With a call, Bu Jingyun felt that his mouth had been opened, and then a small round ball with a strange fragrance was stuffed into his mouth.

The small round ball in his mouth melted into his mouth, turning into a cloud of heat and heading towards all parts of Bu Jingyun's body, making Bu Jingyun, who was already a little dizzy, regain consciousness.

"Wen ugly ugly!"

With an elixir in his stomach, Bu Jingyun felt that he was much better, and he had some strength in his body.

"Wen Chouhou, why are you here!" Bu Jingyun knew that he couldn't sleep now, so he endured the sleepiness in his head and struggled to stand up.

"If I don't come, you'll die, I watched you grow up, and the reason why this time is like this is because of Xiongba's single-handedly planned, the purpose is to force the three of you brothers to turn against each other!"

Wen Chou, dressed in a white costume, secretly looked outside the main hall while hurrying?

Bu Jingyun helped up.

"You go quickly, now that the Sword Master is here, Xiongba doesn't dare to be distracted, otherwise you won't be able to leave in a while!" Wen Chouchou said, and wanted to help Bu Jingyun escape from the back door of the main hall.

"No, I can't go, I want to be with Kong Ci, I'm going to take her out of here!"

Bu Jingyun, who was supported by Wen Chou, suddenly pushed Wen Chouchou away, and lay on Kong Ci's wooden coffin as soon as his feet were soft.

"You're crazy, how can you take Miss away like this!"

At this time, Wen Chou's face was in a cold sweat, you must know that with the current state of shock, a random disciple who rushed in could capture him. And the reason why no one entered the hall for so long was just because of the arrival of the Sword Saint and the confidence of Xiongba in his own vitality.

"I, I can do ....."

Bu Jingyun took a deep breath, stood firmly in front of Kong Ci's coffin, and hugged the coffin with only one right arm.

"I can, I can definitely take Kong Ci away, I can, I'm Bu Jingyun, I can do it!"

Bu Jingyun said in a messy tone, and then gritted his teeth and suddenly forced, sandwiching the wooden coffin weighing four hundred catties under his arm and pulling it up.

Holding up the four-hundred-pound wooden coffin, there was no problem for Bu Jingyun, who was not injured, but now Bu Jingyun resisted a three-point return to vitality, and constantly broke an arm, even the body itself suffered serious internal injuries.

One-step, two-step, three-step.....

Bu Jingyun gritted his teeth and walked out step by step, and with each step, the blood in the broken arm dripped down, drawing a blood line on the ground.

As if he didn't realize it, he staggered towards the back door of the main hall, making Wen Chougou on the side both relieved and worried.

At this moment, Bu Jingyun had only one thought in his heart, that is, to take Kong Ci away, leave here, and leave this sad place.

"Cloud Hall Master, go quickly, the guards behind have been transferred by me, and you will never come back after leaving here."

Wen Chouchou stood on the back door of the main hall, looking at the back of Bu Jingyun leaving, with a reluctant face. But he couldn't help it, because he wanted to leave behind the misguided reaction of the pursuers, so that the shocking clouds had time to breathe.

"Wen Chou, thank you!" The footsteps of Bu Jingyun left paused, and he said without looking back.

"Thank you, you guys I grew up watching, how many years can I live as a sissy!" Wen Chouchou whispered, and then immediately turned around and ran towards the main hall after the figure of Bu Jingyun disappeared.

There was a crowd of people outside the main hall, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang were all sitting on the ground with the support of their disciples to heal their injuries, while Xiongba was standing on the stone steps, staring at the sword saint in front of him.

"Wen is ugly and ugly, and he is shocked!" Looking at Wen Chouhou, who ran out of the main hall, Qin Shuang stopped to heal his injuries, opened his eyes and asked a little depressed.

"It's dead, the gang leader's martial arts are so powerful, Bu Jingyun has already died!"

Hearing Qin Shuang's words, Wen was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with a smile. "Senior Brother Yun, why are you so troubled!" After hearing the news of Bu Jingyun's death, Nie Feng opened his eyes suddenly, then shook his head and closed them gently.

"Bu Jingyun is dead! Well dead, good dead! ”

Xiongba, who was confronting the Sword Master, laughed, thinking that he had changed his life against the sky and killed Bu Jingyun, so what else is there to swim in shallow water, this world must be his own.

(End of chapter)