"Belle......

The flamboyant phantom on the sword soul roared, and flew frantically towards the shrinking black hole in the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the distance that seemed not far away was like a thousand miles away at this moment, and Zhang Yang could only watch as the giant hand that covered the sky slowly shrank until it disappeared.

"Belle......

The sword soul was suspended in the air, and Belle's tearful eyes when she left were still clearly engraved in Zhang Yang's mind.

"Belle......

Zhang Yang called softly, and a tearing pain hit his heart, which was more unforgettable than the pain in Zhang Yang's body when he was injured.

The sword soul stood there in a daze, completely forgetting everything in the outside world, and the entire sword soul was like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest fluctuation.

"Alas......"

A light sigh sounded beside the sword soul, and the white figure of the old man of the temple spirit came to Zhang Yang's side at some point, looking at the air with his back hand and sighing lightly.

"Belle, this girl has been begging me, begging me to help her, not to let her grandfather take her away......"

The old man of the temple spirit turned to look at Zhang Yang, "But I can't help it, I'm just a temple spirit, in your eyes I may be an unfathomable old-timer, but in the eyes of that old guy, I am nothing, if it weren't for the help of this sword palace, that old guy would have come in and scattered me!"

The old man shook his head and sighed in a dejected voice, "Belle, this girl is a good child, but unfortunately she is not an ordinary child! And she also has an even more terrifying grandfather...... Don't worry, little one, Belle is just leaving you for the time being. Her grandfather still loves her very much, otherwise he wouldn't have chased her back from thousands of miles as soon as he found out that she had secretly run away from home!"

Seeing that Zhang Yang still seemed to have lost his soul, the old man of the temple spirit couldn't help but be angry and snorted lightly.

"Hmph! Look what you look like! Zhang boy, for you now, the top priority is to improve your strength, not to be nostalgic for your children's affection. If you want to stay with Belle's girl, you have to work hard to become strong, otherwise, her grandfather won't entrust his precious granddaughter to a waste!"

The sword soul trembled, and there was finally a bit of color in the bleak eyes.

Slowly raised his head, Zhang Yang bowed deeply to the old man of the hall spirit.

"Thank you seniors for enlightenment, it's the younger generations who are getting across! The younger generations will definitely redouble their efforts to practice and give Belle a safe and warm home!!

The old man of the hall spirit smiled and nodded, "Boy Zhang, your own potential is unlimited, and you have many opportunities against the sky, as long as you practice well, you will definitely not be weaker than those so-called heavenly pride on the mainland." When you go back to Belle, your grandfather will be impressed by you. ”

Speaking of this, the old man of the temple spirit also smiled, "To be honest, I also want to see that old guy surprised, haha...... If that time had happened, that old guy's face would have been very good!haha......"

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, with a determined look in his eyes, looking at the direction where Belle disappeared in the sky.

"Belle, wait for me! Belle, be sure to wait for me! I'll be looking for you soon, soon...... When the time comes, there will be no one to separate us......"

............

The old man of the temple spirit looked around the Sword Palace, looked at the mess, and shook his head.

"It's time for you to toss around for so long!"

With a wave of his robe, the old man of the temple spirit rolled up the sword soul and came to the ground and said to Zhang Yang.

"Little one, hurry back, although your sword soul has become small, and you can exist independently from the physical body. But the soul is a part of the body, and the body and soul are indispensable, and if your soul escapes from the body for a long time, it will be harmful to your body and soul! Go back! After you go out, work hard and practice, and we will meet again......

After speaking, the old man of the temple spirit nudged his palm, and the sword soul directly turned into a black light and shot into the body lying on the ground.

Zhang Yang slowly opened his eyes, and the sharp pain from the wound on his body entered Zhang Yang's soul again. But at this moment, Zhang Yang was no longer moved by the pain on his body, and only showed a determined look in his eyes.

"Little guys, you have been in the Sword Palace for a long time, and you have got what you deserve, and what you can't get is not enough for your chance, and you don't need to force it!

The grand voice of the old man of the hall spirit resounded throughout the Sword Palace, and everyone's hearts were shaken. For such a long time, they have come step by step from the ancient sword forest, and some people have got a great opportunity, as long as they cultivate hard after going out, their cultivation will definitely rise greatly. There are also people who fetch water in a bamboo basket, and they fight every day but get nothing.

Satisfied people are naturally satisfied, and dissatisfied people are equally unwilling!

And among them are those black-robed people!

"Senior, you are the sword spirit in this sword palace, as long as you do a good job of your guidance and aftermath, why bother with the affairs of us outsiders?

A black-robed man who was confronting Bing Lingzi glanced at the old man of the temple spirit and said lightly.

The old man of the temple spirit raised his eyebrows, glanced at the black-robed man with some surprise, and stroked the white beard under his chin with a smile.

"You're right, I'm just a temple spirit, as long as you don't destroy my Sword Palace, even if you die, what does it matter to me, I just don't know who you want to die......

The black-robed man's cold gaze swept over the Ice Lingzi, Zhang Yang and other sword spirit people one by one, and the meaning was obvious.

The old man of the temple spirit had no change in his face, he was still smiling, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at it.

"You can kill whoever you want, but this little guy has a very good appetite for me, you just tried to kill him several times, but it didn't work, and now he doesn't have the slightest combat power, so you can stop it!"

The old man of the temple spirit continued with an undoubted tone, "If you still want to trouble him, you can! as long as you leave my Sword Palace, you can do whatever you want, but now, I don't want to see him die in the Sword Palace!"

"You ......" The black-robed man was furious, and the black qi on his body rose, looking like he was choosing someone to devour.

"Huh?"

The old man of the temple spirit also had a sinking face, and his body was also lit up with dazzling white light, and he stopped drinking in a deep voice.

"Do you think I don't know your origins? Do you think I don't know what you want to do when you enter the Sword Palace? It's really rampant that you still dare to threaten me! Tell you, anyone can leave the Sword Palace alive today, only you, you have to stay !!"

The old man of the temple spirit slowly stretched out a hand and slapped it in the direction of the black-robed man.

"Oh no! ...... go"

The black-robed man suddenly screamed, he couldn't care about the divine weapons and secret techniques on Bing Lingzi and Zhang Yang's bodies anymore, he lifted all the vitality in his body, and rushed towards the distance, and the remaining black-robed people also hurriedly followed, running frantically for their lives!

"In my place, I still want to escape!"

The old man of the temple spirit smiled contemptuously, and shook the palm of his outstretched hand lightly.

"Bang!bang!bang......"

In the frightened eyes of everyone, more than a dozen black-robed people suddenly exploded into a blood mist one after another, and they couldn't die anymore!

"Go out too!"

The old man of the hall spirit waved his sleeves lightly, and the white light surged under the feet of the martial cultivators present, and they disappeared one by one.

"End of this volume"