Chapter 339: The Might of the Sacred Weapon

Four figures came out side by side, three people in the back, one in front, Ye Yun's hands suddenly tightened, these four people had already sneaked into the distance of less than ten zhang around his body.

All four of them were dressed in black, and although they all deliberately covered their faces, the evil ghosts embroidered on their cuffs revealed their identities clearly.

"A transcendent saint, three easy muscles to wash the marrow! With a little Mu Feng, you can't move you, you are sent by Mu Xuan?" The middle-aged scribe frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised by the other party's generosity.

"Bastard! How dare you call the Emperor by his name!"

"Presumptuous, dare to be so ......"

The three people behind immediately scolded in unison, but the first man reached out to stop it, and he smiled as he looked at the killing that was still going on in the distance, and the mockery was clear.

"Hmph!" the middle-aged scribe snorted, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his anger actually made the four people opposite suddenly feel a chill in their hearts.

"Who are you? How did I not know that the Holy Dynasty still has such a number one person as you?" the man in black in the lead asked suspiciously.

The middle-aged scribe commanded Yu Xian'er: "Slaughter them all." ”

I don't know why his cultivation in the middle of the True Yuan Dynasty didn't take these super masters in his eyes at all.

Yu Xian'er blinked her eyes with satisfaction, and was about to step forward, but Ye Yun was inexplicable, so she could only step forward with her sword and block in front of the four people.

The middle-aged scribe nodded secretly, his eyes were full of satisfaction, there are few true yuan masters in this world who dare to stand in front of masters of this level.

"And then!" the middle-aged scribe shook his hand, but saw a small inconspicuous tower. Spun in the air and quickly landed in the hands of the rain fairy.

The three men in black in the back were still sneering disdainfully. The man at first frowned, and suddenly seemed to remember something. His expression suddenly became panicked and ugly.

"Oh no! It's a holy weapon!

He shouted violently, and immediately dodged his figure a hundred feet away, even at such a distance, he still felt unsafe, and continued to flee at full speed without hesitation, and the remaining three people did not hesitate after being shocked, and at the same time unfolded their bodies and shot out in different directions.

It wasn't until the figures of these four people were almost completely out of Ye Yun's field of vision that Yu Xian'er didn't care about sacrificing this small tower.

A feeling of being unable to think suddenly appeared in Ye Yun's heart. He suddenly found that he had suddenly turned into an ant, and both his strength and luck were suppressed by this small tower.

Even the sword-shaped imprint in the dantian screamed, and it was absorbing qi luck and growing all the time, but it suddenly lost its spirit and became sluggish.

Ye Yun was horrified in his heart, he looked up and saw that the small tower had already completely covered the heavens and the earth, even with Ye Yun's eyesight. I only vaguely saw a small part of the corners of this small tower, and as for how big the small tower became at this time, it was completely unimaginable.

Suddenly a suction force came, as if it was about to suck everything in heaven and earth away. Ye Yun's body was obviously not affected by this suction force in the slightest, but he clearly sensed that if this small tower attacked him with all his might. I'm afraid that my soul will be sucked away in an instant!

Before he could finish a thought. The small tower had already returned to its original state, standing quietly in the palm of Yu Xian'er's hand.

Yu Xian'er shook her hand. The four black shadows flashed, and the four masters just now suddenly shrank to the ground, looking at their appearance, they didn't even have the strength to get up.

The soul is incomplete, and the strength is greatly reduced!

"Soul Suppression Tower! How is it possible!How can the Holy Artifact of the Holy Dynasty Zhen Dynasty be brought out by you!" The black-clothed man in the lead had a sullen and disbelieving face, he couldn't imagine how bad his luck was.

"Slaughtered, who knows where they came from and where they went?" The middle-aged scribe looked unmoved, as if he was not talking about the four peak masters, but about a few insignificant kittens and dogs.

Yu Xian'er glanced at Ye Yun with some embarrassment, killing people, she was still a little reluctant after all.

Ye Yun looked at her and knew her thoughts, and without the slightest hesitation, he stepped forward to chop melons and vegetables, and waved the heavy sword without a blade.

"How dare you......!"

Even though their heads were already flying in the sky, their faces were full of disbelief.

Who are they? What are their identities, and what kind of strength are they? They died so simply and easily, without even setting off a wave!

Seeing Ye Yun kill the four masters without any scruples, the middle-aged scribe's eyes flashed with admiration.

Yu Xian'er threw the small tower to the middle-aged scribe, and looked back at Ye Yun, with a deep sense of longing and reluctance in that gaze.

"You're leaving?" Ye Yun's heart trembled, and when he saw that gaze, he knew that the time of separation had come.

Yu Xian'er took out a pair of yellow silks, her expression was calm, her eyes were as clear as water, and she said faintly: "If you help me do this, you can come to the Holy Capital to find me." ”

"What is this?" Ye Yun took the yellow silk, only to find that it was actually a golden threaded dragon's holy decree.

"The Ten Thousand Swords Pool of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is about to open, this is a letter of recommendation written by my father and the Emperor, you take it to the Ten Thousand Swords Pool to choose a newborn Dao weapon, you can become the core disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and you can travel freely in the Holy Capital City, even if it is a guard in the palace, it will not stop you. ”

Ye Yun's heart was hot, but there was no need to say anything, he just asked suspiciously, "The newborn Dao weapon?"

"Yes, all the new Dao weapons in the Ten Thousand Swords Pool are newborn, although they are not powerful enough, they can grow with you, adapt to your body and habits, and reach the most suitable level for you, and the so-called holy weapons have grown up little by little. ”

The middle-aged scribe couldn't help but carefully explain the meaning of this Ten Thousand Sword Pool, and when he saw Yu Xian'er's stopping eyes, he could only swallow back the words that followed.

Ye Yun exhaled lightly, only to feel that his shoulders were as heavy as pressing on a boulder, it turned out that Xian'er had already planned the future journey of the two of them.

"Don't worry, I'll take a trip to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Ye Yun didn't make any other promises.

Yu Xian'er showed a happy and satisfied smile, as if, as long as Ye Yun agreed to go to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect once, there must be a Dao weapon in the Ten Thousand Swords Pool that belonged to Ye Yun, and the identity of the core disciple was Ye Yun's bag! )