Being Expelled From My School, I Just Want To Be Free From The World

Jian Yangtian gritted his teeth, and weird sounds kept coming.

"Run away, run away!"

"You have no chance of winning!"

The voice seemed to have caught the weakest point in his heart and hit it directly.

"Hahaha, don't hold on to that ridiculous hope."

"Look how many people have died."

"You are already like this, how can you win over the cave master? Is it because of Li Xuanxiao?"

"Is that your last trump card? Ridiculous."

"Have you ever seen him take action along the way? Run away, it's still too late!"

"..."

Not only Jian Yangtian, but also the few people in the group at this moment were all constantly affected by the magic sound and this weird sound.

Jian Yangtian's footsteps suddenly froze and his body did not move.

Liu Wuxin stared at his back from behind, understanding that the other party had reached his limit.

In fact, with Jian Yangtian's cultivation level, it is already a miracle that he can persist until now.

Many people who were more advanced than him either had weak minds and were affected by the demonic sound, or they couldn't hold on and fell halfway.

Jian Yanming wiped the blood from his face and was about to take his brother away.

My brother is getting married today, so nothing can happen here.

Even if you risk your life, you still have to protect him.

Just the next moment, the confusion in Jian Yangtian's eyes disappeared instantly, and he took steps again.

It’s just death, what’s there to be afraid of! !

"You can't hold on any longer, turn back!" Jian Yangtian endured the turmoil in his mind and roared.

Jian Yangming ignored it and continued walking forward.

He no longer had the strength to speak, and it was very difficult for him to make a sound.

Jian Weiwo was walking at the front, and the distance between him and the team was getting farther and farther.

His body was shrouded in a cold light, carrying an unstoppable power that made people dare not look directly at him.

His steps are firm and powerful, as if nothing can stop him, and all who stand in his way will fall away!

The long sword slashed or slashed, screaming repeatedly, as if even the air was about to be cut.

The lingering sword energy is like a smart dragon, dancing in the air.

Another half moment of work.

Jian Weiwo stopped and looked back at the person behind him.

There were hundreds of people at the beginning, but now there are only a few left.

The natal sword fell at the feet of his most beloved son Jian Yangtian, but only half of the natal sword was left.

The twenty-fourth son, Jian Yangming, was held by Jian Yangtian, his eyes closed tightly.

Just now, he blocked a fatal blow for his only brother Jian Yangtian, at the cost of his life.

Jian Yangming is ranked twenty-fourth and has always been the youngest child in the family.

Until Jian Yangtian was born, he loved this younger brother very much.

Looking at the body of his son Jian Yangming, Jian Weiwo's eyes became blurry for a moment, as if he was in a fuzzy state and his soul had left his body.

However, the current situation did not allow him to be sad.

There is no one who can go down any further.

The few people are like candles in the cold wind, they will be extinguished at any time.

"Is there... anyone else?"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of Jian Weiwo's throat, and her voice revealed deep exhaustion and helplessness.

No one answered for a long while.

An old man raised his head, his white hair disheveled behind him.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't.

The Kongyan Master of the Golden Buddha Temple was bleeding from his seven orifices. This was the result of his confrontation with the demonic sound in order to protect the team.

Zhen Yuanzi, the deputy sect leader of Wanjian Sect, only has half of his body left, looking extremely terrifying...

With their looks like this, let alone the cave masters of the Demon Cave.

Even if another wave of monsters comes, they can't resist it.

There was throbbing in the darkness ahead.

However, under the torture of the demonic sound, no one noticed until the group of things were only four or five feet away from them.

Densely packed monsters surged out of the dark abyss like a tide, exuding a stench and evil aura.

Their skin was lumpy and shimmering with a strange light, as if it were made of broken gems and corrupted flesh.

Someone laughed, with self-deprecation in the laughter.

Lost, completely lost.

A team of more than two hundred monks rushed in without even seeing the face of the Demon Cave Master.

"I will be buried here today." Zhen Yuanzi, the deputy sect leader of Wanjian Sect, said unwillingly.

Master Kongyan recited the Buddha's name at the end, "Everyone, I will take the first step."

Immediately, he folded his hands and sat down on the spot.

After the old monk died, the remaining few people finally understood what the other party had endured for everyone from the beginning to now.

The demonic sound lost the resistance of the Buddha's sound and impacted their consciousness with all its strength.

"Ah!! It's so damn uncomfortable, my brains are about to be knocked out."

Jian Weiwo turned around and glanced at Li Xuanxiao in the center, "How is it?"

Li Xuanxiao nodded, "It can be done."

"Okay! It's up to you in the end."

The worst-case scenario has emerged, but fortunately they still have the last trump card.

Li Xuanxiao was silent for a moment and nodded again.

The remaining people looked at Li Xuanxiao.

Along the way, even when the situation was extremely critical, Li Xuanxiao never took action.

Some people almost forget that the other person exists.

Jian Weiwo's colorless eyes lit up slightly, and he struggled to stand up.

He seemed to realize what his father wanted to do, but he couldn't stop it.

Jian Weiwo's sword fingers brushed the blade, and countless strange shadows were reflected in his eyes.

This old guy who has lived since the Spring and Autumn Period has wielded his last sword.

Jian Weiwo's hearty laughter echoed in several people's ears.

"Today, old man, I dare to open a path for the world's kendo leader!!"

The sound gradually surged like thunder.

The dazzling white light and the hot breath appeared at the same time, which was a shocking power.

It galloped through the air, galloping past like an army of thousands of horses.

Dazzling white light shimmered in the surge of sound, like stars in the night sky.

It was like there was an extra volcano around, spewing out endless heat, igniting everything around it.

The skin of several people was burned red by the hot breath, and their sweat flowed like a fountain, but they could not look away.

".....father!!"

Jian Yangtian finally spoke out sadly.

After half a stick of incense, the white light and hot sword energy in front finally disappeared.

The passage that was originally blocked by a dense crowd of monsters was now unobstructed.

Li Xuanxiao looked at the back of his old friend and said no more.

Li Xuanxiao walked to his side and pulled out the opponent's sword.

One person and one sword move forward!