Taoist world

Jiang Yun was now pressed for time, and he hadn't felt anyone following him in the past few days, so he was focused on rushing. He never thought that someone would suddenly appear here and block his way. .

However, when he saw the person in front of him clearly, there was a look of surprise in his eyes and he said: "Song Yue!"

Naturally, this person was Song Yue. He listened to the middle-aged man's words and arrived here early, waiting for Jiang Yun to appear.

Originally, he was a little worried that he had been deceived by the middle-aged man, but now he saw Jiang Yun actually showing up, which made him really overjoyed!

"Now that you know who I am, then you must die!"

As Song Yue finished speaking, a bloody sword appeared in his hand and stabbed Jiang Yun fiercely.

The speed of the blood sword was extremely fast. Under the rapid vibration in the air, it was suddenly divided into nine parts. It was as if nine swords were thrust out at the same time, tearing apart the darkness and covering Jiang Yun's whole body and even the surroundings of his body in the attack. within the range.

Song Yue's fierce sword energy and soaring sword intent naturally attracted the attention of many monks in the rift at this moment, and they all looked over.

Because Jiang Yun and Song Yue were both strangers, they had little reputation among the thousands of Taoist circles, and no one knew them at all, so everyone was just watching the excitement.

However, when they saw Song Yue draw his sword, their eyes all lit up.

Most of them are knowledgeable people. With this sword, it is not difficult to see that Song Yue is very accomplished in the sword.

Naturally, this also made them more interested in seeing how Jiang Yun, who was enveloped by this sword, would fight back.

Facing Song Yue's sword, Jiang Yun didn't take it seriously at all.

Even though Song Yue was a sword cultivator and a strong Taoist realm, even Jiang Yun before entering the Nine Colors Realm could easily kill him, let alone now.

However, Jiang Yun felt a little confused in his heart.

"Looking at Song Yue's appearance, he is clearly waiting for me here, but how did he know that I would appear here at this time?"

"It's really weird. I disappeared for more than two years. After I came back, how come so many people can easily know my whereabouts?"

"First there was the person who was secretly following me, and now there is Song Yue. Could it be that there are more people waiting for me on my way to Wentaotian?"

At this moment, Song Yue's bloody sword tip, divided into nine parts, had arrived in front of Jiang Yun, and was about to pierce his body. Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and vomited two words in his mouth. Words: "Fantasy Heart!"

Song Yue didn't have much time to waste, because he still wanted to rush back early with Jiang Yun's head after killing Jiang Yun, so that he could change his master's decision and take him to Wentian with him.

In addition, as a sword cultivator, his attack method is clean and neat, and the emphasis is on killing with one sword, so the sword he thrust out was bound to win and must take Jiang Yun's life.

However, what he didn't expect was that just when he thought he was about to succeed, a black light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Keng!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp sound of gold and iron.

The nine bloody long swords suddenly broke apart and re-condensed into a broken sword in the air!

In front of Jiang Yun, a black sword appeared, suspended in the air. On the hilt of the sword, a small black man sat cross-legged, looking at Song Yue ferociously.

Song Yue was suddenly stunned!

The onlookers around were all stunned.

As sword cultivators, especially sword cultivators from the Sword Sect, the sword is like their life. When people are alive, the sword remains, and when the sword breaks, people die.

Now Jiang Yun unceremoniously interrupted Song Yue's sword. This behavior was the greatest contempt for Song Yue and was equivalent to killing him!

More importantly, because Jiang Yun kept his hands on both sides of his body, he did not touch the black sword at all. The sword spirit controlled the black sword to launch the attack on its own.

Even the sword spirit is so powerful, so Jiang Yun's strength as a master must be even more powerful.

In fact, they could all see that Jiang Yun was fully capable of killing Song Yue, but he showed mercy.

It's a pity that Song Yue, who is now in a state of extreme embarrassment and anger, cannot see this simple fact that almost everyone can see.

Song Yue's body was trembling slightly, and the hilt of the broken sword he still held in his hand suddenly exploded and turned into countless bloody fragments, which were then pieced together again into a bloody sword, pointing towards Jiang Yun. Stab away.

But this time, on the blade of the pieced-together blood sword, there was actually an illusory villain sitting cross-legged. Judging from his appearance, he looked exactly like Song Yue.

Obviously, Song Yue already has his own sword spirit.

The appearance of the sword spirit made the power of this sword at least twice as powerful as before.

Facing this sword, Jiang Yun still had no intention of taking action. He even looked back and looked at Huan Xin.

Huan Xin shook his head and said with disdain: "The sword spirit that was born by smearing his own blood on this blood sword every day, strictly speaking, cannot be regarded as a real sword spirit at all. It’s just a trick, the embroidered pillow is just fancy but useless!”

As soon as the words fell, Huan Xin took the Zang Dao Sword and turned into a black light again, approaching him.

Only this time, what he faced was not the bloody sword, but flying towards Song Yue's eyebrows.

However, Jiang Yun's voice rang in his ears: "Don't kill him, just destroy more than half of his cultivation and keep him around the Dao Spirit Realm!"

Huan Xin was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding the meaning of Jiang Yun's words, but he still changed his direction and rushed towards Song Yue's Dantian.

At the same time, the bloody sword had also arrived in front of Jiang Yun, and five colored marks appeared silently in Jiang Yun's eyes, spinning rapidly.

"puff!"

Along with a dull sound, a cheerful smile appeared on Song Yue's face!

Because in his eyes, he clearly saw that his bloody sword had pierced Jiang Yun's eyebrows, and a blood arrow spurted out, covering his whole body.

But at this moment, Jiang Yun's emotionless voice rang in his ears: "I won't kill you, not because I don't dare, but because someone has already decided your fate!"

With these words, everything he saw in front of him shattered in an instant, and he finally felt the severe pain coming from his body.

Lowering his head, Song Yue saw that his body was indeed covered in blood.

But this blood did not come from Jiang Yun, but from his damaged Dantian.

The dull sound he heard just now was not the sound of his bloody sword piercing Jiang Yun's eyebrows at all, but the sound of his own Dantian being pierced by the Zangdao sword.

"Jiang Yun!"

Song Yue suddenly let out a roar, but Jiang Yun's figure had already disappeared before his eyes.

It was easy for Jiang Yun to kill Song Yue, but Jiang Yun remembered what the young man who was the gatekeeper at Wang Yuanzhong's house said. He would avenge his father himself!

Therefore, Jiang Yun gave him a chance!

At this moment, Jiang Yun was already tens of thousands of miles away, and his mind was recalling the memory of Song Yue he had just seen.

"That middle-aged man should not be the stalker I discovered three days ago. After all, no matter how fast he is, he can't get out of Jianzong instantly."

"This also shows that there are more than one of them who are good at hiding."

"Moreover, they know everything about the route I take, some of my past experiences, and even the people who are enemies with me. Who are they?"