It's simply a life-saving grace.

As for the reason, he is not sure yet. Perhaps it was because the supreme master of the sect disliked the supreme lineage of the sect, or the supreme master of the sect discovered his amazing talent...

In this life, Sun Wudao, Su Yanli and Fengxueya were his nobles. Often when Wu Yu was most desperate, they all brought the dawn of hope to Wu Yu.

At this moment, it was useless to say thank you. Wu Yu remembered deeply in his heart that he would definitely repay these two people in the future. Sun Wudao had missed them, and he could not miss them again.

"Master, Wu Yu killed someone, how could the punishment be so light..." Situ Minglang resisted the pressure and said to his death.

Above the giant sword, the Jindan Immortal glanced at him and forced all his words back.

"Situ Minglang and his heart is as innocent as a child, he can become a golden elixir."

Every word in Fengxue Cliff stabbed Situ Minglang's heart like a sword. Situ Minglang had a high opinion of himself. It was not until this time that he realized that the head sect was truly terrible. He was definitely the kind of person who could destroy himself with just one look.

He is a young genius, and everyone treats him preferentially, but this sect ignores him.

"Minglang has opportunities. Our master is outside, and now we can only suffer losses. Obviously, the head sect has taken a fancy to this person's talent." The disciple of the Supreme Protector secretly said to Situ Minglang.

"I understand, then wait for a year!"

Now, it is impossible to contradict the sect here, and the real sect sect is not here, and no one supports him. No matter how much he says at this time, he will be asking for trouble.

"Wu Yu, wait for you to come out in a year, and I, Situ Minglang, will come again for advice!" Situ Minglang knelt on the ground, his eyes flashing with a light of hatred.

Wu Yu was still immersed in the surprise brought by Fengxue Cliff, but Situ Minglang's hatred was not eradicated.

In the days to come, he must bear the murderous intent brought by this genius disciple. As long as Situ Minglang is still alive, this murderous intent will not be stopped unless Wu Yu surpasses him.

"In a year, maybe you will be no match for me." Wu Yu said lightly.

"What!"

When everyone heard Wu Yu's arrogant words, they couldn't help laughing. To be honest, although Situ Minglang suffered a lot today, no one would compare them with each other.

One is fifteen years old, the other is only thirteen years old!

The key is that the thirteen-year-old man has mastered the gods of martial arts, and it is said that he will soon condense his energy and truly become a core disciple.

"It's ridiculous." Situ Minglang did not take Wu Yu's words seriously at all. Even if it was spread, it would be a joke.

Wu Yu didn't say much, but he was locked in for one year, which was his goal.

"Wu Yu, come with me to the 'Sigo Peak' and the confinement room." The Supreme Master of the Head actually took Wu Yu over in person. His kind treatment of Wu Yu really shocked countless people.

Starting today, although Wu Yu is going to be imprisoned for a year, it has to be said that in today's battle, he has become a super striking figure in the entire Tongtian Sword Sect.

Whoosh!
Chapter completed!