Jian Zhi's figure was straight, and his sword was rushing around him.

The space around him collapsed, and the black hair was dancing wildly.

The Amaterasu sword in his hand was raised high, like a scorching sun breaking through the horizon, dazzling light blooming, shooting out sword energy, and then swept unstoppably.

As the sword fell, the whole earth seemed to be as if the end of the world had arrived.

The earth collapsed.

The air blew.

Space tearing.

All the ancient trees within a radius of hundreds of meters were cut into pieces.

Even the sky... is about to collapse.

"What? This...what is going on?"

The killer in black was full of horror.

He actually felt the breath of death from Jian Zhi's sword.

"No."

“This is impossible.”

He shook his head and quickly made seals with both hands.

The black fire burned again, and the black fire god lotus on his head transformed out again.

But this time, the divine lotus with a powerful aura of destruction seemed so small, even... nothing in front of Jian Zhi's sword.

The divine lotus roared out, but it seemed like a stone sinking into the sea, without stirring up any storm.

But Jian Zhi's sword fell down fiercely.

Rumble.

The mountains trembled like an earthquake.

Huge cracks spread on the ground like spider webs.

An endless storm of sword energy stirred the surroundings and the sky was filled with yellow sand and smoke and dust.

Even Ling Yun was caught in the storm and then threw it out dozens of meters away.

But Ling Yun's eyes never moved away for a moment.

The eyes of the Destroying God passed through the yellow sand all over the sky, seeing everything in the field clearly.

He first saw the black-clothed killer falling down without any accident under the sword.

Then he saw Jian Zhi's figure collapsed on the ground.

Ling Yun's heart was as if something was hit hard.

He really wanted to go up and help Jian Zhi up, but his body was completely out of control, and even his fingers were very difficult to move.

I could only watch Jian Zhi's aura become nothing little by little, and in the end I completely lost my breath.

A breeze blew by, blowing away the yellow sand in the sky, and it was quiet around it, as if nothing had happened.

But Ling Yun was roaring wildly inside.

He...just died?

The violent fluctuations in his emotions made Ling Yun's consciousness more blurred. He faintly saw a ray of light flying out of Jian Zhi's body, and then quickly drilled into the Amaterasu sword in his hand.

The Amaterasu sword trembled violently and flew towards Lingyun tremblingly.

In a daze, Ling Yun even heard Jian Zhi's voice.

Is it hallucination and auditory hallucination?

It seems that I am not far from death...

Ling Yun completely fell into a coma.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but Ling Yun suddenly woke up.

What comes into your eyes is a dark cave.

"I...is not dead?"

He sat up panting.

A sweet voice came from his ears: "Little brother, are you finally awake?"

Turning his head, he saw a little girl of eleven or twelve years old looking at her with her big eyes blinking.

"You saved me?"

Ling Yun was stunned.

The little girl shook her head: "Little brother, it's strange that there is a flying sword in the world. It was that flying sword that sent you to my grandfather and I, so that we could save you in time."

"A flying sword?"

Ling Yun's spirit was shocked suddenly.

The scene before he fell into a coma sounded in his mind.

Could it be... Jian Zhi is not dead?

Although his soul had separated from his original body, it entered the Amaterasu sword?

If this is true, that would be great.

As long as Jian Zhi is still alive, Ling Yun will definitely have a way to reshape his body in the future!

"Where is that sword?"

Ling Yun was very anxious.

"Brother, that flying sword has been snatched away by the bad guys from the Sacrifice Sect. Because after my grandfather and I saved you, we were found by the disciples of the Sacrifice Sect who were chasing us all the way. The flying sword stood up and helped us hold the disciples of the Sacrifice Sect, so that we had time to escape here."

The little girl's name is Wang Lin and she calls herself Lin'er.

She seemed very dissatisfied with the so-called Sacrifice Sect.

"Sacrificial Arts Sect?"

Ling Yun frowned.

Before he could come back to his senses, a sudden sound of fighting sounded outside the cave.

There were still screams.

"Oh no, little brother, the bad guys of the Sacrifice Sect are chasing me again. They killed Lin'er's parents, but now they still want to wipe out Lin'er and grandpa. Grandpa and the rest of the family are not their opponents. If they start..."

Lin'er's face was full of fear, and tears were already flowing in her eyes.

Although Ling Yun didn't know what was going on, since he was rescued by this little girl and her grandfather, he would not stand by and watch without any reason.

Although he had just woken up, Lin'er and her grandfather must have taken Ling Yun a lot of precious pills, which has improved his health a lot.

"Lin'er, you have to remember not to be afraid at any time. Because fear will only make your enemies more arrogant towards you. The best way to face them is to improve your strength and use your fists to make them afraid of you. Only in this way can you protect yourself and protect your loved ones."

Ling Yun comforted the little girl.

The little girl's eyes flashed and she nodded without understanding.

Ling Yun smiled slightly: "Let's go out with the little brother to destroy those bad guys."

When Ling Yun led Wang Lin out of the cave, almost a dozen people in the Wang family had been killed. There was only one gray-haired old man holding a spear in his hand, blocking another group of disciples wearing sect costumes.

When the old man saw Ling Yun and Wang Lin, he immediately shouted: "Little brother, are you awake? That's great. Take Lin'er away from here immediately. The further you go, the better. I'll help you stop these beasts."

"Haha, even if you, an old guy who is half-tied, wants to stop me from the disciple of the Jilian Sect? Now, I will let your soul completely return to the loess."

A disciple of the Sacrifice Sect sneered contemptuously.

The next moment, the iron whip in his hand squeaked hard towards the old man's head with a whistling strong wind.

Once you are drawn, the old man's head will surely bloom.

However, when the iron whip fell, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the old man like a breeze.

I saw him reach out and grab it casually, and he grabbed the powerful iron whip tightly in his hand.

There is no doubt that Ling Yun was the one who took action.

"A disciple of a mere sect dares to act here and seek death."

As he spoke, Ling Yun pulled his arm suddenly, and the iron whip fell directly into his hands.

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron whip in his hand had already been sucked out and landed on the head of the disciple of the Sacrifice Artifact Sect. Suddenly, blood splattered everywhere. The head of the Sacrifice Artifact Sect was blossoming on the spot, and blood splattered out with brain matter, and died directly.

"What? Where did you come from? How dare you kill the people from my sacrificial artifact sect? Today, you will be broken into pieces. Everyone, come together."
Chapter completed!