As soon as Jian Yi said these words, the atmosphere instantly became more depressing.

Wei Wuya stared blankly at Jian Yi, swallowing his words as soon as they reached his lips. He could see the firm and unquestionable determination in Jian Yi's eyes.

In the Sword King City, the person who pays the most attention to Jian Yi is definitely Wei Wuya. After Jian Yi entered the Sword King City, the old Heavenly Master who had not been seen for many years appeared, and he directly asked Wei Wuya to take over Jian Yi's disciples on his behalf and decided on Jian Yi's fate.

The name of Jianzi must be approved by Wei Wuya, and Wei Wuya finally agreed because he understood Jianyi.

Later, Jianyi entered the Sword King City,

After washing swords outside the sword tomb for several years, I was completely ignorant of spiritual practice and attracted a lot of criticism. Gradually, not many people took Jian Yi to their hearts anymore, but Wei Wuya had always paid attention to Jian Yi.

, watching Jian Yi step by step become a famous genius in the world.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

Therefore, in the Sword King City,

The person who knows Jian Yi best is Wei Wuya.

He knew very well that although Jianyi always felt submissive, his heart was stronger than anyone else's. The things he believed in would never be interfered by the outside world.

This is also the reason why Jianyi is so good at the swordsmanship.

therefore,

At this moment, when he saw Jian Yi's eyes,

He knew that he couldn't stop it. Jian Yi had already decided to take Nangong Weiyang away. It was useless for anyone to persuade him today. Even if the old Heavenly Master came down from the mountain, he would never be able to stop Jian Yi's decision unless he suppressed her forcefully.

The two just looked at each other,

Wei Wuya said no more.

Jian Yi did not speak, but bent down and broke all the iron chains that were tied to Nangong Weiyang, then picked up Nangong Weiyang and put it on his back, then picked up the iron chains on the ground and tied Nangong Weiyang tightly.

On the body.

Nangong Weiyang lay on Jian Yi's back with a smile on her face. Even though both legs were broken and her body was covered with scars, she did not show any pain, only a satisfied smile.

She didn't speak,

He didn’t say whether Jian Yi was right or wrong, nor did he make any sentimental and pretentious words to persuade Jian Yi not to take the risk and just give up on her.

Because she understands Jianyi.

Wei Wuya understands Jian Yi, but he doesn’t understand Jian Yi.

In this world, the only one who truly understands Jian Yi is Nangong Weiyang.

Because she understands, she doesn’t talk nonsense.

Because she understands, she knows that the two of them will either die together or live together. There is no way that Jian Yi will not save her, even if he is against the whole world.

Because this is Jianyi.

Blood dripped down Nangong Weiyang's pants and fell to the ground. The breeze blew slowly, and the square was filled with smoke and dust.

The disciples of the Qianyu Sect lined up in formation one after another, and the masters were all ready to prepare. The people in Sword King City also stood up one after another. They were very embarrassed and entangled.

When Jianyi saw the blood on the ground, he turned slightly to look at Nangong Weiyang who was crawling on his back, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm late again this time."

Nangong Weiyang had a faint smile on her pale face and said: "It's not too late, it's just right, it's just as good as before!"

Suddenly,

Jian Yi seemed to have seen the scene when the two first met again.

"It's not too late, it's not too late, it's definitely not too late!"

Jian Yi reached behind with one hand to support Nangong Weiyang, and held the wooden sword with the other hand. He slowly looked at the Qian Yu Clan disciples who were surrounding him under the high platform. His lips moved, as if he had something to say.

I wanted to say it, but in the end it turned into two words:

"Step aside!"

On the high platform, Lian Nanfeng looked at Jian Yi and said angrily: "Jian Yi, Nangong Weiyang is a traitor to our Qianyu Sect. You want to take her away by force now. It doesn't make sense. Nangong Weiyang colluded with the devil and killed his master and ancestors. You

If you want to take her away, how do you explain it to me, Qian Yumen, and how do you explain it to Zhengdao Jianghu?"

Jian Yi didn't speak, didn't even look at Lian Nanfeng, and walked straight under the high platform. In an instant, a strong wind rose, and a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

The wind and sand overflowed. Jianyi carried Nangong Weiyang on his back, holding the long sword in his hand, and walked step by step towards the bottom of the high platform. At that moment, it was as if the strong wind turned into a sword blade, whistling, the shocking sword intention rose, and dark clouds in the sky

As it rolled, the air seemed to freeze, and it was so oppressive that people could hardly breathe.

"Form up!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, thousands of Qian Yumen disciples formed formations around the square and surrounded them. The terrifying vitality of heaven and earth rolled and fluctuated. Then in an instant, each battle formation opened at the same time, forming a line of fighting energy, and a huge roaring sound.

The sound was like the heaven and earth falling apart.

On the high platform,

Lian Nanfeng's face turned ugly. He looked at Wei Wuya and said angrily: "Headmaster Wei, what does Sword King City mean?"

Wei Wuya's face was gloomy,

Jian Yi is not only a disciple of Sword King City, but also a son of Jian, the next generation of headmaster. Everything he does represents Sword King City. If he takes away Nangong Weiyang by force, it is equivalent to Sword King City taking away Nangong Weiyang.

.

Nowadays, Nangong Weiyang is charged with colluding with the devil to kill his master and exterminate his ancestors. Sword King City cannot interfere, otherwise, he will be extinct from the righteous world.

"Junior Brother Jianyi," Wei Wuya said loudly: "You are the swordsman of Sword King City. Every word and deed you do represents Sword King City. Your actions trap Sword King City into injustice. You will destroy Sword King City."

Where was it placed?"

in the square,

Jian Yi did not pause, and still walked towards the crowd step by step. His tone was no longer obsequious, but a little cold, and he said loudly: "If there is no Nangong Weiyang, it doesn't matter if I don't use this sword, or I don't practice this sword!"

Among the crowd, a Grandmaster of Sword King City shouted loudly: "Jian Yi, you have to think clearly. If you insist on going your own way, you will be an enemy of the entire righteous martial arts world, and you will also be an enemy of Sword King City. The kindness of Sword King City, you

Don’t you care at all? Don’t you show any affection at all?”

The wind howls,

Jian Yi finally stopped, slowly raised his head, looked at the cloudy sky, and suddenly threw the wooden sword in his hand towards the sky, and in an instant, it penetrated into the dark clouds.

"I'm sorry, I can't repay the kindness of Sword King City today, but I will pay it back in the future!"

At that moment, the dark clouds above the sky burst into pieces, as if they were in front of the opening of the sky. Sometimes the fire surged into the sky, and sometimes the dark clouds covered the sun. In the chaotic mist, sword sounds penetrated the sky one after another, and the endless sword intent

Under pressure, densely packed swords appeared from the clouds, as if densely packed lightnings were flashing, terrifying and unstoppable.

Jianyi raised his hand, his face looked very ferocious, his eyes turned blood red, and his body, which was the most orthodox Taoist Huang Ting Jing cultivation base, was actually filled with wisps of bloody aura,

His voice was also very cold, and he said loudly: "For the last time, I will kill anyone who stands in my way!"

The terrifying sword intent came under pressure,

On the high platform, Wei Wuya's eyes flashed with shock, and he shouted: "Jianyi, your Taoist heart has not yet been fulfilled. If you break the mirror now, your swordsmanship will be ruined!"

"Brother!"

Jian Yi said loudly: "Without Nangong Weiyang, what's the point of having this sword?"

At that moment, the situation in the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and the dark clouds gathered again. There was a faint flash of lightning, and bursts of buzzing sounds like bees suddenly appeared in the sky. A dense rain of swords quickly appeared on the sky, and hundreds of flying flying stars suddenly appeared in the sky.

The sword fell from the sky.

"Suffer it!"

Wei Wuya was shocked and turned pale. He quickly flew up to the sky and stretched out his palms. His huge palms covered the sky with one hand to block the dense rain of swords.

Jian Yi suddenly raised his head and said coldly: "Brother, do you really want to fight me to the death?"

Wei Wuya raised his hands to the sky, and in an instant, pillars of vitality rose into the sky. The sky became darker in an instant, and the pervasive tide of vitality swept across the world. Endless sword rain poured down, and there was a buzzing sound.

Wei Wuya said in a panic: "Junior brother, stop now, you are almost possessed by the devil!"

"What about humans? What about demons?

Since one person cannot protect Nangong Weiyang,

Then I will become a demon for her with just one sword!"

As soon as the words fell,

The aura on Jian Yi's body suddenly burst out. However, this time, it was not the aura of the orthodox Huang Ting Jing, but a very evil aura.

In the clouds, the dense rain of swords instantly gathered into a sword filled with black mist. The brilliance shone like the starry sky, emitting chaotic mist, imprisoning the void, and destroying everything. It was so powerful that the whole world was surging and causing chaos.

A sword fell,

Directly breaking through Wei Wuya's palms covering the sky,

evil nature,

The huge black sword that broke through the clouds, filled with terrifying evil nature, crazily pressed towards the ground, sending out a violent buzzing sound that shook the void as if it was broken.

It was like thunder enveloped, rumbling and roaring, and the sky was resonating, causing many people in the square to vomit blood, their eardrums penetrated by the sound, and their faces turned pale.

"puff"
To be continued...