"By the order of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal—"
"Song Hao, a disciple of the Sword Sect, has been expelled from the Sword Sect because his sword core was damaged and his spiritual energy was lost. He has no chance to practice!"
Tianlin Continent.
In the realm of Shu, Wanjian Mountain.
The cold voice echoed through the sky.
In front of the main hall of Jiange, Song Hao stood blankly. Hearing the order from the sword guard, his lips turned pale, his body swayed, and he almost fell.
The sword's heart is damaged!
All spiritual energy is lost!
No chance to practice!
Drive out of the sword gate!
"hehe!"
Suddenly, Song Hao, who seemed to understand everything, sneered!
A sneer full of self-deprecation!
Half a month ago, a new generation of disciples from the Wanjian Mountain Sect went down the mountain to practice. On the way, they were surrounded and killed by powerful ghost cultivators from a foreign land!
It was Song Hao who relied on secret techniques to protect the sword sect's geniuses from escaping back to the sect regardless of the damage to the sword's core, burning blood and essence, and resisting the ghost cultivators!
But he never thought that the Jianmen didn't care about his meritorious service after almost dying, but today, they kicked him out of the mountain gate like discarding garbage!
This behavior is no different from a bird hiding behind a bow, a rabbit dying and a dog being cooked!
Think about this.
Song Hao suppressed his emotions and only planned to take one more look at Wanjianshanmen who had lived for more than ten years before leaving!
However!
Before he could make any move, the sword guard in front of the sword pavilion suddenly shouted: "Don't leave yet!"
"Now your sword heart is gone! The Wanjian Mountain Sect has been open for thousands of years, and it has never raised any bastards who can't practice!"
"If you are still here, don't blame this guardian's sword for being ruthless!"
Say it!
The sword guard's hand was on the scabbard!
In an instant, his ridicule and indifference were like a sharp piece of ice, piercing Song Hao's heart, completely breaking the seventeen-year-old boy's fantasy!
Song Hao was silent!
Then he lowered his head and turned around!
At the gate of Wanjian Mountain, there are many mountains and rocks and many peaks. Hiking from Jiange, you can see hundreds of miles of stacked rocks, and even at the foot of the mountain, it is lush and green, the heaven and earth are in harmony, and it is infinitely full. It is completely like an out-of-this-world fairy sect!
But such an Immortal Sect was so ruthless that it would expel a disciple who had fought for it and shed blood!
How chilling!
"Look, isn't that Song Hao?"
Just after leaving the sword pavilion and walking a few steps, Song Hao suddenly heard a burst of discussion behind him.
"Hey, it's really him! Didn't I hear that his sword heart was damaged and he will be expelled from the sword gate?"
"Harm! What did you hear! You are so behind on news! He has been expelled from the mountain gate!"
"No! Look!"
"He looks more like a dog now!"
Listening to these nagging sarcasms, Song Hao still lowered his head and moved forward slowly.
He didn't want to pay attention.
Because today is different from the past.
Now, he is not a disciple of the Sword Sect, and he does not have the spiritual energy to fight against these practitioners with the blessing of the sword.
Choose silence.
It’s also because I can only remain silent.
"Hey! Isn't this Senior Brother Song Hao!"
Suddenly, a slightly joking voice came from the front. A Jianmen disciple dressed in green clothes appeared from nowhere and was walking towards him.
Hear sounds.
Song Hao had to raise his head slightly.
After a while, the blurred vision began to become clear. Slowly, he also saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.
Lin Ya!
One of the geniuses among the new generation disciples of Jianmen, he has pretty good qualifications in swordsmanship. Before Kenshin was damaged, the two had a good relationship.
But I never thought that this was also fake!
"Tsk tsk!"
Arriving in front of Song Hao, Lin Ya stopped, looked up and down, and said with a click of his tongue: "Hey! What's going on, Senior Brother Song! Why can't he practice swordsmanship, so he was expelled from the school!"
"Ah, could it be that Senior Brother Song is not only unable to practice swordsmanship, but also unable to gather spiritual energy to practice, making him an out-and-out waste?!"
"..."
Knowing that he was deliberately looking for trouble, Song Hao remained silent.
Because Song Hao knew that the best way to deal with such villains was to stay away.
So, he chose to avoid Lin Ya and ignored him.
"You bastard, how dare you ignore me!" Lin Ya's face darkened as he was ignored by such a useless piece of trash.
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty!"
Taking one step forward, Lin Ya stopped in front of Song Hao, with a chilling murderous intent in his cold eyes!
"How dare you ignore me, Lin Ya, a loser!" Putting his palm on Song Hao's chest, Lin Ya said with a ferocious look: "You loser! I called you senior brother politely, but you think you are still a disciple of Jianmen?! "
"You..." Song Hao gritted his teeth. Faced with Lin Ya's provocation, he wanted to resist.
However, due to the absolute gap in strength, Song Hao could not exert even half of his strength at this time.
"Tsk, trash!"
"Looking at you like this, I won't make things difficult for you!" Lin Ya snorted coldly.
For him now, squeezing Song Hao to death is as easy as squeezing an ant to death.
so!
Than kill!
Lin Ya wanted to humiliate Song Hao even more!
"Well, that's it!"
Suddenly Lin Ya seemed to have thought of something. He slowly spread his legs, and then said with a joking smile: "Song Hao! As long as you crawl under my crotch in front of all the brothers! I will Let you go down the mountain, how about——"
"Lin Ya, you!" Before he finished speaking, Song Hao said in a deep voice. A cold light with murderous intent appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared completely.
At this time!
Not far away, a graceful and graceful figure floated slowly down between the sky and the earth.
In the crowd, someone shouted: "It's Senior Sister Luo Wan!"
Luo Wan!
Hearing this name, Song Hao's heart suddenly skipped a beat!
Luo Wan!
Among the new generation disciples of Wanjian Mountain Sect, she is a unique and beautiful woman!
He and Luo Wan once made an agreement that when he reached the Great Perfection of Sword Art, the two of them would go down the mountain together and travel the entire Tianlin Continent hand in hand!
But now!
He has lost his sword heart and his cultivation. This agreement has long been turned into a passing cloud and no longer counts!
After half a month of training, Luo Wan had not even visited him once. There was probably an insurmountable gap between the two of them!
What flowers bloom before and under the moon!
What an oath of love!
Now it seems that it is all bullshit!
"Wan'er." Thinking of this, Song Hao gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out a sound from between his teeth.
But before this sound came out, it was completely covered by another sound!
"Senior Sister Luo!"
On the side, Lin Ya, who was still unruly just now, suddenly seemed to have changed. He came up to Luo Wan with a playful face and said hello inexplicably.
Seeing this, Luo Wan nodded slightly.
She didn't have a good impression of Lin Ya.
After a little politeness, she walked lightly and came to Song Hao with a graceful figure.
At this time, Luo Wan's cold eyes had lost half of the emotion they once had. The only thing left is pity.
Still the kind of pity that one looks at a beggar!
"Song Hao, you and I are from the same school. Master asked me to send you on your last journey." After a few words, Luo Wan's voice was extremely calm.
It was as if the two had never crossed paths.
Seeing this, Song Hao spread his hands helplessly, shook his head and said: "The fairy's words are serious. Song Hao is just an ordinary mortal without a sword heart and cultivation. How can the fairy send him off?"
After saying that, Song Hao turned around.
He glanced at Lin Ya who was standing on one side, and after remembering this piece of shit, he threw away the sword that belonged to Jianmen and walked down the mountain alone!
