Jing Yan forced a breath of Qi into his palm, listened to the sound to identify the position, and with a bang, he gathered his strength and struck out.
The opponent's cultivation level is not high, but in such an embarrassing situation, he has to use all his strength to give it a try.
Facts have proved that Qin Qianmo was caught off guard by this sudden offensive and was thrown into disarray.
"The swordsman has been healing Wang Xi for a long time. No matter how strong his internal strength is, more than half of it will be lost. At this time, he is like a candle in the wind. How can he still have such great strength?" Qin Qianmo hid in the dark. , couldn’t help but think.
The blow just now almost killed him. Now that I think about it, I still feel a little tingly in my heart.
He was not wrong. At this time, Jing Yan's strength was about 10%, and the reason why he was still able to intimidate Qin Qianmo was just relying on a little bit of Qimen Dunjia's deception.
Once Qin Qianmo saw through it, Jing Yan declared that Qian Donkey was at his wits end. It would not cause any hindrance to Qin Qianmo. The outcome can be imagined.
But at this moment, Qin Qianmo hadn't seen through the deception yet, but he was just feeling terrified. At the same time, Jing Yan, who was in the cave, felt even more upset. The two seemed to be in a tug-of-war, both trying to hold back their energy.
There was tension in the air. Everything seemed so quiet. At this time, even the sound of a silver needle falling to the ground can be clearly heard.
Jing Yan frowned, his face full of sadness. The darkness carried the smell of death, and hearing the enemy's footsteps approaching made him feel even more uneasy.
Despite this, he still did not take back his left hand. He was still treating Wang Xi's injuries all the time.
Qin Qianmo, who was also in the shadow of death, felt the intention to retreat when he looked at the dark cave in front of him.
It seemed as if a monster or a snake spirit would emerge from the darkness at any time, open its bloody mouth and devour him alive.
A little cold sweat broke out on his forehead. At this moment, the sound of broken footsteps sounded outside the cave.
Qin Qianmo's eyebrows tightened even more.
"Could it be that the reinforcements from the cave have arrived?"
Qin Qianmo felt even more panicked when he thought about it. Not daring to stay, he pulled his body, stirred up a gust of wind, and headed straight out of the cave.
At this moment, although they are not defeated, it is impossible to capture Jing Yan quickly. Help has arrived again, and there is no hope of profiting from it. Rather than being in danger alone, it is better to retreat in time.
While Qin Qianmo was stunned, Tang Yunting had arrived at the cave and was about to poke his head in.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the calm inner lake. An ominous premonition flashed through Tang Yunting's heart.
Experts' premonitions are often different from ordinary people's, and their accuracy is quite high.
He didn't have time to think about it, and he suddenly raised his whole body's strength, forming a golden defensive shield in front of him.
The golden shield suddenly appeared, and at this moment, a small ball of fire rushed towards it dragging its golden tail. The speed was astonishing.
There seemed to be a person in the firelight, and it passed by in a flash, flying towards the deep mountains of the old forest.
Tang Yunting withdrew his eyes in confusion, but Jing Yan's aura was still there. However, it is much weaker than when we first broke up.
Tang Yunting didn't have time to think about other things for a while, so he still followed Jing Yan's breath and searched deep into the cave.
"Brother Jing Yan, are you here? I am Yunting."
Tang Yunting shouted and walked deep into the cave in the dark. Hearing Tang Yunting's voice and Qin Qianmo's breath weakening at the same time, Jing Yan took a long breath and felt relieved, and he was sweating profusely without realizing it.
"Brother, I'm here."
Jing Yan shouted outside the cave. Soon Tang Yunting rushed over in a hurry and asked as soon as they met, "Are you okay?"
When Jing Yan saw Tang Yunting, he finally felt relieved. He showed a long-lost smile.
"How could it be like this? Weren't things going well when we broke up just now? Who did we go out with just now?"
"Don't mention it! She was attacked by the Spirit Beast Sect and almost died. I also fought with the opponent, and my cultivation level is really not weak. I guess the opponent is a senior member of the Spirit Beast Sect. He just followed my breath and came again. It takes a moment to get here. Fortunately, you suddenly turned back."
While talking, Jade Rakshasa woke up and was overjoyed to see the two of them.
However, the expressions on Jing Yan and Tang Yunting's faces were not good-looking.
Needless to say, Jing Yan was overjoyed when he saw his wife come back from the dead.
But when he was overjoyed, he saw Tang Yunting's expression was different, and he felt a sense of foreboding in his heart. The excitement was swept away, followed by sadness.
"Didn't Brother Shen come back with you?" Jing Yan cautiously probed.
"He's back."
Tang Yunting said expressionlessly.
Jing Yan panicked. When had he seen Tang Yunting look like this? He became more confident in his guess.
"I was late. Brother Shen was already dead. I only found a trace of his Yang soul."
Human beings are divided into three souls and seven souls, and the three souls are divided into heaven, earth, and people. This is the essence of a monk. The seven souls correspond to the seven stars of the Big Dipper, so they produce seven emotions and six desires.
Nowadays, Shen Yunyang has lost nine out of ten, leaving only a remnant of his soul. His cultivation level was greatly reduced, but his Yang Soul could not be exposed to the sun for a long time. Otherwise, this remaining soul will also be wiped out.
Jing Yan felt sad, and even though he was as strong as he was, he couldn't help crying. Anger surged in his eyes, and he said angrily: "Who killed Brother Shen? If you tell me, I will cut him into pieces!"
"It's also a spiritual beast gate."
"Are you sure it was the Spirit Beast Sect that did it?"
Jing Yan looked at Tang Yunting, his eyes filled with doubts.
Who is Shen Yunyang? The top master of Wudang Sword Sect! It was enough to arm-wrestle with the leader of a first-rate sect, so how could he lose his life at the hands of such a third-rate sect, the Spiritual Beast Sect? Could it be that the other party is the Supreme Elder of the Spiritual Beast Sect?
"Let Brother Shen talk to you himself."
Tang Yunting waved his long sleeve, releasing a translucent villain whose appearance was exactly the same as Shen Yunyang's.
Shen Yunyang jumped on the table and recounted the past events. He told the two brothers about the Spirit Beast Sect and the Skeleton King attacking him.
Jing Yan became furious and cursed at being despicable and shameless.
Shen Yunyang continued: "I have many enemies in the world of cultivation, and some of them are very difficult to deal with. Now my cultivation level is about 10 or 10, so I plan to find a hidden cave to practice in seclusion."
Tang Yunting and Jing Yan listened and nodded silently.
"The only person who worries me now is Lu Jingyuan. He has just stepped into the threshold. Although I have left him some tricks, he still needs a good teacher to answer his questions."
Jing Yan really wanted to accept Lu Jingyuan, but he felt it was inappropriate. Then he held his temper and listened to Shen Yunyang's words.
"My enemy can't find me, so there's no way he will attack him. He is a good young man, and his achievements in the future will be far greater than ours. I'm considering letting him return to the sect."
Jing Yan had gone through the ordeal in Tangjiabao and had cast a shadow on the so-called masters and sects. He usually cherished Lu Jingyuan. After all, he could not hold back his temper. He stood up and shouted, "How could we both treat you so badly?" Can’t his precious disciple become a disciple? Which sect should he return to? Is there someone in the sect who treats him better than us?"
Tang Yunting hesitated for a moment, and then expressed his opinion: "I don't agree with letting Lu Jingyuan return to the sect now. He has learned nothing now, he is just a blank piece of paper, and he will probably be buried when he goes back. Those who are superior The elders will not examine the talents of newcomers at all."
Shen Yunyang's original decision was also a little shaken. Tang Yunting said it right. Rather than leaving Lu Jingyuan in the hands of a sect that doesn't know how to train talents, it would be better to leave Lu Jingyuan in the hands of these two brothers.
When Jing Yan asked for help for the second time, Shen Yunyang nodded in agreement. To be honest, Shen Yunyang valued Lu Jingyuan very much. Although the sect had enough resources for disciples to practice, the power was too complicated. It was a complete waste of life to let a talent who should concentrate on practice scheming with those powerful people.
Leave it in the hands of someone you trust, just for peace of mind.
Seeing Shen Yunyang agree, Jing Yan was as happy as a child.
Before breaking up, Shen Yunyang told Tang Yunting and Jing Yan, "Don't let Lu Jingyuan look for me, and don't mention my whereabouts to anyone. When I think it's time to show up, I will naturally show up."
When Tang Yunting heard this, he smiled stupidly at him, "Haha", "Shen Yunyang, you still can't change your ways."
Tang Yunting came from the same school as Master Shen Yunyang, and he was very familiar with Shen Yunyang's temperament of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Watching Shen Yunyang disappear into the deep mountains and old forests, the three of them had mixed emotions on their faces. They were all deeply saddened by Shen Yunyang's death. I don’t know how to tell Lu Jingyuan about this when I go back.
After a while, Wang Xi almost recovered. The three of them took advantage of the breeze, left the cave, and went deeper into the forest.
After successfully obtaining the firewood nuts, the three of them did not dare to stay any longer and turned back to Pingding Mountain.
On the way, Tang Yunting looked troubled and said, "How should we tell that child!"
Jing Yan and his wife were both silent, not knowing what to say to Lu Jingyuan. Shen Yunyang's death was completely unexpected.
There was a depressing atmosphere in the air.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, we have reached the end of Naihe Bridge, and Pingding Mountain is visible when we look up.
At dusk, the setting sun dyed the western sky blood red. Jing Yan called Lu Jingyuan over and told him the news of Shen Yunyang's murder.
Lu Jingyuan's eyes were wet with tears, and he gritted his teeth deeply, trying not to make any sobbing sounds.
Lu Jingyuan had only worshiped Shen Yunyang for a few months. During these few months, the two of them ate and slept together, and Shen Yunyang taught each other everything he had learned in his life.
Lu Jingyuan regarded Shen Yunyang as his biological parents. Now that he suddenly heard the news of his murder, he couldn't help but shed tears and was extremely sad.
After a long time, Lu Jingyuan raised his head, looked at Ding Jingyan, his eyes filled with flames of hatred, and said word by word: "Who killed my master!"
Jing Yan was startled, feeling the aura on Lu Jingyuan's body and couldn't believe it.
"Jingyuan! We are not in a hurry about revenge. You are still young."
"Tell me who killed my master?" Lu Jingyuan repeated, his voice cold and emotionless.
