That green light swept across like a galaxy, cutting off all the buildings in the circle outside the patio.
When the sword goes down, no one knows how many people are cut off from the building.
Lin Ye looked up, his eyes bright, reflecting the bright blue stars.
This is Wu Yue.
Feiyutang has accumulated decades of experience in Yunzhou City, and has a foundation that far exceeds that of other gangs. Even if it cannot be said to be dominant, it is still powerful.
The more powerful warriors at the beginning all fell into disgrace in Feiyu Hall, and since then they have lost their reputation in the world.
But this foundation, in front of a strong man in the Wuyue realm, is nothing but fine dust.
For the first time, the Blue Bird Sword was so excited, and the clang from the sword was loud and clear in the air.
One of the two men in black robes was still watching not far away, and the other had already gone to the ghost market.
But at this moment, they both raised their heads at the same time and looked at the green light that illuminated Ningchun Tower.
The thin black-robed man frowned: "How can such a dying person break through?"
With his strength, he couldn't figure it out.
Because after Lin Ye and the others entered the courtyard, the man in black robe could not see the situation inside the building, and naturally he could not guess that Lin Ye knew such a magical method.
Farther away, the taller man in black robes also frowned and said to himself: "This is interesting."
In the Dayu Dynasty, the control over those who practice martial arts is very strict, but that is aimed at those below the Diocesan realm.
Once they reach the Wuyue Realm, even if they have just entered this realm, the Dayu Dynasty will treat each other with courtesy.
The number of strong men in the Wuyue Realm represents the strength of an empire, as does whether the border troops are good at fighting.
Stepping into Wuyue, the situation is worse than that of a prince.
In the rivers and lakes of Yunzhou City, there has not been a new Wuyue Realm powerhouse for a long time.
At this moment, the sickly and thin man was like a dazzling star.
Among the ruins, Yue Wenrou, who had barely escaped death, turned pale when she saw this scene.
It's over, everything is over.
It was at this moment that a bell rang from the magnificent Tianshuiya Shrine on the hillside on the north side of Yunzhou City.
There was a sound floating over from the Tianshui Cliff. It was condensed but not dispersed. It actually traveled ten miles.
"On behalf of Shangyang Palace, I would like to congratulate my little friend on entering the Wuyue Realm."
As soon as this voice appeared, there was no possibility of reversing today's situation.
Shangyang Palace doesn't care about the feuds in the world, but Shangyang Palace cares about a strong man in the Wuyue Realm.
Because Shangyang Palace, like the imperial court, can represent the entire Dayu Dynasty and recognize a strong person who has advanced to the Wuyue Realm.
Lin Ye looked up, with no envy in his eyes, only longing.
Wu Yue, everyone in the world said, was the pinnacle of the human world, and there were only a few people in the world who could reach the next level of the God-giving realm.
Zhuang Junji floated down and landed next to Lin Ye.
"Thank you."
He cupped his fists and saluted.
Lin Ye cupped his fists and responded with a smile.
The two of them didn't say anything more, and there was no need to say anything more.
Zhuang Junji stepped forward, while the Feiyu Hall masters who had risen from the rubble retreated step by step.
With the previous sweep of the sword, seventy-eight percent of Feiyutang's masters were dead, and only a handful of them managed to escape.
With just one sword, the top three underworld forces in Yunzhou City almost disappeared. Most people will never encounter this kind of thing once in their lives.
The oppressive feeling of a strong man in the Wuyue Realm is that every step is like thunder.
"This is not over!"
Yue Wenrou, who was frightened and desperate, with all her negative emotions reaching the extreme, went crazy at this moment.
She roared and rushed forward. As her hands pushed forward, the pair of cross-barriers quickly spun and slashed towards Zhuang Junji.
Two silver wheels arrived in front of Zhuang Junji in an instant.
Zhuang Junji didn't use his blue bird at all. He just raised his hand and waved it lightly.
The two silver wheels shattered with a snap.
Countless fragments flew back like meteors, one by one, penetrating Yue Wenrou's body.
When those fragments penetrated, they brought out blood lines one by one, and then made dense pits behind Yue Wenrou.
Yue Wenwen slowly knelt down on the ground, her face still full of reluctance.
"No one, ahem... no one can let Fei Yu Tang fall!"
She roared, even forcing herself to stand up again.
Zhuang Junji said calmly: "I will not let Feiyu Tang fall, but Feiyu Tang has nothing to do with you."
Hearing these words, Yue Wenrou spat out a mouthful of blood, threw herself forward, twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
Zhuang Junji asked the Feiyu Hall disciples who were already kneeling on the ground: "Where is your chief helmsman?"
Someone trembled and pointed backward.
"Dungeon, in the dungeon."
Zhuang Junji immediately turned around. It was impossible for these kneeling people to enter his eyes again.
"wait me back."
Zhuang Junji said softly when he passed by Lin Ye. Lin Ye nodded, but he was already thinking in his heart that he should find a way.
This method of opening up one's body is extremely harsh on the physical body. Zhuang Junji's physique was not bad, but he had too many injuries.
When Lin Ye opened his orifices, he discovered that if Zhuang Junji didn't have any illness in his body, he would be able to open at least dozens of his orifices.
Such an awakening and forcibly breaking through the meridians may not cause problems for a period of time, but it will indeed not last a year.
Within a year, the forcibly expanded meridians will become increasingly fragile and almost irreversible.
Just like a piece of leather, it was originally very thick, but if it was stretched to the extreme, the originally tough leather would become as fragile as paper, breaking at the touch of a touch.
Zhuang Junji went to rescue Shi Hongzhu, while Lin Ye turned his attention to the stone statues.
Not far away, the exhausted Lingshan slave helped the Chu brothers leave the patio with one hand at a time.
The three of them fell to the ground at the same time, gasping for air.
Chu Danrong breathed in and out breathlessly, and in the gap between her breaths, she asked Lingshan Nu: "Who is that little brother?"
Lingshan Nu replied: "It is our life."
Chu Danrong was stunned after hearing this, and then nodded: "You are right, from today on, he is the life of our Jade Bird Tower."
At this time, a large number of torches appeared in the distance, and the men from Jade Bird Tower rushed over.
It's not that they came slowly, but that the dock is really far away from here.
They didn't obey the master's order. After waiting for a while, someone rushed directly into the backyard to ask for instructions from the master.
But there was no one in the backyard, and there were lights in the house, but the deserted atmosphere made people feel like there was no life at all.
They didn't see the boss, so they didn't care so much. They gathered everyone and rushed towards Feiyu Hall.
Zhuang Junji and the others fought so fiercely, but in fact, time did not pass very long.
Before the men got close, groups of state soldiers came from the other direction.
To the north, a carriage left Tianshui Cliff, escorted by black-robed cavalry, and headed towards Ningchun Tower.
"Ah......"
Chu Dingcong looked towards the state soldiers and then to the north. He couldn't see the carriage, but he could hear the unique swaying bell of Shangyang Palace.
"Whatever should come should come, but it will come when it should come."
he spat.
Chu Danrong next to him suddenly asked: "Where is brother Xiao Yezi?"
Lingshan Nu quickly looked around and found that Lin Ye was indeed missing. He endured the pain and stood up, eagerly searching among the ruins of Ningchun Tower.
"Where are the people?"
Chu Danrong returned to the patio and looked around, but there was no trace of Lin Ye at all.
"have they gone?"
Chu Ding looked up from a high place and still didn't find it.
"Alas?"
Chu Danrong's expression in the courtyard changed slightly because he found that something incredible seemed to have happened here.
"not enough."
He muttered to himself.
Lingshan Nu came over and asked, "What's missing?"
In the distance, Lin Ye, who had already gone two or three miles away, was still running with a black jade stone statue on his shoulders.
I am obviously very tired, but running is really exciting.
This stone statue formation was also broken when Zhuang Junji entered the Wuyue Realm and swept away the Ningchun Tower with his sword.
The statue fell over but was not damaged.
Putting it aside whether it was valuable or not, Lin Ye still didn't care about that. He was interested in this thing, and he thought it would be of great use.
This young man, dressed in ragged clothes, carrying a stone man on his shoulders, ran towards the small courtyard in a hurry.
When he was running through a street intersection, he seemed to see a dark figure. Because of his fast speed, he had already rushed past and stopped sharply.
He carried the stone statue back to the street and looked again, but there was no shadow anywhere.
After waiting for a while, nothing happened. Lin Ye didn't want to waste any more time, so he started running again.
Behind a tree, a man in black robe stepped out. He was a little curious about Lin Ye's keen perception.
That was a young man whose Dantian had been destroyed. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have such keenness.
Seeing Lin Ye running with a stone statue on his shoulders, he suddenly felt that this seemed to be a very interesting thing.
Yunzhou City has been without interesting things or people for too long.
So, he turned and left.
Ningchun Tower, outside the ruins, Tianshuiya's carriage slowly stopped, and black-robed knights lined up on both sides.
A white-robed disciple opened the door, and the blue-robed priest Nie Wuzhi got out of the carriage. He glanced first and then stepped forward.
Wherever he passed, people moved out of his way.
Zhuang Junji came back from the backyard alone, but Shi Hongzhu, the chief helmsman of Feiyu Hall, was not seen coming out with him.
Probably, she didn't want to see so many people at this time.
With such a big incident happening in Feiyu Hall, she also needed to find a place to practice quietly and think quietly.
Nie Wuzhi walked up to Zhuang Junji and clasped his fists: "Congratulations, Mr. Zhuang."
Zhuang Junji leaned over and returned the greeting: "Thank you, the priest, and thank you, Shangyang Palace."
Nie Wuzhi said: "Mr. Zhuang has nothing to thank me for, and there is no need to thank the Divine Palace. If Mr. Zhuang had not been promoted to Wuyue at this time, I probably would not have come."
Zhuang Junji didn't expect that the blue-robed priest could be so straightforward.
Nie Wuzhi said: "I'm here just to respect my master's orders and go through the motions. Mr. Zhuang doesn't have to worry about anything, and he doesn't have to feel restrained. I'll leave as soon as I feel like it."
Zhuang Junji felt that this young priest could be more forthright.
Nie Wuzhi chatted with him for a few words, then looked around and saw stone statues in the ruins, his eyes changed slightly.
He quickly walked over and leaned over to inspect it. Then he looked at Zhuang Junji and said, "I want to take this stone statue back to Shangyang Palace."
Zhuang Junji said: "That's not my thing. If the priest wants to take it away, just tell the people at Feiyu Hall, that's it... If the priest wants to take it away, there's no need to tell anyone."
Nie Wuzhi said: "This thing is a bit strange. It seems to be able to restrain the inner strength of martial arts practitioners. It is an evil thing."
He said this and looked around: "According to the structure of this place, if it were to be a magic circle, there should be four stone statues."
But he only saw three.
Zhuang Junji also looked around, thinking that there were clearly four of them.
Lingshan Nu shouted at this time: "Three!"
Nie Wuzhi said: "Three?"
Chu Danrong also shouted: "It's three."
Nie Wuzhi said doubtfully: "Impossible."
Chu Dingcong said: "What the priest said, we were crushed terribly by the magic circle. We felt it with our own eyes and saw it with our own eyes. Could we still be wrong?"
Lingshan Nu: "It must be three. Could it be that all of us got it wrong?!"
Nie Wuzhi turned around and looked at Zhuang Junji: "Mr. Zhuang, have you paid attention to how many of them are there?"
Zhuang Junji replied: "Three."
Nie Wuzhi: "This is strange."
Zhuang Junji: "Is it weird?"
He shook his head: "I don't think so."
When Nie Wuzhi ordered his disciples to take the three stone statues back to Tianshui Cliff, Zhuang Junji stood under the night and thought... It was indeed strange.
Aren't you tired of running around carrying such a big thing?
