"Bang~!" He suddenly pulled out two long swords, as if something had been triggered. The whole frozen corpse exploded and turned into ice shards that shattered on the ground. The two young men were excited and murmured in a daze: "Finally... …Revenge!”
"Let's go and have a look!" Immediately, as if he thought of something, a young man quickly informed his companions beside him. He quickly withdrew the power of ice and hurried towards the direction he came from.
"Feixuemen's...!?" A wall of air swept away like a snow storm quickly dissipated. Looking at the two figures who turned around and walked towards him after drawing their swords, Ling Weiyun's clone had a solemn expression.
The power of the combined attacks of the two opponents had already touched the threshold of ten turns. Even Heishui Tu, whose injuries were more than half lighter than his own, couldn't withstand it and was instantly killed by the other party!
What's more, he was seriously injured and in despair. What about himself in this situation?
"Are you two friends or foes?" A chilling aura filled the air. Looking at the two cold-faced young men who stopped five steps in front of him, Ling Weiyun suddenly moved in his body and mind, straightened his upper body and asked in a deep voice.
He secretly thought: No matter what, whether intentional or not, after all, the other party saved his life before. Before finding out his intention, it is better to maintain a friendly attitude.
"The two disciples came to rescue us too late. I hope the sect master will forgive me!" Tears flashed in the eyes of the two young men. After looking at each other, they felt very uncomfortable. They quickly and respectfully half-knelt in front of the gray-haired old man.
"Are you...?" The words of the two young men were shocking. After hearing the words, Ling Weiyun's clone's eyes flashed with wisdom. Because it was so sudden, he was not sure for a moment.
"Disciple of Weiyun Sect... Sun Yang!"
"Disciple of Weiyun Sect...Sun Wu!"
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The two young men half-knelt and announced their names one after another. Then, with loud voices, they shouted in unison:
"Greetings~, Old Sect Leader Ling...!"
Boom~!
My brain suddenly exploded, and a memory that had been sealed for an unknown period of time emerged from a dark corner of my mind.
Rolling out...
An indescribable and unknown charm emanated from the stone steps on a mountain top. The white-haired boxing old man was unaware of it and was immersed in the quiet artistic conception alone.
"Look~! The first set of punches is so fierce!"
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"It's a gravel fist!..."
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"What is that soft boxing technique?"
Several diligent disciples, their eyes full of reverence,
There was a lot of discussion, watching the figure that was sometimes strong and sometimes gentle.
"That's called Tai Chi!"
After exhaling and wiping the sweat from his forehead, the old man smiled kindly.
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"Wait until you go down the mountain, and don't come back again! There is a bloody disaster in our sect!"
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"Sect Master~...!"
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"Get out of here! There's no time to explain."
The old man was very angry and drove away the three resentful disciples.
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"Sun Yang, Sun Wu...! So it's you!?" The old man murmured to himself. When he came back to his senses, he looked at the two handsome young men kneeling in front of him, his eyes showing disbelief.
In the blink of an eye, after three or four years of separation, Feng Ling never expected that the few young disciples with low status who survived being driven down the mountain by him would now have reached the level of ninth-level advanced ghost spirit masters. .
What's more, I couldn't have expected that an unintentional act with good intentions back then would actually allow me to save my life before dying today!
It exactly corresponds to that sentence:
"what goes around comes around!
It's not that I won't repay it, it's...
The time has not yet come...! "
The two disciples were overjoyed when they heard this, and they were very grateful that the white-haired old man opposite could still remember them, and said with trembling excitement: "Yes, yes... us!"
"Sect Master, please sit down first!" He helped the old man with confused breathing to sit down cross-legged next to the rubble pile. The two disciples looked at each other and nodded. They stretched out their hands that were charging up power, and suddenly put their palms against each other, and together they resisted the old man. on the back.
As a soft white energy was continuously transported into the body through the back, the flushed face quickly calmed down. Ling Weiyun's clone's heart immediately moved, and an unusually soft blue warm current rose up in the meridians.
The blue and white energy interacted with each other, and the injuries recovered at an alarming speed...
"Okay, the old man is no longer in serious trouble, stop it!" After burning the incense, he realized that he could move at will, and a soft counterattack force slowly came out from the back of the withered old man.
"Hiss~!" Sun Yang and Sun Wu immediately took a few steps back to collect their power. They were shocked. The sect leader's recovery ability must be too abnormal!
"It's not a good place to stay for a long time!" After sweeping around the cemetery filled with smoke and dust, the haggard old man suppressed the two brothers Sun Yang and Sun Wu who were about to speak.
"Wait a minute! I still have to do one thing." After taking the lead for two steps, Feng Ling felt something in his heart, stopped again, and quickly turned around.
"What's wrong with the sect leader?" They turned around and saw the haggard old man squatting on a ruins. Sun Yang and Sun Yang were filled with doubts, and then an old sigh sounded faintly.
"Old friend, go in peace! We brothers, we can be...real friends in the next life!" Ling Weiyun's clone muttered to himself absentmindedly as he held up five or six pieces of biting ice slag.
Then, the newly restored small amount of ghost and god power began to transport and move, and soon a pit half a meter wide was dug in the ground.
"Sect Master...!" Looking at the haggard old man holding the earth to bury the enemy's bones, the two disciples were moved and touched deeply. Now that the great revenge had been avenged, it was only a moment of relief.
Even if there is great hatred during one's life, all grudges will be dissipated after death. So where will he and others go from here? For a moment, Sun and Yang were a little confused, and gradually fell into deep thought, but they did not come forward to disturb them.
Feng Ling held the soil in his hands and weighed it in his heart, thinking to himself: "The grudges that have been entangled for three years have turned into a fleeting smoke! By burying the Black Water Tu, the grudges of the Weiyun Sect have finally come to an end, and they can be considered worthy. Ling Weiyun and his wife, and...this body!"
Heishuitu suffered retribution and has now died tragically. All the people involved in the Weiyun Sect murder case were also killed and injured. Except for the evil spirit master Black Smoke, this cause and effect has also been settled.
But if you think about it carefully, in addition to being poisoned, the black smoke also caused you to withdraw from the bloody massacre because of being hit by the Seven Steps of Soul-Severing Powder. Pan Yuan's heart was dug out by the black water claws. This was something Feng Ling only recalled later. Yes, in short, the still unknown black smoke does not seem to be contaminated with the cause and effect of human life!
At least, not that time three years ago, and the rest of the time is unknown. But keeping the evil spiritual master is always a disaster. Feng Ling will no longer deliberately search for or chase Black Smoke, but if he encounters him, he will definitely not be merciful!
