Yunyue saw that sword light, which was somewhat similar to the sword skills of Lingjian Sect. It looked like sword light but was actually sword energy.
He wasn't nervous at all, and there were seven instant shadow clones, and it wouldn't hurt him to kill him.
Lu Ximing attacked directly, fighting Yunyue's first clone, and kept moving.
His purpose is very simple. Since the opponent has such clones, he must kill all the clones and severely damage his main body at the same time.
He is a cunning and cunning person, so it is best to gather all the clones of Yunyue in one line. This is also the safest way.
He was fighting and running away. Although the Golden Mosquito saw him, he didn't dare to come forward because the flute was too scary.
Lu Ximing was like a snake, turning left and right in the sky above the mountain forest. When he was almost there, he used the sword light to hide the sword in his hand, and the sword in the sword came out.
"Left-hand sword."
A sword instantly started from Yunyue's first clone, and continued to pass through the chest until the seventh clone.
The sword seemed to disappear out of thin air and appeared in front of Yunyue. When it was stabbing his chest, it was caught between Yunyue's two fingers.
"Your sword skills are good, but it's a pity that the speed is too slow. What you see are just afterimages." He said that the high-grade imperial weapon between his fingers was directly put into the storage ring.
Lu Ximing was completely dumbfounded. At this time, he was being held by seven people with swords on his neck from all sides.
"How did you, you, you become so strong? When I first saw you, you were just a small Lingwu Sect." He was shaking as he spoke.
"Isn't this strong? It's such a fuss."
"Please let me go. I will never dare to provoke you again." Lu Ximing began to beg for mercy.
"Let you go, then do you remember that you almost killed me at the Lingwu Emperor level? This is only a small Lingwu Sect. Why are you begging for mercy now?" Yunyue said with a murderous look on his face.
"At that time, I was obsessed with things. You can't bully the small with the big."
"Oh, the big one bullies the small ones. How old are you and how big am I? You still have the nerve to bully the small ones with the big ones. Besides, I am only the middle-level Lingwu Emperor, and you are already almost at the Dzogchen stage, right?"
These words made Lu Ximing silent. The other party was so evil that he had to find a way to escape.
"This way I will give you everything, including the Flying Rider Shop, as long as you let me live."
"Why should I let you go? As long as I refine you into a slave, all your things will naturally belong to me. This saves trouble." Yunyue walked up to Lu Ximing step by step and said.
Lu Ximing knew that he was really in trouble this time, and that he had lost everything in return.
"You can't kill me. I tell you that I am the inner deacon of the Golden Sword Sect and I run a flying riding shop outside."
This is indeed news that surprises Yunyue. The Jinjian Sect is really good at doing business. No wonder he has the cultivation of Emperor Lingwu.
"You are the only one from the Jinjian Sect who specializes in robbing people and stealing things. I don't really believe what you are saying. So what evidence do you have to prove it?"
"The sword you took away is the evidence. I changed its color with blue crystal water. In fact, it is a gold sword with the word "Golden Sword" on it."
Yunyue took it out and saw that there was indeed a golden sword mark. The other party must be right.
"It's a pity that even if that's the case, what can I do? I happen to have a soul control technique, and now I'm going to practice it with you. Whether you live or die depends on your luck."
Yun Yue moved his hand on his forehead, and a mark entered the other person's body, deeply imprinting it on the forehead of Lu Ximing's soul.
He hugged his head and screamed in pain, and began to fall to the ground and roll around. His eyes became dim and motionless, like a dead dog.
Not long after, Yunyue's dim eyes began to become bright again, and Yunyue knew that he had succeeded.
Lu Ximing stood up and walked to Yun Yue's side and said, "I've met the master."
"Since you are the inner deacon of the Golden Sword Sect, I will not take any profits from the Feiqi Shop. I will return this sword to you. If anything happens in the future, I will inform you in advance." Yunyue began to give instructions.
"It's the master."
"Go ahead, you can't just grab people's things from now on."
Under Yunyue's warning, Lu Ximing left the place and rushed back to the Yudang Feiqi branch.
Since the golden mosquito beast entered the eighth level, its flying speed has become faster, flying through the mountains and forests on the boundaries of counties and cities.
Taking Yunyue to the bank of Yunjing Lake outside the Nine Swords Sect, the past scenes were vividly visible, including joy and sorrow.
The two girls were walking among the flowers. When they heard about Yunyue's arrival, they walked towards the tide bank.
"I didn't go to the Nine Swords Sect to see her." Tang Jinrou was now calmer and calmer, and asked Yunyue.
"Don't worry, we're not far away now anyway." He turned around and hugged the two girls and said.
"We don't care about you anyway. It's up to you whether you go or not." Yu Linglong said, touching her bulging belly.
"It seems no one wants me anymore." Yunyue joked.
"He's kicking me in the stomach." Tang Jinrou said, touching her stomach.
"Me too." Yu Linglong also said.
"You see, this is the consequence of not having a wife. It's better for my two little cuties!" Yunyue joked to the two girls.
In the past few days, Yunyue meditated among the flowers in the morning and practiced the sword skills of the Wanjian Sect by the lake in the morning. He had the foundation of the Lingjian Sect and practiced very quickly.
At this time, his whole body was filled with sword energy, and with the help of the Nine Swords Sect's sword skills, he instilled the external sword energy with spiritual power, and began to form a substantial spiritual sword step by step.
"Brother Yun's cultivation talent is so high. Compared with me back then, the difference between the two is simply cloud and mud." Tang Jinrou said while looking at the lakeside.
"He is indeed a pervert, look at him actually making them move." Yu Linglong faced Tang Jin in judo.
"I wonder how terrifying the sword skills will be if he learns the sword skills of the Broken Sword Sect and the Golden Sword Sect." Tang Jinrou said curiously.
"At that time, his sword skills must be unparalleled in the world." The two women kept talking to each other.
Tang Jinrou's mother walked out of the thatched hut and said, "It doesn't matter if he is the strongest or the most terrifying. He will only be an old-hearted man. When the time comes, he won't even have time to take care of you."
But this is also true. Excellent men will always attract women's attention. Maybe he will leave after the child is born.
Tang Jinrou glanced at Yu Linglong. Her child would be born a few months later. She didn't know if Brother Yun would wait any longer, but she had recovered by then.
At this time, Yunyue was like a flying sword spinning ball. He raised his feet and stepped out on the lake. He found that it seemed to be more difficult to control the flying sword array.
After all, in this state, not only must the sword formation be controlled, but the weight of the body must also be controlled to keep the person standing on the water.
It didn't take long for Yunyue to come back, put away the sword formed by the spiritual sword energy all over his body, and began to walk towards the ground.
