The next day later, an inner sect elder from the Broken Sword Sect led the disciples of the Broken Sword Sect to the military camp. They were shocked when they saw Yunyue.
This made it difficult for him to believe that being able to reach the cultivation level of Emperor Lingwu on the battlefield seemed to have never happened before.
"Elder Mei, this is your fault. There are disciples who have reached the cultivation level of Emperor Lingwu, but they don't report it to the sect in time. If I don't come, no one will know."
"Elder Xie, the war just ended not long ago. Just after I reported to the sect yesterday, you took your disciples to the military camp." Elder Mei said with a smile on his face. He would naturally report such a happy event to the sect. This is okay His supreme glory.
"It seems that Elder Mei will return to the sect soon. When the time comes, I will go to your place to ask for some good drinks. Don't turn me away." Elder Xie means that you will be promoted soon. Don't be stingy when you get to the sect and look down on me, a little inner sect elder.
"Wherever, when the time comes, the door of my mansion will be open to Elder Xie at any time, and I would like to welcome you."
"It's settled, these disciples will be in your hands." Elder Xie stood beside Elder Mei and said.
Elder Mei immediately said to the elder of the outer sect: "I will leave those disciples of Lingwu Sect and below to you. All disciples who are Lingwu Master or above should stand on the left. After the war, disciples who have reached Lingwu King or above should stand on the right and follow Xie Xie. Elder, return to the sect.”
Yunyue and some disciples began to walk out of the array and stood in an open space on the right, with Fang Jinwei following him.
Fang Jindi watched the two of them come out, especially when he looked at Yunyue, with endless hatred in his eyes.
Yunyue's perception was very sensitive. He turned to look at Fang Jindi in the crowd. He was so frightened that he immediately lowered his head and never dared to look at Yunyue again.
When Fang Jinwei followed Yunyue's gaze, he also saw everything in Fang Jindi's eyes, and sighed in his heart that he was really ignorant.
Elder Xie walked up to a group of Yunyue disciples and said: "You are all very good. From now on, you will all be the core disciples of our sect, but remember not to be arrogant, because there are many people who are higher in cultivation than you."
Yunyue naturally knew the meaning of Elder Xie's words. He was currently only at the initial level of Lingwu Emperor, and his core disciples were above him, as well as the intermediate and high-level Dzogchen beings of Lingwu Emperor.
"It's my disciples who keep this in mind," said a group of disciples of King Lingwu.
"The road back to the sect is still long. Everyone, please follow me." Elder Xie nodded to Elder Mei.
I saw a sword appearing under his feet and flying away in front of him. The disciples behind him threw their spiritual swords one after another and chased after Jian Yukong.
As a sword cultivator, it is also basic to control a sword, but compared to the sword control sect, the gap between the two sides is self-evident.
Elder Xie was in front and more than thirty disciples behind him. Before sunset, the other party actually stopped above a mountain range and said to all the disciples.
"We will rest down here tonight. From now until the morning of the day after tomorrow, you will have a one-day trial below. Only fifteen of the thirty disciples in the last batch survived. This elder hopes that all of you can survive. Go Bar."
When all the disciples flew towards the mountains, Yunyue stood on the sword without moving, which was really interesting.
The five major sword sects all treat their disciples above the Lingwu King as treasures, but the Broken Sword Sect is a different kind.
But this was fine, as long as no ninth-level spiritual beasts appeared, he might be able to use this opportunity to restore his cultivation to the intermediate level of Lingwu Emperor.
All the disciples in the mountain range sat on the ground in an inner and outer circle. This was because after passing through the battlefield, they deeply understood that unity is strength.
They know that the mountains are most dangerous at night, because that is when spiritual beasts look for food.
When Yunyue fell to the ground and took back the spirit sword, all the disciples stood up and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Fang."
"Um."
One of the junior brothers said with some worry: "Senior Brother Fang, this mountain range is the Wild Beast Mountain Range. Once we have a battle with the spiritual beasts in it, they will become completely crazy and will not stop dying."
"What's there to be afraid of? You've all experienced battlefields with millions of people. Why should you be afraid of wild spiritual beasts? But your formation is really not that good."
After finishing speaking, he began to pick up a dead branch on the ground, broke it into sections, and worshiped a figure on the ground, asking everyone to form a formation according to his figure.
After everyone formed the formation, Yunyue immediately flew up a big tree, and the sky was already dark and night was falling.
Beast roars began to be heard from everywhere in the entire mountain range, and the calm night became lively. A group of golden-clawed wolves began to approach everyone, and green beads appeared in the grass.
Yun Yue looked down from a high position and looked everywhere. There were indeed quite a few golden-clawed wolves. The seventh-level spiritual beasts were equivalent to the Lingwu Emperor. It was no wonder that there were heavy casualties last time.
All the disciples of the Broken Sword Sect below began to stand up. There were so many seventh-level spiritual beasts, golden-clawed wolves, and it seemed that this time was really a disaster.
They are all in the Lingwu King Realm, and only Senior Brother Fang is in the Lingwu Emperor Realm, and now they can only rely on him.
They who have experienced the battlefield know that the more they are in this situation, the less they must be afraid. Once someone is timid, the entire formation will be in chaos, and everyone will be killed one by one by the wolves.
Yunyue has no plans to take action at the moment. He wants to see how the junior brothers below will respond. If he loses, he will take action.
Seeing the humans, the wolves did not dare to move. Their courage began to grow, and they roared and rushed from all directions.
When these disciples of the Broken Sword Sect saw the Golden Clawed Wolf attacking, they all launched their own blows and began to retract their formation.
At first, the pack of wolves was unprepared, and many golden-clawed wolves were injured, which immediately aroused their ferocity.
Under the roar of a wolf king, the wolves launched another attack, vowing to kill all the Broken Sword Sect disciples.
They instantly expanded their formation and launched another wave of attacks, killing many golden-clawed wolves on the spot.
But as soon as the ferocious golden-clawed wolf rushed into the formation, everyone immediately began to retreat and kill the golden-clawed wolf.
Among the many golden-clawed wolves in the formation, most of them rushed out desperately, trapping all the Broken Sword Sect disciples within the range of their attacks.
Seeing the situation, the Golden Claw Wolf King let out a wolf howl, preparing to recruit more wolves to kill all the Broken Sword Sect disciples.
After the Wolf King's roar spread, wolf roars appeared from various places in the mountains, and they began to approach here continuously.
Yunyue knew that although many of these golden-clawed wolves died, only a small part of them died, and they did not become violent.
Looking at the many injured junior brothers below, he knew it was time to take action. It would be much easier to just kill the Wolf King.
Standing on the big tree, he flashed and appeared beside the Wolf King, waving his sword and cutting off the wolf's head.
It was just that this sword strike did not let him think that things were getting out of control.
When the golden-clawed wolves saw their king dead, they all became violent. Instead of attacking the Sword Sect's disciples, they all attacked him.
Now he knew that he had poked a hornet's nest, and he used the Shattering Sword and Falling Rain style against the wolves, but unexpectedly, he didn't kill any of them.
The collective ferocity of the golden-clawed wolves has completely improved their defense, and they have all reached the peak of level seven spiritual beasts.
Yunyue didn't have anything, but the expressions of his group of junior disciples changed drastically. It was too scary to be in the peak level of seventh-level spiritual beasts.
When the wolves were about to attack, Yunyue began to disappear in front of the wolves, and appeared on the other side, waving his broken sword and falling into the rain.
He began to change his position constantly, and the Shattered Sword Luoyu in his hand came out in one and two moves. Coupled with his own strong cultivation, one by one the golden-clawed wolves began to fall under his sword rain.
As more and more golden-clawed wolves died, Fang Jinwei roared: "Let's help Senior Brother Fang and fight together."
Although the golden-clawed wolves were violent, almost all of them were seriously injured by Yunyue's continuous sword strikes, and their violent power began to decline.
The disciples of the Broken Sword Sect came out in formation, and the injured and violently weakened wolves were quickly killed by them.
Yunyue just stood aside and didn't move, watching the approaching golden-clawed werewolf disappear in a blink of an eye. The sword came out and fell into the rain, killing the golden-clawed wolf under the sword.
The golden-clawed wolves that arrived later saw that their companions were dying one after another. It was not the sword of the human at all. They also knew that they were no match for the human, so they turned around and fled in all directions.
The disciples of the Broken Sword Sect who killed the golden-clawed wolf were all overjoyed and felt like they were dreaming. They actually killed all the seventh-level spiritual beasts, the golden-clawed wolf.
Although many people were injured, they could not hide the excitement in their hearts. Not one of them died.
After Yunyue came back, he ordered: "Set a fire to the wolves. We will have a good time tonight and eat wolf meat to recover your injuries and physical strength."
"It's Senior Brother Fang..."
More than thirty disciples began to move. Some started to peel off the wolf skin, some made a burning rack, and some gathered firewood to start a fire.
Soon the wolf meat was cleaned and put on the rack and set on fire. Drops of wolf oil flowed out under the firelight, making the fire continue to rise and the aroma of the meat overflow.
Elder Xie, who was in the canopy of a tall tree not far away, looked at the disciples under the fire and the smell of wolf meat, and his stomach actually made a sound.
Unexpectedly, he had been fasting for decades, and now he would have cravings for food. Could it be that he was a golden-clawed wolf at the seventh level of violent ferocity? The remaining spiritual power in his body made him a little moved.
However, he still suppressed his appetite. This time, none of his disciples died under the golden claws and wolf claws, and it was all because of Fang Jinjun.
Although Fang Jinjun took action, he probably didn't use his full strength. Even the violent seventh-level peak golden-clawed wolf was no match for his sword.
I hope that after tonight, he can still protect all his disciples from death, but everything still depends on the character of the other party.
It is actually the intention of the sect master to organize the trials for the disciples who return to the sect every time. The sect master hopes to select responsible disciples.
Only those who are responsible and have the power to lead are the true core disciples of his Broken Sword Sect, and they can lead the Broken Sword Sect to a higher level in the future.
Although he couldn't bear the death of King Lingwu's disciple, he could only bear it for the sake of his sect.
