Sword God slowly woke up and saw that he was lying in a broken room. There was a person squatting not far away. His clothes were stained with blood and his head was buried in his knees as he squatted on the ground.
Sword God placed his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but he felt his body go soft. With a putong sound, he fell to the ground again.
That person was suddenly startled like a bird startled by the twang of a bow. His eyes were filled with fear and his handsome appearance had long been replaced by fear.
This person was the escaped Song Yu.
"Master!"
Seeing Sword God wake up, Song Yu quickly came over and supported Sword God. Sword God was injured and his aura was weak. He was just like an ordinary old man.
He was still holding half of the Nameless Sword and a large part of his chest was caved in. His face was pale and his aura was weak.
The Sword God raised his eyelids. When he saw Song Yu, his expression was particularly complicated. This time, the Song Family had an unavoidable responsibility for the failure of the mission. Towards Song Yu, he naturally would not be amiable. He coldly said: "Where are we?"
"Master, I saved you. We have already escaped from that place. This is a rural area in the suburbs. No one can find us."
Young Master Song would never set foot in this kind of dirty and messy place before. However, in order to escape, he had no choice but to come here.
"Where are the others?" Sword God asked.
Song Yu's eyes turned red and he began to cry, "Wuwuwu, Master, my grandfather and father are both dead. The others either died or escaped. I don't know …"
This time, he came to kill Tang Zheng with full confidence. He never expected that things would turn out like this. He was completely defeated and even Sword God was heavily injured.
Sword God's expression darkened. Without a doubt, this was the most miserable time since he started cultivating. However, when he saw Song Yu, who was usually insufferably arrogant, crying like a woman, Sword God Wuming was furious. He shouted angrily, "You're a man, yet you're crying like a woman.
Song Yu's crying stopped abruptly as she looked at the Sword God in silence.
"Hmph, if it weren't for your Song family, how could I have become like this?" The Sword Deity was furious.
Song Yu immediately buried her head in her chest, but her hands were clenched into fists. Her family was ruined, and her master still wanted to blame her. It was too much.
However, the Sword God's prestige was deeply rooted in his heart, so he didn't dare to refute. If he wanted revenge, he could only rely on the Sword God, so he said, "Shizun, are we going to give up just like that? Not only did he hurt you, but he also destroyed my family. We must take revenge. "
Cough cough!
The God of Swords coughed violently and said weakly, "Revenge … of course we have to take revenge."
However, his eyes dimmed. These two words were easy to say, but it was extremely difficult to carry out.
The God of Swords was very clear about his own injuries and knew that he would not live for long. He had no idea who that white-clothed woman was, and he was afraid that even the High Lord did not know.
This matter was too big, and he had no choice but to take it seriously. He was anxious to pass this information back, but he couldn't hold on until he returned to Sword Pavilion.
But before he died, he had to figure out one thing, and that was the truth behind Sword 13's death.
Originally, he didn't believe what Tang Zheng said, but things were different now. When he recalled the scene at that time, he couldn't help but have doubts. Tang Zheng had the white-clothed woman's help, so there was no need to fabricate a lie. Moreover, the Song family's reaction was too intense and too strange.
Now that he thought about it, there were many things that didn't make sense.
Sword 13 was his most valued disciple. Even if he didn't have long to live, he still wanted to figure out the ins and outs of the matter.
"Disciple, let me ask you something. You must tell me honestly." The God of Swords asked in a deep voice.
Song Yu's heart thumped as she had a bad premonition. She asked nervously, "What is it?"
The God of Swords looked at Song Yu with a burning gaze. Although he didn't have long to live, his gaze was as sharp as the edge of a sword. Song Yu still couldn't look straight at him. He asked firmly, "How did your Eldest Senior Brother, Sword 13, die?"
Song Yu panicked and said hesitantly, "Master, didn't you already know that Eldest Senior Brother … wasn't he killed by Tang Zheng?"
"Is that so?" The God of Swords asked.
"This …" Song Yu panicked and hesitated for a long time before nodding hesitantly, "Yes."
"Nonsense!" Although the God of Swords and Song Yu hadn't been together for a long time, he still understood him. Looking at him like this, how could he not know that he was lying?
Immediately, he believed what Tang Zheng said. The death of his eldest disciple was probably related to the Song family.
"Do you still want to hide it? Raise your head and look into my eyes. Tell me, is what Tang Zheng said true? You didn't come out and let Sword 13 go out alone? "The God of Swords asked fiercely.
Song Yu was so scared that her soul was about to fly away. She knelt on the ground and cried, "Yes …"
The God of Swords' eyes widened. His breathing quickened and he coughed non-stop.
So this was the reason for the death of his eldest disciple. The Song family hid and pushed Sword 13 out. Although Sword 13's attainments in swordsmanship were extremely high, he had one thing in common with the God of Swords, and that was that he loved the sword as if he was infatuated. He wasn't very smart about the ways of the world, so he was tricked by the Song family.
"Master, you … What's wrong?" Seeing that the God of Swords was coughing non-stop, Song Yu hurriedly asked.
The God of Swords finally stopped coughing. He looked fiercely at Song Yu and said: "I really regret taking you in as my disciple. Your Song family actually caused the death of Sword 13. The Song family brought all of this upon themselves. If I wasn't injured, I'm afraid that just because of this, I wouldn't have let your Song family have an easy time."
The God of Swords hated evil as if it was his enemy, and didn't give Song Yu any face at all.
Song Yu was shocked. If the God of Swords wanted to destroy the Song family, even if there were ten Song family members, they wouldn't be his match.
Immediately, Song Yu's heart was filled with anger. She couldn't help but clench her fists even tighter. She also gritted her teeth, and a faint killing intent flashed in her eyes.
But he didn't dare do anything. The reputation of the God of Swords had long since been deeply ingrained in his bones. He didn't dare offend his superior at all.
"Master, calm your anger. We had no choice but to do this. If it wasn't for Tang Zheng pressuring us step by step, we wouldn't have done this." Song Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the hundreds and thousands of twists and turns in her heart, and explained pitifully.
"Hmph! This is the people of your large families. All of them are sinister and cunning. They only know how to sacrifice others to protect themselves. They're extremely despicable." The God of Swords had an extremely deep relationship with Sword 13's master and disciple, and he still continued to rattle on angrily.
Song Yu's expression became extremely unsightly. She was submissive and didn't know how to reply.
After a long time, the God of Swords's anger calmed down slightly, and he said: "Raise your head, look at me, and listen to my orders."
Song Yu raised her head nervously, and she was shocked when she saw that the God of Swords' face had become even paler, as if he was a dead person.
The God of Swords trembled as he took out a command token from his bosom, and he said: "Return to the Sword Pavilion and bring this command token to your Second Senior Brother. Tell him that from now on, he's the successor of the Sword Pavilion, and he must lead the Sword Pavilion to develop and strengthen step by step."
Song Yu was dumbstruck as he looked at the command token. He recognized that this was the command token of the Master of the Sword Pavilion. With this command token, everyone in the Sword Pavilion had to listen to his orders.
"Master actually wants to pass the position to Second Senior Brother. Could it be that his injuries …" Song Yu was shocked in her heart, and she looked at the God of Swords with a burning gaze, and she felt that his condition was extremely bad.
So, she probed: "Master, you're still alive, so why are you passing the position to Second Senior Brother? With your leadership, our Sword Pavilion can become even stronger. "
The God of Swords' eyes dimmed, and he sighed: "I can't hold on anymore. That white-clothed woman is too powerful. That attack directly cut off my vitality. If it wasn't for my profound cultivation, I'm afraid that I wouldn't have been able to hold on until now. "
Song Yu's face changed: "She's that powerful?"
"Yes, she's too powerful. When you return, you must tell this news to the Honorable Lord. You must ask the Honorable Lord to pay attention to this person." The God of Swords urged.
"Honorable Lord …"
Song Yu's heart skipped a beat. He had only heard of the Honorable Lord's name, but he had never seen him in person. But he knew that this person was the person behind the Sword Pavilion, and everyone in the Sword Pavilion, including the God of Swords, had to listen to his orders.
So, Song Yu was both curious and in awe of the Honorable Lord. There was actually someone in this world that could make the God of Swords bow to him. Just how powerful was this person? Song Yu couldn't imagine.
"Yes, although you haven't seen the Honorable Lord before, you will definitely have the opportunity to see him when you return this time. You must be respectful to the Honorable Lord, and you must carry out any orders of the Honorable Lord. Do you hear me?"
"Yes … Master, you really can't hold on anymore? “
"Yes, I can't hold on anymore. I never thought that I would end up like this after roaming unhindered for my entire life." The God of Swords sighed and took out another sword manual. On the cover, the words "Ninth Heaven Galaxy Fall" were written.
Song Yu's heart jumped wildly. He was very clear that this was the most powerful sword technique that his master was most proud of. He had relied on this sword technique to win against Tang Zheng.
Could it be that Master wanted to pass this sword technique down to him?
Song Yu's little heart was incomparably excited, and his face flushed red.
Unexpectedly, the God of Swords' next sentence caused his heart to fall to the bottom of the valley, and his face immediately froze.
"Give this Ninth Heaven Galaxy Fall Sword Technique to your Second Senior Brother. There are many of my comprehensions of sword techniques in it. Let your Second Senior Brother properly comprehend and cultivate it, and strive to achieve great success as soon as possible."
"This … It's not for me?" Song Yu asked in disappointment.
"Hmph, your Song family caused the death of Sword 13, and I was also implicated because of this. Do you still want me to pass down my lifelong knowledge to you? Wishful thinking! "The God of Swords reprimanded mercilessly.
Normally, he would also reprimand his disciples like this, and no one dared to talk back. Therefore, this habit had been formed, and even if his life was hanging by a thread, he could not change it.
Song Yu was furious, and thought to himself, you're already at death's door, and you still want to reprimand me like this? Moreover, you're so biased, giving everything to Second Senior Brother, and I have nothing. Unfair, unfair!
He shouted in his heart, and his expression became extremely unsightly.
The God of Swords looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Did you hear what I said? Give everything to your Second Senior Brother. "
Song Yu suddenly roared, and said: "If I give him everything, then what do I have? I'm not your messenger. "
"I didn't punish you, and that's already considering our relationship as master and disciple. Do you still want to ask for more?" The God of Swords flew into a rage.
"Haha, you're about to die, and only I know what you said. I said that I'm the next master of the Sword Pavilion, and Second Senior Brother, hmph, you can only listen to my orders." Song Yu suddenly laughed, and the madness in his eyes was difficult to conceal.
The God of Swords' heart thumped, and said: "You dare not listen to my orders, this is deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors."
"Haha, you're already at death's door, so what if I deceive my master and destroy your ancestors? Since you've said so, then I'll let you experience what it means to truly deceive your master and destroy your ancestors. "
Song Yu's killing intent erupted, and he suddenly grabbed the God of Swords' neck, and used all his strength to choke him.
"You … evil disciple … deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors …" The God of Swords was already at the end of his life, and he was unable to catch his breath. He struggled weakly for a few times, and his eyes were wide open as he breathed his last.
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