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Chapter 418

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Thank you, Brother Du Ziteng, for your tip!

Wang Yue was afraid that Zhao Yun's killing intent was not firm enough. She furrowed her brows and rebuked, "What a suicidal monk! How can you violate the dignity of the sword? How can you see through the ingenuity of the sword? If you slander a swordsman's sword in front of him, you will die. Cherish your last moments and leave your last words. "She turned to Zhao Yun and said," Husband, it's about defending the way of the sword. Can't you make up your mind to kill? "

Previously, everyone saw Wang Yue's beauty and thought that she was a gentle and honest young lady. Who would have thought that she would use the word 'mother' as soon as she opened her mouth? She was as unruly and fierce as a tigress, making people not dare to admire her anymore. When she said 'defending the way of the sword', she was valiant and heroic, sonorous and powerful. It was like a huge rock that penetrated the lake in everyone's heart, causing endless ripples.

The heroes present suddenly had a whole new level of respect for her and no longer dared to look down on this delicate woman. There were even people who took pictures of Zhao Yun and Wang Yue's appearances and ordered their subordinates to investigate their backgrounds.

Zhao Yun was provoked by Wang Yue and her killing intent finally emerged. She sneered at Jie Yi and said, "Who said that a rusty sword can't kill people?"

Wang Yue's words had already made Jie Yi feel a chill in his heart. He faintly felt that something was wrong. When he heard Zhao Yun's sneer, he immediately felt his hair stand on end and an inexplicable fear rose in him. "How can it be? Du Ziteng's killing intent is more than ten times stronger than before!"

Jie Yi regretted his rashness. But now that things had come to this, he could only secretly increase his strength and brace himself to say, "Don't try to scare me! Go to hell, Mighty Vajra Palm! "

A golden phantom palm transformed into the appearance of Vajra Arhat. It forgot the Buddhist's benevolent edict and fought for supremacy with the anger of taking lives. The vigorous wind whistled.

Zhao Yun raised her sword-like eyebrows and decided to end the battle quickly. She lightly shook the rusty iron sword in her hand and fused the quick sword moves of the Green Lotus Sword Technique and the Divine Thoughts Sword Technique into one, creating the move "Shadowless Edge Snatching".

However, the thin iron sword, coupled with his ghostly footsteps, pierced through the huge golden palm at the speed of a shadow. In an instant, it broke the golden shadow and pierced the tip of the sword into Jie Yi's chest.

When dark red blood spurted out from his chest, Jie Yi realized that death had come so quickly that he could not even say his last words. "My Vajra Protection????"

The surroundings were silent for a moment. The scene in front of them was too shocking. After all, Jie Yi was a famous figure in Immortal Grove. Many people expected Jie Yi to be defeated, but they didn't expect Jie Yi to become a dead man in the blink of an eye. "Du Ziteng's sword doesn't have a bit of True Qi, but it has the power to destroy sharp edges and has the speed to teleport. It's no wonder that Jie Yi, who has the strongest defense of the Vajra Protection, died so tragically. "

Zhao Yun pulled out the iron sword and pointed the tip of the sword at the Tangmen disciples who were still noisy just now. "I seem to have heard that all of you wanted to teach me a lesson just now? Why aren't you teaching me now? "

The blood on the sword was dripping to the ground. In the awkward silence of the Tangmen disciples, it was louder than thunder and drums.

"Haha, Elder Du, you're too serious. These disciples have not seen much of the world. That's why they failed to recognize Mount Tai. Tang Jing apologizes to Elder Du on behalf of Old Madam Tang. "

His sincere laughter restored the hearts of the Tang Sect disciples, which were on the verge of collapse. They seemed to have reconstructed their backbone in an instant. They looked at Tang Jing who came with a folding fan in his hand in surprise. "Director!"

Many of the heroes present had long heard of Tang Jing, who was known as the "most outstanding successor of the Tangmen" and the "first person with eight golden locks". However, it was only at this moment that they saw Tang Jing's true face. They could not help but look at him carefully.

Tang Jing was dressed in a Confucian robe and held a green flute in his hand. He had handsome eyes and a heroic spirit. He had the appearance of a phoenix and the bearing of a dragon. He also had a scholarly and calm temperament, which was imprinted in everyone's sea of consciousness. Many people could not help but cheer out loud. "What a handsome young man!"

Tang Jing walked over quickly, but he didn't lose his elegance. Every step he took was a pleasing picture to the eye. He first apologized to Zhao Yun, then turned to the Tangmen disciples and said, "Why aren't you kneeling down and begging Elder Du to forgive your unintentional mistake?"

The disciples seemed to have woken up from a dream. They all knelt down, but their voices were a little uneven. "Please forgive us, Elder Du!"

Zhao Yun did not comment. She first glanced at Wang Yue. Seeing her approval, she put away her iron sword. She waved her hand and said, "Forget it. If you were this humble earlier, you wouldn't have had to cause this trouble. Humph, the Heroes Assembly has caused a lot of commotion. I came here in high spirits, but now I have no interest in watching this nuisance assembly. I will return in disappointment. "As she said that, she started to walk away.

Tang Jing was astute, in just a few glances he was able to tell that Zhao Yun was following Wang Yue's wishes. He thought, "An old man with a young wife, the old man often loves and feels guilty towards the young wife. He dotes on her a lot and does not dare to disobey her. I will start with that woman. "He quickly walked in front of Wang Yue. He bowed and said," Madam Du, please stay. Tangmen have offended the virtuous couple. Words cannot make up for it. Tangmen have prepared a light banquet. I sincerely hope that the two of you can forget about this small matter and not be stingy with your presence. The Tangmen will be honored by your presence. "

Wang Yue giggled and said, "What a handsome Xiao Ge. You are so polite. You are really to my liking. If I did not already have a husband, I would definitely take you to bed. "

Tang Jing did not expect Wang Yue to be so bold. Although his countenance did not change, his heart was stirred up. Hastily he cleared his mind and said with a laugh, "Madam is joking. Tang Jing is behind in learning, his appearance is mediocre. He was blessed by the virtuous couple's magnanimous words to atone for his crime. How can he dare to look up to the celestial beings and have improper thoughts? "While speaking, he stole a glance at Zhao Yun. He was afraid this old man would get angry and completely ruin their relationship. But he saw that not only there was no anger on the divine sword's face, there was a slight smile on his face. Although Tang Jing was quick-witted, how could he know the key point?

Wang Yue saw Zhao Yun's slightly mischievous smile. She was so angry that she pushed Zhao Yun's back fiercely. But her strength was limited, how could she push Zhao Yun? Instead, she twisted her golden lotus and accidentally stepped on her skirt. She lost her balance and was about to fall to the ground.

Tang Jing cried out in alarm, "Madam, be careful!" He wanted to send a wisp of 'zhen qi' to help her stand up, but he was afraid Zhao Yun would blame him for doing something unnecessary. After hesitating for a while, he gave up.

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