Chapter 589 Get lost!

Chapter 589: Get out!

Changkong's words were so high-sounding. He clearly wanted to snatch the Nine Yin and Nine Yang from Xuanying and cultivate the art of longevity, but he wanted to use the banner of revenge for his fellow disciples of the Holy Church. No matter how hard he tried, no one could refute this reason.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a strange sound of whooshing, and a green strange light shot over. Everyone's attention was focused on the figure of Master Tiankong Wuxiang, and they didn't notice where the green strange light came from.

The strange light shot into the valley with a puff, and right in front of Changkong, it turned into a green divine sword and stuck into the ground.

"Get out!"

A deafening voice sounded, shaking everyone's eardrums and changing their faces.

Changkong looked at the green fairy sword and his face changed instantly, and Yun Qiyou at the entrance of the cave above also changed his face.

"Unparalleled Divine Sword!"

Changkong almost gritted his teeth and said these four words.

Even the little brat Ye Xiaochuan knew that the Wushuang Sword was the magic weapon of Yunyazi's great-grandmaster, so how could these old men and women in the valley not know it?

In the world, only Yunyazi, Master Wuxiang and others could say "get out" to these people. Unfortunately, Master Wuxiang was a Buddhist with a very high level of cultivation. He just kindly persuaded these masters of good and evil to leave.

Yunyazi was different. He was an old man who wandered around the world and mixed in the market. If the sword master told you to get out, you had to get out, and you couldn't complain.

The appearance of the Wushuang Sword made the entire valley behind the Guanzi Peak silent. The two white-bearded old men didn't seem to expect that Brother Yunyazi, who hadn't seen him for hundreds of years, was also nearby. There was nothing to be afraid of. With Brother Yun around, the sky of the Demon Sect would definitely not be able to make any waves.

Feng Shi, one of the three Kunlun monsters, had a twinkling eye and whispered to He Gu beside him: "Did you see it clearly? It's really Wushuang?"

Among the three, only He Gu had dealt with Yunyazi hundreds of years ago. He Gu nodded slightly and said: "Yes, it is the Wushuang sword of the old senior Yunyazi. The Wuxiang Divine Monk and Yunyazi appear together, and there is no way they can take any advantage. Big brother, what do you think we should do?"

Feng Shi glanced at Wushuang who was stuck upside down in the valley in the distance, and then glanced at the masters of the Demon Cult who were a little restless, and said: "Let's go. Changkong can ignore Master Wuxiang, but he dare not disobey Yunyazi's words. He is an old fox frightened by the Wushuang sword. It seems that Xuanying has escaped again this time. But it doesn't matter. Since we all know that Xuanying's lair is here, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

The three Kunlun monsters slowly retreated, and the three old ladies of Piaomiao Pavilion also disappeared silently. The huge figure of Master Wuxiang in the sky slowly retreated, and Fanxing Langyue appeared again. Only the masters of the Five Elements Flag of the Demon Sect and the two white-bearded old men of the Cangyun Sect were left in the field.

Changkong bowed and said, "Senior Yun, I haven't seen you for many years. You are still as elegant as ever. It is really gratifying."

"Hmph, Changkong, the Middle Earth is not a place for you to come. Only the monks of the Jiaye Temple are easy to talk to. If it were the Cangyun Sect, none of you would be able to leave alive. Go away. I won't say it again."

Changkong's face was uncertain. It took a long time before he said, "Senior, you have spoken, and I must obey you. This time, for your sake, my Holy Sect will retreat for the time being. There is a long way to go. We will talk about revenge on Xuanying later."

At first, after he heard that the guqin in Yun Qiyou's hand was the demon-suppressing guqin, he fantasized that he could lead Yun Yizi out through Yun Qiyou, but when Yun Yizi's magic sword really appeared, his fear of Yun Yizi from the bottom of his heart made him dare not act presumptuously.

A sword master appears only once every thousand years. He himself was not sure that he could take Yunyazi's sharp sword. Even though he knew that Yunyazi must be very old now, he was still not sure.

After saying a few polite words, Changkong took the elders of the Demon Sect behind him, turned into rays of light, and quickly rushed to the west, disappearing in the starry sky in the blink of an eye.

The only ones left in the field were the two white-bearded old men from the Cangyun Sect.

One of the old men said, "Brother, you are here too, for hundreds of years. Why don't we meet Cangyun together this time?"

A hoarse voice came from the void, saying, "I still have things to do. You go back first. When you see Yujizi, tell him not to go after Xuanying."

The old man nodded and said, "Brother, remember what you said."

After that, the two of them flew into the air at the same time and left in the blink of an eye.

The valley in the back mountain, which was full of dangers just now, was now quiet and peaceful. After these people left, Ye Xiaochuan clearly felt that the oppressive atmosphere disappeared instantly. It seemed that these old guys with terrifying Taoism had really left Mount Xumi.

Yun Qiyou flew from the cave entrance to the valley and pulled out the Wushuang that was stuck in the ground.

Yes, it was Wushuang. She had followed Yun Yazi for many days and was very familiar with this sword. It was Wushuang, there was no mistake.

She looked up and said, "Uncle Master, it has been nearly two months since we parted in the thatched cottage. I wonder if Uncle Master is in good health."

No one answered her, but a graceful woman in linen clothes floated down from the air.

It was Xuanying.

This was the first time Yun Qiyou saw Xuanying face to face. His face was very tight, but pale. His hair was tied up with a hemp rope casually and fell down his back. His eyes were like the eyeballs of dead fish, gray and gray, a little scary.

Yun Qiyou was looked at by those eyes and immediately felt like he was in an ice nest.

At this time, the useless man Ye Xiaochuan stood at the entrance of the cave, waving and shouting: "Senior Xuanying, I'm here!"

Xuan Ying didn't even look at Ye Xiaochuan, her eyes were fixed on Yun Qiyou. She seemed to see her own youth in Yun Qiyou.

Yun Qiyou suddenly knelt in front of Xuan Ying and said, "Junior Yun Qiyou, please save Ye Xiaochuan."

Xuan Ying said, "It was here that I asked you that question. You didn't answer at that time. Now it seems that your answer has come out. I warned you to take back your feelings, otherwise you will end up miserable. Situ Feng and Su Qinglian are examples."

Yun Qiyou lowered his head silently. After a long while, he whispered, "I don't want to, but, but I can't control myself."

Xuan Ying looked like he understood you very well and said, "I have a general understanding of Ye Xiaochuan's situation. I will find a way to save him. Although this kid is very hateful, he is still useful after all. You go back. . "

Xuan Ying was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and said, "Wushuang, take you back to Cangyun as well."

Yun Qiyou's face turned pale, and he said in a lost voice, "Master's uncle..."

Xuan Ying said, "It was me who pretended to be Yun Yizi through the voice transmission over a thousand miles. Yun Yizi no longer needs this sword."

Yun Qiyou stood up suddenly, his body shaking, and said, "It was you...you who killed Master's uncle?"

Xuan Ying said, "If I wanted to kill him, I would have killed him outside Zhuxian Town. It has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, Xuan Ying's figure flashed and disappeared, and then Yun Qiyou heard Ye Xiaochuan screaming in the cave above. Looking up, Ye Xiaochuan was actually bound by a mysterious force and disappeared without a trace.