Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 982 It's a shock, it's strange!
"Song Jinyu is my disciple, I will protect her well."

In the cave, the sword light flashed in Duanchou's eyes, looking at the Seven Killing Sword Lord on the stage, he said lightly.

He knew that the reason why the other party left the sword formula at this moment was not because it was pleasing to the eye or because of fate, but because he was afraid that his master would abandon Song Jinyu in the future, or even develop some evil intentions, so before he fell, he left some benefits for him at last. Stop worrying, hoping to get a promise in exchange.

But to Duanchou, this has no meaning in itself. Song Jinyu is his disciple, and from the moment he accepts it, he is already a member of his Xuantianzong. Even if there is no this sword formula, there is nothing today , he will still protect her worry-free until the day when her wings are full-fledged and she grows up.

Because this is a master's most basic responsibility to his disciples!
Hearing this, the Seven Killing Sword Lord didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and then the whole person turned into dust and disappeared into the world without a sound.

From then on, there will be no more Seven Killing Sword Lords in the world.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!!"

Song Jinyu was silent, then suddenly turned around and knelt down, facing the Taoist platform and kowtowed respectfully three times. The voice was dull, but each time it became clearer. Because the spiritual power and energy to protect the body were dissipated, he came down three times. On the broken and hard ground, there were already There was an obvious blood mark.

And between Song Jinyu's forehead, the originally smooth and fair forehead was now stained with dust, purple and bruised, bloody and bloody.

Although from the beginning to the end, she did not have a moment of communication with the Seven Killing Sword Lord, and even a conversation, even the inheritance, was muddled and half-forced, but it cannot be denied that the latter was kind to her and bestowed It gave her a shocking fate.

If he hadn't already become a teacher and joined the sect, it would be reasonable to accept Seven Killing Sword Lord as his teacher now, so it is not too much to accept her three respects at this moment.

Seeing this, Duanchou didn't stop her until Song Jinyu stood up again after the salute, and then she walked up to her. Seeing that her heart was still a little heavy, she couldn't help shaking her head slightly, and said lightly: "The Seven Killing Sword Lord has been dead since ancient times. Leaving a mark is nothing but for today's inheritance, now that his task has been completed, there is no regret."

"If you feel guilty, you should live up to today's opportunity. One day, you will reach or even surpass the Seven Killing Sword Lord's peak in ancient times, fulfill his long-cherished wish that he has never been able to fulfill in his life, and inherit the orthodoxy. Made good."

Song Jinyu's delicate body was shocked, as if Duanchou said the central thing, she was speechless for a while, and then the expression in her eyes gradually became firm, bowed and saluted, and said gratefully: "The disciple is stupid, thank you for the explanation, I will give you a blow, Jinyu will definitely remember today His words lived up to the suzerain's high expectations."

Duanchou nodded and smiled calmly. Seeing Song Jinyu's forehead was bruised and bruised, he couldn't help frowning slightly, stretched out a hand, and stroked his cheek and forehead.

A touch of emerald green Yimu essence, with pure and rich vitality, is revealed at the fingertips.

At this moment, seeing Duanchou suddenly reaching out to caress her, Song Jinyu was taken aback for a moment, her whole delicate body froze and stiffened for an instant, for some reason, there was an inexplicable heartbeat speeding up, feeling tense and cramped.

It was just a simple movement, and she had no time to take care of it, and she didn't even see the emerald green light, but countless distracting thoughts emerged in her heart, and in the end, there were countless clues, and she continued to cut and unreasonable, so she blushed and stared blankly at the broken Sorrow's hand stretched out, getting closer and closer.

Song Jinyu's eyes were wide open, her palms were sweating, and at this moment she even forgot how to breathe. She had never felt this flustered feeling even when her father was alive.

Finally, a warm and generous hand with some rough texture touched her face, and like a frightened rabbit, her whole body became weak and trembled slightly.

Duanchou wiped away the dust and blood on Song Jinyu's face with a flick of his hand, Yimu's essence flowed, and almost the moment his hand left, the wound on her forehead healed and healed, as before, white and clean.

"Huh? What's wrong?!"

It didn't take much time before and after, Duanchou stopped, seeing Song Jinyu's expression was a little strange, he couldn't help asking.

"Ah I."

Waking up with a start, Song Jinyu came back to his senses and felt the wound on his forehead healed. Thinking about the action of breaking his sorrow just now, he immediately knew that he was overthinking and misunderstood something.

And just when she didn't know how to answer, a beast's roar came from the underground tunnel, and then, the earth shook, and two figures, one man and one dragon, shattered the rocks and fell into the cave.

"Water ant!"

Duanchou and Song Jinyu looked at each other, their faces changed slightly, the former had already ignored it, but the latter had just woken up and had no idea what happened.

"Damn it, Master, help me, this beast is too cruel, I can't handle it, if you don't come, Xiao Hei will die!!"

Xiao Hei rolled down and fell to the ground, his whole body was covered with scars, most of the dragon scales were shattered and fell off, but he didn't dare to delay for a moment, as soon as he appeared, he cried for his father and mother, rolled and crawled towards Duanchou's place, It seems that there is something terrifying, chasing after him, and the miserable appearance makes people unable to bear to look directly at him.

It's hard to imagine that this guy is actually a majestic black dragon with ancient blood.

Not far from it, the god general Zhuota, who is stronger than him and has the power to transcend the realm, is even more miserable. His clothes are in tatters, and his body is lined with rows of torn and pierced tooth scars, corrosion marks, and large pieces. Frost-frozen, flame-burning injuries are even more shocking, making one's scalp numb.

This is Zhuota, the physique of a god general. If the true king of the holy realm with an ordinary fairy body is replaced by such a serious injury, not to mention dying on the spot, but at least this physical body is absolutely useless. Now it is alive and kicking, running left and right.

Seeing this, Duanchou's gaze was cold, but before he could make a move, there was a huge black dragon snake-like figure swimming out of the underground tunnel, hissing and roaring, extremely majestic.

It seemed that he already knew that the Sword Lord of Seven Kills was dead. As soon as the ferocious beast appeared, it locked its eyes. Its scarlet and stern eyes showed ferocious murderous intent. Sorrow rushed over, her mouth open with blood, and before she got close, a jet of black poisonous mist spewed out.

"Beast!"

Duanchou looked coldly, and said indifferently.

Behind him, the Tianlin Sword roared, the sword was cold, the Seven Kills vibrated suddenly, and a terrifying hostility rushed to the sky, wanting to let go.

But at this moment, there was an even bigger and terrifying figure stepping forward, with a mighty dragon's power, its claws fell like the sky, tearing and smashing down.

Suppress the world, and the universe is broken!
(End of this chapter)