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Chapter 2382 Cut off!

"That's the end? I don't believe it!"

Yan Mietian pouted his cheeks, his tiger eyes were filled with resentment, staring at the blood-colored sky as if oozing blood.

That son of a god who could break through the sea of ​​flames of the Buddha, was killed by Dugu City just like that?

His lover Xuchen and Yanlin were still in seclusion, waiting for Su Yi to come, Yan Mie Tianshi's nose twitched, and he looked angrily at Dugu City, which was fleeing in the distance.

"Dugu City, you bastard! Why do you have to let Su Yi be buried with something that is not worth dying for!"

With love in their hearts, all the powerhouses of the Leiyan Temple behind them had witnessed Su Yi's feat that day, and now seeing the death of a generation of arrogance, they all lowered their faces and lamented!
With his back to everyone, but also able to understand the pain in Yun Zhong's centrifugation, as if he could go deep, even if he sacrificed his own life, he would exchange Su Yi's life.

Without Su Yi, Yunjing will always be like duckweed in that endless star field.

Thinking of his beloved Jing'er, and his old friend Su Jingyuan, Yun Zhongli regretted it, and just wanted to scold himself for coming so late.

"Go!" A voice close to roar roared, and Yun Zhongli's figure was indistinct, turning into a white streamer and flying away!

Above the void, Lie Yan (raging flames) and azure blue waves soon rushed into the cracks in the space, looking at Dugu City being besieged by members of the Wan Dao Sword League, Yan Mietian and Ye Yi both sneered.

"After three months, Shenlong Ceremony, there will be a battle between you and me!" Yan Mietian's eyes were gloomy, although Ye Yi was not the mastermind this time, he was also considered an accomplice!

The five great aristocratic families have already torn their faces, so Yan Mietian doesn't need to be meandering when he speaks.

On the side of Tianlan Haicheng, Su Yi is dead, Ye Yi is even more unscrupulous, and said with a faint smile: "Please accompany me! The Temple of Thunder Flame, I will trample it with my own hands!"

Yan Mietian spat fiercely, "Bah! Damn bitch! It's up to you! Listen to your husband-in-law more!"

Ye Yi looked up coldly, the balance of victory had already tilted, and Yan Mietian's words didn't have the slightest deterrent effect on him.

Seeing Ying Wuxiu next to him with iron face, staring at the deep void like ashes, Ye Yi said softly: "Go back and explain to Lian'er carefully!"

"I always feel in my heart that it won't end so easily!"

After a long while, Ying Wuxiu raised his head, Gujing Wubo's eyes were full of fluctuations, Ying Wuxiu runs the Lingbao Pavilion of six continents, three states and one sea, and he has seen as many people as crucian carp crossing the river.

Su Yi really ended like this?Even if he was alive, it was like talking in the night, but Ying Wuxiu still didn't want to believe that such a shocking talent fell like this!

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, there is no way to explore the depths of the earth, even if you are alive, can you come out?" Ye Yi shook his head.

Ying Wuxiu was speechless immediately, Ye Yi patted Ying Wuxiu's shoulder, and said softly: "Wuxiu, I know you love talents! But he has offended an existence he can't offend! People from the Sky Demon Sect, you can't stay!"

His eyes dimmed, and Ying Wuxiu curled his lips bitterly. I really can't imagine what Tianman will be like in the future!
"Let's go! The Shenlong Ceremony, I think it's the day when the sky will collapse!"

After all, none of the people in Tianlan Haicheng was injured, and they returned to the Tianlan Sea with the good news of the fall of the Wandao Sword League.

The audience was in chaos, the turbulent wind was blowing the fragmented ruins, the stench of blood spread all over the sky, and the smell was overwhelming, making anyone who heard it sick.

The only quiet existence is Situ Muyang above the void, with the last bit of hope, he slowly came to this endless abyss.

The dark abyss had no end, and the feeling of suffocation without seeing the bottom made Situ Muyang shed tears.

"Little Master Uncle."

In the Excalibur Gate, I met my junior uncle for the first time. At that time, the two were invincible and won the first place in the competition.

Afterwards, Su Yi's terrifying growth made him a mountain on his way of cultivation, Situ Muyang practiced with hatred, just hoping to overcome this mountain of Su Yi.

Unexpectedly, Su Yi was sent into this black abyss by himself.

"Clap clap clap!"

Situ Muyang knew very well in his heart that Su Yi knew whether the Wandao Sword Union had cooperated sincerely.

For the sake of himself and Dugu Yumo, Su Yi was willing to take a risk, but the little master uncle really miscalculated the Wandao Sword Alliance.

This wasn't Wan Dao Sword Union killing Su Yi, it was Wan Dao Sword Union killing Su Yi together.

Throat moved, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, Situ Muyang wanted to go down and take a look, even if he was smashed to pieces.

Gently moving his feet, when he reached the edge of the abyss, Situ Muyang's eyes were filled with the will to die. With a loud shout, Situ Muyang, who spread his wings, fell straight into the abyss!

The dark white winged battle armor protected Situ Muyang, and the Shuofeng sword intent ruthlessly brushed past Situ Muyang. In less than half an hour, Situ Muyang was thrown up by the force of the earth's core!

"Boom!"

He fell heavily on the abyss, and invisible fluctuations spread out terrifying cracks. Situ Muyang, who was lying on the ground, looked up to the sky, his face was pale, and blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

"try again!"

Still not giving up, whether it's his belief in Su Yi or his own atonement, Situ Muyang feels that only in this way can he feel better.

"Boom!"

This time the time was shorter, within half a quarter of an hour, Situ Muyang was thrown up, but fell even harder!
The wind armor fluttered with the wind, and the light spots fluttered like stars in Situ Muyang's eyes. He stretched out his hand to grab it, but a heart-piercing pain surged up, several bones were broken, and his flesh and blood trembled.

Do you want to continue?
This almost self-mutilation method was Situ Muyang's method of peace of mind, and he tried three more times, each time getting faster and heavier than the first time!

For the last time, Situ Muyang, who was lying in the middle of the crack, his eyes were blurred, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his soul and flesh and blood seemed to be splitting apart. This pain even gave rise to hallucinations.

"Little uncle! Sister Ruoxi! Sister Yumo!"

The blood was stuck in his throat, and he didn't care if he coughed until his eyes were filled with stars. His fists were already bloody and covered with gravel. Situ Muyang tried to catch the images of Su Yi and his two sisters in the sky, but he couldn't catch them.

"Da da!"

A haggard figure walked to Situ Muyang's side, Dugu hated seeing his grandson so uncomfortable, and felt like a knife was twisting his heart.

"Muyang, get up, I'll take you to heal your injuries!"

As soon as the words fell, a trembling voice came from Dugu Hen's throat, Situ Muyang, who was stiff and powerless, flicked Dugu Hen's arm away without even looking at it!

He walked towards this distance with his footsteps vain, and after taking two steps, he fell down again.

Falling, getting up, getting up, falling down, under the sad eyes of one after another, Situ Muyang actually walked away.

"After today, I, Situ Muyang, and Wan Dao Sword will cut off all ties! Dugu hates, and there is no blood relationship!"

(End of this chapter)