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Chapter 147 Yuanshen enters the sword
Miezhi's figure was straightened, and the sword around him was soaring.

The surrounding space cracked, and the black hair danced wildly.

The Tianzhao Sword in his hand was raised high, like a round of scorching sun breaking through the horizon, the dazzling light bloomed brightly, spurting out beams of sword energy, and then swept away unstoppably.

With the fall of that sword, the whole land seemed to be doomsday.

The earth cracked.

The air roared.

Space torn.

All the ancient trees within a radius of hundreds of meters were cut into pieces.

Even the sky... is about to collapse.

"What? What... what's going on here?"

The black-clothed killer looked terrified.

He actually felt the breath of death from Miezhi's sword.

"Do not."

"This is impossible."

He shook his head, and quickly formed seals with his hands.

The black fire burned blazingly again, and the black fire god lotus on top of his head transformed again.

But this time, the divine lotus with a majestic and destructive aura appeared so insignificant in front of Jianzhi's sword, even... nothingness.

Shenlian roared out, but it seemed as if nothing had sunk into the sea, without stirring up any waves.

But Mie Zhi's sword fell hard.

Rumble.

The mountains trembled like an earthquake.

Huge cracks spread across the ground like spider webs.

An infinite storm of sword energy stirred up yellow sand all over the sky, and billowing smoke and dust.

Even Su Yang was caught in that storm and was thrown tens of meters away.

But Su Yang's eyes never moved away for a moment.

The most respectful pupil passed through the sky filled with yellow sand, seeing everything in the field clearly.

He first saw the killer in black fall down without any accident under that sword.

Then he saw the figure of Mie Zhi also collapsed on the ground.

Su Yang's heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

He wanted very much to go up and help Mie Zhi up, but his body was completely uncontrollable, and it became extremely difficult to even move his fingers.

He could only watch helplessly as the aura of Miezhi became nothingness little by little, and in the end it was completely gone.

A gust of wind blew past, blowing away the yellow sand all over the sky, and the surroundings were quiet, as if nothing had happened.

But Su Yang's heart was roaring crazily.

He... just died like this?

The violent emotional fluctuations made Su Yang's consciousness more and more blurred. He vaguely saw a ray of light flying out of Miezhi's body, and then quickly penetrated into the Amaterasu Sword in his hand.

Tianzhao sword trembled violently, and flew towards Su Yang tremblingly.

In a daze, Su Yang even heard the voice of Miezhi.

Is it hallucinations and auditory hallucinations?
It seems that I am not far from death...

Su Yang passed out completely.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yang suddenly woke up.

What came into my eyes was a cave with dim light.

"I... not dead?"

He sat up panting.

But a sweet voice came from beside my ear: "Little brother, are you finally awake?"

Turning his head, he saw an eleven or twelve-year-old girl looking at him with big eyes blinking.

"You saved... me?"

Su Yang was stunned.

The little girl shook her head: "Little brother, it's strange to say that there is a flying sword in the world, and it was that flying sword that brought you to my grandfather and me, allowing us to save you in time."

"A flying sword?"

Su Yang's spirit was shaken suddenly.

The picture before his coma rang in his mind.

Could it be... Miezhi is not dead.

Although his primordial spirit left his body, he entered the Tianzhao sword?

If so, that would be great.

As long as Miezhi is still alive, Su Yang will definitely have a way to reshape his physical body in the future!
"Where is that sword?"

Su Yang was very anxious.

"Little brother, the flying sword has been snatched by those bad guys from the Artifact Sect. Because after my grandfather and I saved you, it happened to be found by the disciples of the Artifact Sect who chased us all the way. The flying sword The sword stepped forward and helped us hold back the disciples of the Sacrificial Equipment Sect, thus giving us time to escape here."

The little girl's name is Wang Lin, and she calls herself Lin'er.

She seems to be very dissatisfied with the so-called sacrificial instrument sect.

"Sacrificial Artifact Sect?"

Su Yang frowned.

Before he recovered, there was a sudden sound of fighting outside the cave.

There were also screams.

"It's not good, little brother, those bad guys from the Artifact Sect are here again. They killed Lin'er's parents, but now they want to wipe out Lin'er and grandpa. Grandpa and the rest of the family are not their opponents. If Move your hands..."

Lin'er was full of fear, and tears were already rolling in her eyes.

Although Su Yang didn't know exactly what happened, since he was rescued by this little girl and her grandfather, he would not stand idly by for reasons of reason.

Although he just woke up just now, Lin'er and her grandfather must have given Su Yang a lot of precious medicines, which made his body improve a lot.

"Lin'er, you have to remember, don't be afraid at any time. Because being afraid will only make your enemies more arrogant towards you. The best way to face them is to improve your strength and use your fists to make them fear you. Only in this way can you protect yourself and your loved ones."

Su Yang comforted the little girl.

The little girl's eyes flickered, and she nodded with a vague understanding.

Su Yang smiled slightly: "Go, go out with my little brother and eliminate those bad guys."

When Su Yang led Wang Lin out of the cave, almost a dozen members of the Wang family had been killed. There was only one gray-haired old man holding a spear, standing in front of another group of disciples wearing Zongmen costumes.

When the old man saw Su Yang and Wang Lin, he didn't even think about it, and immediately shouted: "Little brother, are you awake? Great, take Lin'er away from here immediately, the farther the better, I'll help you stop it." These bastards."

"Haha, just an old guy like you who is half buried in the ground is trying to stop me from offering sacrifices to the disciples of the Lianzong? Now, I will let your soul return to the loess."

A disciple of the Artifact Sect sneered contemptuously.

The next moment, the iron whip in his hand slammed down on the old man's head with a howling wind.

Once drawn, the old man's head will surely explode.

However, when the iron whip fell, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the old man like a breeze.

I saw that he stretched out his hand to grab at will, and actually grabbed the vigorous iron whip in his hand.

There is no doubt that it was Su Yang who shot.

"A mere disciple of a small sect dares to act wild here. Court death."

While speaking, Su Yang pulled his arm violently, and the iron whip fell directly into his hands.

As soon as the words fell, the iron whip in his hand was pulled out, and it landed on the head of the sacrificial instrument sect disciple. Suddenly, blood spattered all over the place. , directly died.

"What? Where did you come from, you wild boy? How dare you kill someone from my Artifact Sect? Today, you will be cut into pieces. Everyone, let's go together."

All the disciples of the Sacrifice Sect became angry, and more than 20 people all rushed towards Su Yang aggressively.

(End of this chapter)