The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 827: Teaching teachers and destroying ancestors

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The sword **** woke up and saw himself lying in a broken room, squatting a person not far away, a lot of blood on his clothes, his head buried in his knees, and squatting on the ground.

The sword **** propped his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, only to find that his whole body was soft, puffed, and fell to the ground again.

The man was startled suddenly, like a startled bird, his eyes full of fear, Junxiu's appearance had long been replaced by fear.

This person is the escaped Song Yu.

"Master!"

Seeing that the sword **** woke up, Song Yu hurriedly came over and supported the sword god. The sword **** was injured and his spirit was weak, like an ordinary old man.

He also holds a half-unknown sword, with a large depression in his chest, a pale complexion, and a weak breath.

The sword **** raised his eyelids and saw Song Yu. The look was extremely complicated. This action failed. Song Clan has an inescapable responsibility. For Song Yu, he will naturally not face Yan Yue, coldly said: "Where are we?" >

"Master, I saved you. We have fled that place. This is the suburban urban-rural junction. No one can find us."

Such a dirty and messy place, Song Dashao would never dabble before, but now he has to come here in order to escape.

"What about other people?" Sword God asked.

Song Yu's eyes were red, and he burst into tears: "wū wū woo, Master, my grandfather and father are dead. Other people die, I escape, I don't know ..."

This time, I was confident to kill Tang Zheng, but I did n’t expect it to become like this. I was defeated, and even the sword **** was seriously injured.

The sword **** looks dim, no doubt, this is the most tragic time since his debut. It can be seen that the Song Yu, which is incomparable on weekdays, is like a woman, crying and crying. The sword **** is very famous and screaming: "A big man, crying and crying, what kind of system?"

Song Yu's cry came to an abrupt halt, staring at the sword **** with a chill.

"Well, if I weren't your Song Clan this time, how would I become like this?" Sword Divine Aura didn't hit one place.

Song Yu immediately buried his head in his chest, but his hands were clenched into fists, and his family broke down, and the master still has to blame. It is too much.

But the dignity of the Sword God is deeply rooted in people ’s hearts, he dare not refute it. If he wants to avenge his revenge, he can only count on the Sword God. , My family has been killed, and we must revenge. "

cough cough!

The sword **** coughed violently and said weakly: "Revenge ... Of course, revenge."

However, his eyes darkened. These two words were easy to say, and how difficult it was to do.

Sword God knows his injury very well and knows that his life is about to die. What is the sacred woman in white? He does n’t even know. I ’m afraid he does n’t even know Venerable Lord.

That matter is too big, he has to pay attention, he is anxious to pass this information back, but he can no longer support to go back to Sword Pavilion.

But before he dies, he has to figure out one more thing, that is the truth about the death of the sword thirteen.

He did n’t believe what Tang Zheng said, but it is not the same as before. He recalled the scene at that time and could n’t help but doubt. Tang Zheng was assisted by a woman in white, and there was no need to fabricate lies. Moreover, the reaction of Song Clan was too fierce and too weird.

Thinking at this moment, there are many unreasonable points.

Jian Thirteen is his most important apprentice. Even if he died soon, he would like to understand the ins and outs.

"disciple, I ask you something, you must tell me honestly." Shen Shen asked.

The Song Yu groaned in his heart, and there was an ominous hunch, and he asked anxiously, "What is it?"

The sword **** stared at Song Yu scorchingly. Although he was about to die soon, his eyes were sharp at the moment, just like sword edge, still Song Yu could not look directly at him, and he asked in a loud voice: "How did your big Senior Brother sword 13 die ? "

Song Yu panicked and said: "Master, don't you know it already, big Senior Brother ... wasn't he killed by Tang Zheng?"

"Is it?" Sword God asked.

"This ..." Song Yu panicked, hesitating, and nodded hesitantly for a long time, "Yes."

"Nonsense!" Although Jianshen didn't get along with Song Yu for a long time, he knew him. Looking at him like this, how could he not know that he was lying.

At the time, he already believed what Tang Zheng said, and the death of his apprentice is probably inseparable from Song Clan.

"Do you still want to hide things up to now? Lift your head, look into my eyes, and tell me, is it true that Tang Zheng said? You can't avoid it, let Jian XIII go alone to block it. Eye-catching? "Sword God asked fiercely.

The scared soul of Song Yu is about to fly, and he kneels on the ground with a puff, crying and saying, "Yes ..."

Jian Shen's eyes widened, he was short of breath and coughed constantly.

It turned out that the death of his apprentice was like this. Song Clan hid and pushed the sword thirteen. Although the sword thirteen had a great skill in swordsmanship, it has something in common with the sword god, that is love the sword Like a fool, he is not very clever to other people, so he was pitted by Song Clan.

"Master, what are you doing?" Song Yu asked quickly when he saw the sword **** coughing.

Jiangjin finally stopped coughing and looked at Song Yu fiercely, saying: "I really regret receiving you as a disciple, you Song Clan actually killed Jian XIII, everything in Song Clan is taken by myself, if not I suffer I am injured, I am afraid that with this alone, I will not make you Song Clan better. "

Jiangshen is jealous and hatred. He didn't give Song Yu a face at all and said directly.

Song Yu is a big shock. If the sword **** wants to destroy Song Clan, even if there are ten Song Clan, it is not his opponent.

At the moment, Song Yu's heart was angry and crackling, the fist in his hand could not help but tightened, the teeth were bitten, and there was a murderous flash in his eyes.

However, he dared not do anything. The prestige of the sword **** had already penetrated into his bones, and he did not dare to commit crimes.

"Master respects anger, this is also our feelings. If Tang Zheng pressed hard, we wouldn't make a decision." Song Yu took a deep breath, depressing his heart a thousand times, excuses pitifully.

"Well, this is the man of your big family, one by one is insidious and cunning, and only knows to sacrifice others, to protect himself, and despicable." Sword God has a deep feeling for master and disciple of Sword XIII, and he still uttered angrily.

Song Yu's complexion became extremely ugly, but he was only promised, I don't know how to respond.

For a long time, Sword God ’s anger calmed down a little, and said, "Look up, look at me, and listen to my orders."

Song Yu raised his head anxiously and saw that the sword god's face was paler, like a dead man, and he was startled.

The sword **** took out a token from his arms and said: "You go back to Sword Pavilion and bring this token to you, Senior Brother, tell him, from then on, he will be the successor of Sword Pavilion, be sure to lead Sword Pavilion, Develop step by step. ”

Song Yu looked at the token stunned. He knew that it was the token of the owner Sword Pavilion. With this token, Sword Pavilion must listen to its orders.

"Master is actually going to pass on the second Senior Brother, could it be his injury ..." Song Yu was shocked and looked at the sword **** scorchingly, and he increasingly felt that his condition was very bad.

So, he tentatively said: "Master, you are still alive, how come you are in the second Senior Brother? With your leadership, our Sword Pavilion can be stronger."

The sword god's eyes were dark, and he sighed long and short: "I can't do it anymore. That white woman is too powerful. That blow directly cut off my vitality. If it weren't for my deep cultivation level, I'm afraid I won't be able to support it now." /

Song Yu's complexion changed suddenly and said, "She was so powerful?"

"Yes, this person is too powerful. Be sure to tell Venerable Lord this news when you go back. You must ask Venerable Lord to pay attention to this person." Jian Shen urged.

"Venerable Lord ..."

Song Yu groaned again. He only heard a little about the name of Venerable Lord. He had never seen a real person, but he knew that this person was the person behind Sword Pavilion. Up and down Sword Pavilion, even the sword **** would listen to his orders.

So, Song Yu is curious and in awe of Venerable Lord. In this world, there is a person who can make the sword **** bow his head. How powerful is this person, Song Yu is hard to imagine.

"Yes, although you have not seen Venerable Lord, but you will have a chance to see it this time. You must respect Venerable Lord. Any commands of Venerable Lord must be executed without discount. Have you heard?"

"Yes ... Master, are you really bad?"

"Yeah, it won't work anymore. I didn't expect my life to be the end of the whole life. This is the end." The sword **** sighed and took out another sword score. The cover wrote five simple characters of "The Milky Way Falls Nine Heavens."

The Song Yu is beating wildly. He knows that this is the master's most proud and powerful Sword Technique. He won Tang Zheng with this set of Sword Technique.

Mr. Master would like to teach him this set of Sword Technique?

Song Yu's small heart is very excited, and his face becomes flushed.

Unexpectedly, Jianshen's next sentence made his heart fall to the bottom of the valley, and his face froze directly.

"This set of galaxy falls nine days Sword Technique, you give you the second Senior Brother, and there are many of my comprehension of swordsmanship, let you two Senior Brother good students to learn and practice, and strive for an early achievement."

"This ... isn't it for me?" Song Yu asked in disappointment.

"Huh, you Song Clan killed Jian XIII, and I was implicated because of it. Do you still want me to pass on my life-long learning to it? I am delusional!" Jian Shen reprimanded mercilessly.

Normally, he also reprimanded disciples in this way, and no one dared to talk back, so this habit was developed, even if the life was hanging on the line, it could not be changed.

Song Yu was so angry that he said, "You are all dying, do you want to reprimand me like this?" And so eccentric, gave everything to the second Senior Brother, I have nothing, unfair, unfair!

A cry broke out in his heart, and his face became very ugly.

The sword **** looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Did you hear my words? Give it to you IISenior Brother."

Song Yu yelled violently and said, "Give him everything, what do I have? I am not your microphone."

"I didn't punish you, it's already considered in the sentiment of master and disciple, do you still want extravagance?" Sword God burst into rage.

"Haha, you are all going to die. Only you know what you say, I say I am the next generation owner of Sword Pavilion, 2 Senior Brother, hum, only to listen to my orders." Song Yu suddenly laughed, it was difficult in his eyes Cover the madness.

The sword **** giggled, and said, "Dare you not listen to my orders, this is to bully the teacher and destroy the ancestor."

"Haha, you are all dying, what about bullying the ancestors? Since you said this, then I will let you see what is meant by real bullying the ancestors."

The killing masterpiece of Song Yu suddenly grabbed the sword **** by the neck and pinched him out.

"You ... a traitor ... bullying the master and destroying the ancestor ..." The sword **** was so exhausted that he couldn't get up directly. He struggled weakly a few times, staring at his eyes, and died.

Song Yu grabbed the token and sword spectrum, and grinned grimly: "From now on, I will be the master of Sword Pavilion, and I will practice the supreme Sword Technique. Tang Zheng, I will avenge you, so you ca n’t survive, you ca n’t die, ha Haha! "