Chu Yang was silent for a while, then slowly took the ring, and said firmly: "Master, whenever I achieve something, I will definitely let the name of the Heavenly Sword spread throughout the Far West."
Yue Buli burst out laughing, looked at the mighty Ren Pingsheng in the sky, patted Chu Yang on the shoulder, and said with satisfaction, "Let's go, or it will be too late."
"Master, aren't you leaving?" Chu Yang asked.
"I will live and die with the sect," Yue Buli shook his head, "I caused the incident, and it will surely subside with my sacrifice.
It's just that the price is too high. "
Yue Buli sighed, looking at the devastated sect, "Damn soul, this is created by the joint efforts of several generations."
...
Seeing Chu Yang's leaving figure, he glanced at the world with nostalgia again, and then rose into the air to kill Ren Pingsheng.
When the power of the emperor's pattern and destiny blessed him, Ren Pingsheng was like a demon god descending from the sky, holding his head high between the heaven and the earth, with the sun-swallowing ax full of black energy.
When the ax fell, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the space broke, and everything disappeared in silence.
The space on the horizon was severely torn open, and the torn space continued for a few minutes, but it still hadn't healed.
The boundless magic energy brought the spatial turbulence in the tearing space and turned the whole world upside down.
After the long sword held by the old man Tianjian collided with the sun-swallowing axe, sparks flew all over the place.
In just a moment, the long sword shattered into pieces.
The ethereal aura of Sword Master Baiyun was no longer there, he wrapped the Sun-Tuning Ax with his fly whisk, trying to pull the Sun-Tuning Ax over.
But the boundless devilish energy immediately swallowed his fly whisk, the white jade sword master looked horrified, and hurriedly stepped aside with the old man Tianjian.
It was just a simple move, and the weapons of the two were destroyed like this.
The Sun Swallowing Ax in Ren Pingsheng's hand was raised high above his head, and in just one breath, the ax became several times bigger.
The demonic energy billowed in the sky, and all the black mist gathered together. As the giant ax swiped heavily, the black mist seemed to be guided.
It was as if a meteorite fell from the sky, and all fell to the territory of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Countless "rumbling" sounds exploded on the ground, accompanied by the extreme collision of demon energy.
The glory of Tianjianzong for hundreds of years was completely destroyed.
The dust and mist filled the air, and everything came to an end. The old man Tianjian looked at the sect that had been completely destroyed, his canthus was cracked, and his eyes were red.
Seeing Old Man Tianjian, Sword Master Baiyun and Yue Buli all rushing towards him recklessly, Ren Pingsheng looked indifferent, in the aftermath of the destruction, he seemed to see the scene of his Ren family being wiped out in the past reflected in front of his eyes.
He slowly swung the Sun-swallowing giant ax in his hand, and then everything fell into silence.
The breeze was blowing from a distance, and the black mist in the sky had dissipated, and a few white clouds were particularly eye-catching under the blue sky.
This world is very quiet, so quiet that you can even hear your heartbeat, as if the devastating battle just now did not exist.
If it weren't for the smoke-filled sect on the ground, which had become ruins, the world would never be able to imagine the fierceness of the battle.
Ren Pingsheng stood on the edge of the sky, looking at the sunset that was already fading away.
There were two lines of hot tears in the corner of his eyes, "I got revenge, but why didn't I feel a little bit of happiness, but was so depressed in my heart!"
He descended from the sky, stood in the middle of the ruins, and looked at the masterpiece he had created.
The injury on his body was still serious, he took a few pills to stabilize the injury, and then left Tianjianzong to find a place to heal his injury.
... ...
After Chu Yang left Tianjianzong, he headed west all the way, and the black mist behind him landed like a meteorite.
He desperately ran towards the west, but the speed of the black mist was extremely fast, and the range of the explosion was very wide.
After avoiding several black mist attacks, he was finally hit by a black mist.
When the black mist hit him at the last moment, Chu Yang activated the Qingyun battle body.
Crimson blue permeated his whole body, a swirl symbol appeared on his forehead, and the light of life flowed between his hair.
His ears also became slender and sharp like elves.
Then he was hit by the black mist and completely lost consciousness.
...
After an unknown amount of time, Chu Yang woke up from a coma.
His whole body was a little sore and weak, but fortunately he was not injured.
Chu Yang knew that this was due to Qingyun's battle body. In addition to increasing his overall strength, Qingyun's battle body also came with a battle body skill.
"Light of life."
Can quickly recover from his own injuries.
He looked at the environment he was in now, it seemed that he was at the bottom of a cliff.
Chu Yang remembered that there was indeed a cliff near Tianjianzong.
Black water flows past him, and the surrounding trees are lush.
Chu Yang suddenly discovered that there are times in this life that are really destined, and the river in front of him is the Heishui River.
The Blackwater River spans the entire western region, and it is said that one end of it is in the center of the Eastern Continent.
I was on the Blackwater Peak when I snatched the Qingyun Battle Body before, but I didn't expect to see the Blackwater River again now.
... ...
"Little Yangzi, are you alright?" Inside the ring, the old man Samsara asked with concern.
"It's okay, thanks to the Qingyun War Body, but I'm afraid the other people in the sect," Chu Yang was silent for a while, and let out a deep breath.
"Don't think too much, just get out of here," said the old man of Samsara.
Chu Yang nodded, and looked at the head ring on his right hand. He knew that this was a heavy responsibility.
After looking around for a while, Chu Yang was about to follow the Heishui River.
But he found that there was a very hidden hole on the cliff in front of him.
The entrance of the cave is covered by vines, because there are no living things here for many years, and the surrounding weeds are overgrown.
If he hadn't been lucky, he probably wouldn't have found the hole.
After thinking for a while, Chu Yang picked up a stone from the bank and threw it into the cave to see if there was any danger.
After making sure that there was no movement inside, he pulled out the Dragon Sword, and the long sword surged with aura, cutting off the vines with a few strokes.
Chu Yang walked into the entrance of the cave. The light inside was a bit dark, and the space was not very large. It seemed that it was artificially made.
There is nothing in the cave, only a stone table is placed in the middle, and a very simple book is placed on the stone table.
It was already covered with dust, Chu Yang blew on the dust, and gently picked up the book.
On the yellowed cover there was only one large character written, "Forget."
"What is this? It doesn't look like a technique or a pulse technique," Chu Yang muttered to himself, but this forgotten word seemed to carry some special meaning.
He slowly turned to the first page of the book, and after reading it for a while, he realized that it was an autobiography.