I, signed in Wannian, was exposed by the beautiful apprentice

The young man in black took a deep breath, and immediately prepared to tear the void and escape from here.

"Want to go?"

Ye Yun tapped lightly with his hand.

At this moment, he cast the immobilization technique.

The young man in black who was tearing apart the void suddenly stopped, and was fixed in midair like a clay sculpture.

Ye Yun grabbed it with his big hand, and saw an unimaginable force descending on him.

The Shura armor on his body was grabbed abruptly and fell into Ye Yun's hands in an instant.

"Jianzun, I have taken back the Shura armor, the next two will continue to fight."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, put away the Shura armor, flew to the square, and landed beside the dark blood green wood dragon.

All the monks in the realm of the gods around him took a few steps back, and then stared at Ye Yun enthusiastically with adoring eyes.

The mysterious sword cultivator in white is really too strong.

All kinds of magical means are incredible.

Even a strong man at the first level of the Godly Realm couldn't survive a single move in his hands.

"He took back the Shura armor so easily?"

In mid-air, Liu Yiyi was dumbfounded, and her originally icy and beautiful face became extremely weird.

In the void opposite her, the young man in black still maintained his original movement of tearing the void, like a clay sculpture.

Ye Yun tapped lightly with his hand.

The immobilization technique on the young man in black disappeared immediately.

The body of the black-clothed youth regained his freedom of movement in an instant.

But the great panic in his heart made his body already stiff.

Just now he was rigidly fixed in mid-air. Although his body could not move, his mind and consciousness could still move.

"What kind of supernatural power is this? It suddenly made me unable to move. If this is struck by a sword, will I still be alive?"

The young man in black thought in horror.

Now that he had lost his Shura armor, he no longer had the courage to fight against the imposing Sword Master.

Liu Yiyi's tender body flickered, and she appeared in front of him in an instant, pointing her sword at his chest.

The black youth felt desperate, closed his eyes, and was about to abandon this body.

Liu Yiyi looked excited, and said coldly: "You destroyed my doll, damn it!"

puff!

The sword in Liu Yiyi's hand slammed into the chest of the young man in black, and his heart burst on the spot.

A ray of light suddenly shot up from between the eyebrows of the young man in black.

In mid-air, it turned into an illusory figure.

"Liu Yiyi, you really dare to do something to me?"

The illusory primordial spirit in mid-air waved his arms and said angrily.

Liu Yiyi looked indifferent, and said in a low voice: "If you don't destroy those dolls, I will naturally take into account the friendship of my classmates."

"Ha ha……"

The illusory primordial spirit suddenly laughed.

"Liu Yiyi! I know that the man you like is dead long ago, and you will never see him again in your life. Compared to me losing a clone, you are much more miserable, haha."

"Separate?"

Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.

The young man in black in front of him is actually just a clone?

The avatars have already reached the half-step godly state, so the real deity has reached the godly state?

This guy, how could he practice so fast?

"Liu Yiyi, to tell you the truth, my true self has already broken through to the Godly Realm, and sooner or later, I will seek revenge from you."

The illusory primordial spirit laughed twice, looked at the young man in white on the square, and said mockingly: "You foreign monk, you can't stay in Jianyun Sect forever, right? As long as you leave, Liu Yiyi will Will not be my opponent."

"What you said makes sense."

Ye Yun smiled lightly, his expression still extremely relaxed.

So what if he broke through the realm of gods?

He has plenty of ways to make Liu Yiyi even stronger.

The illusory primordial spirit was about to speak, when suddenly he was in a trance.

"Huh? What happened just now?"

The illusory primordial spirit violently shook his head, a little unbelievable for the trance feeling just now...

The corners of Ye Yun's mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile.

At this moment, he activated the sky disillusionment eye and read the memory of this primordial spirit.

According to memory, Jiang Hengyue of Tongtian Island is not dead yet.

The guy in front of him regarded himself as his identity, and after snatching the Shura armor, he left automatically.

He didn't easily deal with those few monks who had cultivated in the True God Realm.

With a low cultivation level, it became Jiang Hengyue's life-saving trump card.

This guy's real body is in a hidden cave that is far away from Da Luoyu at this moment.

It won't be able to come out in a short time.

"Jianzun, it is not your style to cut grass but not root."

Thinking of this, Ye Yun suddenly looked at Liu Yiyi with a smile on his face.

Liu Yiyi was taken aback for a moment.

Why is this sentence so familiar?

10 years ago, her most beloved man once told her so.

laugh!

Liu Yiyi raised her sword without hesitation, and killed this illusory primordial spirit with one strike.

"Liu Yiyi, just wait for me, I will be back sooner or later."

The primordial spirit split into two, and before it disappeared, it suddenly roared ferociously.

This sound rumbled and spread throughout Jianyunzong.

Afterwards, the primordial spirit that was divided into two completely disappeared into the heaven and earth.

"I am waiting."

Liu Yiyi put her long sword back into its sheath, and stood in the void like a peerless god-level sword, emitting endless light.

At this moment, the confident and glamorous Sword Master stunned all the monks below.

Chapter 412 Official Reunion After 10 Years

"As expected of Sword Master."

"Her senior brother doesn't have the Shura armor, even if he is half a step into the Godly Realm, he is still not an opponent of the tenth-level Sword Master in the Godly King Realm."

"Sword Master is very strong, he is worthy of being the number one swordsman in Da Luoyu..."

Many monks below looked at that graceful and graceful figure with fanaticism in their eyes.

But there are also some people who have a trace of worry in the depths of their eyes.

After all, the young man in black said before he died that this was just his clone.

And his true self has already cultivated to the state of God.

Such practice.

If he came to Da Luoyu to challenge Jian Zun, I am afraid Jian Zun would not be his opponent.

"This is the end of the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, thank you all friends for coming."

Sword Master's cold voice suddenly spread from the air, announcing the end of this grand event.

Many monks stared blankly at the glamorous sword master in the void, as if unwilling to leave.

Sword Master turned around, before leaving.

She stared deeply at the man in white standing in the square, as if thinking of something, a look of pain suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The next moment, Sword Master disappeared out of thin air.

"wait for me here."

Looking at the painful look in Liu Yiyi's beautiful eyes, a string in Ye Yun's heart was suddenly pulled. He sighed, patted the shoulder of the Dark Blood Cyan Wood Dragon, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ye Yun naturally knew Liu Yiyi's mood.

His white clothes, his familiar back, and the last familiar words all brought back all kinds of memories in Liu Yiyi's heart 10 years ago.

According to Ye Yun's guess.

Liu Yiyi had to find a place where no one was there to cry again.

There is no way, the stronger a woman is on the surface, the softer and more fragile her heart actually is.

At this time.

Ye Yun quietly appeared in front of a green bamboo building on the back mountain of Jianyunzong.

At this moment, he saw Liu Yiyi in the bamboo building.

Ye Yun's eyes flickered.

In front of him, the well-known sword master in Da Luoyu was limp on the ground, holding a piece of peach wood in his left hand, and a silver knife in his right hand, and he was carving on the peach wood one knife at a time.

While she was sculpting, she kept crying.

Crying heartbroken, a beautiful little face is like pear blossoms with rain.

Seeing Liu Yiyi crying, Ye Yun suddenly wanted to laugh for some reason.

But he took a deep breath and held back.

Ye Yun approached the bamboo building.

His steps were very light, without any breath coming out.

The sword master bowed his head sadly, and didn't sense anyone walking in at all.

The door was gently pushed open.

Ye Yun walked in and stood behind Liu Yiyi like a ghost.

"Woooo..."

Liu Yiyi was crying while carving, and now she was crying even more sadly, her tears slid onto the robe on her body, wet a large area, and also soaked the mahogany in her hand.

Ye Yun laughed.

This little girl was crying so sadly.

But think about it, he can understand.

A burst of white light enveloped Ye Yun's face, and his appearance changed.

He returned to his original appearance again.

Ye Yun still stood quietly behind Liu Yiyi, looking at the familiar back, silent and did not speak.

Let Liu Yiyi vent her inner sadness.