"No, it's my way!"

"I, Ye San, crying!!"

The sound of the bell resounded in the hall, and the emotions contained in it were shocking!

Ye San's lips were trembling, and his chest was fluctuating violently, but there was an extremely firm sense of sacrifice in his eyes!

Sun Weiye was shocked.

Who doesn’t know that Yaofeng Shuoyue is a master of swordsmanship, especially Young Master Yaofeng, whose swordsmanship has reached the realm of transformation and has been named the Sword God!

The supreme swordsmanship is what he pursues throughout his life!

The sword is his faith.

Today, in order to save Huo Linyue, he was willing to exchange his persistent belief!

What a great spirit of dedication!

Even Lu Fengyun was slightly moved.

The belief of a sword god is enough to be equivalent to the blood scales of the shark emperor!

But why, he felt that these two people were secretly scattering their food again...

When will he meet a girl who makes him willing to give up everything for him?

"Brother Ye..."

Huo Linyue shook her head, unable to bear it, and tears rolled down.

This is a move to destroy one's own cultivation!

Her brother Ye asked the sword for 35,000 years before he became the supreme emperor in this world. How could the spiritual saint be abolished?

Huo Linyue leaned her head gently on Ye Sanchuang's shoulder and swallowed even more:

"No need...Brother Ye...you don't have to make such a big sacrifice for me. If you do this, Yue'er will not forgive herself even if she is done!"

Giving up the sword path means giving your own life...

How could she bear to let Ye San cry and do this!

She would rather not understand this poison!

Lu Fengyun asked: "Have you thought about it?"

"For Yue'er, I can give up everything!"

"Do you dare to abolish your own cultivation?"

"What's the point!"

Ye San's crying sound trembled but was extremely firm!

Save your wife, let alone cultivation, he can even refuse his life!

In a mere kendo, no more than Yue'er's life is important!

"Brother Ye, no, no!"

Huo Linyue was anxious!

She understood the importance of swords to Ye Sanchuang, and she would rather die than maintain the latter's way!

Ye San cried and raised his palm, and the vast spiritual power surged up.

His face was filled with irresistible destiny!

In this world, there is really such love that can survive the test of life and death without changing!

This person is really a real man!

Lu Fengyun even wanted to make friends with him.

When Ye San cried and insisted on abandoning the road despite the obstruction, Lu Fengyun moved and came to the former in an instant.

He said lightly: "Stop, your swordsmanship is flawed, and this sect doesn't like it."

Ye San cried and was stunned on the spot!

This man could actually see his flaws!

He, Ye San, cried, sought the truth with his sword, and pursued him for 35,000 years, and finally became a sword god.

But the way of sword is mysterious and majestic. After he reaches a certain level, he is shackled by thinking and realm and cannot make any progress any more.

One stagnation will last for hundreds of years!

However, no matter how stagnated the sword god's way, it is the best in the world!

He also has his own pride and dignity!

"You don't like my kendo?"

He gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly.

Lu Fengyun nodded coldly: "Do you need the defective things to be worshipped by this sect?"

The light in Ye San's crying eyes suddenly dimmed, and he became lifeless.

He stammered his lips and couldn't say a word.

What he was sad about was not because of his faith and dignity, but because of his hard work for 30,000 years of swordsmanship. Something more valuable than his life was not worthy of saving his wife!

Huo Linyue supported the former worriedly.

"This sect doesn't want your swordsmanship."

Lu Fengyun swung his sleeves, and the marmoset emperor's blood scales flew to Ye Sanchuang and his wife.

Both of them were stunned.

"I don't want my words, then what do you want?" Ye San's eyes were glaring in shock.

Is there anything valuable to him besides his life and his kendo?!

"I want you to owe this sect a favor!"

Lu Fengyun's mouth raised.

Ye San cried and fell silent.

It’s easy to repay the debts of money, but it’s hard to repay the debts of favors!

What's more, I owe a mysterious person debt...

but……

In the whole world, only the shark emperor blood scale in front of him can solve the poison of the Yellow Spring Scorpio. As long as it can save Huo Linyue, he will agree to anything!

Ye San cried and agreed!

Lu Fengyun smiled slightly.

To make the two Spirit Saints owe favors in the later stage, this is equivalent to finding two backers who are too big to be even bigger for the Wushuang Sect!

The shark emperor's blood scale turned into a blood-colored light and entered Huo Linyue's body.

The flowing light enters the body, and the energy is like a surging river and sea, scattering into the eight extraordinary meridians. The vast and clear rhyme rushes out into the spirit, turning into a protective energy, circling around its body.

After the energy of the shark emperor's blood scales spread across Huo Linyue's limbs and bones, a cluster of small red flames ignited in her body.

Then, the flames were in a prairie fire, raising all the energy, and the temperature in the space suddenly became hot!

A raging fire suddenly broke out on Huo Linyue!

Blood-red flame!

As soon as the flame came out, the space immediately distorted and deformed under the terrifying temperature!

A breath of burning and extinction slowly emanated.

"Yue'er!"

Ye San cried and stared at Huo Linyue, suddenly showing a look of horror!
Chapter completed!