I saw Ye Wudao casually picking more than ten bamboo leaves and raising his hand to punch them out.
These bamboo leaves carry a powerful sword spirit, like sharp swords, piercing the shoulders of these people.
In an instant, wailing sounds filled the entire space.
Even though everyone was extremely angry, they still didn't dare to take any action. They hurriedly picked up Lin Haochuan, who was weak and pale, and ran away like a bereaved dog.
Don't even dare to look back!
"It's him...it must be him..."
"From the beginning to the end, there was no white-robed army, only him."
"This kind of sword energy is exactly the same as the one that killed those people of the Blood Dragon Guard!"
Zhang Qinglan stood there blankly.
After a while, she looked at Ye Wudao who went in to pack Lin Ruoxue's clothes and murmured.
At the same time, her legs couldn't help shaking.
Countless cold sweat broke out on my back.
Recalling the scene where she insulted Ye Wudao before, she was extremely frightened.
If Ye Wudao had cared about her at that time, her head would have been separated from her body long ago, just like the Blood Dragon Guard in the Buddhist hall.
Seeing Ye Wudao packing his luggage, he was about to leave with an indifferent expression.
thump!
Zhang Qinglan and Lin Yuanhong knelt on the ground.
"Wudao... Wudao, you must not leave. No matter what, you are the Lin family's wife... you are Xiaoxue's husband. We will always be a family."
Zhang Qinglan cried bitterly, her eyes were red, and she cried: "It was all my fault before. You don't remember the faults of villains. Please forgive us. We are blind to Mount Tai, we are frogs in the well..."
"Yes, Wudao, a family still values harmony. We were all wrong, so please forgive us. Bring Ruoxue back, and we will be kind to you."
Lin Yuanhong also begged.
Ye Wudao stopped in front of the door after packing his luggage.
He looked deeply at the two of them, shook his head and said, "Ruoxue will live outside with me for the time being. You don't need to worry about her safety. As long as I am here, no one can hurt her."
"As for today's matter, I will go to the Lin family's courtyard with you to meet with the Lin family to make it clear. As for the rest, I can't do it."
After saying that, Ye Wudao turned and left.
Only Zhang Qinglan and Lin Yuanhong were left standing there blankly.
Zhang Qinglan's face was filled with a bitter smile, full of regret, and she hated herself for being short-sighted and blind.
Yesterday she looked down on Ye Wudao in various ways.
However, Ye Wudao today was beyond her reach.
Return to the other courtyard.
Ye Wudao felt like the world was spinning.
The side effects of using the dragon transformation finally came.
hiss!
The severe pain made him gasp for breath.
"Keep practicing your sword!"
Ye Wudao entered the Infinite Sword Prison, pulled out the sword, and looked firm.
Since there is no way to stop this pain.
Then he starts enjoying it.
For a moment, the sound of sword chants resounded throughout the world.
"What a madman!"
Lingge looked at Ye Wudao, who was trembling and still practicing the sword-drawing technique.
I can't help but be shocked.
A normal person would probably be unable to control his emotions under such extreme pain, let alone practicing swordplay, and could only roll around helplessly and howl.
"Draw the sword, chase the light and the shadow!"
After a while, Ye Wudao gradually became better and immersed in the world of swordsmanship.
Click!
Suddenly, a crisp sound came from his heart.
Kenshin?
Seeing this, Ling Ge was completely confused.
The heart of the sword represents the sword cultivator's understanding of the sword's path to the point of entering the palace.
Understand the way of sword that is unique to you.
In the future, swordsmen who can carve out a world with their swordsmanship will be born with sword hearts.
The most important thing is that even if you are a prodigy of Tianzong Swordsmanship, you can at least cultivate the sword heart in the cave mansion realm.
Those who are cultivated in the body refining realm are extremely rare.
"One sword leads to life, one sword leads to death. The enemy's life or death depends only on my thoughts!"
"The same goes for my swordsmanship!"
Ye Wudao's movements began to slow down.
Keep trying to draw the sword and improve one by one.
There are no tricks at all.
He just integrated his understanding of kendo into forward thrusts, upward thrusts and other movements.
Buzz!
After a while, a sword came out and the space shook.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to gather in his direction, forming a huge whirlpool and instilling it into Ye Wudao's body.
Cleanse the meridians and cut the marrow, transform!
Feeling the majestic spiritual power washing every inch of flesh and blood on his body, Ye Wudao had the urge to groan.
And his heart, surrounded by golden energy, began to change.
After the golden true energy was transformed by the sword energy, it gradually condensed into shape.
A series of golden sword seals were formed, imprinted on the heart.
In an instant, the sword's heart became clear!
He opened his eyes to see the world and had a different perception.
Groan!
He swung his sword again, and the sound of the sword echoed throughout the world.
The sword shadow in my mind when I had my previous enlightenment was perfectly reproduced.
"Swordsman, walk between life and death. If you don't kill the enemy, you will be killed!"
"This sword move is called a thought of life and death!!"
Ye Wudao excitedly stroked the sword and murmured to himself.
Immediately afterwards, he began to practice the sword moves of life and death crazily.
This move is like a piece of rough jade, requiring him to carve and polish it bit by bit.
After polishing it to the end, only he himself can truly interpret the true meaning of this sword move.
Others want to learn, but in the end they are just imitating.
…
Lin Mansion, Tianxiang Villa!
The atmosphere in Tianxiang Tower was terrifyingly depressing.
The injured Lin Haochuan kept wailing, looking in pain, and kept shouting: "Father, mother, kill Ye Wudao, I will crush this little bastard's bones into ashes and break his body into thousands of pieces."
Lin Haochuan's father Lin Yuanze and mother Yan Lingqiu looked gloomy.
They kept urging the doctor to quickly fix Lin Haochuan's bones and treat him.
"Ye Wudao?"
"I didn't expect that everyone would be deceived by this little bastard. We immediately went to find the head of the family and give the big house some color. This way we can also keep the position of heir to the head of Haochuan!"
After Lin Haochuan was almost treated and bandaged, Lin Yuanze's eyes flashed with anger and he said indifferently.
"etc!"
Yan Lingqiu stretched out his hand and sneered: "Doctor, is there a poison that has a very mild toxin but looks very serious?"
For a moment, everyone in Tianxiang Tower looked at Yan Lingqiu with doubtful eyes.
"Yes, this is ghost poisonous grass. When applied to the wound, it looks terrible, as if it has been poisoned."
"But in fact, it doesn't have much impact on the body. It's just that the wound will be itchy and painful."
The doctor quickly took out a jade bottle and explained.
"Apply it to Haochuan's wounds!"
Yan Lingqiu ordered without hesitation: "If you want to achieve something, you must make the matter bigger. How can a small fight make a difference!"
I saw a beautiful woman wearing a yellow dress and a delicate face with a calm expression.
It was as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
"yes!"
The doctor subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
This Lin Haochuan is Yan Lingqiu's biological son. She can still keep her face straight and is a ruthless person.
Ahhh!
Immediately afterwards, Lin Haochuan's shrill screams could not be heard.