"Senior Brother Feng, look." Song Yunge interrupted him and pointed at the other side.

If you continue, Feng Jin will have a breakup with Mo Fengchao. Mo Fengchao is the Marquis of Jian and a disciple in the previous round.

The woman in Lu Jinchuan's arms had closed her eyes and passed away suddenly.

"Ah--!" Lu Jinchuan whistled to the sky.

Everyone could hear the grief and anger contained in the whistling sound, but there was nothing they could do about it.

The rules of the clan are as iron as iron, and they cannot be violated. Especially such a thing is not the first time. Every time you deal with it, it is exactly the same: die!

No matter how great the contribution, how deep the relationship, or how strong the martial arts are, as long as you do such a thing, you will surely die.

The rules of the six major sects will never allow disciples to fall in love with disciples of the Demon Sect. No matter what their difficulties are, they can't be missed.

"Ah..." Mo Fengchao shook his head and said, "Why do you have to come, why do you have to come!"

A handsome young man next to him said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Mo, you should be careful when you speak, don't cause trouble!"

"Senior Brother Hu, isn't this anything I said?" Mo Fengchao disagreed: "After all, we are the same disciples. Now even if he violates the sect rules, he is still our junior brother!"

"He is now the sinner of our Tianyue Mountain and must be killed!" The handsome young man Hu Yuechi said coldly.

He clenched his eyebrows and eyes, and was full of heroic posture, standing there with his hands behind his back like a jade tree.

"Since he is going to kill, he is also our junior brother!" Mo Fengchao snorted.

"What if he resists?" Hu Yuechi said: "You still have to show mercy and let him leave?"

"Well..., of course I will kill him." Mo Fengchao said slowly.

Hu Yuechi smiled and stopped talking.

Mo Fengchao was disappointed and suddenly shouted: "Who dares to get close!"

The nine people opposite were approaching Lu Jinchuan.

Mo Feng shouted at him, which immediately caused nine young men on the other side to glar over, but his feet kept on.

Mo Fengchao cried out: "Stop them!"

Everyone rushed forward immediately.

The young men of Yulundao also rushed forward and immediately fought into a group.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..." The disciple of Yulundao ignored the sword and let the sword stab, making a dull sound, as if a hammer hit them.

They punched and smashed it at the same time.

The disciples of Tianyueshan knew the reality of the Yulun Road, and knew that they could not take it head-on, so they dodged one after another and set out their swords again.

After the sword was stabbed, the disciples of Yulundao were not injured at all. Their bodies were as iron as jade and were invulnerable to swords and guns.

This is the terrible thing about the Jade Wheel Dao. If the realm cannot be suppressed, then there is nothing to do with them and cannot hurt them.

And these nine Jade Wheel disciples are all at the level of the Demon Saint, and there is nothing else to do except the Sword Marquis.

But both of these sword marquis were entangled.

Feng Jin also formed a group with a Yulundao disciple.

Song Yunge's breath was weak, and he came to Lu Jinchuan silently, looking down at him.

Lu Jinchuan hugged the woman tightly, his body trembling and tears fell like rain.

The snot and tears mixed together, and the face was messy.

Song Yunge sighed: "Senior Brother Lu, you should also commit suicide."

Lu Jinchuan looked up at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge said: "Do you want her to go on the road alone, without anyone to accompany her, and be alone below?"

"...Okay." Lu Jinchuan nodded slightly, wiped his nose and tears: "Junior Brother Song, I only ask you for one thing!"

"After saying that," Song Yunge said.

Lu Jinchuan said: "I know this is difficult, it's hard for you."

Song Yunge sighed: "Do you guys are buried together?"

Lu Jinchuan nodded vigorously.

"...Okay, I promise you." Song Yunge said slowly.

Lu Jinchuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Thank you, Junior Brother Song,... If Junior Brother Song, you really can't do it, you don't have to force it."

"If you can't do anything else, you can still do it." Song Yunge said.

Lu Jinchuan glanced at the two gangs who were fighting in a group, and struggle and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

He actually was not optimistic about Song Yunge.

This matter seems simple, but it is actually extremely difficult. Neither Yulundao nor Tianyueshan will agree.

Although his fame has increased greatly now and it is said that he has accumulated a lot of money and lived up to his reputation as the first genius, he may not be able to stop the disciples of the two sects.

But now, I have no way out and I have no other way except to believe that he has.

I can only bet that he can do it, that he can bury himself with Qingluo and walk together in the nine springs.

"Then I'll go." He lowered his head and stared at the beautiful face in his arms, with love and sadness in his eyes, but a smile of relief appeared on his face.

Blood slowly poured out of the corners of his mouth.

His eyes slowly dimmed, and eventually he completely lost his light. His head suddenly drooped, and he pressed his face together with Xiuli's face, and died without moving.

Song Yunge sighed and suddenly let out a long roar.

The whistling sounds like thunder.

This is what he said with the song of separation and hatred.

The people suddenly had blood and energy swelled, and their vitality could not be distracted and they could no longer take action. They hurriedly retreated, forming a confrontation between the two groups of people again.

Song Yunge's eyes slowly swept over them: "They are dead, and the matter is over. I have agreed to bury them together!"

"Hey!" A young man from Yulundao glanced at him sideways and sneered: "Where are you guys who came out?"

Song Yunge said slowly: "Song Yunge, Tianyue Mountain!"

"Song Yunge?" The young man had a melon-shaped face and a medium figure, looking a little mean: "That Song Yunge who offended Yuntian Palace in Daluo City?"

"It's me."

"You are so lucky, you are still alive." The young man laughed and said, "But today I am afraid I will die at our hands. Yuntian Palace is indeed incompetent!"

Song Yunge narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Are you going to oppose them burying together?"

The young man said disdainfully: "Our Yulundao disciples naturally have some burial places, how could they fall into your hands!"

Song Yunge pressed the scabbard and said, "Don't be too verbally verbally, you can see the true seal!"

"Okay." The young man stepped forward.

A little cold star flashed across Song Yunge's waist, and the Snow Sword seemed to have never moved.

The young man's eyes flashed with astonishment, and then his expression of astonishment froze. He slowly fell down, and fell heavily with a "bang", and was already exhausted.

"You dare!" The remaining eight jade wheel masters were furious.

Two masters of Demon Martial Arts rushed over directly, but were blocked by Mo Fengchao and Huang Tianming. The rest rushed over and were also blocked by Song Yunge.

Although Huang Tianming opposed the two burial together, he did not hesitate to stop the two demon marquis and protect Song Yunge.

Song Yunge took a step forward and came to a demon marquis. The Snow Sword turned into a cold star.

"Uh..." The Demon Marquis concentrated on his mind to defend against Song Yunge's sword, his eyes widened suddenly, unbelievable.

Song Yunge snorted lightly and flashed to another demon marquis.

The demon marquis screamed strangely: "Retreat!"

His figure suddenly accelerated, turned into a shadow and disappeared suddenly. The remaining six people fled one after another, with extremely fast speeds and disappeared into the woods in the blink of an eye.

Song Yunge let go of the hilt of Shuxue sword, came to Lu Jinchuan and the woman, stared at the two of them and sighed, reaching out to wipe their faces.

He stretched out his hand again, a lightsword fell from the sky, gently slid the ground, dug out a deep pit, and put the two people who were hugging each other tightly into the pit.

"Slow down!" Huang Tianming said in a deep voice.

Song Yunge looked up at him.

Huang Tianming said: "You can't let them be together!"

Song Yunge frowned.

Mo Fengchao said, "Senior Brother Huang, are you too cruel? You can't be together when you are alive, and you can't die?"
Chapter completed!