Chapter 379： envy, jealousy, hate

Chapter three hundred and seventy-ninth envy, jealousy, hate

Thirty-nine people from the Holy Spirit Lineage and the Five Soul Lineage Line entered the sword formation just a moment later, and the sword formation was about to collapse.

At this moment, most of the disciples of Lingshan Herbal Garden and Danmai shed tears.

The same goes for Shen Qingqiu, Shen Qingfeng, and Shen Wende.

In the eyes of everyone, in such a short time, let alone Tan Yun was seriously injured, even if he was safe, he couldn't kill thirty-nine people, right?

Moreover, the thirty-nine people were not general, and all of them were genius disciples of the two veins.

Since it can't be killed, and the sword formation is about to be broken, it doesn't mean that Tan Yun was killed, what else could it be?

People can't think of the second result.

Even Zhong Wushiyao, Mu Mengjia, and Xue Ziyan who always believed in Tan Yun's omnipotence were all pale at the moment.

Gongsun Ruoxi stood tall in the vast crowd, her face was pale, her incense fist was clenched tightly, her heart was trembling, and she was afraid that Tan Yun would be unexpected...

The Fumai Daoist and Qiankun Daoist in the seats below the Jade Building laughed in their hearts. Tan Yun deserves to die!

And Murong Shishi, who had always wanted Tan Yun to die, had a pity in her eyes at this moment.

In her heart, Tan Yun is a real genius. She admires geniuses. If she didn't think that Zhongwu Shiyao would be kidnapped by Tan Yun in the future, she would have no problem with Tan Yun. After all, when Zhong Wu Shiyao knelt down and begged her, it was she who shut Tan Yun out.

"The son-in-law recognized by the sect master can never die like this! The sect master doesn't believe it!" Tantai Xuanzhong thought so in his heart, but he stood up nervously, his expression betrayed his uneasiness.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, except for Shen Subing, everyone's eyes were fixed on the sword formation that was about to collapse.

"Om-"

The Hongmeng Tu Divine Sword Formation was shattered in the shaking, and the scene that caught my eye made people gasp for breath. At the same time, among the hundreds of thousands of disciples, the cries of the disciples of the Holy Soul, the Five Souls, and the Pills were mixed. Together, like an invisible tide, it spreads around the peak:

"Senior Brother Tan! How can you die!"

"Senior Brother Tan... woo woo..."

"Senior Brother Duan, you are the strongest among our disciples of the Holy Soul, how could you possibly die... woo woo..."

"Senior Brother Liu... We need you for our five souls and one bloodline... woo woo..."

"..."

In the sight of everyone, on the No. 1 Wolong Platform, there were mutilated corpses lying in a row. There were thirty-nine people in the Holy Spirit and the Five Souls, and none of them were complete.

Tan Yun, whose body was covered in blood, whether it was the enemy or his own blood, lay on his back, motionless, as if he was dead.

died?

how is this possible!

Not only did Tan Yun not die, but he was unscathed!

In his heart, these thirty-nine people combined are not half as powerful as Nangong Yuqin, the saintess of the Immortal Soul Palace.

The reason why he fell on the enemy's corpse, of course, was to disguise!

Disguise yourself as being seriously injured, so that the champions of other veins can relax their vigilance!

Is Tan Yun afraid of other rivals, so he did this?

No, of course not!

He is afraid, but he is afraid that he wants to kill his own champion, and he will retreat without a fight when he encounters him!

Tan Yun did this for only one purpose, to lure the enemy to kill him, to kill all those who wanted to kill him, and then let them all die!

At the same time, Tan Yun listened to the crying of the disciples of Danmai and Lingshan Medicine Garden, and then he knew that so many people were really caring about him.

"Why are you crying? My life is very hard, how can I die so easily." A weak voice suddenly sounded from the No. 1 Wolong Platform where the corpses were crisscrossed.

Everyone was stunned, thinking they heard it wrong, but when they saw Tan Yun, who was covered in blood, he staggered and stood up with a difficult look.

"Tan Yun!"

"Tan Yun!"

With the sound of two tears of joy, Zhong Wu Shiyao and Mu Mengjia on the No. 2 Wolong Terrace had appeared beside Tan Yun and supported Tan Yun from left to right.

"Tan Yun, where are you hurt? It doesn't matter!" Mu Mengji's eyes blurred with tears.

"Come on! Where is the injury?" Zhong Wu Shiyao's face was full of anxiety.

Xue Ziyan originally wanted to visit Tan Yun, but when she found that the master was staring at her with a livid face, in the end, she did not go. However, she was relieved to see that Tan Yun was not dead.

"Don't cry...I...it's okay..." Tan Yun said intermittently.

"You've talked like this, and you still said it's fine." Mu Mengji's tears dripped down.

"I...really...it's all right..." Tan Yun said in a trembling voice, holding Mu Mengji and Zhong Wu Shiyao's one with both hands, and the index fingers of both hands, respectively, and quickly wrote: "Relax, I This is all pretending, if you don't pretend, how will you kill the people who want me to die?"

When the two girls trembled, Tan Yun wrote again: "You can just pretend, don't let others see the flaws."

The two women kept silent, wiped away tears, and helped Tan Yun walk down the stage.

Shen Subing looked back and saw that Tan Yun was not dead, her girl-like beauty first showed joy, and then Li Ying flashed and appeared in front of Tan Yun, saying: "Mengyu, Shiyao, don't worry, let me see him injury."

Without waiting for the two women to speak, Shen Subing manipulated his spiritual consciousness into Tan Yun's body, but seeing that Tan Yun's internal organs were intact, how could there be any signs of injury?

She frowned, and when she looked up at Tan Yun, Tan Yun blinked quickly.

To outsiders, this move is not inappropriate. But in Shen Subing's opinion, when he was about to express his doubts about where he was injured, Tan Yun blinked at himself, which undoubtedly reminded himself not to say it.

Suddenly, Shen Subing's eyes flashed a smear of enlightenment, and then she looked back at the worried look of Danmai and Yaoyuan disciples in the audience, and said solemnly: "Tan Yun just suffered a serious internal injury, and it will take a while to recover. , you don't have to worry."

Hearing this, those who were worried about Tan Yun were relieved.

And the other masters were full of disdain for Tan Yun. I thought how powerful Tan Yun was, but that's all!

Shen Subing looked back at Tan Yun, and admonished with a sad expression: "You are seriously injured. It is best to compete for the top eight in the Wolong List. You can't and don't force it, understand?"

"Disciple understands." Tan Yun replied unwillingly, thinking to himself that this disciple's acting skills are really good enough!

"Whoosh!"

Daniel jumped onto the Wolong Terrace, looked at Mu Mengji and Zhong Wu Shiyao, and said, "Sister-in-law, you still have to keep the fight, Brother Tan, leave it to me."

"Oh, and second sister-in-law, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Daniel picked up Tan Yun and jumped off the Wolong Terrace steadily, leaving only the shy Mu Mengyu and Zhong Wu Shiyao.

Just now, Daniel's voice calling his sister-in-law and second sister-in-law is not small, and everyone can hear it clearly enough!

Especially the male disciples of the other eight meridians, who are also the male disciples who adore Mu Mengjia and Zhong Wu Shiyao, they are mad with anger!

Everyone knows that Tan Yun has occupied two of the thirteen beauties in the inner sect!

envy, jealousy, hate!