Xu Yue was very embarrassed, with unkempt hair and dirty face, and his robes were full of dirt.

He has been flying continuously for a month without stopping for a breath or even using the cleaning technique. Of course, he cannot waste any spiritual energy on useless clothes.

He knew that as long as he stopped, even for just a breath, he might be trapped and unable to escape.

After a long flight, there was no time to absorb spiritual energy and recover. The golden elixir that was once full of spiritual energy was almost exhausted. The accumulation over the years was about to be exhausted, and no spiritual energy could be converted into it anymore.

"Is that the end?"

Feeling the pursuers behind him, Xu Yue felt gloomy in his heart.

"I just picked up a small sword, just..."

Recalling the scene a month ago, he is still palpitating.

He found a strange stone sword on a barren mountain. The stone sword was hundreds of feet long, like a small peak stuck in the mountain. The sword's body was covered with moss, showing that it had gone through many years.

Out of curiosity, he broke the hilt of the sword and encountered a strange phantom who said, "Whoever gets my sword will be driven by me." It was so funny.

Unexpectedly, the phantom had been buried for many years, but it could still launch a soul attack. Fortunately, he had been prepared for it and easily resolved it. After resolving the attack, he unexpectedly got a small golden sword. The sword was of the fourth level.

It was neither too high nor too low, but it suited him just right. He was very happy and thought he had got an opportunity.

There is also a soul in the little sword, and it still talks the same nonsense, and he still cracks it in the same way.

Given such an opportunity, he naturally wanted to brag in front of his colleagues. However, as soon as he took out this sword in front of several cultivators, a cultivator in white immediately asked him, "Where did you get this sword?"

?Are you a disciple of that traitor? Tell me, where is he now?"

"Who is he? What kind of traitor? I don't understand what you are talking about?"

"Tell me when I come back to the sect!"

What he didn't expect was that the white-clothed cultivator's face was ashen and he took action directly.

With just one move, Xu Yue knew that he was no match and could see where the cultivator was coming from. Xu Yue had only one way to escape.

This escape lasted for a month.

He has a unique escape technique, and few cultivators of the same level can match his escape speed, but the cultivator behind him seems to be not bad either, and he also summoned two companions to follow him while resting along the way.

He couldn't get rid of him. And no one on the road dared to rescue him. Most of them immediately ran away and avoided him.

He never dares to stop along the way, but these days seem to be coming to an end, and the road of life is the same. Xu Yue feels that his spiritual power is getting less and less, and he is about to be unable to support the escape. At the same time, Xu Yue also

Some people don't want to escape, there is no hope of escape at all, and there seems to be no reason to persist.

The pursuers behind him obviously noticed this, with a somewhat proud look on their faces.

After a month of pursuit, they finally saw signs of success, and their speed suddenly increased.

"Humph, let's see where you can escape to?"

The cultivator in white stood in front of Xu Yue, with a bit of cold pride on his face, "After running away for a month, there must be something evil in your heart. You must be related to the traitor!"

Xu Yue looked indifferent. He no longer wanted to explain. During the chase, he explained it at least ten thousand times, but no one believed it. It seemed that he who owned the little golden sword must be the disciple of that traitor.

"It's better not to say anything, just come with me!"

The cultivator in white raised a strange sword and pointed it flatly at Xu Yue.

The sword was one foot wide and looked like a boat oar. It was silver-white with four or five clouds hanging on it. When the sword light flashed, the clouds floated slightly, like a living thing.

Xu Yue didn't want to struggle anymore. There was a lot of helplessness in his eyes.

At this time, several cultivators came from a distance, one after another, one after another, and they were all heading here.

The cultivator who was being chased in front looked quite young, with a resolute face and clear eyes, showing a trace of energy from time to time.

The cultivators chasing behind were all fierce and fierce, and they couldn't help shouting, "Shu Zhou, you can't escape. Elder Sun will be here soon. You'd better just tie up your hands and hand over your sword!"

Xu Yue was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that there was a cultivator here who was being chased because of his sword. He was in the same boat. However, Shu Zhou who was being chased over there was full of energy and not as listless as him.

He took another look and couldn't help but find it even more strange. The cultivator was only in the Pulse Condensation Realm, while those chasing after him were all in the Golden Core Realm.

"As usual."

The cultivator in white only glanced at it, with a hint of pride on his face.

The cultivator beside him nodded in response, took out a silver talisman and threw it into the sky.

boom!

A ray of white light soared into the sky, forming a huge broad sword in the air. It towered into the clouds and was so dazzling that it could be clearly seen for nearly a thousand miles.

"ah!"

The cultivator who was chasing Zhou Shu stopped immediately, his face was filled with surprise and fear, and he did not dare to take another step forward.

"Why are the cultivators of Tianjian Sect here?"

"They used the Heavenly Sword Talisman to inform the surrounding cultivators that for five hundred miles under the Heavenly Sword, other sects are prohibited from entering. Violators will be punished. What should we do?"

"How domineering, but what else can we do? Do you want to offend the Tianjian Sect!"

The white-clothed cultivator turned his head, not bothering to look at it again. He knew that as long as the Heavenly Sword Talisman was thrown, no matter where this place was or who it originally belonged to, it now only belonged to them, and what they were going to do would never be the same.

Someone will come and disturb you.

But something obviously happened this time.

Zhou Shu saw that all the Hongye Sect cultivators behind him had stopped, he felt slightly relieved and rushed over here.

If he didn't escape, it would be too late. He had already felt the huge pressure behind him before. The pressure was different from spiritual power. Most of it came from the monks' Yuan Power. The Hongye Sect had actually dispatched the Supreme Elder for him.

The white-clothed cultivator couldn't help but be startled, and the pride on his face froze. He turned the broad sword in his hand and shouted angrily, "Don't you see the sword in the sky? Stop!"

Zhou Shu didn't slow down or answer, trying to pass through several people to escape pursuit.

The silver sword in the sky was so shining, how could he not see it, but he would not miss such a rare opportunity. Even if he had to break through the dragon's pond and tiger's den, would he stay here and wait for the monks to come?

Things like the Heavenly Sword Talisman could be ignored. The anger in the white-clothed cultivator's heart immediately boiled, and without further words, he slashed out with the force of his broad sword.

Like a waterfall pouring down, the silver sword light that resembled a sword was tens of feet wide, almost splitting the sky into two halves, and charged towards Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu didn't shy away. Countless demon ants faced the top of the white rainbow and collided with each other without any tricks.

While the demon ants were biting, a small gap gradually appeared in the white rainbow. Zhou Shu's Escape Technique was activated, directly passing through the gap and flying backwards.

"Block!"

The white-clothed cultivator looked stunned. This was the first time that his Baihong Sword Intent was penetrated by someone, and so quickly.

Another cultivator immediately flew over and drew out the broad sword in his hand, forming a wide and huge net. It was so dense that there were almost no gaps, and it directly wrapped the flying Zhou Shu.

However, before it could even take a breath, a black torrent broke through the giant net and flew straight forward.

"Chase!"

The cultivator in white had a gloomy look on his face. It was simply impossible for the defense line built by the two of them to be broken through by one person, who was still in the Pulse Condensation Realm.

"Senior Brother Cai, stop chasing him, that guy seems to have escaped!"

The white-clothed cultivators were stunned for a moment, and then they remembered that Xu Yue was what they were really chasing. However, at this time, there was no trace of Xu Yue.

He diffused his spiritual consciousness, discerned dozens of breaths, and said in a serious voice, "It should be in this direction, let's go!" (To be continued.)
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