Heaven Defying Supreme

Three hundred and seventieth IX Envy, Jealousy and Hate

Thirty-nine people from the first line of Holy Soul and the first line of five souls entered the sword formation just a moment later, and the sword formation was about to collapse.

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

The same is true 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 and sound, he would not be able to kill thirty-nine people, right?

What's more, the thirty-nine people are not ordinary people, and all of them are genius disciples of two lines.

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

Everyone can't think of the second result.

Even Zhong Wu Shiyao, Mu Mengyu, and Xue Ziyan, who had always believed in Tan Yun's omnipotence, were pale at the moment.

Gongsun Ruoxi stood gracefully in the vast crowd, her face was pale, her fists clenched tightly, her heart was shaking, she was deeply afraid that something bad happened to Tan Yun...

The Rune Taoist and Qiankun Taoist in the lower seats of Yulou smiled inwardly. Tan Yun deserves his death!

Murong Shishi, who had always wanted Tan Yun to die, now had a look of pity in her eyes.

In her heart, Tan Yun is a real evil talent, she appreciates genius, if she didn't worry that Zhong Wu Shiyao would be abducted by Tan Yun in the future, she would have no objection to Tan Yun. After all, when Zhong Wu Shiyao knelt down and begged her, she was the one who turned Tan Yun away.

"The son-in-law that the suzerain is looking for will never die like this! The suzerain doesn't believe it!" Tantai Xuanzhong thought so in his heart, but he stood up nervously, his expression betraying his uneasiness.

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

"Om—"

The Hongmeng Tushen Sword Formation was shaken and shattered, and the sight that came into view was breath-taking. At the same time, among the crowd of hundreds of thousands of disciples, the cries of disciples from the Saint Soul One Vessel, the Five Soul One Vessel, and the Pill Vessel were mixed in the crowd. Together, like an invisible tide, it spreads around the peak:

"Brother Tan! How could you die!"

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

"Senior brother Duan, you are the strongest among the disciples of our holy soul, how could you die... woo woo..."

"Senior brother Liu... our five souls and one vein need you... woo woo..."

"..."

In everyone's field of view, on the No. 1 Crouching Dragon Terrace, there were mutilated corpses lying here and there. There were thirty-nine people from one branch of the holy soul and one branch of the five souls, and none of them was a complete corpse.

And Tan Yun, who was covered in the blood of the enemy or his own, lay motionless on the corpse, as if he was dead.

died?

How can it be!

Not only was Tan Yun not dead, but he was unscathed!

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

The reason why he fell on the enemy's corpse was of course for camouflage!

Disguise yourself as if you were seriously injured, so that other masters of the pulse can relax their vigilance!

Was it because Tan Yun was afraid of other champions that he did this?

No, of course not!

He is afraid, but he is afraid that the champion who wants to kill him will retreat without a fight when he meets him!

Tan Yun has only one purpose in doing this, to lure the enemy to kill him, and let all the ring masters who want to kill him, let them all die next!

At the same time, Tan Yun heard the cries of the disciples of Danmai and Lingshan Medicine Garden, and he realized that so many people really cared about him.

"Why are you crying? My life is very hard, how can I die so easily." Suddenly, a weak voice sounded from the No. 1 Crouching Dragon Terrace where corpses lay everywhere.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, thinking they heard it wrong, but seeing Tan Yun, covered in blood, staggered and stood up with a hard look.

"Tan Yun!"

"Tan Yun!"

Following the two weeping sounds of joy, Zhong Wu Shiyao and Mu Mengyu on the No. 2 Wolong Terrace appeared beside Tan Yun, supporting Tan Yun from left to right.

"Tan Yun, where are you hurt? Does it matter if you're hurt!" Mu Mengyao's eyes were blurred with tears.

"Tell me quickly! 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 her master was staring at her with a livid face, she did not go. However, she was relieved to see that Tan Yun was not dead.

"Don't cry... I... I'm fine..." Tan Yun said intermittently.

"You've been talking like this, and you still say it's okay." Mu Mengyan's tears dripped down.

"I...really...it's okay..." Tan Yun said in a trembling voice, holding one hand of Mu Mengyan and Zhong Wu Shiyao with two hands respectively, and quickly wrote with the index fingers of both hands: "Don't worry, I This is all pretending, if you don’t pretend, how will you kill the people who want me to die later.”

When the second girl's delicate body trembled, Tan Yun wrote again: "Just pretend, don't be seen by others."

The second daughter kept her expressionless, wiped away her tears, and helped Tan Yun walk down the stage.

Shen Subing looked back and saw that Tan Yun was not dead, first she showed joy on her girlish and beautiful face, then, a beautiful shadow appeared in front of Tan Yun in a flash, and said: "Mengyu, Shiyao, don't worry, let me see him injury."

Without waiting for the two girls to open their mouths, Shen Subing manipulated the 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.

In the eyes of outsiders, there is nothing wrong with this move. But in Shen Subing's view, when she was about to express her doubts about where he was injured, Tan Yun blinked at herself, which undoubtedly reminded herself not to speak out.

Suddenly, a flash of enlightenment flashed across Shen Subing's eyes, and she looked back at the Danmai and Yaoyuan disciples who looked worried in the audience, and said solemnly: "Tan Yun just suffered a serious internal injury, and he can heal after a few days of cultivation. , you don’t have to worry.”

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

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

Shen Subing looked back at Tan Yun, and said with a gloomy expression: "You are seriously injured, and it would be best if you can participate in the top eight of the Crouching Dragon Ranking. You can't and don't force yourself, understand?"

"Disciple understands." Tan Yun responded unwillingly, thinking that his apprentice's acting skills are really good enough!

"Whoosh!"

Daniu jumped onto the Wolong stage, looked at Mu Mengyan and Zhong Wu Shiyao, and said, "Sister-in-law, you still have to defend the ring, Senior Brother Tan will leave it to me."

"Oh, and the second sister-in-law, you don't have to worry."

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

Just now, Daniel's voice of calling his sister-in-law and second sister-in-law was quite loud, and everyone heard it clearly enough!

Especially the male disciples of the other eight veins, and the male disciples who love Mu Mengyu and Zhong Wu Shiyao, are mad with anger!

Everyone knew that among the thirteen beauties in the inner sect, Tan Yun actually occupied two of them!

envy, jealousy, hate!