The light fell, and when he heard the voice of people, Chen Weiming felt that his person was lifting out of the cave.

"Hey, there's really someone who's not dead! Old Cai, you're the one who's looking for someone!"

An old killer dug out Chen Weiming from the ruins and carried it backwards.

The middle-aged man wearing a coarse cloth robe and bearded face in the ruins said, "Yes, I can only find someone. Let's go, there will be no other living entries. Only ten thousand living entries have become ten thousand and one now. I don't know if it's appropriate."

The old killer emitted a true energy, rolled Lao Cai into the air, and took the two of them towards the exit.

Canyon mouth.

A large number of killer apprentices lie on the ground in a row, all of which survived by luck in this trial of hell. Most of them are extraordinary strength, and a small number of them are due to luck, but there are very few such people.

There were many killer apprentices standing on the two slopes, and these were all seed apprentices on the seed apprenticeship list. They belonged to the two camps and were clustered around the two young men, looking at each other, without much murderous intent, but they could feel very hostile.

Two young men, one holding an ancient long sword in his hand, and gently wiping it with the other. They were covered in black hair and white clothes, and were majestic. They didn't look like a killer, but they felt a little fairy-like. This person is the sword god ranked first on the killer apprentice list, and the strongest person among the killer apprentice.

At this moment, what he looked at was a white-haired man sitting on a stone opposite him, wearing purple clothes, with a restrained aura and unfathomable. He looked at the sunset in the distance, with a smile on his face, and the wind was light and light. He was the only person in the hearts of many killer apprentices who could compete with the Sword Saint.

Ming Dao stood in the middle of the canyon, constantly looking around, as if looking for something. Perhaps because he couldn't find it, his face was a little disappointed.

Someone glanced around and then came to the man holding a long sword and whispered: "Sword God, the Lightning Sword has not come back!"

The Sword God nodded without saying much.

The canyon was a little quiet for a moment. After waiting for a long time, I saw the old killer dragging two people over. After putting down Lao Cai, I threw Chen Weiming to the ground.

"Who!"

Many killer apprentices were stunned and looked over. After seeing it clearly, someone exclaimed: "How could it be him, he is not dead!"

For Chen Weiming, there are no so-called friends here. If it weren't for the Feng Mo's designation to ask for his head, I'm afraid no one would have known him. But it was precisely because there was Feng Mo and then the Lightning Sword that many people remembered him deeply.

Not everyone will know the direction of the Lightning Sword. They only know that after that incident, the Sword God did not ask for someone to chase him again, and this person disappeared. Everyone naturally thought that Chen Weiming had already died. Unexpectedly, the last person brought back by this old killer would be him.

"He is not dead, can it be the Lightning Sword..."

Someone suddenly reacted and looked around. Sure enough, he did not find any trace of the Lightning Sword. He naturally understood something for a moment.

"boom!"

As soon as the energy of heaven and earth swept, a sword energy was seen as if a dragon was slaying from the slope of the canyon. The lightning and coldness were clear and the thunder dragons were extremely terrifying. The person who took action was the sword god, the best apprentice of seeds.

Many people saw the sword god attack for the first time, and they all sighed in their hearts that the first apprentice was indeed well-deserved.

Not to mention that Chen Weiming was confused at this time and had no ability to resist at all. Even in his prime, he might not be an opponent. Seeing that the sword energy was so terrifying and life and death were approaching, a sudden sword light hit him directly.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the sword energy and the sword light burst at the same time, shooting from all directions. A large number of killer apprentices were overturned by the air waves and rolled out far away. Although no one died, several of them were seriously injured. The gap in strength was obvious. A figure was standing in front of Chen Weiming with a long sword in his hand.

"It's the Ming Dao!" Someone exclaimed: "Why did he stand up for this guy?"

Although almost everyone knows Chen Weiming because of the incidents of Feng Demon and Lightning Sword, no one knows his name except Ming Dao.

"Who knows!" The person on the side said softly: "At this time, except for Young Master Xuan, only Ming Dao can save people from the sword god. After all, only the top three strong men can fight against each other."

At this time, the sword god on the slope had already stood up, and the apprentices who followed him stood up one by one.

Looking at the Nether Sword in front of Chen Weiming, the Sword God shouted loudly: "Ning Dagger, do you want to protect him?"

"Do you have any objection?" Ming Dao smiled slightly.

The sword god frowned slightly: "Reason!"

Ming Dao is the third in the Seed Apprentice List, but his true strength is that he and Mr. Xuan are not aware of. This person has a weird personality and does not recruit followers or follow anyone. He seems to be idle and Yehe, but over the years, whether he offended him or tested him, he has died silently.

To a certain extent, this person is more like a killer than other killer apprentices. Due to the high strength of the other party and the unprovoked him, he is even more worried that this person will join the other party's camp. Therefore, over the years, neither he nor Master Xuan will provoke this person easily.

He has always been concerned about his own Nether Sword, but today he is standing up for that person, which naturally puzzled him.

Ming Dao shrugged: "It's rare to see a person with some strength but not surrendering to the power of you, so he became interested."

The sword god said in a deep voice: "There are more than one person he killed me."

Ming Dao smiled and said, "I have killed more than one of your people, and the guy on the hillside opposite you has killed more. Did he kill them together?"

"Hmm?" Mr. Xuan on the distant hillside looked over and smiled slightly: "Ming Dao, do you want to be my partner?"

"No problem!" Ming Dao replied loudly: "As long as you serve me tea and water on time every day in the future, you will be fine!"

"It seems that he has rejected me ruthlessly!" Young Master Xuan shrugged and silently watched the show.

The sword god slowly lifted the long sword in his hand and asked slowly, "Are you determined to interfere?"

Ming Dao frowned, and was not in a hurry to answer, but looked at an old killer in the distance and asked for instructions: "Senior, the trial is over, can you still take action?"

The old killer who should be in charge of this trial replied loudly: "After the trial is over, you are not allowed to take action before there is no mission, but one more person..."

Before he finished speaking, Ming Dao's hand was raised and a death sword energy came out. Not far away, a killer apprentice sitting watching the show had no time to react, but the sword energy was directly split into two halves and died immediately.

Goodbye Ming Dao took the move and bowed to the old killer: "Senior, the trial is over."

The old killer's eyes lit up, his eyes were full of appreciation, and he shouted loudly.

"The trial is over, and the journey is back. No one is allowed to take action."
Chapter completed!