Song Yunge's eyes fell on a man in blue, which was Jiao Fang.

He is in his thirties, with an ordinary appearance, and his eyes are plain and unremarkable.

But his body was light and fast, and in the blink of an eye he rushed into the four Yin-Yang Valley disciples.

The long sword at his waist turned into a white rainbow and swept the four people.

The four disciples of Yin and Yang Valley all smiled disdainfully and patted their palms. The purple air appeared and the peach blossom miasma appeared.

"Buzz..." The sword light suddenly shone, and it broke through the peach blossom miasma and slashed at one of the young men in black.

The young man in black flashed and disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind him the next moment, slapped him on the back.

Jiao Fang's speed suddenly accelerated, forming a dazzling halo, which had already cut off the young man in black.

He seemed to be waiting for the young man in black to appear behind him, and his previous attack was for the preparation of this attack.

The young man in black had no choice but to slap his palm at the long knife.

"Swish!" The long sword lightly slashed across the black-clothed young man's palm, and then slashed at the white-clothed young man who appeared behind him.

The young man in black took off his palm and fell down his wrist. Before he could land, he was held by his left hand and pressed it on his right wrist. He felt like a pulley was installed under his feet and then retreated.

The young man in white swung his sleeves and covered his long knife with his long sleeves.

"Swish!" The sword light suddenly surged, breaking through the long-sleeved cover.

The long sleeves turned into pieces in the light of the knife.

Song Yunge raised his eyebrows: "What a powerful sword technique!"

Jiao Fang used the Ziyang Divine Sword.

The same set of Ziyang Divine Swords has different realms and their powers. The Ziyang Divine Swords used by Jiao Fang have reached the realm of the Sword Saint.

Jiao Fang himself is the sword master. He can use the Ziyang Divine Sword to such an extent, and he has to be said to be a genius.

Mei Ying frowned and stared at her, slowly saying, "He should have an adventure, and his sword skills are making great progress."

Jiao Fang was not so powerful before, but now he has such a sword technique, so he is afraid of it.

If you don’t want to know that this was a training that Yuntian Palace spent a lot of effort, and he could succeed quickly and help him win the position of success.

Song Yunge said: "Interesting."

He saw a young man in white spit out two words: "Get off."

Therefore, according to the words of Tianmei, it was light and fluttering, but the other three people immediately retreated without hesitation.

The young man in white faced Jiao Fang, looked him up and down, showing a curious expression, and said lightly: "This kind of knife technique is excellent. If you retreat now, you can not kill you, otherwise don't blame Wurong!"

This is also said in the words of Tianmei.

Jiao Fang couldn't understand, and felt that it was not a good thing, so she sneered and slashed her sword.

"I don't know what to lift!" said the young man in white.

Song Yunge heard Huang Feiye's voice in his ear: "It's this guy, Feng Mingxuan."

Song Yunge looked at the scene with his chin.

Feng Mingxuan, a young man in white, patted his right palm lightly, half white and half black, like a Tai Chi fish pattern.

Jiao Fang's sword light slashed towards Feng Mingxuan's right side, and then he hit the center of the mouth, spurting out a mouthful of blood, flying up in disbelief.

Feng Mingxuan took a step and was already in the air. He slapped Jiao Fang's heart with another palm.

"Puff!" Jiao Fang spurted out a blood arrow.

"Stop it-!" Jiao Fang's companions roared and rushed forward, but were entangled by the other three Yin-Yang Valley disciples and trapped in the peach blossom miasma.

"Woo..." One person released a sound arrow, and the sound arrow rose into the sky.

This is what Jiao Fang is in.

"Bang" a ball of golden light exploded in the air and turned into a roaring white tiger.

Mei Ying said: "Let's take action."

Song Yunge laughed and waited for this. He saw a signal to help save people, and he made a great contribution.

His body flashed several times, lifted the Broken Void Step to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye he came to Jiao Fang to block Feng Mingxuan.

Jiao Fang obviously recognized Song Yunge.

When he saw Song Yunge appear, he was stunned.

Song Yunge said: "Run, I'll block it!"

"...Oh, oh." Jiao Fang responded randomly, but without hesitation, he ran towards Daluo City.

Feng Mingxuan saw that the cooked duck was about to escape, and he flashed his body and wanted to block it. They also had great achievements in killing the Middle Earth masters.

Song Yunge stood in front of him, and the Shuxue Sword drew an arc, light and soft, with a soft and weak laziness.

Feng Mingxuan was angry and felt that Song Yunge was not aware of life or death and was simply seeking death.

Under the restraint of Zhetianjue, the danger of the sword god's style was completely hidden and there was no threat.

Huang Feiye in the distance stood among the tree forks, hiding his body, only watching from the afterglow.

She watched Feng Mingxuan casually wave his hand to block the sword, shook her head gently, smiled, and could predict the following ending.

Sure enough, the Shuxue Sword flashed lightly across Feng Mingxuan's palm and cut open his heart without any obstacles.

She looked at Feng Mingxuan's eyes widened, fell down in disbelief, and her heart was filled with infinite pleasure.

"Ah--!" The other three Yin-Yang Valley disciples were about to kill three White Tiger Guards to retreat, but when they saw Feng Mingxuan fall to the ground and die, they were shocked.

After being shocked, he turned into infinite anger and murderous intent, and his palm instantly turned into palm shadows all over the sky and shot at the three of them.

They had to bear the three White Tiger Guards first and then kill Song Yunge.

Song Yunge took the lead in getting into the peach blossom miasma, and immediately switched to the Great Sun Tathagata, sealed the sword talisman, and activated the mind method of Yin and Yang Valley.

Use the peach blossom miasma mental method, and these peach blossom miasma will not hurt him.

He whispered, "Follow me!"

The sound was like thunder blew in the ears of the three white tiger guards.

Their eyes were full of peach blossoms, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and they all had no idea where to go. When they heard this sound, they were immediately roused.

Song Yunge threw out his left sleeve and fell into the hands of a White Tiger Guard. The White Tiger Guard hurriedly grabbed it, and the remaining two pulled the White Tiger Guard respectively.

Song Yunge pulled them out of the range of peach blossom miasma, and rushed towards the city wall like a wisp of wind.

Jiao Fang, who was standing on the wall, hurriedly came out when she saw this.

The three Yin-Yang Valley disciples were furious and chased each other, but found that they were getting farther and farther away, and it was impossible to catch up.

Song Yunge brought the three of them back to the city wall. Jiao Fang let out a long sigh and clasped her fists and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother Song!"

Song Yunge smiled: "How can you not save your life if you are all in the White Tiger Guard?"

Jiao Fang looked at him with a complicated expression.

As a disciple of Yuntian Palace, he hated Song Yunge to the core, but now he has made a truce and can't kill him anymore.

But no one will forget the grudge he killed the disciples of Yuntian Palace.

But this time he was actually saved by his life, and he never expected that Song Yunge would come to save him.

If you were yourself, you might pretend that you didn’t hear or see it.

He was in a complicated mood.

But he did not erase his hostility towards Song Yunge. After all, he killed so many fellow disciples and was the big enemy of Yuntian Palace.

Everyone surrounded Jiao Fang and looked at him curiously.

Jiao Fang said: "I didn't expect that he was so vulnerable in front of Junior Brother Song."

He sighed inwardly, no wonder Song Yunge was indeed outstanding in his life.

Mei Ying smiled and looked at Song Yunge, saw through his intentions, and snorted: "Senior Brother Jiao, since they are dead, then continue to log the wood."

"Okay." Jiao Fang nodded slowly.

He was eager to make contributions, leaving behind him with the pursuits and ensuring that he became a leader.

Everyone continued to log wood. Song Yunge floated away hundreds of meters, came to a tree, turned his head and smiled, "How?"

"Thank you!" Huang Feiye showed up.

Her bright eyes shining and her excitement was revealed.

Song Yunge said: "Miss Huang, I have something to ask for."

"What's the matter?" Huang Feiye looked at his smile and felt that nothing was good.

Song Yunge said: "I need amazing skills now to become the leader of the White Tiger Guard."

"Excellent achievements?" Huang Feiye frowned.
Chapter completed!