He silently followed the old man in purple clothes.

Song Yunge glanced at him and stopped asking.

These Xuanwu Guards could not compete with masters in the Sword Saint Sword Marquis realm, so they would be fine with the Sword Master realm.

The remaining Xuanwu Guard looked at each other and stood silently behind Song Yunge.

Song Yunge looked at the crowd coming and going, and said nothing as if he was a statue.

After a while, a Xuanwu Guard couldn't help but wonder: "Song Shichang, who was the old man just now?"

"have no idea."

"Then why catch him?"

"Because he killed too many people."

"Can you see who has killed someone and not killed someone?" Another Xuanwu Guard became even more curious, half-believing and half-doubted.

Song Yunge turned his head and glanced at him and smiled.

"Is this because of the realm?"

"I have hope of Qi Technique."

"Oh—" the three of them suddenly realized.

They suddenly woke up. Song Yunge seemed to be proficient in the art of looking at Qi, and could see things that others could not see, especially the resentment of dead people, so they decided to make a case like a god.

"Song Shichang, we are very surprised. Why did you leave the Suzaku Wei? With your Qi-seeing technique, it is easy to achieve great achievements?"

Daluo City is stable, but no matter how stable it is, there are evil people who will commit evil deeds, and there are so many martial arts masters.

It is inevitable that a person with a sharp blade will become more accustomed to the use of force once his martial arts is stronger.

Once a conflict occurs, it is too easy to die. It is definitely not a small contribution to a murder case, so it is too easy to make contributions based on his qi-seeking skills.

Song Yunge smiled: "It's too difficult to solve the case and make contributions. There are still few cases in Daluo City."

"But the White Tiger Guard is too dangerous?"

"We can only try our best if we are in danger."

The three Xuanwu Guards fell silent.

This sentence is easy to say, but it is too difficult to do. If you lose your life, you may lose your life with just one thought.

"We admire it."

"When you are forced to that point, you will choose the same thing." Song Yunge looked outside and said carelessly.

The three of them nodded slowly.

They all knew what was going on, and Song Yunge was chased by Yuntian Palace clearly.

This incident has been spread to the entire Daluo City, and everyone in the Four Spirit Guards knows that now the Yuntian Palace and Tianyue Mountain are in a standstill, and Song Yunge is still alive.

You must know that everyone decided that Song Yunge would definitely die and would never survive.

"I'm really waiting!" Song Yunge let out a soft hum, his face darkened.

"Why did you wait?" the three of them asked hurriedly.

Song Yunge said: "Don't show your head, don't go down the city wall!"

He whispered, then let out a long roar, jumped down from the city wall, and swept towards the city gate.

The pedestrians outside the north city gate heard the whistle and couldn't help but look up and saw Song Yunge coming like a red eagle.

The experienced ones retreated one after another and gave up their central position.

Song Yunge landed in front of an old man who was very handsome, pressed his sword sheath on his hand, and said calmly: "You really dare to come!"

As long as you step into Daluo City, even if you are the Sword Marquis, the Sword King will be suppressed.

At that time, he could clearly sense the Ninth Heaven and know that he had reached the realm of the Sword King, but once he took action, he would be suppressed and his power was greatly reduced.

The old man's beard and his beards are all white, and his old look seems to fall to the ground at any time, and he can fall apart with a slight touch.

He looked at Song Yunge in confusion: "You guy, you..."

Song Yunge laughed: "Put it away, you should know that I can see your true face!"

"Oh..." the old man shook his head and sighed: "Why is this? Why are you pressing step by step? I don't want to kill you."

Song Yunge said: "Where is Shangguan Yuluo?"

"She has left." The old man said slowly: "I have entered the foreign land and will not come back, don't worry."

Song Yunge looked at him and snorted, "Where is she still healing her wounds? What are you trying to enter the city?"

"I just took a break, and there was no other meaning. Why did you force me like this, brother?" The old man's eyes gradually became blurred.

Song Yunge narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Bang!" The invisible force exploded in the void.

Everyone felt inexplicably that they had never seen them move, but there was such a shocking sound.

The old man and Song Yunge were roaring in clothes, and they couldn't help but take three steps back, looking at each other with a serious expression.

"ah!"

"Ouch!"

Everyone was swept by the wind, flying up one after another, some flying to one meter high, and some pushing out just in a normal manner.

The violent power is like an undercurrent of rage, with different directions.

Many were directly injured and bleeding from the head.

They cursed in their hearts, but they didn't dare to curse. Judging from the way Song Yunge played against the old man, they must be the best master.

"Good boy!" the old man said in a deep voice: "Which sect are you a disciple?!"

He thought Song Yunge was particularly evil.

The magic sect's martial arts are strange and magical, and the changes are unpredictable. When the disciples of the six major sects meet, they will be restrained and will be overwhelmed.

But the boy in front of him was particularly different, as if he had mastered the martial arts of the Demon Sect and was well versed in changes.

Compared to yourself, not only do you not suffer any losses, but you will seize the initiative everywhere. This time is an example.

And as far as he knows, the six major sects do not seem to have such secret techniques.

Song Yunge said: "Song Yunge, Tianyue Mountain!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped behind the old man, and a cold light flashed and then took it back.

The old man reached halfway through his palm and stopped abruptly. He looked down at his heart. A small red dot was spreading rapidly.

"You..." He couldn't believe it.

Song Yunge said calmly: "You are dead."

"Impossible!" The old man pressed his heart and sealed the blood like a soldering iron, and his body suddenly became blurred and hazy.

Song Yunge's waist suddenly lit up again, and nothing happened. Everyone could not see his sword unsheathed, but only saw a red dot on the old man's eyebrows, which expanded rapidly and then blood gushed out.

"You..." The old man's eyes widened, full of disbelief and unwillingness.

This is outside the city, not in the city. His own realm of the Demon King was not suppressed. He still had the upper hand yesterday. Why did Song Yunge from Tianyue Mountain become so strong? It's impossible!

I haven't been able to use my unique skills yet, and I have no time to use my killer weapon!

With anger and reluctance, he slowly fell down.

Song Yunge shook his head, looked around, and hugged his fists as an apology.

After the old man fell down, his face changed rapidly, revealing his middle-aged appearance, and returning to his original appearance.

Everyone immediately realized that this was a master of the Demon Sect and they immediately retreated one after another.

It was originally backing far enough, but now it is even further away, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

The three Xuanwu Guards fell down at this moment and whispered: "Song Shi Chang, who is this?"

Song Yunge shook his head: "You don't need to know, just send him to the military master's mansion."

"Yes." The three of them agreed without hesitation, lifted the middle-aged man up and floated away.

Song Yunge glanced at everyone, hugged his fists and turned back.
Chapter completed!