"Swish!" With a light roar, the sword light flashed in the sky and disappeared immediately.

Zhuo Xiaowan made a sword and returned to the sheath, with a smile on her cold and beautiful face, and clasped her fists and said, "Thank you, senior brother."

Song Yunge shook his head: "You have a high understanding and a deep foundation, so you don't have to thank me."

If it weren't for her solid foundation, it would be useless even if he forced her.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "I really didn't expect that I would step into the realm of Sword King so quickly..."

She really didn't expect it to be so fast, she just wanted to practice swordsmanship with Song Yunge and sharpen her swordsmanship.

I never expected that I would enter the Sword King realm so easily. The Sword King realm is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Why is it so easy for me?

"This time, Mei Ying is afraid she will cry out in anger." Song Yunge suddenly laughed.

Zhuo Xiaowan smiled with her lips pursed.

The heavy rain slowly stopped, and the sun quickly broke through the dark clouds and shone down.

The clear breath refreshes the heart.

Song Yunge suddenly frowned.

He felt something strange and said to Zhuo Xiaowan: "Junior sister, I want to go out."

Zhuo Xiaowan nodded: "Do you want me to go with me?"

"No need." Song Yunge said: "I'll come back later, and we will start taking on the mission of the White Tiger Guard tomorrow."

"Okay." Zhuo Xiaowan hugged her fists and floated away.

Song Yunge turned into a shadow and floated out of Shichang Mansion, rushed directly out of the southern city and came to the woods.

The air in the woods after the rain is both fresh and moist.

His body was like lightning, and he rushed out with a "swish". The water droplets dripping from the leaves were knocked into several petals. Before the water droplets fell to the ground, he had disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, he came to a place, heard a dull and heavy blow, and then saw the yellow shadow flashing.

When he looked at it, Huang Feiye flew up and spurted out a blood arrow in the air, falling softly.

He flew over and caught it, and his hands were light and warm.

"You..." Huang Feiye breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was him: "Be careful of his flying knife!"

Song Yunge looked at a young man in the distance.

The young man was thin and thin, with a pale face, as if he had not recovered from his long illness and could be blown away by a gust of wind.

It is hard to believe that such a thin young man would seriously injure Huang Feiye and fly so far.

Huang Feiye looked down and she hit a flying knife in her chest, which was deeply stuck to her left chest.

But no blood was flowing out.

But she was obviously seriously injured, and Song Yunge guessed that there should be treasures like heart protection mirrors on her chest.

"Who are you?" asked the thin young man in a beautiful voice.

Song Yunge said coldly: "Who are you?"

He also used the charm of heaven, skillful and free, and Huang Feiye suddenly looked up with a look of surprise.

"Sun Changfeng in Xiayukong Hall." The thin young man said lightly: "Who are you from her?"

Song Yunge said lightly: "Sarutobi Sect Zheng Yuan."

The thin young man frowned and said, "Of the Sarutobi Sect, I advise you to stay away."

Song Yunge said: "Why do you hurt someone? How did she offend you?"

"Don't mention personal grudges too much. If you don't let go, don't blame me for being ruthless under the knife." Sun Changfeng said lightly.

Song Yunge looked down at Huang Feiye.

Huang Feiye struggled out of his arms, shook his head and said, "For some reason, this guy is really crazy."

Sun Changfeng said coldly: "You killed my junior brother, and you still said it was inexplicable?"

"Who?" Huang Feiye frowned and said, "I have never killed a disciple of the Yukong Palace!"

"Meng Zhaoxiang." Sun Changfeng said.

"...I don't recognize it." Huang Feiye shook his head.

Sun Changfeng said: "He likes to cover his face and likes to have fun."

Huang Feiye frowned and said, "With his face covering..., I met a few thieves on the way here. I wanted to do something wrong and killed them directly. Could it be that Meng Zhaoxiang there?"

"...It should be like this." Sun Changfeng said.

"Impossible!" Huang Feiye shook his head: "How can the disciples of Yukong Palace have such low martial arts skills?"

Sun Changfeng coughed lightly and said lightly: "Junior Brother Meng has always liked to play and doesn't like practicing martial arts."

"When did you Yukong Palace dote on your disciples so much?" Song Yunge said coldly: "Is it the disciple of an elder?"

"Not bad." Sun Changfeng said: "It's the disciple of the family master, so no matter who kills him, he will be killed. Today he will definitely die!"

"It's inexplicable!" Huang Feiye shouted: "Who knows he is a thief or a disciple of the Yukong Palace. He is seeking death and he still blames me!"

"You killed him." Sun Changfeng said slowly: "Then you will pay your life, you can accept your fate."

He swung his hands.

A cold star flashed on Song Yunge's waist.

"Ding..." Shuxue Sword collided with a cold light, making a clear sound, and then saw a knife as thin as a cicada's wing, about the width of a little finger, buzzing and trembling in the air.

Song Yunge set out his sword again.

"Ding..." The knife finally landed on the ground.

Song Yunge's face changed slightly.

Sun Changfeng also changed his face.

"What kind of sword technique is this?!" Sun Changfeng's face was gloomy and he gritted his teeth and said slowly.

His expression seemed to have a deep blood hatred with Song Yunge.

The Yukong Divine Sword is the world's number one sword technique. Nothing can be defeated, and the one who emits it will definitely hit it. If you are not sure, you will not shoot it out. If you are sure to shoot it out, you will definitely hit it.

It was already an accident that the sword could not kill Huang Feiye. He could actually block it with sword skills.

He was furious and curious.

Is there any sword in the world that can block the Yukong Divine Sword?

Song Yunge said: "Sword God's Second Style!"

"Sword God!" Sun Changfeng sneered: "Are you really from Sarutobi Sect? Not from the Tsacana Courtyard?"

The Sarutobi Sect is good at swordsmanship, but the guy in front of him is swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is superb.

When discussing the essence of swordsmanship, only the Treasure Courtyard is the first, and the Imperial Palace is the first in swordsmanship.

Song Yunge said: "Forget this matter today, I will spare your life."

"Hehe!" Sun Changfeng sneered repeatedly: "Do you think it can really block my flying knife?"

"Then try it!"

Song Yunge had already stepped on him next, and the cold star lit up.

"Ding..." With a crisp sound, a small knife shot into the sword.

The position of this sword is clever, not shooting at the tip of the sword, but the body of the sword. The powerful force hits the tip of the sword.

Song Yunge's face remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with awesomeness.

The power on this knife was strange and strange, otherwise the knife would be broken with one sword, but it was helpless to use the knife. It was not that the blade was hard and the material was strange, but that the power on the knife was strange.

"Dingding Dingding Ding..." Song Yunge stabbed out with a sword.

Since the Sword God's second style has been realized, it has been invincible. In the same realm, there are no resistance to the hands, and it is the first time that there are so many swords.

The Sun Changfeng in front of him was really difficult, the most difficult guy he had ever seen.

He was alert and chilled.

It seems that I am attacking wildly, but if I don’t pay attention, the flying knife will hit me, which will cause my life and worry.

Sun Changfeng seemed to have endless flying knives, shot out one by one, but his heart was filled with awe.

In order to prevent, I brought twenty-four swords. I never thought I would need to use so many swords, but the sword technique in front of me was so sharp that twenty-four swords were not enough.

He must be waiting for his knife to run out!

He was secretly anxious, his eyes lit up, and the sword light suddenly became bright.

"Ding..." Shuxue sword opened.

Song Yunge secretly cried out, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

"Swish!" A small knife had already appeared at the original location.

Song Yunge was already behind Sun Changfeng the next moment.
Chapter completed!