Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying walked lightly, and Song Yunge followed closely behind.

Feng Jin moved for a while but found pain all over his body, soft and weak. Song Yunge's voice came from his ears: "Senior Brother, help me take care of Yun Yan."

Feng Jin glanced at Yang Yunyan, who was leaning against the wall, nodded helplessly, knowing that he was also a burden to go.

He knew Song Yunge's ability and would definitely find the Demon Lord. If the three of them joined forces, they could kill the Demon Lord.

Zhuo Xiaowan is in the center, Mei Ying is on the left, Song Yunge is on the right, and the three of them avoid the Suzaku Avenue and walk through the alleys.

"Can you really find it?" Mei Ying snorted: "The last time I didn't the blind cat hit a dead mouse, right?"

Song Yunge and Feng Jin killed the Demon Lord who could not be found by everyone. Although this matter was kept confidential, it could not be hidden from her.

Song Yunge said: "I can only say I'm trying it out, but I'm not sure."

"Once this old devil runs away, we'll be in trouble!" Mei Ying frowned and snorted: "He will definitely take revenge!"

Song Yunge said: "I am just worried that we will not have the chance to kill him, and we will kill him before the guard or military leader!"

As long as the Demon Sect master kills people in Daluo City, he will be hunted down. If the guard master is defeated, the army master will take action. If the army master is defeated, the elder will take action. Even if the elder fails, he will ask the top masters of the six major sects to take action.

No matter how much the price you pay, you must kill the murderer.

This is the determination of the Four Spirit Guards.

However, sometimes the top masters of the six major sects cannot kill the murderer, so there is nothing we can do about it. After all, the magic sect's martial arts are better than the six major sects.

Even so, ordinary demon sect masters no longer dare to be arrogant in Daluo City, and they have to hold their tails together.

This time, the old man in the green robe killed two people in a row, and the Four Spirit Guards would never let him go. If they want to kill him, they must rush before the Four Spirit Guards are dispatched.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "He should run away now and cannot catch up with him!"

Song Yunge shook his head: "The Demon Sect often acts unexpectedly!"

He knew that the Dao of Confucian has a secret technique, the magical skill of stealing the sky and changing the sun, and can escape the tracking of demonic breath.

This technique requires strict requirements, and not every master of the Faithful Dao has the conditions to use it. However, with Zhuo Xiaowan and Meiying, the old man in the green robe has the possibility of using it.

He lurks in Daluo City with his purpose. He will not leave easily without achieving his goal. If he has the opportunity to lurk again or even take revenge, how can he let it go?

More importantly, this is also his chance to escape the pursuit of Daluo City, otherwise it would be difficult for him to escape death.

So as long as he finds that there are no pursuers, he will stop and must use the two girls to use the magical skill of stealing the sky and changing the sun.

Of course, Song Yunge won't say much.

The two girls nodded slightly. The masters of the Demon Sect were indeed so weird.

None of the three of them discussed the Suzaku Wei's robbery of the merits.

This is a chronic disease, and no one can do anything about it. It is caused by the merit system of the Four Spirit Guards.

It is indeed a bad thing to seize merit, but if everyone does not have the intention to seize merit, how can they quickly rescue their colleagues?

"But you are amazing enough." Mei Ying looked at Song Yunge curiously: "You little swordsman can actually attack the Demon Lord. Although Junior Sister Zhuo held him to pay attention, it was rare!... You can still survive under his palm, Song Yunge, hidden! "

The Demon Lord has a keen intuition, but it is not so easy to attack, even if she does not have a successful attack, she will not be able to attack successfully.

The Demon Lord was so angry that he could slap a little swordsman to death, but he was not seriously injured. It can be seen that he was strange and he couldn't underestimate him.

Song Yunge smiled: "This is natural. You have to hide some skills before you can gain a foothold in Daluo City...he is there!"

He pointed to the mountain in the distance and whispered: "I want to attack us."

"I really can't escape?" Mei Ying said in surprise: "I'm so brave, I'm not afraid of death."

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "The Army Lord and the Guard Lord have not taken action yet. It is obvious that he is not in the city, so he dares to stay."

Song Yunge said: "So he will definitely be impatient to solve us, but we are not in a hurry."

"Anti-sneak attack?" Mei Ying said.

Song Yunge looked at her with a compliment.

Mei Ying glanced at him. She was so tall, and she was a sword master. She even praised him as a little swordsman?

But I still felt quite comfortable and snorted: "It's easy to say, how can I attack him against the sneak attack?"

Song Yunge said: "We pretend not to know that he should have the magical power to hide his breath."

Zhuo Xiaowan reminded lightly: "Don't be tricked by him."

Song Yunge smiled: "Believe me!"

"Okay." Zhuo Xiaowan smiled and nodded.

This Senior Brother Song is an ordinary martial arts, but his methods are powerful, and he acts boldly but meticulously, which is indeed far superior to ordinary people.

Meiying's cherry lips opened, but she did not object in the end.

Let's believe it for a while. After all, if it weren't for Song Yunge, they wouldn't have found this Demon Lord.

The three of them flew towards the mountain.

Song Yunge's lips twitched, and his voice rang in their ears: "He is hiding halfway up the mountain, I will take the lead."

"Can you see it so far?" Mei Ying's lips twitched.

Song Yunge's senses are sharper than his own? He is the sword master!

Song Yunge said lightly: "Talent."

Mei Ying glanced at him and knew that he would not say much. It was mysterious, as if anyone wanted to know!

The three of them were extremely fast and arrived halfway up the mountain in the blink of an eye.

Song Yunge could not sense the existence of the old man, but the Qi-seeing technique could clearly see the four halos.

This is obviously a secret technique, which is the terrifying thing about the Demon Sect. The secret techniques are endless and it is hard to defend against.

Unlike the six major sects such as Tianyue Mountain, each sect has only a few sets of martial arts, which are powerful and upright.

A small sword lit up on the eyebrows of the three of them. They drew their swords out of the sheath, and the sword body was as full as autumn water.

Song Yunge's voice sounded in the two women's ears: "Be careful of his mental attack!"

Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying's bright eyes flashed and they nodded slightly.

The old man in green robe hidden behind a stone narrowed his eyes slightly, as if a snake was hibernating, sensing the movements outside.

The three of them had a lot of breath, obviously catching the vitality of the sky outside the sky.

It is very troublesome to join forces with two sword masters. As long as you first severely damage one sword master, the remaining sword master and the swordsman will not be a problem.

His mind flowed, but his breath remained motionless, as if the flood was slowly accumulating, waiting for the opportunity to break the dam.

He sneered in secret that it was useless for them to be prepared. They could not sense themselves or resist their own thunder attack.

The three of them were getting closer and closer, and his breath became deeper and deeper, as if his whole body was retracted into the water.

As he got closer and closer, he calculated the best time to take action.

"Du!" His hidden and compressed power instantly turned into a voice, spitting out a word.

The sound was like an arrow, and it instantly shot into the minds of the three people.

This is the most powerful masterpiece of the Tao of Confused Love. It condenses into an arrow with all its spirit, and can even make the other party become an idiot.

Song Yunge was already guarding against this move, and the sky-blocking Jue could stop it.

Even though the two women were prepared, they were still in a daze. The power of Lihen Yin was urging with all their strength was too strong.

The old man in the green robe flew up from behind the stone like an eagle, rushing towards Zhuo Xiaowan, and his right palm was as crystal white as a piece of white jade.

When he passed by Song Yunge, he didn't even look at it. He firmly believed that this song of separation and hatred was enough to make Song Yunge seriously injured and unconscious.

This is the crushing of realm and power. A swordsman is a swordsman. No matter how sinister or strange the methods are, they cannot be stopped.

As the white jade-like palm approached Zhuo Xiaowan's chest, she whined and let out a light "swish".

Song Yunge's long sword had already pierced into his right chest.

He was originally going to pierce his heart, but when he took action, he found that his left chest was slightly bulging, as if something was cushioning.

His mind turned his back and immediately realized that this was a heart-protecting mirror and other things that could block the tip of the sword, so he changed it to his right chest.

The white jade-like palm suddenly relaxed, and Zhuo Xiaowan had already turned around and avoided it, wielding the sword under the slash.

Mei Ying's sword light also swung over and wanted to surround him.

"Ah——!" When the old man in the green robe saw that it was Song Yunge again, he instantly rushed into the sky and roared: "It's! Die!"

He roared and patted Song Yunge. His hair instantly faded and turned black into snow-white. Black light appeared faintly around him, and his eyes became sharp as needles.

"Half-step Demon Saint!" Song Yunge shouted.

This is the Great Demon Heavenly Yuan Sacrifice Technique that instantly burned thirty years of life, and went up to the next level.

"Dingding!" The old man in green robe gently plucked his left fingers, and Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying's long swords swept away, almost losing his hand.

Their bodies were stiff, and the cold power surged from their swords swallowed their vitality and eroded their internal organs, which had already hurt them.

They are busy exercising secret techniques.
To be continued...