"Ha, you are really a genius, admire him!" Mei Ying looked sarcastic.

He practiced the Netherworld Blood Claws, and then practiced the Great Demon Heavenly Yuan Sacrifice Art, and entered the realm of the Sword Lord.

It took him only two or three days to kill the Demon Lord. How could he practice it in one go?

"I'm also surprised that I can do it once I practice it. Maybe it's the same as Junior Sister Zhuo and Miss Mei, you practice this sect's sword technique." Song Yunge touched his slender sword eyebrows, showing a proud look.

Mei Ying glanced at him sideways with a look of disbelief. She always felt that Song Yunge was strange and something was wrong.

"Here!" Suddenly a shout came.

Several people flew over the treetops, falling down one after another, forming a circle that surrounded Song Yunge and the other two.

Song Yunge glanced at him and found that there were twelve people in total, all of them, all of whom were Vermilion Bird Guards, their eyes shining and their expressions were inspiring.

"Dead!" someone shouted not far away.

Everyone "calls" around, looking at the old man's body like a rare treasure, and tossing and turning from time to time to look at the wounds on his body.

"This sword, this sword, and this punch. The position of this sword is not important, it is not a fatal injury." A young man with a round face excitedly pulled the corpse of the old man in the green robe, pointed to the three injuries and said in a constant stream: "This is the Demon Lord, he can actually stab. His sword technique is really powerful!"

They couldn't help but look at Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying.

Mei Ying snorted, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, this devil is not us..."

Song Yunge interrupted her and sang: "The Demon Lord is dead, the credit has been decided, nothing is wrong with you!"

Everyone suddenly glared at him in dissatisfaction, thinking that he was disappointed.

"Song Yunge, you are a little swordsman, can you speak for yourself!" At this time, four figures floated from afar, and Mei Rui was the leader.

Song Yunge chuckled.

Mei Ying looked helplessly at Piaopiao falling down, holding a folding fan in her hand, making a romantic and elegant appearance.

Mei Rui clasped his fists and bowed to Zhuo Xiaowan: "Miss Zhuo, you're polite!"

Zhuo Xiaowan's head is light.

Song Yunge said: "Mei Rui, you are here to take advantage of the credit, too?"

"Just!" Mei Rui sneered: "I am not like you. A little swordsman insists on sticking behind the two sword masters to get credit for it!"

Song Yunge said: "Mei Rui, you've made a mistake. Junior Sister Zhuo and Miss Mei are both Sword Masters."

"Oh—?" Mei Rui was overjoyed: "Little sister, have you become the Sword Master?!"

Mei Ying nodded helplessly.

Mei Rui didn't see her eyes clearly, laughed, and put away the folding fan suddenly, slapped her palm hard: "Okay, okay! It's true that she is a genius, so she's become a sword master, haha! Hahahaha..."

He saw Song Yunge's smiling face, and suddenly smiled, and pointed at Song Yunge with a folding fan: "A little swordsman actually took the credit from the two sword masters. It's really terrifying to be so thick-skinned!"

Song Yunge laughed and said, "Mei Rui, let me tell you good news, I am already the Sword Master!"

"Hmm-?" Mei Rui's face changed and he looked at Mei Ying.

Mei Ying nodded helplessly: "It's indeed the master of the sword. Brother, this matter is a bit complicated. I'll explain it to you later."

Mei Rui saw her winking, then closed her mouth tactfully, glanced at Song Yunge, looked at the people with ears erect in the distance, and coughed lightly, "Since that's the case, then congratulations, little sister, Miss Zhuo, killing the Demon Lord is a great achievement."

Mei Ying smiled with her head lightly.

Although this old guy was not killed by himself, it was almost the same. Without being restrained by himself and Zhuo Xiaowan, Song Yunge had already turned into a skeleton and died.

They all covered the abnormality of their arms with their sleeves to avoid scaring others. This battle was the most dangerous battle in their lives. It still feels thrilling to think about it. They couldn't help but look at Song Yunge, who had a smile on his face but was not famous for his heart.

What exactly does he think?

He killed the Demon Lord with a swordsman and stepped into the realm of the Sword Lord, which was enough to make a splash, and was famous in Daluo City, and to cleanse his weak image in the past.

No one will miss this opportunity, right?

Fame is extremely important for martial arts masters. It is an invisible and powerful force. If you have high fame, you will have many conveniences and get more resources. How could he give up?

"Thank you for saving your life, the two girls." Song Yunge thanked solemnly with his fists.

He was honest and even Mei Ying, who was not in dealing with him, was selfless and tried his best to save him wholeheartedly.

Zhuo Xiaowan smiled.

Mei Ying nodded carelessly to accept.

Neither of the women destroyed his plan. Since he wanted to hide his weakness, he would let him hide it.

"What a nonsense!" Suddenly, a tall and thin middle-aged and a middle-aged beautiful woman appeared.

"Uncle Master." Song Yunge, Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying clasped their fists at the same time.

The surrounding Vermilion Bird Guards were silent.

The tall and thin middle-aged man is slender, wearing a blue shirt, a wine gourd tied around his waist, his handsome face is full of Yu Si, and his eyebrows are lonely and lonely.

The middle-aged beautiful woman is petite and delicate, with almond eyes and peach cheeks, beautiful and charming, and is very compatible with the tall and thin middle-aged woman standing together.

The tall and thin middle-aged man is Xin Buli, the sword-transmitting elder in Tianyue Villa, while the woman is Mei Yinghua, the sword-transmitting elder in Wuliang Villa, and Meiying's aunt.

Xin Buli frowned and glanced at the scene.

Since they have killed the Demon Lord, even if they have made great contributions, there is nothing more than blaming them for being greedy.

"Let's go." Xin Buli shook his sleeves, and invisible power lifted Zhuo Xiaowan and Song Yunge, turning into a shadow and disappearing in the distance.

Mei Yinghua rolled up Mei Ying, and the two disappeared without a trace.

As soon as they left, the Zhuque Guards came to the old man in green robe and studied his body again.

This is the corpse of the Demon Lord. It is rare to see it in several years. How can you let go of this opportunity?

Some people also talked about Song Yunge, envious of his luck, and actually got a wonderful achievement with Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying.

That's Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying, their eyes are above their peak, and there is no virtue in Song Yunge, who can follow them!
Chapter completed!