"Get back!" Lu Zhaoye waved and shouted.

The four spirit guards around them suddenly retreated, avoiding the two of them, as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.

The white lights rushing towards them made them frightened, and the speed was not something they could react at all.

Song Yunge said: "Master of the Army, let's retreat to the Master's Mansion."

"Okay." Lu Zhaoye nodded.

His heart felt complicated.

Song Yunge seemed to be carrying a puppy, and although he was pressed on his shoulder, he still looked embarrassed.

Especially under his reflection, the majesty of his military leader disappeared.

I was taken care of by the Yukong Palace in this way, but I was implicated by Song Yunge. If it weren't for Song Yunge, the people in the Yukong Palace would not deal with me at all.

But he also knew that if it weren't for Song Yunge, he would have died.

I really don’t know whether to hate him or be grateful to him.

Even so, when he retreated to the military master's mansion, he would ask himself for a word and give him full respect, and he would be grateful.

Song Yunge took Lu Zhaoye to wander around, trampling through the alley, and avoiding the four young men in white flying knives flying in.

Everyone returned to the wall and looked down at the situation here. They saw four people in the Yukong Hall eating like four snow-white eagles, while Song Yunge and Lu Zhaoye were like two rabbits, and were chased into a mess.

"Oh..." Everyone sighed faintly, feeling uncomfortable.

"Yukong Hall..." They felt cold inexplicably, but they didn't expect that Yukong Hall was so powerful and so terrifying.

The military leader was still so embarrassed that he ran away like a rabbit. What if he were them?

I'm afraid no one is the opponent of the Yukong Hall. If you are targeted by the Yukong Hall, you will undoubtedly die.

"What should I do?" Lu Zhaoye said in a deep voice: "Even if I return to the military master's mansion, I can't stop them!"

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "No hurry."

He did not return to the army master's mansion, but circled around the city.

Everyone in the city watched silently, clenched their hands tightly, and wanted to rush over and smash the four young men in white.

But they can do nothing.

This feeling of powerlessness made them disappointed and sad, hated and helpless, and their hearts seemed to be held invisible hands.

The big hands became tighter and tighter, making them breathless.

This feeling of frustration was about to explode, and their legs were slightly bent, and they could hardly control themselves and rushed out.

"Swish!" A white light suddenly shot out in the opposite direction.

The previous white lights all came from four young men in white and shot at Song Yunge, but this time they were completely opposite, from Song Yunge and shot at four young men in white.

"Huh?" Zhao Manhua was surprised.

Her eyes widened and she stared at a white light hitting a young man in white and shooting him down.

The young man in white suddenly raised his body, as if he was in the water to swim back.

He leaned back and flew straight backwards, forming a graceful arc that fell on a roof, hanging on the roof without moving.

"Senior Brother Butcher!" The other three young men in white stopped drinking.

"Swish!" Another white light hit a young man in white.

"Retreat!" The remaining two young men in white immediately landed on the ground, without hesitation, without caring about their companions, and directly ran against the ground and ran out of the city.

They saw with their own eyes that Song Yunge's flying knife was weird and could not be defended. In this city, their strength was limited and they could not fully exert their power.

They have now realized that no wonder Song Yunge wants to escape back to the city, but he has occupied the advantage of the territory.

The two of them were like two shadows swept across the earth quickly, and the people standing on the top of the city clearly saw their speed.

Everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

The speed of these two people is really as fast as a glimpse of light and extremely fast, and no one of them is as good as that of them.

Could it be possible to escape at this speed?

"Swish!" A white light accurately shot a young man in white.

The man who was speeding suddenly lost control and directly hit the opposite wall and into the wall.

Seeing this, another young man in white changed suddenly, unpredictable, and faintly appeared.

"Swish!" A white light appeared out of thin air.

"Du!" The young man in white suddenly let out a silence, like a thunderclap.

The white light shot in front of his eyebrows suddenly stopped, and a knife hung in the air, with a clear light as the size of his thumb.

The young man in white was filled with endless anger.

This is a kind of betrayal anger. This knife is his own flying knife, a flying knife that he has always been intimate with and has been in love with God and God. He is getting along day and night, and is closer than any of his relatives and friends.

"Ah--!" He roared up to the sky and the flying knife trembled, as if he could sense his sadness and anger, as if he wanted to stop himself from moving forward.

But the flying knife could not control itself, and allowed the infinite power to drive it to move forward step by step towards the eyebrows of the young man in white.

The young man in white widened his eyes and stared at it tightly, trying to retreat, but all his power was concentrated in front of him, fighting for control of the flying knife, and had no time to move his footsteps.

The flying knife slowly approached, bit by bit, from one foot to half a foot, and finally one inch. The chill of the flying knife had already penetrated into his eyebrows, making him more focused and more focused.

Under life and death, his potential was fully stimulated, his eyes were already filled with blood, and he looked terrifying.

Everyone on the city wall stared at this side attentively, secretly nervous. At this time, they suddenly felt a little pitiful to him.

Being approached by death step by step and being stabbed by a flying knife little by little, this feeling must be despair and terrifying.

Zhao Manhua whispered: "How come Junior Brother Song can fly a knife, it seems to be the same as the Yukong Palace!"

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head softly and said, "He has some encounters and knows some amazing skills outside our Tianyue Mountain."

"Yes..." Zhao Manhua sighed: "If you don't have enough luck, you will not be able to get to this point today."

Sword God, I'm afraid there is only one sword God in the world.

What kind of understanding and luck does this require? I was always trapped at the swordsman level.

I'm afraid it's because of this that we have a deep enough foundation to get to where we are today, right?

After Song Yunge became the Sword God, all the disciples who knew Tian Yueshan were reflecting and thinking about Song Yunge's hard work in the Swordsman Period, and were thinking about whether it was necessary to stay in the Swordsman Period and lay a solid foundation for enough time, which was the most important step to becoming the Swordsman Period.

"Swish!" Another white light shot through, piercing the eyebrows of the young man in white. The knife that had been before stopped in the void and trembled gently.

The young man in white looked blank and stared at the flying knife. The divine light in his eyes gradually dissipated and eventually disappeared.

"Bang!" The young man in white fell to the ground.

The flying knife did not move in the air, and then suddenly flew back into Song Yunge's sleeve.

He let go of Lu Zhaoye's shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief: "I finally got through this level!"

Lu Zhaoye smiled bitterly and said, "If you can hide from the first day of the lunar month and cannot escape from the fifteenth day of the lunar month, they must lie near the military master's mansion and must kill you."

"They are powerless." Song Yunge smiled and said, "It has been solved, but the next group of people from the Yukong Palace will come. I have to leave here to avoid hindering everyone."

After saying that, Song Yunge frowned again.
Chapter completed!