Du Luo hugged his fists and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Song!"

Song Yunge waved his hand: "Can this Yukong Palace be captured?"

"No." Du Luo shook his head and said, "Young Master Song, don't you think that the four major air envoys are their strongest power, right?"

"no--?"

"If you are going to chase you, they are the strongest, but if you want to attack Yukong Hall, they are not the strongest. Most of the disciples who retired from Yukong Hall have never died."

"Can anyone step into the sword god?"

"The realm of divine knowledge?...no."

"That's it!"

"But they are only one step away. Once they fight their lives, they can barely step into the knowledge of God."

"But it's not the real sword god after all!"

"...Yes." Du Luo nodded helplessly: "No matter how close you are to God Knowledge, it is indeed not God Knowledge."

"That's it!" Song Yunge smiled: "You guys back, let's see how I deal with the Yukong Palace!"

"Be careful." Du Luo hugged his fists and waved his hand.

Everyone hurriedly retreated and hid in a forest of pine trees on the top of the mountain.

These pine trees are blown by the sea breeze and the strong wind, and each tree has cracked bark and looks tragic.

Song Yunge stood by the cliff with his hands behind his back, listening to the sound of the waves hitting the cliff, allowing the sea breeze to blow on the red robe.

It was like a red snake wandering on the sea, and the sky was magnificent and unlike the world, which made Song Yunge's handsome face red.

He gently lifted his sword eyebrows, shaved his little nails, and chuckled, "Let's come out, all the top experts of the Yukong Palace come out, and today we will wipe out your Yukong Palace!"

"Arrogant!" A sudden shout exploded in the sky, and the waves seemed to be affected by it, and stopped.

A white figure fell from the sky and stood in the void opposite Song Yunge, but there was a middle-aged blushing man.

He has a medium figure and mediocre appearance, but his face is unique. He is as red as if he is coated with cinnabar, which is a little deeper than Song Yunge's red robe.

Song Yunge shook his head: "You are not the Sword God, you are not my opponent!"

"Let's take a look!" The middle-aged man with red face pressed his palms.

He was more than fifty meters away from the sea, and a whirlpool suddenly collapsed from the sea, and he picked up his palms.

A huge wave soared into the sky and rushed towards Song Yunge.

Song Yunge brushed his red robe.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the huge waves rolled back.

After devouring the four major envoys, he was proficient in all the martial arts of the Imperial Hall.

This move is the water control technique, the derivative method of the Sky Control Divine Sword, and there is a flying knife hidden in the sea water.

Ordinary people are often blinded by waves, blindly guarding against the waves that soar into the sky, and ignore the flying knife hidden in the waves.

Often, it blocks the waves. When it relaxes, the flying knife suddenly arrives and successfully attacks.

The red-faced middle-aged man's face changed slightly.

The waves rolled back, and the flying knife in the waves also lost control and suddenly rushed towards him.

He hurriedly dodged.

But he couldn't dodge. The flying knife suddenly accelerated, rushed into the middle of his eyebrows, and came out from the back of his head.

Song Yunge shook his head and sang: "Don't show off such a person!"

He pulled the red-faced middle-aged soul into the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, and the Wusheng Sutra was operative at the same time, quickly decomposing it into spiritual power and memory.

He knew the identity of this person, but he was the guard in front of the palace and the ghost knowledge. He was only one step away from the god knowledge.

There are countless such masters in the Yukong Hall, and they have reached the top of their training. There is no way out and they can only struggle hard.

"Lord of the Palace, set up a large formation!" A leisurely voice sounded: "It seems that it is indeed worth our all to go out!"

"Yeah, let's set up the formation." A clear voice sounded.

Then white figures fell from the palace group, floating in the air like flying catkins falling onto the sea.

They stepped on the sea, as if walking on flat ground.

There are a total of eighty-six figures standing on the sea surface, forming a circle that rises and falls gently with the waves.

Song Yunge looked at the eighty-six figures, some old and some young, some tall and some short. The only thing in common is that they are all known to ghosts, namely the realm of the Sword Emperor.

They are all top masters who are unable to step into the realm of the Sword God with one step. Yukong Hall is worthy of being the Yukong Hall.

Song Yunge estimated that even all the Sword Emperor Realm masters in the six major sects combined are not so many.

Standing at the center of the circle is a middle-aged man with a gentle temperament, wearing a white robe, handsome face like a jade-like jade, and extraordinary style.

He held a small palace in his left hand and whispered: "Are you Song Yunge, Tianyue Mountain?"

The small palace is the size of a palm, exquisite and exquisite, like a toy, emitting a brilliant golden light in the setting sun.

"It's me." Song Yunge stood in the void and looked down at them: "Lord Lu, didn't expect we would meet so soon, did you?"

"I really didn't expect it." Lu Zhicheng nodded slightly: "No wonder he can break through to the realm of the Sword God. It's true that he is not going to take the ordinary path! Song Yunge?!"

Song Yunge smiled but did not agree.

Lu Zhicheng shouted: "Song Yunge!"

Song Yunge said: "Lord Lu, if I agree, this Yukong Palace will directly hurt my soul, right?"

"Huh?" Lu Zhicheng frowned and looked at him.

This is the top secret of the Yukong Hall. No one in the hall except for the four major envoys, has learned about it.

How could he know this secret?!

Song Yunge said: "Palace Lord Lu, you underestimate the world too much. There are still some such treasures in the world!"

"And?!" Lu Zhicheng shook his head and said, "Don't lie to me, but I have never heard of such a treasure."

Song Yunge smiled and said, "That's why Lord Lu, you are ignorant. I won't understand the power of the Tianhai Sky-Off Chaos Array. See you again!"

After saying that, he flashed and retreated a hundred meters, then retreated again, and flew to the other side of the cliff and floated along the mountains.

"Song Yunge, how easy is it to escape!" Lu Zhicheng said loudly: "Get up!"

"Boom!" The sky suddenly sounded muffled thunder.

Within a radius of ten miles, dark clouds gathered rapidly, and thunder roared several times in the blink of an eye, and then heavy rain poured down.

Song Yunge failed to escape from the heavy rain.

As soon as the heavy rain, the energy immediately pulled, and the invisible force grabbed me and my body could not move.

"Get up!" A sudden shout rang in his ear, as if it was in his heart, and his body flew up.

The scenery in front of him quickly retreated, and he fell to the sea to the sky.

The sea surface was like green land, with soft elasticity on it, and then he lay on his back on the sea surface, sliding on the ice.

The red clouds in the sky were completely blocked by the dark clouds, and soybean-like raindrops kept falling down and hitting his face.

Song Yunge smiled. What a chaotic formation of sea and sky control air, it was indeed amazing.

His power seemed insignificant in front of this power, and he watched him fly to the center of everyone, towards Lu Zhicheng, who was holding a small golden palace.

"Song Yunge!" Lu Zhicheng stopped shouting again.

The sound of shouting was like a bronze bell, roaring in my ears.

He instantly felt an impulse and wanted to agree.

But the powerful spiritual power immediately responded, suppressing the impulse and closing his mouth tightly.

"Song Yunge!" Lu Zhicheng stopped shouting again, his voice louder, and the power that shocked his heart became stronger.
Chapter completed!