Song Yunge returned the sword and returned to the sheath, took another sip of wine, and laughed: "Meng Xuanyuan, but that's it. Forget it, it's really boring, and you can leave!"

He laughed loudly, and his figure suddenly turned into a afterimage, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared into the vast night.

Some of the eight Xuanwu Guards covered their wrists, while others covered their shoulders, with an extremely ugly face.

Meng Xuanyuan's face was blue and white.

The humiliation and blow he suffered that night was unprecedented. At this moment, his mind was at a loss, only the endless laughter in his ears, which shocked him like a magical sound.

Even if he met Jian Zun, he would not feel so powerless, otherwise he would not have faced Mei Rui as tough as Mei Rui because he was not afraid of Mei Ying.

But at this moment, when he thought of Song Yunge, he felt chill all over. This guy was too weird and his methods were too bizarre.

As a sword master, how could he have such a high sword technique? It is even more difficult to deal with than a sword master!

He looked at the direction where Song Yunge disappeared and faintly saw a nightmare shadow.

That powerful and terrifying master of heaven!

He woke up in nightmare countless times, and every nightmare was the same scene. It was the day when the charming master looked at him and he collapsed and fainted.

"What a long..." Xu Zhige came over and whispered: "Let's go first, they won't make things difficult for them."

"...Well, let's go." Meng Xuanyuan said blankly.

Xu Zhige whispered: "This guy is a bit weird. I think he is pretending to be drunk!"

A young man covering his shoulders lowered his voice: "It may not be possible, some people are even more drunk."

"Hmph, there is a limit to being powerful. How can it be so powerful?"

"He must be pretending to be drunk."

“…”

While they were talking in a low voice, they walked out, and more than twenty Suzaku Guards did not stop them.

This is enough to relieve your anger. You can whisper to everyone for a year or two, and there is no need to bother you anymore, so as not to get in a hurry. After all, it is Xuanwu Guard.

Lu Zheng and Mei Rui stood on the roof a mile away and looked here from a distance.

Lu Zheng always smiled gently, but at this moment he looked solemn and serious, with bright eyes.

Mei Rui's eyes lit up excitedly, and as she watched Meng Xuanyuan and the others leave, she clapped her palms hard: "Okay! OK!"

He turned his head to look at Lu Zheng: "Senior Brother Lu, can you do it?"

"No." Lu Zheng shook his head.

Mei Rui laughed and said, "It's true that he is worthy of being the one who has beaten me, he is indeed amazing!"

He even wondered which one is better than Song Yunge and Xiaomei.

Perhaps only by swordsmanship, my younger sister may not be better than Song Yunge.

But with the realm, it’s different. My little sister is the Sword Master, and she must be better than Song Yunge!

Lu Zheng's two swords were still lingering in his mind. The sword moves looked very ordinary, but they were so wonderful that they were just right.

It is really incredible that such swordsmanship has reached the state of being simple and authentic, and not being skilled. Song Yunge has such profound martial arts literacy?

"Senior Brother Lu, don't say bad things about me in front of my younger sister!" Mei Rui patted Lu Zheng's shoulder.

Lu Zheng laughed: "Of course I won't say bad things, I will tell the truth."

"...Okay, it's okay to tell the truth." Mei Rui saw that he was so incomprehensible, and shook his head helplessly.

This guy also admires his younger sister, so he doesn’t know how to please him. He is really a elm-head!

——

Song Yunge returned to his yard, sat at the stone table, thinking about his gains and losses this night.

If you pretend to be drunk and crazy, even if you hold the following accountable, you can reduce some punishment. After all, you are drunk.

As for the battle that followed, it was justified. Even if he could not fight against the Suzakuwei, he came to help, and it was legal to beat people.

It’s so satisfying! Extremely happy!

This is the state and way of living that the master of Tianwai Tian should have!

This venting is really a releasing of the past depression, the heart is empty and the pleasure is extremely relaxed.

At this moment, my whole body is comfortable and light, and my thoughts are clear and flexible.

It seems that this is the true meaning of a warrior. You cannot suppress your heart. The more you suppress it, the harder it is to comprehend the sword intent.

He suddenly felt an impulse, turned around and left the courtyard, and came outside another courtyard.

"Junior Sister Zhuo?" He knocked on the door.

Zhuo Xiaowan's voice floated out: "Senior Brother Song?...It's dark in the night!"

"I want to learn the Kyusai Sword Art." Song Yunge said.

He exhaled gently and shook his body, all the alcohol was shaken away, and his whole body was refreshed.

The gate of the courtyard is open.

She was standing in the moonlight.

A white dress was like snow, and the moonlight fell on her body like water, and her whole body was emitting a warm luster, like a white jade beauty.

"Happy Sword Art?" Zhuo Xiaowan asked softly.

Song Yunge nodded.

Zhuo Xiaowan reached out and a long sword hung on the vermilion pillar of the pavilion flew over.

She waved her sword and danced lightly, like a breeze blowing slowly in front of him. The wind became stronger and stronger, and eventually turned into a howling wind.

Qingguang retracted, Zhuo Xiaowan quickly withdrew his sword, and Qingmou looked at him: "Senior Brother, do you remember?"

Song Yunge nodded slowly.

After absorbing two souls, he found that his spirit became stronger and stronger, and he had reached the state of never forgetting his memory.

I have remembered the Kuaizai Sword Technique once and it is deeply imprinted in my mind.

He drew his sword and stabbed it gently, and then slowly used it, from the beginning to the maturity, and practiced it over and over again.

Zhuo Xiaowan stood aside with a sword, and from time to time he suddenly thrust his sword, inspiring Song Yunge's understanding of the sword intent.

"Buzz..." Song Yunge's body suddenly sounded dull.

A white light burst out from the middle of the eyebrows, rushing straight into the sky.

A white rainbow fell down and enveloped his body. After a moment, it turned into a small sword and fell into his Baihui acupoint.

"Buzz..." The body was like a bell being ringed, shaking endlessly, and the power transformed by Bai Hong was changing his physique.

Every time you have a realm of Jin, your physical constitution will be stronger so that you can withstand the energy infusion of the next level of heaven.

The trembling stopped, Song Yunge laughed a long time, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister Zhuo."

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head gently: "I want to congratulate Senior Brother Song, and I have also entered the realm of Sword Master."

Song Yunge touched his slender sword eyebrows and stepped into the sword master. Finally, he no longer had to wear a mask to be a human being, and he could return his true face!

"Then I will say goodbye." Song Yunge clasped his fists.

The moon is in the sky, and it is already dark in the night. At this time, Zhuo Xiaowan opened the door without hesitation. He was very grateful.

If you change to an ordinary woman, you may not open the hospital gate without suspicion.

I am in a state of indifference and indifference, which is most in line with the essence of Kuaizai Sword Art. If Junior Sister Zhuo refuses to open the door to pass the sword and misses this state of mind, she will not be able to understand it so quickly. I don’t know how long it takes to get stuck in the realm of the Sword Lord, and I must not step in as easily as I am now.

Feng Jin was stuck at the peak of the Sword Lord for three years, and too many people were even longer or even for a lifetime. Even if they were as powerful as Zhuo Xiaowan and Meiying, they were stuck at the peak of the Sword Lord for more than a year.

Zhuo Xiaowan watched him turn around and close the yard gate, left lightly, and breathed out leisurely.

Her bright eyes flashed, thinking.

——

The next day, Song Yunge took a break and stayed in his yard, practicing swordsmanship.

He has only understood the three styles of Kuaizai Sword Technique. It is not the peak of the Sword Master, and he still has a way to go.

At this time, he was not complacent, but instead was full of energy and practiced more seriously and harder.

I practiced until the evening and had already practiced the fourth stance.

I felt that I needed a good meal of wine and food to reward myself, so I went to the villa in Tiandang Valley.

The villa in Tiandang Valley is incomparable to Wuliang Villa, and it is about the same size as a palace.

When he arrived outside the yard, he happened to see Gu Jingyin walking out.

Gu Jingyin was wearing a yellow shirt and was walking out with a smile on her face. The sunset made her more and more beautiful.

Seeing Song Yunge, she immediately put away her smile and snorted: "Junior Brother Song, are you here to find Junior Sister Yang?"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "Senior Sister Gu is still angry."
To be continued...