Ruyue opened her eyes and said slowly: "Who are you?"

The woman in green clothes showed a hint of sadness on her face: "The little woman's reputation is not worth mentioning. She is ordered to come and take your life today."

"You-?" Ruyue looked down at her and shook her head gently and said, "Miss, you are not my opponent, so you'd better go there, you don't have to die."

"I heard that the young master is the sword god." The woman in green put away her sadness and said calmly: "I was just about to learn about the sword god's unique skills."

"Your cultivation is only at the level of the Sword Marquis. Which disciple is yours?" Ruyue didn't hear Song Yunge talking in her ear, so she performed her own way, trying to figure out the origin of this woman.

The woman in green shook her head gently: "If Mr. Song can beat me, it will not be too late to tell me!"

Song Yunge turned his head and looked at Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan was staring at the woman in green clothes. She felt Song Yunge's gaze and looked back at him: "But is inappropriate?"

Song Yunge frowned and said, "I'm afraid this is not true."

"Hmm-?" Song Yuyan was stunned and then said, "Isn't it true that the God-killing Sword?"

Song Yunge said slowly: "If it is the real God-killing Sword, she should have noticed something is wrong."

"Don't she know the fate she faces?"

"I'm afraid I already know." Song Yunge said: "This is a dead soldier, but the sword has not been sheathed, but she is not surprised at all. That means that she knows that the sword will not be sheathed, but only attracts attention."

His face suddenly changed and he snorted: "I'm looking for it!"

Through his feelings, he matches the demon eyes and uses the demon eyes' sensing ability to find someone who is threatening to him.

He finally saw a little beggar walking along an alley, slowly approaching Zuixianlou in the shadows.

Although the little beggar's face was gray and he couldn't see his face clearly, his eyes were cold and there seemed to be no feelings for a living person, but only dead silence.

He felt weird.

What's even more strange is that he had no sword or sword on his body, only a half-tied dress.

The little beggar stopped under the wall of the alley and could see the Zuixian Tower. At this time, he saw Song Yunge on the roof.

Surprising and joy flashed in its eyes, and then it was swallowed by indifference. It lowered its head and leaned on the corner of the wall without saying a word, slowly taking out a dagger from its arms.

The dagger is only the length of a palm, and looks dark and gently pulled out, with rust, as if it will rot and break at any time.

Song Yunge's hair stood up all over his body.

Song Yuyan felt the same way, her beautiful face changed slightly, and she snorted: "Not good!"

Song Yunge nodded gently.

He stretched out his sleeve with his right hand, and a small flying knife was holding a flowing cold light.

The knife seemed to come alive, and the cold light flashed like an inhalation, ready to act at any time.

Song Yuyan said: "What are you waiting for?"

Song Yunge shook his head and his lips opened.

Zhuo Xiaowan suddenly floated out of the darkness, like a shadow and lightning, and suddenly came to the woman in green clothes.

Before the woman in green could react, she had already blocked her acupoints and then piaoply came to the little beggar.

Although the little beggar shrank in the shadow under the wall, he could not hide it from Zhuo Xiaowan's eyes.

Ruyue had already heard Song Yunge's voice transmission and stopped, but just looked at Zhuo Xiaowan's rabbit rising and falling, and had already snatched the rust dagger from the little beggar's hand.

"You-!" The little beggar suddenly wanted to fight back angrily, but the acupoint was blocked and unable to move.

Zhuo Xiaowan had already left, Mei Ying and Yang Yunyan and Sun Xiyue ejaculated from the side and met Zhuo Xiaowan.

The four girls left the south gate of Daluo City directly, entered the woods, and then passed through the woods and came to a mountain.

This mountain is no different from the surrounding mountain peaks, but when they approach, they feel strange pressure.

Slowly, they felt unable to move forward any more.

Zhuo Xiaowan took out a jade plaque from her arms and used her skills to activate it.

The jade plaque flashed.

The huge pressure disappeared in an instant.

The four girls arrived at the top of the mountain, and Zhuo Xiaowan placed the rust dagger on the top stone.

“Buzz buzz buzz…”

The rust dagger trembled slightly, and the rust on its body slowly disappeared, gradually becoming a snow-clear and flawless, like a pool of autumn water.

It was like the autumn water was blown by the wind, and the dagger gradually trembled and then gradually rose into the air.

Zhuo Xiaowan and the four girls retreated continuously, feeling the coldness and danger, and involuntarily stayed away.

"Is this really the God-killing Sword?" Mei Ying said in surprise.

She returned and brought Wulianghai’s masters back, and lived in the military master’s mansion with Zhuo Xiaowan and the others.

Song Yunge had already informed Zhuo Xiaowan about the matter through the transmission of the message. The person he felt most at ease was Zhuo Xiaowan.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "I never thought it was really it, it was really unpretentious."

Yang Yunyan said: "It's just such a little guy who can kill Song Yunge? No way?"

"It's true." Sun Xiyue nodded slightly and said, "I thought it was an antique long sword."

"Be careful, who knows whether it will go crazy?" Mei Ying said.

After she finished speaking, she saw the dagger soaring into the sky, dancing wildly in the sky, forming arcs of light.

Slowly, the arcs of light changed and turned into black cracks, as if they were cutting the void.

The four women changed their lust and couldn't help but retreat again, feeling a strong danger and a fatal threat.

"I believe it this time." Sun Xiyue whispered: "It is indeed very dangerous and threatens Senior Brother Song."

Mei Ying's eyes lit up: "What a sword to kill God!"

"How can such a sword be destroyed?"

"It may not be destroyed. First, it must be used to destroy its power. When it is insufficient, then tame it." Mei Ying shook her head.

She could understand Song Yunge's thoughts.

If it were her, she wouldn't have let go of such a magic sword. How could she think about how to destroy it instead of taming it?

"This is too dangerous." Sun Xiyue frowned and said, "This is life-threatening worry!"

She felt that she shouldn't take such a risk. She was already the Sword God. There were very few people in the world who could really hurt his life. Why bother to take this risk!

"Yes, it's better to destroy it directly." Yang Yunyan said.

She also disagrees with Song Yunge's sword.

Mei Ying glanced at them sideways and shook her head, "If he really thinks this, he will not be able to become the Sword God!"

The three women were silent and nodded helplessly.

Song Yunge and Song Yuyan stood on Jufu Tower, their faces were solemn and gloomy.

Song Yuyan snorted: "It's really sinister!"

Song Yunge said: "They should have seen it now."

"Shit and shit!" Several cold lights flew out of his sleeves, drilled into the shadow, and shot and killed several people in the shadow.

He nodded.

The martial arts hall's eyes and ears should be cleaned up and the news of today will not be spread.

"You can see it, you're afraid they won't succeed!" Song Yuyan sneered: "If they have the courage, they will go to war with our Great Heavenly Demon Palace at the same time."

As long as it is not stupid, the martial arts hall should have inferred that Song Yunge is pretending to be a fake, and being able to do this is naturally done by the Great Demon Palace.

A cold light suddenly shot towards the moon.

Ruyue fell straight and fell, lying on the glazed tiles without moving, as if she had died of anger.

"Lord of the Palace——!" someone hissed.

Then several people rushed out and rushed towards Miaoyue, screaming endlessly, shrill and angry.

Song Yunge nodded with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!