Song Yunge smiled at the two girls: "Look, help is here!"

"So shameless!" Leng Biluo let out a disdainful sneer.

"Senior sister, it's nothing," Wu Youxue said: "This is common sense. If we were to do with us, it would be the same."

Leng Biluo glanced at her.

Wu Youxue smiled embarrassedly, knowing that this was inappropriate.

Song Yunge looked at the middle-aged man who was slowly floating over.

The middle-aged man is handsome, wearing a blue shirt, and his eyebrows are so clear that he is out of the world, as if he is not a common man in the world, but an immortal who eats wind and dew.

"Who are you?" Song Yunge shook his head and said, "Is your Tianyuan Sect such a way to treat guests?"

The visitor sneered, expressed deep disdain for Song Yunge's shamelessness, and said coldly: "The way to treat guests depends on what kind of guest is. If it is a good guest, we will naturally be waiting for it. If it is a bad guest, we will not be polite!"

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "No matter whether it is good or evil, first measure it, and then decide whether it is good or evil? This is a wonderful way to do it, or is it the first time I encountered it!"

"Bastard!" Junyi middle-aged man said coldly: "It was your first move!"

Song Yunge laughed and said.

Leng Biluo snorted: "Who are you?"

"Cheng Jinfan, the elder of the Tianyuan Sect's Dharma Protector!"

"Cheng Jinfan..." Song Yunge shook his head and looked at Leng Biluo.

Leng Biluo shook his head.

She had never heard of this name.

But by sensing Cheng Jinfan's cultivation is definitely not inferior to himself, and he must be a top expert.

Song Yunge said: "You won't ask, what's my purpose?"

"Then let's just say it!" Cheng Jinfan said in a deep voice.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. Xie Baixuan is definitely not a good person. It is difficult to deal with as a blood demon.

Their Tianyuan Sect is powerful, but they have no way to restrain the Blood Demon's Heaven-Swallowing Art. They can only kill and torture him.

So it is better not to provoke it.

I was just a test before, and knew that he could not kill him, so of course he had to take action, otherwise he would be humiliating himself.

Song Yunge winked at Leng Biluo.

Leng Biluo said lightly: "You Tianyuan Sect have a sword left by the Seven Colorful God Lord."

Cheng Jinfan frowned and pondered.

As the elder of the Dharma Protector, he didn't care about these magical weapons and weapons at all, so he didn't know what kind of swords there were.

Leng Biluo said: "We want to borrow this sword for use."

"My Tianyuan Sect has this sword?"

“Of course there is.”

"I haven't heard of it."

"That's not to borrow it?" Leng Biluo chuckled.

"...Wait!" Cheng Jinfan snorted.

He originally thought it was something big, but he didn't expect that he just borrowed a sword and breathed a sigh of relief.

He waved.

A young disciple floated from a distance and came close to him and bowed and saluted: "Elder Cheng?"

Cheng Jinfan snorted, "Go and ask Elder Lu if there is a sword left by the Seven Colorful God Lord."

"Yes." The young disciple floated away.

Cheng Jinfan stared at Song Yunge and said coldly: "It's just for a sword?"

Song Yunge nodded slowly.

Cheng Jinfan showed a hint of sneer and shook his head: "It's true that he is a disciple from the Hantian Sect."

Song Yunge lowered his face: "Why, I look down on our Hantian Sect?"

Wu Youxue also frowned slightly.

Although she is already the leader of Tianji Sect, she comes from the Hantian Sect and cannot help others to destroy the Hantian Sect.

Cheng Jinfan said lightly: "I dare not. The luck of the Hantian Sect is really admirable. My Tianyuan Sect is far inferior to that of!"

Song Yunge showed a smile.

Of course he could hear the ridicule in Cheng Jinfan's words, obviously mocking the Hantian Sect for being powerful by luck.

Of course, there is also a sour smell in the ridicule.

Leng Biluo snorted: "If your Tianyuan Sect is not lucky, it will have been destroyed long ago. How could a sect with bad luck exist?"

"Hey!" Cheng Jinfan sneered: "As lucky as Hantian Sect, it's not very good!"

Wu Youxue stared at him with bright eyes.

The young disciple floated in a long sword.

This sword is colorful and has vague rust, as if it was thrown into a corner, allowing it to be hit by wind and rain.

The young disciple held the long sword in both hands: "Elder Cheng, this is the colorful divine sword. Elder Lu said, you can deal with it."

Cheng Jinfan took the long sword and pulled it out gently.

"Zheng..." It sounded like a dragon roar.

A strange light slowly emerged, slowly raising the sword body, and finally shining brightly.

"Good sword!" He couldn't help but exclaim.

Not to mention the strange luster of the sword body, just talking about its sharpness, it feels frightened when you get closer.

He rarely sees such a sharp sword, at least not worse than his own sword.

"Good sword!" He couldn't help but exclaim again.

Song Yunge smiled and said, "It's indeed a good sword, but it's a pity that lacks vitality. It's obviously a loss of spirituality. It's a pity..."

He could clearly feel the spirituality of the sword, which was caused by the increasing spiritual power, but the spirituality of the sword was completely gone.

Sharp is sharp, eye-catching, and not spiritual.

A sword without spirituality is a sword in your hand. It cannot be combined with water, milk, flesh and blood, and cannot be integrated with humans and swords.

This has many disadvantages.

Cheng Jinfan looked up at Song Yunge and said lightly: "So Young Master Xie, you also understand swords!"

"Learn a little bit." Song Yunge smiled.

"Since you understand swords, why do you have to borrow such a sword that is completely unscrupulous?" Cheng Jinfan shook his head and said, "You should not lack swords, right?"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "How can our Hantian Sect compare with Tianyuan Sect? You see it as an ordinary sword, but we are different."

"Well, that's true." Cheng Jinfan nodded lightly.

Because Song Yunge's words were not wrong at all.

Although the Hantian Sect is strong and has a long history, compared to the Tianyuan Sect, it is a child-like adult.

The depth of the foundation varies by 108,000 miles.

Such a sword must be rare in the Hantian Sect, rather than being very ordinary like the Tianyuan Sect.

"What's the use of this sword?" Cheng Jinfan said.

Song Yunge laughed: "Naturally has unique uses!"

"What is the unique use?" Cheng Jinfan said.

Song Yunge seems to be a little smirk.

Cheng Jinfan said: "It's just curious. I guess Mr. Xie, you are not afraid of saying it out loud, right?"

Song Yunge snorted, "I'm afraid!"

"Haha..." Cheng Jinfan shook his head and laughed: "Young Master Xie, you are very good at martial arts, but you are not very brave."

Song Yunge said angrily: "You are too long-winded. Will you say something happy?"

"Okay, I'll give it to you." Cheng Jinfan said slowly: "This is not an important thing at all. If you tell us directly and give it to us directly, why bother me?"

Song Yunge chuckled: "Is that true?"

His smile was strange, and Cheng Jinfan shook his head secretly.

If you borrow it directly, you really won’t. No matter how ordinary the sword is, it is a sword. And he said that if you borrow it, you can borrow it? Where is the face of Tianyuan Sect?

But now it is different. After seeing his power, it is no big deal to borrow a sword. Such a peerless master should give him enough respect and take the opportunity to repair it.

He threw the colorful divine sword to Song Yunge.

Song Yunge flicked his sleeves and flew to Leng Biluo.
Chapter completed!