Shuxue Jian leaned on the ground and wanted to support his body, but his body tilted and knocked to the ground with a bang, and he was in a mess.

He rolled in front of him and lay on his back, looking at the old man in green robe standing still, and threw the dagger in his left sleeve out.

The dagger is soft and weak.

But the old man in green robe seemed to be in a trance, his eyes were dull, and he let the short sword pierce into his eyebrows without moving, and fell to the sky.

"Ah--!" Song Yunge let out a shocking scream.

Zhuo Xiaowan jumped up lightly, and Mei Ying also jumped up at the same time.

The two of them came to Song Yunge almost at the same time, and Yang Yunyan in the distance also came slowly.

She was extremely fast and came to Song Yunge in a blink of an eye, rushing to the two girls: "Are you dead?"

"Half died." Song Yunge gritted his teeth, his face pale and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Yang Yunyan didn't dare to help him immediately, and the two girls got closer, so she didn't dare to do it directly.

The vermilion robe seemed to be taken out of blood, and it was bloody and choking.

Zhuo Xiaowan took out the jade bottle from her arms, poured out a Pill of Life Creation, and gently pinched it into pieces: "Senior Brother Song, stop the bleeding first, so as not to lose too much."

She knew that although Song Yunge's breath was weak, he had a wonderful skill and could recover, but now the trauma was too severe and the bleeding was too severe.

Song Yunge gritted his teeth and nodded.

Yang Yunyan stepped forward and gently lifted her sleeves, revealing her bloody and fleshy arms, and white bones were faintly exposed between the fuzzy and fleshy flesh.

It seems that the skin and muscles are stuck on top, but they cannot stick tightly, revealing the bones below.

Yang Yunyan grinned with red lips and wrinkled facial features.

Zhuo Xiaowan sprinkled the powder of Shengsheng Creation Pill, and Song Yunge was so painful that he was so cold.

Mei Ying snorted: "Look at your fussy look, can't you be more tough?"

Song Yunge said angrily: "Or try it, can you be tough when you see it?"

"You can exaggerate it to ten points of pain!" Mei Ying curled her lips.

Song Yunge said: "Mei Ying, don't be angry with me here, hurry up and search them!"

"No hurry." Mei Ying waved her jade hand with a smile.

Compared to searching for those Tianmei, she still prefers to see Song Yunge suffer more.

Song Yunge snorted: "We have to deal with it quickly, what if there are Tianmei reinforcements!"

"...Okay, you always make sense!" Mei Ying turned around helplessly.

Lu Jian and Li Taihua also barely stood up at this time and staggered over. Seeing his weak breath and bloody breath, he was both grateful and ashamed.

This was obviously two superimposed tests of the Over-Tian Zhi, which caused the body to collapse and wasted even if it recovered.

The most likely thing is that you can only stay in the realm of Sword Lord in your life.

Seeing their heavy expressions, Song Yunge smiled and said, "Senior Brother Lu, Brother Li, there is no need to be like this, I can recover."

Lu Jian said slowly: "If you need any help, just speak up!"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "Just wait for Senior Brother Lu's words."

Lu Jian laughed and said, "We are a friendship that is a waste of life, so be polite and see each other!"

Without Song Yunge's hard attack, I'm afraid they would have been killed by the old man in green robe at this moment.

This is life-saving grace.

Li Taihua sighed and shook his head, feeling complicated.

His feelings about Song Yunge are very complicated and cannot be expressed in words.

He was afraid because he was too close to Yang Yunyan and was vaguely hostile, and regarded him as his rival in love, and was also grateful to him for saving his life.

And this time, in order to avenge myself, I was so hurt again.

Although he stole the limelight and felt a little unhappy, and Yang Yunyan's concern made her feel even more uncomfortable, but she still couldn't hate him.

But it is impossible to get yourself close to him.

Yang Yunyan pulled Song Yunge's chest open again, causing Song Yunge to grin: "I don't need it here, the key is the arm."

Yang Yunyan glanced at him and still pulled open his clothes, revealing his chest, and was covered in blood.

Obviously there was no good place on him.

Zhuo Xiaowan remained silent, her clear eyes flashed, and she took out two more pieces of life-creation pills, crushed them and spilled them gently.

Yang Yunyan grabbed his clothes to facilitate Zhuo Xiaowan to sprinkle medicine, and smiled sweetly: "Song Daxia, isn't you losing a lot this time? You are afraid that you can't break the realm of Sword Master."

"Impossible." Song Yunge snorted.

Yang Yunyan shook her head: "Why is our Zhou Shi Chang like this? She has been in a state of trouble for so many years and has not been cured. She is trapped in the realm of the Sword Lord? It is because she has used it twice as much as the sea. Is it, Mei Shi Chang?"

Mei Ying was searching for the old man in green robe, with a light head and said lightly: "It's right at all."

She looked up at Song Yunge: "Song Yunge, you are the second Senior Brother Zhou!"

Song Yunge shook his head: "I'm different."

Meiying sneered and shook her head.

Song Yunge said: "Why are you laughing at? Don't be sarcastic? Just say anything if you have anything!"

"Laughing at you for being innocent!" Mei Ying glanced at him sideways, without leaving his hands, and finally got up and patted her jade palms: "I'm so cautious, I didn't bring anything!"

"Why am I naive?" Song Yunge asked.

Meiying stepped over the old man in green robe, came to another Tianmei, bent down to search, and then shook her head.

Song Yunge shouted: "Speak quickly!"

He tried too hard, choked his throat and started coughing violently.

Zhuo Xiaowan put away her white jade-like hand and whispered: "Senior Brother Song, don't try too hard, keep your mind calm."

Mei Ying patted her jade hand and stood up, kicking Tian Mei away: "Everyone has the same idea as you, but in the end no one can escape... Throughout the ages, all those who have exceeded two realms have been trapped in their place, without an exception. Do you think you are innocent or not?"

"A true hero is what people cannot do." Song Yunge snorted.

Mei Ying chuckled: "Okay, okay, it's so bold, it depends on whether you can break through the Sword Lord realm!"

She said proudly: "I will break through soon. I guess I will be able to step into the Sword Saint in less than a year!"

Song Yunge said angrily: "Mei Ying, where is your conscience!"

He said this too hard and immediately coughed violently.

Yang Yunyan frowned and looked at him, her beautiful and beautiful face gradually became solemn.

The more I looked at it, the more I looked like Zhou Canglan, as if I saw Song Yunge's future, and like Zhou Canglan, I coughed all day long, lost my fighting spirit, and lived a mess.

Mei Ying gave him a blank look.

Her mood was also complicated.

I breathed a sigh of relief and would no longer be pressed by Song Yunge, and I was also a little sad. Such a powerful person was about to die in front of me.

Although she was not killed, she knew how fatal the blow to a man would be to trap in a state.

Look at those who have been trapped in the state of being unable to break through for many years, they are all depressed, like walking zombies.

If you lose hope, you lose your vitality and vitality.

She felt very uncomfortable when she thought that Song Yunge would become such a man.
Chapter completed!