Hearing the sound of the sword, the black-clothed warriors around him were all stunned and looked at Song Jian.

Ling Su also tilted his head sideways incredulously, staring at Song Jian, and then looked down at the fish intestine sword in Song Jian's hand.

At this time, Song Jian had a painful expression on his face, and he could feel that the clumps of internal qi in the lower abdomen dantian were surging, and the wild and irritable sword qi broke through the barrier of Song Jian's dantian almost instantly, and instantly spread to Song Jian's whole body.

"Kill them!"

"This kid is weird, kill him!"

"Up!"

There were already more than twenty black-clothed people around, and these twenty people raised their weapons at the same time and pressed towards Song Jian.

"Good time!"

Song Jian felt a majestic force in his body, and the fish intestine sword in his hand glowed with a reddish light, and when he looked closely, the fish intestine sword flashed with a pattern like Dao fish scales.

The reason why the fish intestine sword is called fish intestine is because its body surface is glowing with the same light as fish scales, there are five famous swords in Huaxia Kingdom, and the male and female double swords of the thousand generals Mo Ye are the first, followed by the fish intestine sword that kills xìng, the Chixiao sword is heavy on the qi of the fire and yang, and the Chengying sword is the most ethereal and chic.

At this moment, the fish intestine sword echoed with the bloody qi in Song Jian's body, and a killing intent permeated Song Jian's entire chest.

An old man in black split his palms and slashed towards Song Jian, Song Jian opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes flashed with blood-red sè light, he raised his hand lightly, and with a "brush", the dark red sè fish intestine sword had already flown out, and with a "bang", it instantly cut off the head of the old man.

"Stand in my way! Die! ”

With a wave of Song Jian's palm, the fish intestine sword in the air flew back in an instant!

Qianjing's neat sword instantly stopped the surrounding black clothes, which ...... Is this the legendary flying sword? This is a martial art that can only be used when you reach the peak of your internal qi!

Song Jian pulled Ling Su on his side and strode towards the outside of Dushan.

"Whoosh!"

Three flying needles pierce the air and come at great speed!

Song Jian held the fish intestine dagger in his hand, and with a wave of the situation, the three flying needles were already shattered.

Song Jian waved his hand violently towards the needle, and the fish intestine sword flew out with a "brush".

The needle was extremely machined, and when he saw the fish intestine sword flying, he rolled on the spot and was already embarrassed to dodge.

The Fish Intestine Sword returned to Song Jian's hand again.

"Don't be afraid, this is not a flying sword! It's just a power technique, and the fish gut dagger can't fly at will," the black-clothed man on the ground shouted.

In fact, even if he didn't call out, the black-clothed people around him could also see the clues, the real Qi Imperial Sword could control the flight trajectory of the flying sword in the air, and it was really a means that could only be used by a martial artist at the peak of internal qi. And Song Jian can only control the fish intestine dagger to fly out and fly back.

Song Jian snorted coldly, of course he couldn't do it with qi, but Song Jian's whole body was now covered with the evil qi of the fish intestine sword, and the fit between that evil qi and the fish intestine dagger was too high, so that even if the fish intestine dagger flew out, it could be summoned by Song Jian and fly back!

Five black-clothed men had already attacked Song Jian.

Song Jian pushed Ling Su away, holding the fish intestine dagger in his hand, his feet were slightly wrong, and with a "bang", the fish intestine dagger had already slashed across Yiyi's chest. The black-clothed man retreated quickly, secretly shouting in his heart that he was glad that as long as he retreated a little slower, he would definitely be disemboweled, but the idea of rejoicing had not yet receded, and the black-clothed man felt a cold in his chest, and he looked down and saw that his chest was red, and then a large stream of blood burst out.

"This ...... Is it sword energy? The black-clothed man fell to the ground unwillingly.

The fish intestine sword in Song Jian's hand swallowed the scarlet light, and in just three ups and downs, two old men in black had already fallen to the ground with dead injuries.

"Whoosh"

Song Jian waved his palm again, and the fish intestine dagger came out in an instant, and ten meters away, he once again cut a black-clothed xìng life.

"Whoever stops me, die!"

Song Jian grabbed the palm of his hand, and the fish intestine dagger flew back into Song Jian's hand.

Pulling up Ling Su, the two of them continued to run towards the outside of Dushan, and this time, none of the black-clothed people chased after them.

"What's going on? A bunch of idiots! The voice of the Star Alliance leader appeared on the Bluetooth headset in the ears of the old man in black, "Mark the direction, and I'll rush over immediately." ”

…… The night wind howled.

Song Jian felt a burst of pain in the dantian, and the aura of the fish intestine sword's evil qi was full of killing intent and a sense of fire, rampaging in Song Jian's body, if Song Jian hadn't taken the Bingzhi Renewal Muscle Pill, if Song Jian hadn't cultivated the "Yi Jin Sutra", he would immediately have broken his meridians again now, becoming a complete waste.

In the dantian, the breath of the Yang Breaking Pill and the Bingzhi Continuation Muscle Pill was also rolling, and the two breaths were entangled, wanting to fuse, but unable to fuse.

"How are you?" In the dark, Ling Su glanced at Song Jian worriedly, at this time, Song Jian's skin was hot, it was fifty or sixty degrees, such a high temperature, ordinary people would have died a long time ago.

"We can't die for the time being, we have to escape, the other party will chase after us soon," Song Jian said.

The two of them held hands and ran away as fast as they could. At this time, Ling Su was not optimistic, that explosion, the huge airflow shock wave caused her to suffer internal injuries, at that time she was in the secret room of the scripture collection room to retreat and practice the "yīn Yang Dadian", the sudden shock wave made her spit blood at a critical moment, and suffered internal injuries.

"Buzz!"

There was a sudden buzz in the air, and then a huge wooden bird in the distance flew straight along the air current, the wooden bird flew very fast, almost as fast as a helicopter, a few dives, the wooden bird had already approached Song Jian and Ling Su.

"What's that?" Song Jian was a little surprised, he could only look forward to getting close to the cliff as soon as possible, and when he got to the cliff, taking advantage of the dangerous terrain, there was still a chance to escape.

"Trap Bird, Momen's ancestral trick, Trap Bird has a powerful bow and crossbow on it, and now it may also be designed with a bomb dropper," Ling Su gritted her silver teeth and replied, she also knew that the situation was critical now, and she tried her best to escape outside in the dark.

"Buzz!"

The trap bird accelerated again, and then a strong light "brushed" up, and the strong light shè on the ground, forming a direct circle of more than 100 meters, the aperture shook, and in just a few breaths, it had already locked the position of Song Jian and Ling Su.

Seeing that he was illuminated by a strong light, Song Jian knew that he could no longer escape, he looked into the distance and said to Ling Su: "You go first, wait for me on the edge of the cliff, don't worry." ”

Ling Su knew that she was a burden now, she didn't want to, let go of Song Jian's hand, and ran towards the edge of the cliff.

"Grab that woman," said the upright Star Alliance leader with a disdainful smile on his face, pointing in Ling Su's direction.

With a "whoosh", a black-clothed person behind him flew directly from the more than fifty-meter-high trap bird, stretched out his body, and chased after Ling Su.

Song Jian clenched the fish intestine dagger, and the fish intestine sword let out a cheerful sword sound.

"That's it!"

The fish intestine dagger in Song Jian's hand "brushed" and flew out in the dark.