Zuo Lengchan's swordsmanship was exquisite, but he was never able to break through Yang Yun's parry, and even with the continuous fighting, he could feel that the opponent's swordsmanship was also improving rapidly, and his advantage was gradually lost.

"Ice is really angry!"

He was anxious in his heart, and suddenly shouted, a sword crossed the air, and when Yang Yun parried, he suddenly abandoned the sword and used the great Songyang Divine Palm of the Songshan faction. His hands contained a biting cold air, and he bombarded Yang Yun's chest.

He originally wanted to defeat Lin Pingzhi with his own hands in front of those people in the rivers and lakes who were secretly watching the battle and restore the prestige of the Songshan faction, but he didn't expect that not long after he started, several more Songshan Taibao died.

Now that he has forgotten about reviving the prestige of Songshan, his only thought is to kill Lin Pingzhi no matter what, and avenge a few junior brothers.

The Great Songyang Divine Palm shrouded the surrounding space, roaring with a piercing cold ice true qi, and under the influence of the cold ice true qi, a little frost was produced in the air.

"What kind of martial arts is this?

Sensing the biting cold air coming to his face, the people in the rivers and lakes who were far away couldn't help but look at each other, and a hint of discoloration appeared in Fang Sheng's eyes. Zuo Lengchan's cold and icy true qi is aimed at the star-absorbing Dafa that can be used by anyone, and it has never been used on the rivers and lakes, and once it is displayed today, it is immediately shocked on the spot.

"Hahaha, that's exactly what I want!"

Yang Yun was not surprised, what he was best at was palm and knife techniques. He immediately let go of his sword, his hands gathering slightly, and then slapped it forward.

Rumble!

As if the wind and thunder were stirring, the palms of the two hands collided in the air, and a burst of qi suddenly came out of the air, and a cold qi spread rapidly, spreading from Yang Yun's palm, and layers of cold ice appeared on his arms, freezing the meridians and palms.

Poof! Zuo Lengchan couldn't withstand the bombardment of the powerful true qi, his body flew out upside down, and he retreated more than a dozen steps in a row before he stopped castration, and after standing firm, he spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

"Hahaha, if you hit my cold ice true qi, how strong is your true qi?"

Zuo Lengchan laughed miserably, he did not hesitate to suffer heavy losses, and finally achieved his goal. When Ding Mian saw the opportunity, he immediately roared, his body was vertical, and his palms bombarded Yang Yun's head. The two cooperate very tacitly.

"Take advantage of people's danger, so shameless!"

The people who were secretly watching the battle didn't know who it was, so they couldn't help but whisper, which immediately aroused the approval of others, the Songshan faction was too shameless, even if it won, it would be a victory.

Click!

Yang Yun's face did not change in the slightest when he was hit by the cold ice true qi, and as soon as his palms were slightly forced, the cold ice on his arms was all shattered, he had the King Kong incorruptible skill to protect his body, even if it was an incomparably cold ice true qi, he was helpless against him.

"Look for death!"

He took a step forward, stretched out his palm, and grabbed Ding Mian's clothes, and then with a turn of his figure, he poured the fierce true qi into Ding Mian's somewhat fat body, and threw his body as a weapon.

Something happened suddenly, Zuo Lengchan was caught off guard, he didn't expect Yang Yun to be hit by the cold ice true qi and there was nothing wrong, he subconsciously urged his body, and as soon as he was short, he avoided Ding Mian who came roaring.

Rumble!

Ding Mian's body crashed into the Songshan disciples behind him, and more than a dozen Songshan disciples seemed to have been hit by a stone-throwing truck, clicking, and their bones were broken, turning into a mess of flesh and blood. After Ding Mian killed more than a dozen disciples in a row, he knocked out a big pit on the ground.

When the splashed earth fell, everyone could only see that there was only blood and mud left in the pit, not even a single bone.

"I'll fight with you!"

Zuo Lengchan's voice was terrible, forcibly urging all the remaining true qi in his body, his palms roaring, his moves were complicated, and he was incomparably majestic. Once again, he unleashed the Great Songyang Divine Palm and the Cold Ice True Qi.

Yang Yun showed a sneer on his face, and with another palm, the two palms collided, Zuo Lengchan seemed to have hit the incomparably hard steel, his arm snapped, and he was blown away by a palm. In his heyday, he was not Yang Yun's opponent, let alone a serious injury!

"Lin Shaoxia's subordinates are merciful!"

Seeing that Yang Yun was going to continue to attack, Fang Sheng, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly jumped out to dissuade him. Zuo Lengchan is one of the three masters of the righteous path, and he is also the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, the leader of the Demon Sect.

If he died, who else would be able to fight against the Sun and Moon God Cult?

Poof!

Before his words fell, Yang Yun stepped on it, and then kicked out a long sword on the ground, the long sword was like a dragon out of a hole, passing through the air in an instant, and nailing Zuo Lengchan to the ground fiercely.

Zuo Lengchan was hit hard one after another, and he was already dying, and after being pierced by the long sword, he could no longer support it, and he was dying.

"What did the master just say?"

After killing Zuo Lengchan, Yang Yun turned his head and his gaze fell on Fang Sheng.

He didn't have a cup of tea just now, and he first killed the Songshan Taibao, and then killed the head of Songshan. With his own strength, the Songshan faction, a big faction in the rivers and lakes, was beaten to pieces. Those people in the rivers and lakes couldn't say anything when they saw the blood-soaked Songshan Mountain Gate.

Being glanced at by Yang Yun, even Yi Fangsheng's heart couldn't help but tremble, he looked at Zuo Lengchan, who had been nailed to the ground, folded his hands, and silently recited the Buddha's name.

"Master!"

The nine-song sword Zhong Zhen who survived by luck and the divine whip Deng Bagong, his lips trembled, and the palm holding the weapon trembled, standing in place and not daring to make the slightest movement, lest the other party be killed.

"The martial arts of the Songshan faction are nothing more than that! The rest of the Songshan disciples are listening to me, if you want to live, just go down the mountain, Zuo Lengchan is dead, what future is there for staying in Songshan again?"

Yang Yun laughed and turned over on his horse. His eyes swept over the faces of the remaining Songshan disciples, such as the Songshan Sect's Tianwai Han Song Zuoting, Shi Dengda and others, who had been directly killed by Ding Mian just now. The remaining disciples are no longer in trouble.

For these people who were not a threat, Yang Yun didn't bother to make another move, and directly turned his horse's head and left.

Wait until Yang Yun's figure disappears. Zhong Zhen and Deng Bagong, who had stiff bodies, had soft feet and almost fell to the ground. The two of them looked at the corpses all over the mountain gate, as well as Zuo Lengchan who was nailed to the ground, and their faces were extremely bitter.

"Senior brother, what should we do now?"

Deng Bagong asked a little blankly. Zhong Zhen counted the remaining Songshan disciples, and there were more than a hundred good hands. This time, the Songshan faction killed the head and a large number of masters, and lost seventy or eighty percent of its vitality, but there was still a little bit of foundation left.

"The door of Songshan can't fall! Now that the senior brother in charge has encountered misfortune, we must support the sect, and I will be the next head of Songshan in the future, and you are the deputy head of Songshan!

Deng Bagong nodded silently, did not object, and after a while, he asked again: "That...... Lin Pingzhi killed the senior brother in charge, can we take revenge on us?"

"Looking for Lin Pingzhi's revenge ......"

When Zhong Zhen thought of this, he instantly felt a little powerless. The strength Yang Yun showed just now was too terrifying, and he could easily kill all the elite masters of the Songshan faction, with such strength, even if the two of them had cultivated for a lifetime, they wouldn't want to catch up.

As for revenge, as long as there is a chance in the future, we will definitely take revenge!"

He said it very firmly, but in fact, he didn't even know the bottom of his heart. has given up the idea of continuing to be the enemy of Lin Pingzhi of the Fuwei Dart Game.

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