Wu Ye and others expressed their villain mentality very obviously, holding the hole card of Liu Lingjun, they will carry out the scoundrel to the end, and if they do not completely capture the Gongcheng, these people will not give in.

Song Yuan is a very personable and cultivated person, in addition to the amazing martial arts cultivation, the exquisite requirements for life have always been praised by the elegant Song people, its residence "Tianshui Pavilion" all wooden structure is designed by Song Yuan himself, the scenery is tortuous and deep, there is no cave, people forget to return. At this moment, facing Wu Ye, a group of people who wanted to write "I'm a scoundrel" on their faces, they were furious in their hearts, and they raised their right hands to teach them a lesson.

Wu Ye held Zangming in his hand and said loudly: "I want to ask Mr. Song for advice on kendo, and I hope that Mr. Song will give him advice." ”

For a while, all the people present stopped, put down the work in their hands, and looked at Wu Ye who said this.

Everyone in the Song army camp thought that this young man was crazy, according to intelligence, this new master of the Gongcheng was just a human-level powerhouse who had just been promoted, and not long ago when he went to sea with Ji Yuanhou to hunt sea beasts, he only had the realm of a top-grade martial artist, fighting to the death to kill sea beasts, covering everyone's retreat, and getting the favor of Ji Yuanhou, he gave him a team of people, but he didn't expect that this young man named Wu Ye didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick, and he didn't know which fake seal dealer bought a forged edict of Zhou Tianzi, and came to King Zheng Guoqin, What's even more annoying is that he stepped on the shit luck, and he didn't waste any strength to win the Gongcheng and Tiger Prison Pass successively, and he was arrogant for a while, and he got carried away, not knowing how many catties and taels he had, he actually dared to provoke Song Yuan, a powerhouse on the ground level.

The Song soldiers all looked at Song Yuan and Wu Ye intently, after all, there were too few opportunities to witness the earth-level powerhouse make a move, although it was only against a small newcomer-level powerhouse, but there were few victories, and they had to hold their breath and concentrate, without being distracted, in case Song Yuan killed Wu Ye in seconds, he blinked at this time, I am afraid that he will regret it for the rest of his life.

The people around Wu Ye stood away one after another, and in the eyes of the Song soldiers, they were naturally afraid of the behavior of the pond fish, and they despised this group of guys who were the rulers of the common city even more.

Song Yuan stopped the movement on his palm and waited for Wu Ye's action.

Wu Ye simply stood on the city wall, countless golden threads burst out from his hands, and his energy was constantly squeezed out, rich to the point of substance.

Song Yuan nodded very gracefully, it is indeed very rare for a young man who has newly advanced to the human rank to have such exquisite energy purity, but it is of no practical use, just Song Yuan's understanding of battle by a ground-level powerhouse is much higher than Wu Ye, and a too straightforward charging move like Wu Ye may be empty because he can't lock Song Yuan at all.

However, Wu Ye didn't seem to care about this, and when his eyes also glowed with dazzling golden light, the sword momentum that was not released finally struck.

Everyone felt for a moment that the heavens and the earth suddenly stopped, and there was only light.

"That's not right." When Wu Ye made a move, Song Yuan's complexion changed, the momentum of this sword was definitely not something that a human-level powerhouse could emit, there was deception.

But Song Yuan had no time to dodge, so he could only resist this sword move that implied the power of the stars.

The golden sword tip rushed towards Song Yuan like a flood tide, Song Yuan's wide robe instantly swelled, and was flattened by the golden sword qi, Song Yuan had to retreat twenty zhang, and the wide robe swelled again.

Ah, Song Yuan was forced back by Wu Ye's sword, and all the Song troops were amazed, and they were as silent as death.

The soldiers of the common city who watched the battle rejoiced and cheered.

The sword qi was unforgiving, approaching aggressively, and Song Yuan forced back ten zhang again, and the wide robe was full for the second time.

After the sword qi traveled thirty zhang, most of its power had been exhausted, and when Song Yuan was about to fight back, Wu Yong and Wu Ye at the head of the city had the same red eyes and gold, and the ninth heaven was sacrificed.

Song Yuan's wide robe was flattened again, and this time it took a full thirty zhang to stop the retreat, and the flowing wide robe was already full of holes and no demeanor.

After Song Yuan's sword qi containing the Nine Heavens stabbing sword qi finally dissipated, his face turned pale, but he didn't expect the two brothers to join forces and actually sacrifice such an earth-shattering sword, so that he could barely hold it back sixty zhang before he could barely hold on, and he lost face in front of Song Jun.

Song Yuan's face remained unchanged, but his heart was already furious, sixty zhang away from him in an instant, but he walked nearly a hundred steps, a huge air vortex was generated above Song Yuan's head, the momentum intensified, and the snow that had not yet melted was rolled up one after another, gathering together in the center of the whirlpool, forming a huge snow block, and the snow block was constantly compressed, squeezed into a crystal clear ice crystal.

When Song Yuan walked back to his original position, he raised his hand to the ice crystals, and the whirlpool moved slowly under his traction, as if the sky was also tilting, about to press on the head of the Gongcheng City, the snow in a radius of ten miles in front of the Gongcheng City was completely changed, and only the ice crystals the size of a fist in front of him shimmered brightly.

This style, how can Wu Ye and Wu Yong, who are already exhausted, defend themselves, or have nothing to prevent.

When the Song soldiers were already cheering for the destruction of the city, a picture scroll suddenly appeared between the swirling ice crystals and the city wall.

Song Bing's cheers came to an abrupt end.

It was really a picture scroll, a picture of thousands of miles of peaks and fires.

A small picture scroll, but it resisted the swirling ice crystals like the sky. The peaks and fires in the scroll flew out one after another, and the moths slammed into the ice crystals in the center of the whirlpool, and when the last peaks and fires also flew out, a crack finally appeared on the surface of the ice crystals.

With a crisp cracking sound, the ice crystals cracked, and a snowflake fell from it.

The blank scroll also spun in the air and fell to the ground.

Wu Daoxuan's face flushed, and he panted and said, "I finally arrived in time." ”

Song Yuan looked embarrassed after seeing the person who came, it turned out to be the painting saint Wu Daoxuan, for Song Yuan, who also loves calligraphy and painting, Wu Daoxuan is a worthy friend and respect, Song Yuan has a lot of Wu Daoxuan's paintings in his home, and he often takes them out to taste them in his spare time, and the personal relationship between the two is not bad, but he didn't expect to meet today.

Wu Daoxuan said angrily: "The surname Song, is there no one in the Wu family who bullied me?" ”

Song Yuan shook his head and said, "Why did Brother Dao Xuan say this, why did he favor these two young people. ”

Wu Daoxuan glanced at the Wu brothers and said to Song Yuan: "These two boys are as handsome and dashing as me, for such an obvious reason, why do you say I favor them?" ”

Wu Ye and Wu Yong's faces were strange, and Song Yuan was even more confused, and said: "Brother Daoxuan, I have never heard you mention having an heir..."

Wu Daoxuan interrupted Song Yuan's words and said, "Nephew is like an uncle, don't you have any common sense?" ”

Song Yuan was choked on the spot and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Wu Daoxuan felt that it was not enough, so he put all the thick bundles of picture scrolls he brought with him at the head of the city, and looked at Song Yuan provocatively.