Chapter Twenty-Eight: Your Sword Is My Sword

When Song Yun was in the Dragon Palace, he heard the dragon head say that Dilong Yuan was a very mysterious killer organization.

As long as they pay the starting price, they dare to do anything, and even arrogant enough to announce on the website that the target person they want to kill will die one day.

The headquarters of Dilongyuan has not been found so far.

In the past, the Zun Long Hall basically did not have any conflicts with Di Long Yuan, but I heard that the dragon head had suffered the loss of Di Long Yuan when he was young.

Once drinking, Song Yun also teased the dragon head with this accident.

Unexpectedly, the dragon head rarely told Song Yun seriously:

"In the future, if you encounter a killer from Earth Dragon Yuan, you must be careful to deal with it. If you happen to encounter the twin snake spirit snatchers of the Earth Dragon Abyss, you should be even more careful. ”

Song Yun asked strangely at that time, what the hell is the twin snake spirit killer?

Of course, the dragon head has nothing to hide from Song Yun, and there are many ways to cultivate killers in Earth Dragon Yuan, and one of the most cruel ways is to put the two newborn children in a secret room and live in symbiosis with the snakes.

If they die, even if they are unlucky, if they can survive, the personalities of these two children will become extremely gloomy.

In the ten years that they have grown together, they will form their own unique communication language, which others simply cannot understand, and because of the long years of dissolution, the two people are almost completely connected.

After the age of ten, there will be a special person to guide the two children to become killers, and the cooperation between them is difficult to prevent, and they can often kill people invisibly.

Unexpectedly, the first wave of people who wanted to do it against Lin Xiaoya was such a difficult opponent.

The tall killer said in a cold voice:

"Don't waste any more time, kill him."

The good movements of the two were extremely synchronized, their arms were raised, and their sword qi was like frost.

The cold light kept flickering, and after grasping the initiative, the two of them shot all killer moves, that is, to kill Song Yun on the spot.

is as strong as Song Yun, and it has become dangerous for a while.

retreated one after another, Song Yun could hardly form an effective counterattack, Lin Xiaoya's heart gradually fell to the bottom, and she was too happy just now.

The strength of the two killers, tall and short, is beyond imagination.

is even more because of their childhood experience, the two are not afraid of death at all, and when they shoot, they are all the kind of play that ends up together, and with mutual cooperation, they don't give Song Yun any chance at all.

"Whew!"

Song Yun's arm sleeves were smashed by two short blades, and the clothes that Lin Xiaoya just bought today are obviously going to be finished.

The body had tried its best to retreat, but the arm was still hit by a short blade.

Blood shot out instantly, Lin Xiaoya subconsciously exclaimed, her palms were full of cold sweat.

"Boy, you're going to die."

The short man had a hideous face and a sneer on his lips.

"Trust me, you're going to die!"

The moment the words fell, Song Yun suddenly stood still, like a spear that would rather not bend, and no longer retreated at all.

Stepping and stomping, Song Yun fought back.

The eight poles collapsed, leaning on the shoulders, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

The two killers didn't expect Song Yun to be so resolute and fight back, this is already a fighting style.

"Ahh

The tall killer made a strange noise, apparently the two were communicating in a unique language.

At this moment, Song Yun had already rushed to the front of the two, and the short blade had lost the first opportunity, and the two were forced to retreat.

"Boom!"

Song Yun didn't retract at all, a big tree the thickness of a bucket was broken alive, the momentum was extremely amazing, there was no hesitation at all, Song Yun pulled back with his right heel.

"Whew!"

There was a sharp friction between his feet and the ground, and Song Yun was at the peak of his strength.

"Broken!"

The shoulder was slightly sideways, and once it hit the two of them.

It's not just the killer of Earth Dragon Yuan, who is not afraid of death, as the former dragon master of the Dragon Palace, how can Song Yun not dare to die and fight? Leaning on the shoulders of the two domineering blows, Song Yun successfully rushed between the two.

Normally, after separating the two killers, it will definitely affect their tacit understanding.

However, the two of them can still communicate in a language that others don't understand.

"Oh boom."

Strange sounds sounded from the mouths of the two at the same time, and the sword aura was like frost and as fast as lightning.

One left and one right, two short swords, stabbed at Song Yun's heart and back of the heart respectively.

Lin Xiaoya's big eyes were full of despair, she didn't think that Song Yun would be able to avoid the past perfectly.

At the end of the day, there was no panic on Song Yun's face.

The breath sank, and there was a crisp crackling sound all over his body, and at this time, Song Yun's explosive power had completely surpassed the limit of the human body.

He didn't even look at the short sword stabbed by the short killer behind him, Song Yun just pointed at the tall killer and struck it with one finger.

Faintly, it was as if a monstrous murderous aura was condensing towards this place, and Song Yun's fingers were carrying a devastating power.

The tall killer did not dodge, but forcibly accelerated, and his wrist skyrocketed like magic.

Now it's a fight for his life, he thinks that Song Yun wants to fight to the end, as long as the speed is fast enough and he stabs Song Yun's heart first, the crisis will be lifted, and the only person who dies can only be Song Yun.

Seeing the two short swords, he was about to kill Song Yunge on the spot.

Song Yun suddenly changed his moves, normally speaking, hesitating to change his moves when fighting for life and death is no different from looking for death, but Song Yun's control of strength has reached its peak.

Pressing down on his arm, Song Yun actually flicked his fingers at the tall killer's short sword.

The tall killer felt that Song Yun was afraid, this was a faint trick that would only appear if he was afraid of death, how could he shake the short sword with one finger?

Miracles do rarely happen, but where Song Yun is, there is never a shortage of miracles.

It's too late, it's too fast, and the fingers collide with the peak of the dagger.

Instead of the expected scene of bloody fingers flying, there was a humming sound of Jin Ge intersecting.

One finger really blocked the short sword stabbed by the tall killer with all his might.

And that's just the beginning!

The strength of the arm was completely exploded.

The tall short sword was swept away and stabbed behind him from Song Yun's ribs at random.

Everything happened too suddenly, and the tall man didn't react at all because he was surprised, but instinctively tried his best to press a few points in the direction of Song Yun's ribs.

"Whew!"

Song Yun's fingers shook Nami, but his ribs were not so lucky, blood shot out instantly, and Lin Xiaoya's exclamation came again.

"Poof!"

A dull voice sounded, and the tall killer, instead of rejoicing because of the serious injury to Song Yun, turned out to be horrified and regretful, his eyes were blood-red, and he was in a state of extreme anger and sadness.

The short sword that stabbed from Song Yun's ribs directly assassinated the short killer who was blocking Song Yun's back.

The short killer had his throat pierced with confusion in his eyes.

Song Yun's voice sounded coldly:

"Haven't you heard a word? Your sword is my sword, and as I said, the one who will die today must not be me, but you, ......."