When countless sword shadows were agitating and murderous, Song Yun did not retreat to avoid the edge for the time being.

Stepping on the ground, the whole body jumps up.

Volleys spin at dizzying speeds.

At this moment, Song Yun is a sword, and the Blood Sword is also Song Yun, and in the eyes of outsiders, only the vast sword qi is left agitated.

"Broken!"

The roaring sound of the dragon roared and stirred, making people's hearts unconsciously awe-inspiring.

Wan Zihao's heart moved, Song Yun's current sword moves made people feel familiar.

At the beginning, the two twin killers of Dilongyuan had used similar sword moves, that is to say, Song Yun had borrowed and fused the sword moves of the enemy that day, and at this time, a sword came out, and the sword qi filled the West Building!

Blue is better than blue, Song Yun wanted to persuade the twin killer to survive, but he really felt that he had an amazing talent for using a sword.

It is an indisputable fact that the ancient martial arts withered, and if you can retain a little fire, you must keep a little.

It's a pity that the killer still chose to commit suicide.

Song Yun with his outstanding talent, when fighting against the enemy, he mastered this trick, thinking that even if the two twin killers were still alive, he would not care, this is not a theft, but more like a inheritance and commemoration.

Let you come with ten thousand swords, and I will only go with one sword.

"Dang!"

The blood-red long sword crisscrossed the wilderness, and the sound of fierce collision kept coming.

A muffled snort sounded, and there were three long swords, which were swept into the air by Song Yun's strong sword qi and strength.

Sixteen swordsmen, indeed cooperate tacitly, but the premise, they are swordsmen!

When a swordsman has no sword in his hand, then it is like becoming a lamb to the slaughter, and all cooperation is lost in an instant.

The momentum began to drop sharply, and Song Yunzheng was like a rainbow.

The body was still spinning, and the blood-red sword qi was rapidly crisscrossing and horizontal.

"Click!"

Two more long swords were wrenched to pieces.

From the beginning, the swordsman, who was like a robot, finally became a little flustered after losing the long sword in his hand.

When Song Yun's body quickly shuttled through the blockade of sixteen people, half of the swordsmen had no weapons in their hands, and their expressions were awe-inspiring.

Song Yun also had two wounds on his body, although blood flowed out, they were not fatal.

"You're defeated!"

Song Yun's voice was not loud, but it was loud.

In the eyes of outsiders, the victory may not be decided at this time, but the insiders have already made their own judgments, whether it is Wan Zihao or the martial artists around Ren Cangqiong, they actually agree with Song Yun's statement at this moment.

The eight swordsmen no longer had any swords in their hands, and the entire sword formation had been broken.

When the sixteen people can't cooperate tacitly, then they will face Song Yun again, but they will only become lambs to the slaughter!

Regardless of the astonishing sword formation, Song Yun broke it with a sword, and his clothes fluttered, as if he was an immortal in the world.

Ren Cangqiong frowned, and said coldly:

"There are two hits, it's a pity, these people, it's just the beginning, you don't know what the ancient martial arts family is, today, if I want you to die, then no one can stop you!"

beckoning, Ren Cangqiong said with an indifferent expression:

"Don't waste any more time, Elder Sun, you can make a move."

Among the few people around Ren Cangqiong, a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties walked out, his eyes were warm, according to the ancient martial arts circle, it was the state of Ming Jin reaching the peak, and the dark energy was already approaching the peak.

Coughing, Sun Lao said lightly:

"If your body is in the best condition and there is no problem with your eyes, maybe you have a chance to be with me for a long time, but unfortunately, you are far worse now."

"There are some things that you can't keep, let go now, everyone is happy, I can call the shots, let Ren Shao let you go, if you are still obsessed, it will be a pity."

The more high-ranking people are, or the real masters, there are few times when they are angry and corrupted, because they know very well in their hearts that no matter what happens, the problem can be solved.

Just like Ren Cangqiong, and Sun Lao in front of him, that kind of faint expression, just like Ye Qianqian said, invisibly, with a sense of superiority.

Song Yun frowned slightly, and said slowly:

"I just don't understand, I'm going over and say a few words to my girlfriend, is that wrong? Why are you holding me back! ”

Sun Lao Wan'er smiled and shook his head.

"You're a warrior, don't you understand? At least you have to have the strength to wrestle with others before you are qualified to be reasonable, under normal circumstances, the person who really holds the initiative must be the one with the hardest fist. ”

Ren Cangqiong interjected a little impatiently:

"Old Sun, don't talk nonsense with this kid, I have already told you the reason, I want to be Ye Qianqian's boyfriend, you are not worthy! Now, when you think of Qianqian's side, you are not worthy! ”

Those who have a good relationship with Song Yun are very unhappy with Ren Cangqiong's words, but if you are under the eaves, if you don't choose to bow your head, you will definitely be hit on the head and bleed.

At this time, Song Yun smiled:

"I see, let's compare whose fists are harder. Today, I still have to go over and say a few words to Qianqian, no one can stop me. ”

"The ignorant are fearless."

Ren Cangqiong didn't pay attention to Song Yun at all, turned to look at the surrounding scenery, and said casually:

"Qianqian, how do you get used to living in such a small place? Don't make a fuss, let's go back quickly. ”

The Zhai family villa is already one of the best in Jiangzhou, and as a result, it was said to be worthless by Ren Cangqiong.

Ye Qianqian was still separated by more than a dozen people in black, and she couldn't get out at all, and she couldn't see the scene outside.

"Ren Cangqiong, if something happens to Song Yun, I will definitely not let you go."

"Fool, what are you thinking? Even if Song Yun dies, you may be sad, but at most, you will be sad for a while, your life circle should not be here, and the people you should contact are not such dicks, don't make trouble. ”

Ye Qianqian's gnashing of teeth:

"You really haven't changed at all, you're still so self-righteous."

While the two were talking, the man surnamed Sun had already stepped forward.

It's obviously a very casual pace, but in Wan Zihao's view, it can give people a feeling of naturalness and impeccable invulnerability, as if, when you make a move, it's right, but when you make a move, you may immediately fall into the trap, and even never recover.

With Wan Zihao's strength and vision, he just felt that the martial artist surnamed Sun was unfathomable.

Song Yun stood there quietly, listening attentively, without making any reaction first, his eyebrows were cold, stunned by the martial artist surnamed Sun, and approached step by step.

Lin Xiaoya and the others, seeing that there was still blood flowing out of Song Yun's wound, their expressions were very unbearable, and for a moment, Lin Xiaoya unconsciously thought that if Song Yun really had an accident, would he also die because of the concentric Gu?

If so, if you can die with Song Yun, it seems to be like death, and it will become less terrifying......