Just when his life was hanging by a thread, a silk scarf streamer flew out from behind, attacking Song Que's back like a spiritual snake, with obvious intentions, it was a strategy to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

Song Que felt the energy behind him, his expression was cold, someone dared to snatch food under the heavenly sword, and he was not small!

But it's too self-conscious!

A hint of fanatical hope flashed in Xi Ying's eyes, just like a drowning person, seeing a straw, knowing that it was useless, but he wanted to deceive himself and grab it frantically.

Song Que turned his footsteps, and the clouds avoided the ribbon lightly, and the knife in his hand was raised smoothly.

However, it did not leave the range of Xi Ying's body, but only moved from his abdomen to his head.

There was a soft tearing sound.

Xi Ying was frightened, his face was pale, he didn't have time to open his mouth, his head had already moved, blood shot out, and his head rolled on the ground like a ball, until it touched the feet of Manyan, and then stopped.

"Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore, may the benefactor in hell eliminate karma as soon as possible."

With a compassionate look on his face, the Master of Shingon crouched down and closed his eyes for him, and then folded his hands together and said something in his mouth.

Song Que turned around and looked coldly along the ribbon, but saw a woman dressed in white with the wind, with red jade feet, flashing black pupils and long hair, like an elf, standing at the foot of the steps, her pupils shrunk when she landed, and her face became solemn.

Not for her, but for the person next to her.

is also a woman, a little older, but the years have not left too many traces on her face, still graceful, full of intoxicating style, a pair of beautiful eyebrows obliquely inserted into the sideburns, eyes as black as paint, very bright.

Song Que stared for a moment and said, "Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan?!" ”

The woman laughed coquettishly, revealing all kinds of style, "I didn't expect that Heavenly Sword Song Que could recognize the concubine at a glance, should the concubine be happy?" ”

Song Que inserted the thick-backed knife back into the scabbard, and said indifferently with an expressionless face: "Although Zhu Yuyan is beautiful, it doesn't enter my Song Que's eyes, the reason why I recognize you is just that the heavenly magic force field on your body is too obvious." ”

Zhu Yuyan was stunned for a moment, then narrowed her eyes and said, "What do you mean by returning the knife to the sheath, but you look down on Zhu Yuyan?" ”

"I heard that you and Shi Zhixuan have obtained the relics of the Evil Emperor, and their skills have greatly improved, but now it seems that this is still the case, and you can't even control your own strength, at this time, you should retreat and cultivate to completely control your skills, instead of stirring up the wind and rain, and looking for death!"

After Song Que finished speaking calmly, he looked up into the distance, and more than a dozen figures were flying in the air.

Each of them has a deep breath and has their own temperament, or humility, tenacity and perseverance, or ruthlessness and viciousness, all of them are first-class masters in the world!

These people were divided into two waves, the front wave was only four or five people, and it seemed that they were being pursued by the group of people behind.

Zhu Yuyan naturally found out, the corners of her mouth curved, and she didn't stop it, but flashed to the side with the elf-like woman and got out of the way.

These four or five people are Fan Qinghui, Likong, Shi Fei Xuan and Dade Holy Monk, plus Song Que, nearly half of the top masters of the righteous path are known.

But there were more people from the Demon Gate, except for Shi Zhixuan's absence and Xi Ying's death, the other six masters were all present, plus the other masters of the two factions and six realms, there were more than ten people.

Song Que and Fan Qinghui looked at each other, their eyes sighed, he admired each other when he was young, but creation made people, fate is impermanent, the other party chose to inherit the master, he himself chose to practice the knife unwillingly, and there was nothing else besides the knife, so as to achieve the name of the heavenly sword.

Time flies, and when we meet again, a thousand words are put into a smile.

"Sect Master, when will he wake up?" Fan Qinghui glanced at Bai Fan, who was still closing his eyes and meditating, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of anxiety flashed.

Song Quexuan frowned and said, "I don't know, maybe the master knows better." ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Bai Fan, he was arrogant and self-conscious, but he was not arrogant and unscrupulous.

A few months ago, he received a letter from Fan Qinghui, saying that the decisive battle between Zheng and Demon was imminent and he needed to make a move, so he agreed without the slightest hesitation, and traveled all the way from Songjiashan City to Chengdu.

When I asked for details, I realized that all the plans were not led by Jing Zhai, but by another person.

This person is known as the Taichu Sect Master, Song Que is not interested in this name, and after greeting him, he made nine swords in a row and asked him if he had this qualification.

These nine knives gathered the essence of his life's knife, especially the ninth knife, get the knife and then forget the knife, just like Ku Ding to solve the cow, forget the cow after getting the cow, forget the law after forgetting it, intentionally or unintentionally, the trick of the heavenly knife, this is the extreme.

But when the man raised his hand, nine swords and nine sword qi were identical, but he broke his own nine swords, and even the strongest ninth sword was also lightly broken by his cloud breeze.

The sword qi is not shocked, it seems to be strong and weak, it seems to be rigid and soft, it is the ultimate sword of yin and yang, ancient and modern.

He was defeated, and he was completely defeated and convinced, so he willingly cooperated with him and implemented the anti-hunting plan.

The plan is very simple, everyone is bait, both sides are prey, and in the end, who lives and who dies depends on strength.

On the side of the righteous path, everyone believes that as long as Taichu makes a move, everyone in the Demon Gate will be hunted, and victory or defeat will be life and death, all of which depend on him, relying on his invincible martial arts.

Fan Qinghui's gaze moved to Master Mantra and was about to ask.

Zhenyan took the initiative to speak: "It seems to be awake but not awake, the poor monk believes that when it is time to wake up, the donor will naturally wake up." ”

Fan Qinghui's expression was slightly gloomy when he heard this, and he nodded, facing the people of the Demon Gate.

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At this time, Zhu Yuyan frowned and asked the person beside her: "Where is Shi Zhixuan, why don't you see others when it is so important?" ”

Hurriedly there was a fat man, piled up the fat on his face and said with a smile: "The evil king was stopped by Ning Daoqi and confronted him, and he didn't know where he went. ”

"Ning Dodge?"

Zhu Yuyan smelled the smell of conspiracy and thought of a creepy possibility, but then she smiled with relief, showing that she was winning, and said: "Song Que, you just said that Zhu Yuyan is looking for death, now look at whom, who is looking for death?" ”

Song Que chuckled, glanced at it, and disdained to answer.

Fan Qinghui continued: "Zhu Yuyan, although there are many of you, but Shi Zhixuan is not here, do you think that with your rabble, you can win today?" ”

What she said was the truth, Song Que was in the realm of a grandmaster, and among the people present, Zhu Yuyan might be able to compete with one or two, but she was not a virgin, and the Heavenly Demon Skill could only be practiced to the seventeenth layer, and the highest eighteenth layer was hopeless for life. Even if she absorbs a part of the essence of the evil emperor's relics, the upper limit has been limited, and she can't absorb more essence, so there will be a phenomenon of unstable skill, so it is a matter of time before the Song Dynasty is lacking and defeated.

In addition to Zhu Yuyan, the highest martial arts in the Demon Gate was Zhao Deyan, and the emptiness was enough to hold him back. The rest of the people, as long as they are dragged until Song Que frees up his hand, they are not the enemy of a sword.

At this time, Zhu Yuyan laughed, "Fan Qinghui, do you think Xi Yingbai is dead?" ”

Then he looked up to the sky and shouted: "If you don't send it now, wait for when!" ”

As soon as the words began, a terrifying aura shrouded the top of the Luohan Hall, and the coercion rumbled, and the danger struck, like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

Everyone in the righteous path was shocked and changed color, this feeling is not human power at all, but the power of heaven and earth!