The second update!

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There was a layer of chill on the slope of the jade willow, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword light suddenly soared, directly shattering the tables and chairs that had been violently beaten.

The sword light swirled and chased out.

Song Mingjing stood on the long street with his hands in his hands, his robe waving, his eyes looking around, and he did not have the slightest sense of urgency that the big war was about to be ushered in.

Hula!

Three figures jumped out through the window, fluttering lightly to the ground, one in front of the other and two behind Song Mingjing in it.

The person in front of him was dressed in splendid clothes, hugging the pipa, although he was a man, but with a bit of fat powder, he was the "flower sword" Lu Ningxiang.

The two people in the back are dressed in black with a cold face, and the other has a rough appearance and thick beard, respectively, Meng Hanjiang, the "Snow Fishing Sword", and Yan Feigao, the "Moon Chasing Sword".

The jade willow slanted out of the Yingyue Tower like a swift wind, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the provocateur was actually Song Mingjing, and he couldn't help but be taken aback: "It's you!" How dare you appear in front of me? ”

Song Mingjing put his hands behind his back and said leisurely: "Brother Jade is not some poisonous snake and beast, why don't I dare to appear?" ”

Lu Ningxiang took a step forward, her eyes flashed: "This is called stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, it takes no effort to get it, you ......." ”

"Brother Lu!" Yuliu's oblique voice was low, and he suddenly cut off Lu Ningxiang's words.

Lu Ningxiang was slightly stunned, and then came to his senses.

If he breaks through the person in front of him, he is the "heir" of the Seven Kills Langjun, and he is afraid that there will be many more competitors immediately.

It's a pity that his words have also revealed a lot of information.

Among the many martial arts people gathered around because of the strange noise here, there were already many smart people who were thoughtful, and looked at Song Mingjing with strange eyes, obviously guessing something.

This made Lu Ningxiang secretly regret it.

Yuliu Xian looked a little surprised.

Of course, he thought about the Seven Killings Sutra and couldn't ask for it.

In the past half a month, he has also mobilized all his forces to search for Song Mingjing's traces, but when the other party took the initiative to send him to the door, he hesitated.

The last time Song Mingjing joined forces with him and Lu Ningxiang, he was forced to flee in the wilderness, and now here they have gathered the four famous swords of "Wind Flower Snow Moon", in addition, there are at least hundreds of thousands of martial arts people in the entire Huizhou City, even if seven or eight of them are just some low-grade goods-

But that doesn't mean there are no masters.

All combined, this power is amazing enough!

The other party knew that this place was the Longtan Tiger's Den, and he dared to swagger out, what did this represent, it was worth Yuliu's careful consideration.

Taking a deep breath, Yuliu didn't rush to make a move immediately, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?" ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just to send Brother Yu and Brother Lu back to the west." Song Mingjing smiled.

Yuliu sneered: "What a big breath." ”

He guessed that Song Mingjing should have cultivated the Seven Killings True Scripture, and his martial arts had made great progress during this period of time, so he dared to appear openly.

Therefore, there was a little jealousy in their hearts, but the four of them were also gathered in one place, with the martial arts and swordsmanship of the four of them, once they joined forces, Yuliu Xian was convinced that there might be people in this world who could defeat them, but the number of people who could kill them was not more than a palm.

And this by no means includes Song Mingjing.

Yuliu Xian is not wrong to think like this, martial arts cultivation is a long-term thing, but the Seven Killings True Scripture is completely different from any other kind of martial arts in this world, beyond common sense.

The Seven Killings True Sutra can be achieved quickly, and the deeper its own heritage, the more powerful the true qi that is fed back after the acupuncture is opened.

Song Mingjing was noncommittal, turned to look at the two people behind him, and said, "The two are the Snow Fishing Sword and the Moon Chasing Sword?" ”

Yan Fei said in a deep voice: "Yes, what do you call Your Excellency?" ”

"My surname is Song, Song Mingjing!" Song Mingjing smiled slightly.

Seeing that Meng Hanjiang seemed to want to speak, Song Mingjing waved his hand and said: "Let's stay, since you have already known your name, when you ask the king of Yama below, you always have an explanation, it's time to send you on the road." ”

Before the words fell, Song Mingjing's figure shook and suddenly pounced.

His pounce was not aimed at any of the four famous swords, but instead he pounced on the people gathered on the side of the street to watch the excitement.

As if a wall of wind was pressing, Song Mingjing had not arrived, and one by one the warriors of the rivers and lakes had been hit by the fierce wind and fell left and right, and the sleeves of his robe were rolled up in the air, but listening to the "whoosh" sound of energy, a mouthful of blades flew up from the sheath.

Song Mingjing's sleeve robe swung left and right, and the blade shot out, straight towards the four famous swords.

Choke!

Qing Yue's sword roar sounded almost at the same time, and the four long swords came out of their sheaths, and the sword light rose through the air, easily forcing the blades that came from one mouth to the other.

Yuliu snorted obliquely, the sword in his hand shone brightly, and the sword qi was like a flying flower, flying towards Song Mingjing one by one.

Lu Ningxiang pressed the pipa with his hand, plucked the four strings, and the "Zheng Zheng" sounded, and the four long and short strings flew out of the pipa, staggered in the air, and strangled out.

Meng Hanjiang struck with a sword, the sword light was cold, and the air cooled down sharply, as if people were in the middle of ice and snow in an instant.

Yan Feigao's sword momentum is like a blue sky and white clouds, ethereal and lonely, a sword strikes, and there is a faint Yan Ming breaking through the air, which is extremely extraordinary.

Yuliu slanted, Lu Ningxiang had already seen Song Mingjing's martial arts, so naturally he didn't have the slightest intention of underestimating him, and he did it with all his might as soon as he made a move.

And Meng Hanjiang and Yan Feigao also guessed Song Mingjing's identity from the expressions of the two, and made a quick decision, taking down Song Mingjing's mind as quickly as possible, and the sword momentum was unreserved.

The four swords were shining brightly, and the chilling sword qi filled a radius of several zhang, forcing the people in the rivers and lakes who were watching the battle close to retreat, and their faces were shocked.

Click! Click!

Under the invasion of sword qi, the bluestone-paved streets emitted a dense explosion like fried beans, and cracks broke open one after another.

At this time, there are more and more people watching the battle, and the number of people is at least two or three hundred.

"The four famous swords are really powerful! If they can also join the Red Chess Samurai, how can we lose to the Khitan? ”

Yue Huaixian's left hand covered the severed arm of his right arm, and the wound that had not completely healed became faintly painful again, but his eyes were staring at the changes in the sword momentum of the four famous swords.

Yue Huaixian can become the main general candidate among the red chess warriors, second only to the leader Ye Quanzhong, his martial arts are already good, and he is good at swordsmanship, but at this moment, he has to admit that even if his right hand is still there, he is afraid that he is not the opponent of any of the four famous swords.

Xue Yibiao kept staring at Song Mingjing, his brows furrowed, and at this time, the sword light lit up, although it was not aimed at him, but it also made him feel cold.

But his eyes lit up sharply, and he blurted out: "Brother Yue, Miss Ye, I remembered, I finally know who this person is!" ”