This black-clothed young man was none other than the Dragon Soul Master Song Zhen. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Song Zhen separated from his master Nie Ling seven months ago, and when he was parting, he met the Holy Bell in the world, and Nie Ling told Song Zhen to enter the Holy Land, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Song Zhen returned to Qingyuan Sect to wait according to his master's orders, and after meeting his parents, he briefly talked about his cultivation experience over the past year or so, considering that his parents were honest people, there was no need to make them more troubled, so he did not reveal his true strength, let alone tell the true identity of his master. Song Xiuyuan and his wife were naturally overjoyed when they saw their son returning, and they didn't care much about his strength, they just felt safe.

After Song Zhen went home, he still went to the edge of the bamboo sea alone every day to practice**. During this period, Song Zhen came to the bamboo house where Xiao Yifeng used to live more than once, and when he saw the bamboo house that had not been lived in for a long time, he couldn't help but feel sad. Song Zhen has been in Qingyuan Sect for a long time, and from other disciples, he also heard about Xiao Yifeng's life experience, so he naturally knew that he went down the mountain for revenge, and also knew that his heart was only two years old.

Song Zhen looked at the bamboo house and secretly swore: Brother Xiao, you have a life-saving grace in my family, such a great favor must be repaid, at this time my strength has increased greatly, when I come out of the holy land, I will go down the mountain to find out my whereabouts, brother, if you die and fail to take revenge, I will be the strength of my life, and I will kill the enemy for you to comfort your spirit in the sky.

Time passed in a hurry, it has been seven months since Song Zhen returned to Qingyuan Sect, and in the past seven months, Song Zhen has not used his skills for a day, the dragon soul technique has become more and more profound, and his marksmanship has gradually entered the divine realm. On this day, the sudden rainstorm drenched Song Zhen in the bamboo sea, and when the heavy rain stopped, Song Zhen used his soul power to steam the rain as soon as he dried, and he heard the big bell ringing in front of the Qingyuan Palace, knowing that it was the head of Izumo who was gathering the disciples of the whole sect, although Song Zhen was not a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, but he had been taken care of by the Qingyuan Sect, so he did not regard himself as an outsider, so he followed.

Along the way, I heard from other disciples that the Qingyuan Sect had a guest, and it was a person from the Burning Sky Valley. Of course, Song Zhen knew the prestige of the Burning Sky Valley, and secretly thought: This Burning Sky Valley is the strongest sect except for the Thunder God Temple, and the disciples under the sect must not be weak, and this time he happened to see it, so he quickened his pace. When they were about to arrive at the Qingyuan Palace, four people came to them, and the one in the center was Huang Xiao, who turned out to be the team led by Huang Xiao, a disciple of the inner gate.

When Huang Xiao saw Song Zhen, he smiled and said, "Brother Song hasn't seen him for a long time, this black dress is so majestic." ”

Song Zhen didn't want to say more to him, smiled slightly, and didn't pay much attention. Huang Xiao saw that he didn't answer, and his heart was unhappy, so he threw up the nine-section whip and hit Song Zhen's right arm. At this time, Song Zhen really could take Huang Xiao's life with a breath, but he was too lazy to meet him in general, so he pretended to be invincible, and the spear flew out of his hand.

Huang Xiao laughed and said, "Don't be embarrassed about your little ability, lest outsiders think that your pus bag is also a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, so that our faces are gloomy, and the Burning Sky Valley is a big sect." ”

After speaking, Huang Xiao walked away. Song Zhen looked at Huang Xiao's back, couldn't help laughing, and said in his heart: This person is really pitiful to the extreme. However, Huang Xiao's sentence "Burning Sky Valley is a big sect" just now made Song Zhen feel deeply unhappy, as if he had come to beg to take a look at their "big sect". So, Song Zhen laughed and simply picked up the gun and walked home.

Walking halfway, I saw Zhao Qingfeng walking leisurely towards Qingyuan Hall from a distance, Song Zhen had never seen this person, thinking that he was also from Burning Sky Valley. But seeing that he was chic and extraordinary, he had the intention of getting acquainted, so he secretly followed.

Subsequently, Song Zhen saw with his own eyes that this person had defeated the major elders of the Qingyuan Sect in a row, and then uttered contemptuous words, and finally he was really blind, seeing that he was leaving, he directly threw a spear to block Zhao Qingfeng's retreat, and then came to the palace, determined to compete with him.

Song Zhen stood in front of Zhao Qingfeng, and his momentum was amazing for a while. When others saw that it was Song Zhen who had taken refuge, they were all surprised.

"Ha, I don't know if I'm alive or dead. Huang Xiao saw that it was this pus-filled Song Zhen, and couldn't help but sneer.

Song Zhen and Zhao Qingfeng looked at each other, ignoring Huang Xiao's words, Huang Xiao was repeatedly ignored today, and his heart was even more angry, but he was just defeated by Zhao Qingfeng talking and laughing, and he really couldn't get angry, so he could only hold his breath secretly, waiting to see Song Zhen's jokes.

"I don't know the name of this brother? Zhao Qingfeng still asked with a high-spirited posture.

Song Zhen smiled slightly and said, "Hmph, let's win the spear in my hand first." ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Zhen carried the majestic power of the thunder soul, and in an instant, the entire Qingyuan Hall thundered, and the blue light was dazzling, and then, at Zhao Qingfeng, he raised his hand and stabbed him.

Song Zhen saw that Zhao Qingfeng was so arrogant, so he wanted to defeat him with the power of thunder, so as to frustrate his arrogance, so as soon as he came up, it was the most fierce stab in the attack power of Longxing's marksmanship, and it was also the first trick that Song Zhen learned. This shot came out, more powerful than the stab of the old man in black two years ago, and the blue thunder soul element wrapped in the spear, and it came in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Qingfeng didn't think much about it, and hurriedly took three steps back, and at the same time waved his two hands together, and a shield wall condensed by water mist blocked the spear. The water mist shield wall was about a foot thick, and I saw that the spear pierced the water wall for less than half a minute, and it was impossible to continue deeper.

Song Zhen said secretly: This person's strength is indeed not to be underestimated, looking at the soul power realm of the second-order soul master, it is not easy to dare to use soul power to take my spear, the master said that it is impossible to judge the strength of the surface soul power realm when fighting with others, especially when encountering soul walkers. Could it be that this is the first time I have fought since I came out of school, and I met a soul walker? Thinking of this, Song Zhen immediately went all out, and the blue thunder light became even stronger.

Zhao Qingfeng urged the water soul power to block the spear, and he felt bad in his heart: this person's soul power is deep and domineering, and if he comes hard, he will definitely suffer.

Before Zhao Qingfeng could think about it, the thunder soul power on the spear doubled sharply, Zhao Qingfeng couldn't resist it, and hurriedly flew back sideways, easily dodging this domineering shot, and stood behind Song Zhen.

Song Zhen put away his spear, turned around, and looked at Zhao Qingfeng with a little surprise on his face calmly, obviously in this first round of confrontation, Song Zhen won a game.

This thorn, one with a flash, was also a thing that happened in an instant, but all the soul masters in the Qingyuan Hall were already shocked in their hearts. The whole Qingyuan Sect thought: This Song Zhen, who came to take refuge, turned out to have such a strong strength, and in the past two years, it has been hidden deep enough.

Speaking of shock, no one is worse than Huang Xiao, seeing Song Zhen's thunderous blow, his whole body has already frozen, and he is on the verge of collapse. And the people of the Burning Sky Valley thought: This Qingyuan Sect really still has some strength, otherwise, a young man will stir up the Qingyuan Sect and not come to the stage, and he will really lose face.

Zhao Qingfeng suffered a dark loss in the first confrontation, and after his face was slightly surprised, he immediately turned to normal, laughed, and rushed towards Song Zhen with a folding fan. Song Zhen picked up the spear and stabbed it sharply, Zhao Qingfeng's body was slightly off, the folding fan was a little at the tip of the spear, the wind and water two system of law soul elements swept the spear, and fought with the thunder soul element, at the same time, Zhao Qingfeng's feet did not touch the ground, but he suddenly accelerated, crossed Song Zhen's side, came to the back, picked up the folding fan and pointed directly at Song Zhen's vest, Song Zhen's hands suddenly clenched, the thunder exploded, and the feng shui elements on the spear immediately dispersed, and at the same time, his right arm flicked, using the gun as a stick, and slapped backwards, dissolving Zhao Qingfeng's point.

The two of you come and go, one is extremely powerful, the other is smart, and after fighting for a little half an hour, there is still no winner or loser, who can't take advantage of anything.

Zhao Qingfeng seized an opportunity, the folding fan was shaking, his soul power was floating, and then his body flew back and stood at the door of the main hall, Song Zhen also held the spear in his right hand and pointed obliquely at the ground, and his left hand was behind him, stopping and not attacking.

Zhao Qingfeng opened the folding fan with his right hand and shook it gently, and his left hand was also behind him, and secretly thought: Although this person's soul power is far stronger than mine, it is not difficult to defeat him, but in this way, he must go all out. Thinking of this, Zhao Qingfeng's left hand moved slightly behind him, and a faint black light faintly appeared in his hand, fleeting.

Song Zhen thought: This one named Zhao Qingfeng, although his soul power is not as good as mine, but his control over the water and wind two system of law soul elements is too strong, if you want to defeat him, you can only use the dragon soul soul power. While thinking, he held his left hand lightly behind his back, and the emerald green light slowly surged.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and for a while, the hall fell into silence again, only the thunder soul element on Song Zhen's spear was still hissing.

"Hahaha," Zhao Qingfeng suddenly laughed three times and said, "This eldest brother has a strong soul, and I think that the younger brother is not as good as it, so I will leave." ”

After speaking, a dodge flew out of the hall, Song Zhen was stunned at first, then he tried his skills, did not distinguish between victory and defeat, with his arrogant character, how could he admit defeat? Hurriedly chased out of the hall, but Zhao Qingfeng's body was so fast, where could Song Zhen catch up, and when he came to the outside of the hall, Zhao Qingfeng had already disappeared, and he didn't even catch half a shadow.