Chapter 42: Killing the Sword - Cutting the Deer's Neck
Listening to Song Yun's sarcastic words, the middle-aged grandmaster still just smiled, "The Hidden Dragon List is one of the most influential lists in the world, so naturally it can't be ambiguous. ”
"Looks like you're going to eat me." Song Yun looked at the three of them coldly, and the woman immediately glared back angrily.
"Little brother, don't be too extreme, this is a win-win good thing after all."
The middle-aged grandmaster said, pointing to the young man next to him, "This is similar to your martial arts realm, you two have passed fifty moves, we will evaluate your strength on the side, if it is fast, it will not take half an hour." ”
Seeing that Song Yun was silent, the woman added disdainfully, "It's okay if you don't dare to comment, let's beat you up and get angry, spend days running to this hellish place, you can't go back without doing anything." ”
Song Yun laughed when he heard this, his eyes gradually sharpened, and he turned his head to stare at the young man.
"My kung fu comes from the battlefield, I can only be a killer, I won't engage in any competitions, if you have to fight with me, then be ready to die!"
The middle-aged Grandmaster smiled and said, "You two can rest assured, I'll watch from the side." ”
The young man nodded, turned over and dismounted, took out his weapon and cooked copper stick, shook it, and said to Song Yun contemptuously:
"Xuanji Pavilion, Tao Xingyuan. If you want to kill me, you're still far away. ”
"Beiting Army, Song Yun."
After Song Yun finished speaking, he did not put on a posture to prepare for a move, but retreated and walked towards a ruin not far away.
Tao Xingyuan waved a cooked copper stick and chased after him closely.
The middle-aged grandmaster rode a horse and followed behind, and said while watching: "The body method is fast and sensitive, and it is a little weird, it should be that I have learned special exercises, and it is suspected that I am at the peak of the Xuan level or the bottom of the ground level, write it down." ”
The young woman next to her answered, took out a charcoal pen and paper book, and began to record.
This is the Xuanji Pavilion's evaluation grandmaster, his eyes are vicious, he knows countless kinds of martial arts, and the innate martial artist has passed fifty moves in front of his eyes, and his martial arts skills can be completely seen through.
Song Yun also heard the Grandmaster's words at this time, his face did not change, his body turned over, and he jumped behind a burned house.
Tao Xingyuan jumped after him, came to the back of the house, looked left and right, but did not see Song Yun's people again.
The middle-aged grandmaster in the back kept talking, "I have practiced the hidden and latent exercises, which is not as subtle as the body method, and it is probably the level of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank." ”
The woman looked around, but found no trace of Song Yun, and suddenly said angrily:
"This guy is hiding again, we don't have time to spend it slowly with him, Uncle Jiang, where is the others?"
The middle-aged grandmaster pointed to another ruin not far away.
The young woman immediately shouted, "Senior brother, in the room in front of you to the right." ”
"Hide, hide, just your kung fu on the battlefield?" Tao Xingyuan snorted angrily, raised the cooked copper stick, and rushed towards the front right.
The room had already collapsed in half, and if you got a little closer, you could see Song Yun squatting inside.
Song Yun didn't get angry when he saw that the position was shouted by the woman, he just stood still in the room with a sneer, and raised the bronze sword in his hand.
"Finally dare to fight me head-on." Tao Xingzhi rushed into the house, and was about to lift the stick to smash it, when he suddenly felt dizzy, drowsy, and unable to use his strength.
There was also a blue-black egg-sized stone beneath his feet, snorting and smoking.
"You actually poisoned ......"
"Kung fu on the battlefield is to kill the enemy by any means."
Song Yun held the sword in both hands, and with all his strength, he slashed the cooked copper stick that was raised to block.
Tao Xingzhi is a congenital martial artist after all, his viscera is strong, his ability to resist poison is also strong, and he still has the strength to escape outside the house, take two breaths in the open area, and quickly recover his state.
But the stick had already been thrown in the house.
"The Dark Smoke Stone is just a secret weapon of the upper grade of the Xuan Rank, it seems that it is not enough to take down an innate martial artist, if it is a ground level, it will definitely be fine."
Song Yun kicked the cooked copper stick on the ground far away, rushed forward with an arrow, and began to attack with a sword.
Tao Xingzhi was bare-handed, and he didn't have any treasure armor on his body, how could he dare to fight against the bronze sword of the lower grade of the ground level? He could only jump up and down, moving left and right, dodging Song Yun's sword moves in embarrassment.
Before the middle-aged grandmaster could speak, the woman next to him scolded angrily: "The competition is actually poisoned, shameless!" ”
After that, he jumped off the horse, raised a slender jujube red soft whip, and whipped it towards Song Yun.
Song Yunshan took half a step back and sneered, "I'm shameless for poisoning, won't you be shameless when you fight one?" ”
"You-" The young woman's face froze, she was speechless, she simply stopped talking, and silently joined hands with Tao Xingyuan.
The middle-aged grandmaster still smiled indifferently, took the pen and paper left by the woman, and buried his head in recording a sentence.
Song Yun took advantage of the moment when the Grandmaster lowered his head, and threw out two round balls with his backhand, which were extremely fast, leaving only a string of afterimages in the air.
Because the distance was too close, the two didn't find out when the hidden weapon appeared in Song Yun's hand, and it was too late to dodge.
Tao Xingyuan thought it was the poisonous thing before, and shouted urgently: "Hold your breath!" ”
The next moment, the ball exploded in front of the two of them, and countless sparks burst out and splashed, some even fell into the eyes of the two.
"Ahh
In the exclamation of the two, Song Yun gently handed forward a sword, without making any sound of breaking through the sky, and quietly passed between the ten thousand points of sparks, and the dark cyan sword blade brought out a stream of bright red blood flowers.
Kill the sword - cut the neck of the deer.
This is the first of the three major killing swords in the "Killing and Fighting Sword Sutra", and it is also the most suitable sword for attacking.
Deer, one of the most sensitive and timid animals, will immediately flee when they hear any wind or grass, or even feel a malicious gaze.
However, the sword of "cutting the deer's neck" not only restrained the sound, but also hid the killing intent, and quietly harvested the target's life, without giving the other side a chance to react.
The middle-aged grandmaster not far away looked up and only saw the sparks bursting all over the sky, but he didn't feel Song Yun's hidden killing intent, so he couldn't rescue in time.
The next moment, the heads of Tao Xingyuan and the young woman flew high.
Double kill with one sword.
The smile on the middle-aged grandmaster's face disappeared without a trace, and he instantly fell into a rage, roaring, "Song Yun! Xuanji Pavilion has no grievances with you, how dare you kill the killer? ”
"Hehe, isn't it a grudge that you probed my martial arts and forced me to enter the list to expose my strength?"
"I said, force me to do it, then be ready to die!"
Song Yun used the Exploding Flame Thunder to succeed in one blow, no longer staying, turning around and fleeing towards the depths of the ruins.
The middle-aged grandmaster jumped several feet high from the horse's back and hurriedly chased after it, and the horse below screamed, and his spine was directly crushed by the terrifying recoil force.
The rumbling air roared, and Song Yun heard a similar sound for the second time, and rolled to the ground skillfully, trembling a few times as if he had been hit hard in the back, but fortunately he was not seriously injured.
Martial arts masters, practicing blood and qi, can release the majestic breath and turn it into a gang qi to kill the enemy.
But after a distance, Song Yun was not so bad that he was slapped with a palm, and quickly got up and continued to run into the distance.
"Song Yun Xiao'er, if I don't kill you, where is the face of my Xuanji Pavilion?"
The roar of the middle-aged grandmaster resounded in the empty city of Anxi.