Shan Xiongxing is not a weak chicken to deal with.

With Song Zhong and the fat man alone, they can't win against Shan Xiongxing at all, let alone kill him.

Therefore, Song Zhong could only ask for foreign aid.

The Wisdom Star King is definitely unreliable.

It is true that the Wisdom Star King is a first-class master, and he is also one of the four Heavenly Kings of the Wuji Holy Sect, but he is already blind after all, and I am afraid that he will not be able to deal with Shan Xiongxing.

Although the Wisdom Star King was very clever and could have countless ways to kill Shan Xiongxing, Song Zhong didn't like it.

Song Zhong prefers to watch others die under his sword.

The Wisdom Star King couldn't go this way, so he could only ask Mo Xiaoxuan for help.

Song finally came to the Wuji Holy Sect for three years, and only the fat man Wang Cheng and Mo Xiaoxuan were really good to him.

Especially Mo Xiaoxuan, Mo Xiaoxuan has no friendship with him, but he just teamed up to kill people when he was thinking about crossing the cliff. He couldn't have imagined that with this kind of relationship between Pingshui and Pingshui, that night, Mo Xiaoxuan was willing to come forward to protect him.

Therefore, he planned to join forces with Mo Xiaoxuan and kill Shan Xiongxing.

Shan Xiongxing's immortality greatly affected his plan to go undercover in the Wuji Holy Sect.

Mo Xiaoxuan is a saintess of the Wuji Holy Sect and lives in a bamboo forest in the Holy Sect.

The bamboos in the bamboo forest are verdant and tall, reaching into the clouds, and when the night wind blows, the branches and leaves shake and dance, which has a unique flavor.

A path paved with bluestone stretches from outside the bamboo forest to a place where the eye can't see.

The trail is clean and tidy, and there are no bamboo leaves, which is probably the reason why someone cleans it diligently every day.

Song Zhong carried a sword on his back, his posture was straight, and his waist was straight.

The fat man stood next to Song Lifetime, looked at the bamboo forest, and rubbed his hands happily.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, the fat man sighed faintly, the place where this saint lives is different.

Before the two of them set foot in the bamboo forest, two female disciples dressed in black walked out.

The two female disciples stretched out their hands, and the long swords in their hands were horizontal in front of Song Zhong and the fat man.

The female disciple on the left said, "The Holy Maiden's Mansion, the idle people are waiting to break in." ”

Song Zhong said: "Please pass the word on the senior sister, saying that Song Zhong, who has entered the funeral hall, is here and has important matters to discuss." ”

"Song Zhong, you are the Song Zhong who is known as the end of a sword?"

The two female disciples looked at each other.

Song Zhong's reputation in the Holy Sect was too loud, and they had heard a lot, so they naturally became familiar with it.

They began to look at Song Zhong's face.

Tall, slightly thin, with a straight back, and eyes that seem to have a magical power, releasing their own unique charm.

Legend has it that Song Zhong also had a follower, who had a fat head and big ears, a round body, and looked like a pig from a distance.

The two female disciples looked at each other repeatedly, and it was indeed the case, and the swordsman was followed by a fat pig.

The female disciple on the left said, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Song, please wait a moment." ”

Song Zhong said: "Senior sister is polite. ”

The female disciple bowed her head and walked quickly to report.

Not long after, the female disciple returned.

"Miss, she's free now, let's go in directly." The female disciple said.

Song Zhong hugged his fists and thanked him, and immediately led Wang Cheng forward.

As I walked forward, I soon saw a bamboo house.

The front and back of the bamboo house are fenced, and morning glories lie on the fence, and the flowers are blooming beautifully.

Inside the fence is the bamboo house where Mo Xiaoxuan lives.

The bamboo house is not big, and there should only be two houses in it.

Without thinking too much, Song finally led the fat man to the fence.

Pushing open the fence gate, as soon as his left foot stepped into the door, Song Zhong felt a terrifying killing intent coming.

The killing intent tightly locked on Song Zhong and the fat man's bodies.

Song Zhong and the fat man couldn't move at all, and the flaws in their bodies seemed to be exposed at this moment.

Master!

is definitely a master who is even more terrifying than Xiao Yiwen!

Song Zhong's hairs all over his body exploded, and the whole person was like a frightened cat!

On the other hand, the fat man.

The fat man was covered in cold sweat, and fine beads of sweat were already woven on his forehead.

The killing intent came from the bamboo house!

Who is in the bamboo house?

Does Mo Xiaoxuan know him?

Will Mo Xiaoxuan be in danger now?

Several questions arose in Song Zhong's heart.

It's a pity that there is no answer for him now.

Suddenly, the killing intent became a little stronger.

There was a depressing aura in the air, which made Song Zhong and the fat man breathless.

It's hard to even breathe!

Uncomfortable!

Song Zhong and the fat man glanced at each other, and they both saw the shocking emotions in each other's eyes.

This killing intent was too strong and too strong, it was like a high mountain, directly pressing on them.

And, as time passed, this killing intent became more and more intense and deep.

The surrounding landscape seems to stand still, or time passes too slowly and too slowly for the entire bamboo forest to stand still.

On the faces of Song Zhong and Wang Cheng, the sweat has begun to drip down "tick-tock".

Suddenly, the fat man's legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a "poof".

The pressure on the fat man's body disappeared suddenly, and he began to gasp for breath, and the whole person suddenly relaxed.

After the fat man knelt down, Song's lifelong killing intent became even heavier.

Compared with the killing intent, Song Zhong couldn't accept that the fat man was forced to kneel.

Song Zhong's eyes widened, the man had gold under his knees, how could he kneel down so easily?

"Get up for me!"

Song Zhong stretched out his right hand and put his right hand on the fat man's shoulder.

The green tendons of the whole arm burst out, like a small snake, and his right hand exerted all his strength, intending to pull the fat man up.

The fat man was stunned, and then he was about to get up.

His knees were already off the ground, but he was pressed by a murderous intent.

That killing intent is simply an invisible force.

It constantly oppressed Song Zhong and the fat man.

Song is under more pressure for life, he not only wants to insist on himself, but also wants to drag the fat man up.

The people in the bamboo house seemed to know Song Zhong's thoughts.

So the people in the bamboo house put more pressure on Song for life.

The previous pressure was like a mountain, although it was depressing, but it could still move.

And at this moment, it seemed that there were countless hands holding down Song Zhong's limbs, making Song Zhong unable to move, and it was difficult to move his fingers.

The expression on Song Zhong's face was hideous and distorted, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and there were bloodshot sprinkles in his eyes.

If you can't see it, you're going to fail?

No!

This is not a reason to fail!

Song Zhong gave birth to an endless fighting spirit in his heart, and this fighting spirit was surging, causing the momentum on his body to also change.

Then, Song's lifelong momentum seemed to tear the sky apart!

"Break it for me!"

Song Zhong let out a shocking cry, and the internal force in the dantian continued to gush out.

These internal forces collided with the right hand.

Suddenly, Song Sheng's imprisonment seemed to be broken away, and the whole person became relaxed.

Song Zhong's eyes were quick, and he immediately dragged Wang Cheng up.

As soon as Wang Cheng stood firm, Song Zhong quickly drew the sword behind his back.

Swordsmanship, "Born to Die".

"Draw the sword!"

If you don't come out, you will kill!

The swordsman draws his sword and deserves to see blood!

No blood, no rest!

A sword out, straight to the bamboo house.