He really didn't want Zhuo Xiaowan to be unlucky, no matter how he said it, he liked Zhuo Xiaowan, and he didn't want to take her to the funeral when he died.

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned lightly and looked at him deeply.

At this time, Senior Brother Song still had the heart to joke, what kind of mandarin duck with the same fate, he really had a big heart.

Is this to see through life and death to be so free?

"What a fellow disciple!" Fang Mingxi chuckled, the irony was extremely strong.

Song Yunge said: "Could it be that Senior Fang is also going to kill Senior Sister Zhuo, she has nothing to do with Mo Yunfan!"

"She has nothing to do with Yun Fan, but she has something to do with you!" Fang Mingxi said faintly: "Let you be sad and painful, how can I not do it?"

Song Yunge said: "Kill me, at most destroy your Qinglu Cliff, kill Senior Sister Zhuo, it will be difficult for you Qinglu Cliff to die...... Are you alone?"

"Without Yun Fan, I am alone, it doesn't matter to me who dies, as long as you die!" Fang Mingxi chuckled: "Until now, why don't you give up, you still have to rely on the momentum of your Tianyue Mountain, ridiculous!"

"Senior Fang, then we can only fight desperately. Song Yunge sighed and shook his head, glancing at Zhuo Xiaowan.

Zhuo Xiaowan could see the gesture in his eyes.

He wants to entangle her and let himself escape first, if he can escape for a while, don't die here for nothing.

She shook her head slightly.

She is an absolutely rational person, knowing that even if she escapes, she can't escape, but it is better to join forces with Song Yunge to fight the enemy, she can't beat it, but maybe she can hurt Fang Mingxi.

Fang Mingxi is the leader of Qinglu Cliff, once famous, a rare genius, at such an age to reach the realm of the Sword Marquis, it will not live up to her reputation.

She suddenly understood Song Yunge's situation at the beginning, and at this point, she had to cross two realms.

It's hard to protect your life, how can you manage it, how can you manage it, is there a realm barrier?

Song Yunge waved his hand, and the other party said clearly: "Senior Fang, you are extremely resentful of Qinglu Cliff, right? Is it because of Mo Yunfan?"

He muttered: "Qinglu Cliff doesn't seem to treat Mo Yunfan lightly, why is Senior Fang still like this?...... Hmm, is it because of Mo Yunfan's father?"

"Shut up!" Fang Mingxi broke off.

At this moment, Song Yunge condensed all his spiritual power into a Taiyin Divine Needle and shot out.

Fang Mingxi's body suddenly lit up, and a light sword suddenly appeared in the void behind his head, a long sword condensed from warm white light.

The lightsaber flickered, and her eyes were like cold lightning bursting: "Good boy, sinister enough!"

Song Yunge sighed secretly.

The Taiyin Divine Needle really can't hurt the Sword Hou, and the Heavenly Sword can block the Taiyin Divine Needle!

The so-called Sword Marquis is the Marquis of the Nine Heavens, who can be given the Heavenly Sword, not just to hook the Heavenly Vitality.

This Heavenly Sword is condensed by the vitality of the Outer Heavens, and it usually does not appear, but can only be condensed by urging the Outer Heaven Heart Method and hooking the majestic vitality of the Outer Heavens.

He is not a sword marquis, so I don't know what it is, outsiders can't control this lightsaber, not the owner of the sword, and if you touch it, you will be attacked.

According to his understanding, this heavenly sword is a laser sword, which seems to be light, but it is as sharp as clay, and it is unstoppable.

No matter how sharp the sword is, if it is not supported by sufficient strength, it will not be able to resist the blow of the heavenly sword, and it will be broken when encountered.

He asked Zhuo Xiaowan to leave quickly, there was no possibility of winning at all, if it was below the Sword Marquis, it could still be over-ranked, and when it reached the Sword Marquis, it would be impossible.

The military master of the Four Lingwei is the Sword Marquis, because the Sword Marquis is the real qualitative change, and it is the one who crushes the realm below the Sword Marquis.

"Suffer death!" Fang Mingxi broke off his drink, stretched out his hand to hold the lightsaber behind his head, the lightsaber suddenly changed its light, and instantly took Fang Mingxi to him, swinging it down silently.

Zhuo Xiaowan didn't even have time to urge the Heavenly Trick twice, only once, and the long sword as brilliant as the sun had already fallen on top of Song Yunge's head.

Her heart sank.

The next thing must be that Song Yunge is divided into two, and the Heavenly Sword cannot stop it, but it can split all obstacles.

"Snort!" With a soft roar, Song Yunge's long sword drew a strange arc.

"Bang!" the lightsaber flicked up, and so did Song Yunge's long sword.

The long sword flew out of ten zhang away with Song Yunge.

Zhuo Xiaowan was so stunned that she even forgot to urge the second Heavenly Technique.

Not only Zhuo Xiaowan, but Fang Mingxi's eyes widened in shock.

The withered face was a mask, which concealed her surprise, but her voice suddenly turned cold: "Good! good!"

The Heavenly Sword burst out again, brilliant and dazzling, and instantly slashed at the top of Song Yunge's head, intending to split him.

"Huh!" Song Yunge drew a strange arc again.

"Bang!" he flew upside down again, spewing a bloody arrow into the air.

The force of rage was destroying his body.

Although this style of swordsmanship can block the power of the Heavenly Sword, the gap in the realm cannot be erased.

He is a sword venerable, but the power transmitted from the sword is a sword marquis, and the gap between the two realms is like a flood against a gurgling stream.

The Great Demon Heavenly Sacrifice Yuan Technique was desperately urging, quickly repairing the injury.

"Come again!" Fang Mingxi didn't believe in evil, and the heavenly sword flashed, taking her across the air and slashing again.

"Snort!" Song Yunge drew another arc in the air to meet the Heavenly Sword.

"Bang!" he accelerated and shot away, and suddenly laughed: "Fang Mingxi, what can you do with me!"

Zhuo Xiaowan watched them go away, knowing that Song Yunge deliberately lured Fang Mingxi away and gave herself a chance to escape.

Her eyes twinkled.

Rationality and sensibility are in a confrontation, rationality allows her to get out quickly, no matter how strong Song Yunge is, it is impossible to survive, just block a few more swords.

Sensuality made her unable to escape alone, feeling ashamed, incompetent, and weak.

Reason also told her that it was not too late to endure the humiliation and bear the burden, first escape with her life, and then be promoted to the sword marquis as soon as possible, and then take revenge.

But sensuality still prevents.

In the end, she gritted her teeth and laughed self-deprecatingly, she was no different from others after all, and she still let sensuality prevail.

She was dressed in white fluttering and chased after Song Yunge's laughter.

Song Yunge laughed loudly, he didn't seem to be seriously injured, and he could still hold out for a while, enough to be promoted to a half-step sword marquis.

She was going to urge the second Heavenly Transcendence Technique to reach the half-step Sword Marquis, even if she couldn't get the lightsaber, but the purity of the Yuan Qi was far better.

There was a soft shout in his ears: "Xiao Wan!"

She jerked her head.

A middle-aged man was standing on a treetop with a smile, a wide brown robe slowly swaying, and he was looking at her with a kind face.

"Uncle Luo!" Zhuo Xiaowan hurriedly said: "I've seen Uncle Luo, go and save Senior Brother Song!"

Luo Shiying smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, don't worry!"

Zhuo Xiaowan was anxious: "Senior Uncle Luo, senior brother, he won't last long!"

Luo Shiying shook his head and smiled, and said slowly: "He can hold on, I'm afraid that if you use the Heavenly Trick twice, then the gains outweigh the losses!"

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned: "I haven't performed it for the second time, Uncle Luo, have you always been behind us?"

"Not bad. Luo Shiying nodded lightly and smiled: "I didn't expect this little Song to be so amazing and brilliant, and he can still block the Sword Marquis!"

Zhuo Xiaowan listened to the laughter in the distance.

The voice was already far away, and under her concentration, she could still hear Song Yunge's voice becoming weak and unable to drag it on.

"Don't worry, this kid can't die. Luo Shiying said with a smile and slowly.

Zhuo Xiaowanyu's face was solemn, and she glared at him coldly.

She knew that this Uncle Luo was lazy, procrastinating and dragging mud and water, but she didn't expect to be so calm at this time, he simply regarded human life as child's play!