Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying walked lightly, followed by Song Yunge.

Feng Jin moved for a moment but found that his whole body was in pain, weak and weak, and Song Yunge's voice came from his ears: "Senior brother, help me take care of Yunyan." ”

Feng Jin glanced at Yang Yunyan, who was sitting under the root of the wall and was languishing, and nodded helplessly, knowing that it would be a burden for him to go.

He knew Song Yunge's ability, he would definitely be able to find the Demon Venerable, and if the three of them joined forces, they would be able to kill the Demon Venerable.

Zhuo Xiaowan was in the center, Mei Ying was on the left, and Song Yunge was on the right, and the three of them avoided Suzaku Avenue and walked through the alleys.

"Can you really find it?" Mei Ying snorted, "Didn't the blind cat run into a dead mouse last time?"

Song Yunge and Feng Jin killed the demon lord who everyone couldn't find, and although this matter was kept secret, they couldn't hide it from her.

Song Yunge said: "I can only say that I have to try, but I am not sure." ”

"Once this old devil runs away, we will all be in trouble!" Mei Ying frowned and snorted: "He will definitely come back with revenge!"

Song Yunge said: "I'm only worried that we won't have a chance to kill him, so we have to kill him before the Lord of the Guard or the Lord of the Army!"

As long as the master of the Demon Gate kills someone in Daluo City, he will be hunted down, the master of the guard is defeated, the master of the army will shoot, and the elder will take action if the master of the army is defeated, and even if the elder does not succeed, he will ask the top masters of the six major sects to take action.

No matter what the cost, kill the murderer.

This is the determination of the Four Spiritual Guards.

However, sometimes the top masters of the six major sects can't kill the murderer, and there is no way to do it, after all, the martial arts of the Demon Gate are better than the six major sects.

Even so, ordinary Demon Gate masters no longer dare to be presumptuous in Daluo City, and they have to clamp their tails.

This time, the old man in the green robe killed two people in a row, and the four spirit guards would never let go, if they wanted to kill him, they must rush before the four spirit guards dispatched.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "He should run away now, he can't catch up!"

Song Yunge shook his head: "The Demon Gate often acts unexpectedly!"

He knew that there was a secret technique in the Dao of Affection, the magic skill of stealing the sky and changing the sun, and he could escape the tracking of the demon's breath.

This technique is demanding, and not every master of the Obsessive Dao has the conditions to perform it, but with Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying here, the old man in the green robe has the possibility of using it.

He must have a purpose in lurking in Daluo City, and if he does not achieve his goal, he will not leave easily, and he will have the opportunity to lurk again and even take revenge, how can he let it go?

What's more, this is also his chance to escape the pursuit of Da Luo City, otherwise, it would be difficult to escape death.

Therefore, as long as he finds that there is no chasing soldier, he will stop, and he must use the second daughter to perform the magic skill of stealing the sky and changing the sun.

Naturally, these Song Yunge would not say much.

The two women nodded slightly, the master of the Demon Gate is indeed so weird.

The three of them didn't talk about Suzaku Wei's merit.

This is a chronic disease, no one can do anything, it is caused by the merit system of the four spiritual guards.

Grabbing merit is indeed inferior, but everyone has no intention of grabbing merit, and is thinking about how to quickly rescue colleagues?

"But you're good enough. Mei Ying looked at Song Yunge curiously: "Your little swordsman can actually sneak attack the Demon Venerable, although Senior Sister Zhuo has attracted his attention, but it is also rare...... You can still be spared under his palm, Song Yunge, hidden in the depths!"

Demon Venerable's intuition is keen, but it is not so easy to sneak attack, even if she can't succeed in sneak attack.

Demon Venerable's angry palm was enough to slap a little swordsman to death, but he was not seriously injured, which shows that it is strange, and he really can't underestimate him.

Song Yunge smiled: "This is natural, you always have to hide a few skills to gain a foothold in Daluo City,...... He's there!"

He pointed to the mountain peak in the distance and whispered, "It's trying to sneak up on us." ”

"You really haven't escaped?!" Mei Ying said in surprise: "You are really bold enough, and you are not afraid of death." ”

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "The military master and the guard master haven't made a move yet, and they are obviously not in the city, so he dares to stay." ”

Song Yunge said: "So he will definitely be eager to solve us, but we are not in a hurry." ”

"Anti-sneak attack?" Mei Ying said.

Song Yunge looked at her with an approving look.

Mei Ying glanced at him obliquely, she was a dignified one, Jian Zun, and praised him with a little swordsman?

However, he still felt quite comfortable and asked, "It's easy to say, how can I counterattack him?"

Song Yunge said: "We pretend not to know, he should have the miracle of concealing the breath." ”

Zhuo Xiaowan reminded lightly: "Don't be taken by him." ”

Song Yunge smiled: "Believe me!"

"Okay. Zhuo Xiaowan smiled and nodded.

This Senior Brother Song's martial arts are ordinary, but his methods are powerful, and his actions are bold but thorough, which is indeed far superior to ordinary people.

Mei Yingying's lips opened, but she didn't object in the end.

Let's believe it, after all, if it weren't for Song Yunge, they wouldn't be able to find this Demon Venerable.

The three of them swept towards the peak.

Song Yunge's lips moved, and his voice sounded in their ears: "He is hiding halfway up the mountain, I will strike first." ”

"Can you see it from so far away?" Mei Ying's lips twitched.

This Song Yunge's sense is more acute than his own, he is a sword venerable!

Song Yunge said lightly: "Talent." ”

Mei Ying glanced at him, knowing that he wouldn't say much, mysterious, who would want to know!

The three of them were extremely fast, and they came halfway up the mountain in the blink of an eye.

Song Yunge couldn't sense the existence of the old man, but he could clearly see the four auras with the Qi Hope Technique.

This is obviously a secret art, this is the terrible thing about the Demon Gate, the secret art emerges in an endless stream, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Unlike the six major sects such as Tianyue Mountain, each sect is a few sets of martial arts, which oppress people with a dignified and upright momentum.

The eyebrows of the three of them lit up with small swords, and they drew their swords out of their sheaths, and the sword body was as full as autumn water.

Song Yunge's voice sounded in the ears of the two women: "Be careful of his spiritual attack!"

Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying's bright eyes flashed and nodded slightly.

The old man in the green robe hidden behind a stone squinted his eyes slightly, like a snake hibernating, sensing the wind and grass outside.

The three of them were full of breath, obviously hooking the vitality of the outer heavens.

It is very troublesome for two Sword Venerables to join forces, as long as one Sword Venerable is severely injured first, the remaining Sword Venerables and swordsmen will not be a problem.

His mind flowed, but his breath remained motionless, like a flood slowly accumulating, waiting for the time to burst the levee.

He sneered secretly, it was useless for them to take precautions, they couldn't sense themselves, and they couldn't prevent their thunderous blows.

The three of them got closer and closer, and his breath became deeper and deeper, as if the whole person had shrunk into the water.

Getting closer, closer and closer, he calculated the best time to strike.

"Duh!" his hidden and compressed power instantly turned into a voice and spat out a word.

Its voice was like an arrow, and it instantly shot into the minds of the three people.

This is the top miraculous merit of the Obsessive Dao, which is condensed into an arrow with all its spirit, and can even make the other party directly become an idiot.

Song Yunge was already on guard against this move, and he could block it.

Even if the two girls were on guard, their spirits were still in a trance, and the power of the full force of the hatred was too strong.

The old man in the green robe flew up from behind the stone like a goshawk and swept towards Zhuo Xiaowan, his right palm was as white as a piece of white jade.

When he passed by Song Yunge, he didn't look at it, and was convinced that this hatred was enough to make Song Yunge seriously injured and unconscious.

This is the crushing of the realm and power, the swordsman is the swordsman, and no matter how insidious and strange the means are, they can't stop it.

When the white jade-like palm approached Zhuo Xiaowan's towering chest, he let out a soft roar.

Song Yunge's long sword had already pierced into his right chest.

was about to stab him in the heart, but when he made a move, he found that his left chest was slightly protruding, as if he was holding something.

His mind was racing, and he immediately understood that this was a heart shield or something that could block the tip of the sword, so he changed it to the right chest.

The white jade-like palm suddenly slowed down, and Zhuo Xiaowan had already turned around to avoid it, and he also swung his sword and slashed down.

Mei Ying's sword light also swung over, and she wanted to surround him.

"Ah——!" When the old man in the green robe saw that it was Song Yunge again, his anger instantly soared to the sky, and he roared: "Damn it!"

He roared and slapped at Song Yunge, his hair instantly faded black and turned snow-white, black light faintly appeared around his body, and his eyes became as sharp as needles.

"Half-step Demon Saint!" Song Yunge shouted.

This is the Great Demon Heavenly Sacrifice Yuan Technique, which instantly burned for thirty years, and entered the realm more and more.

"Ding ding!" The old man in the green robe flicked the ten fingers of his left hand, and the long swords of Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying suddenly swung away, almost letting go.

They froze, and the cold power of the sword body devoured their vitality, eroding their internal organs, and already hurting them.

They're busy with the mystics.

One runs beyond the sky, and the other runs immeasurably like the sea.

Suddenly, the vitality of a higher level of heaven rolled down, pouring into their bodies and long swords, resisting the devouring power of the Demon Saint.

The two women each spat out a mouthful of bloody arrows.

The blood on the ground was steaming cold, and the weeds on the ground instantly withered yellow.

Song Yunge twisted his wrist and wanted to twist the long sword to expand the wound, but the long sword couldn't move after being caught by the strong muscles, as if it had been cast in molten iron.

The old man in the green robe probed with his right hand like lightning, and he had already pressed on Song Yunge's Baihui acupoint, lifting him off the ground.

This probe was too fast, Song Yunge didn't have time to react, he didn't have time to let go and escape, he was already holding down the Baihui acupoint, and when he reacted, his feet were already off the ground.

Suddenly, a strange power poured into the Baihui acupoint, straight to the body, and the body slumped down.

All the strength of the body relaxed, and the muscles and bones were soft as if they were anesthetized.

He roared in his heart but was unable to urge his strength, so he could only watch and feel his blood and qi pouring into the Baihui acupoint and being pumped out.

His face turned pale instantly.

The faces of the two girls changed slightly, and they hurriedly swung their swords and attacked to save Song Yunge.

"Haha......" The old man in the green robe laughed heartily, this time he finally solved this rampant, despicable, shameless and sinister boy!

He was like a ghost, easily avoiding the sword light of the two women, staring down at Song Yunge, and laughing: "Boy, you should have known that there would be today, dare to go against the old man and bring about your own destruction!"

Song Yunge's eyelids lowered as if he was asleep, and his hand was still on the hilt of the sword that pierced into the right chest of the old man in the green robe, but he couldn't move a finger.

"Don't pretend to be dead, you're not dead yet, I'll keep you in a breath, swallow your essence and blood and Shouyuan almost the same, and leave only a little bit, so that you can survive for ten days and half a month, and let you die of pain and unwillingness, haha...... Haha......" The old man in the green robe laughed happily, only to feel that his mind was accessible and his whole body was comfortable.

Song Yunge's face became whiter and whiter, his skin was as dull as charcoal, and his blood and qi rolled away, like a flood bursting a levee.

Zhuo Xiaowan pursed her red lips, her eyes were clear, and she had already made up her mind to use the Blood Pattern Sword.

Song Yunge's body couldn't move, but his brain was even more agile.

After the last experience of life and death, he faced this situation again, and he was able to quickly regain his composure and find a way out of the predicament.

If you practice the magic skills, you can get rid of the devouring, but you can't practice the magic skills at all without the demon sect master to open the inheritance.

The Great Demon Heaven Sacrifice Yuan Technique is useless at this time, the Great Demon Heaven Sacrifice Yuan Technique can only burn the longevity yuan and increase the strength, transcending the realm.

Thinking of the realm, he had a flash of inspiration, and his mind suddenly thought about the Qingyuan Sword Technique to comprehend the artistic conception of the first form.

When he was about to die, he was extremely focused, and everything was left behind, only the artistic conception of this sword.

Inexplicably, he captured the subtle artistic conception that can only be understood and cannot be expressed.

The center of the eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a bright light shot obliquely into the sky.

A white rainbow descended from the sky and enveloped his body, and this white rainbow turned into a small sword and drilled into the center of his eyebrows.

The two girls who were urging the secret technique to prepare for their desperate efforts were stunned, and Mei Ying blurted out: "Break through!

"Hehe......" The old man in the green robe smiled happily: "Okay, good, good pure power!"

The power that broke through the realm was the purest, and when he devoured it, it was like drinking mellow mash, and it was indescribably beautiful, and he felt that the strength around him was soaring.

Song Yunge's eyes flashed with a fine light, and the vitality of the Nine Heavens suddenly poured into his body, diluting the strange power of the old man in the green robe.

His hair changed suddenly, like a layer of hoarfrost, burning thirty years of life across a realm.

The sword master turned into a sword venerable, hooking the vitality of the third heaven.

The vitality of the third heaven was stronger and more refined, and after it was suddenly poured into the body, the power of the old man in the green robe was washed away even less.

He regained a trace of strength, and immediately wried his sword without hesitation.

The current realm of the two is only one layer apart, and this time he twisted his sword, not like an ant shaking an elephant before.

The long sword was wrenched, and the old man in the green robe snorted, his injuries instantly worsened, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth.

He was furious.

Pressing on Song Yunge's palm, the force descended even more, and Song Yunge wanted to be paralyzed again.

He saw the two women turn into several afterimages and attack wildly, desperately trying to save himself, but unfortunately he couldn't save himself.

Mei Ying and Zhuo Xiaowan both had blood gushing from the corners of their mouths.

Zhuo Xiaowan's right arm was covered with red threads, oozing blood, like white porcelain shattering and oozing red juice, which was caused by the blood-patterned sword.

But even if he tried so hard, he still couldn't help the old man in the green robe, and he was extremely terrifying when he stepped into the half-step Demon Saint realm.