Song Yunge stood with his hands in his hands and looked at them calmly: "Yuntian Palace!"

Their clothes were not from the Cloud Heaven Palace at all, but he could be sure at a glance that they were the Cloud Heaven Palace.

The four Sword Emperors really look up to themselves, this time it is inevitable, and they must destroy themselves.

As the Sword Emperor of Yuntian Palace, he still has to pretend to be the clothes of Ziji Island, and he does not have the arrogance of a master of the Sword Emperor realm, which makes him more and more jealous of Yuntian Palace.

This kind of guy with no bottom line is very scary, he shouldn't be able to become a big weapon, but he can become a sword emperor.

"Yuntian Palace?" Zhou Lingshu said.

Song Yunge smiled: "The breath of Yuntian Palace, you can't be wrong!"

"Hmph!" the four old men only let out a cold snort, and the long knife came out of its sheath, and suddenly purple light flashed.

Zhou Lingshu frowned.

This is the omen of the Purple Sun Divine Sword, if they are not the core disciples of Purple Pole Island, it is impossible for them to practice the Purple Sun Divine Sword!

Song Yunge's judgment should be wrong, they should be disciples of Ziji Island.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" Song Yunge swung his sword into a clear light, enveloping himself in it.

Four long knives with flashes of purple light fell into the sword light, emitting a clear sound, but they could not break through the sword light.

Song Yunge shook his head and said: "It's useless, you still have to take out your own skills, it's useless to suppress me with the realm, I am also the Sword Emperor!"

The faces of the four old men were gloomy.

They never expected that Song Yunge would become a Sword Emperor, but they also prepared for the worst, so they directly sent four Sword Emperors in one go.

Even if Song Yunge becomes the Sword Emperor, four to one, and he is a new Sword Emperor, it is more than enough.

If you don't become a sword emperor, it's even more stable.

So the four of them set out together, absolutely foolproof, this time they must kill Song Yunge.

Zhou Lingshu said coldly: "You are really from Yuntian Palace?!"

A square-faced old man said in a deep voice: "Master Zhou, this matter is none of your business, please stand by and watch!"

Zhou Lingshu pressed the small sword and said lightly: "Your Yuntian Palace is really powerful, keep your promise!"

Her words were ironic.

The four old men didn't care, and stepped up their fierce attacks, wanting to break Song Yunge's sword light.

But the sword light looked clear and bright, a thin layer, but it was extremely flexible, and the four of them tried their best to attack but couldn't break it.

"Snort, snort!" In the light whistling, the four of them suddenly changed their sword skills, from purple flames to clouds.

The sword light of the four people was like a cloud, and it was like a fog, hazy, and it matched with Song Yunge's clear sword light.

"That's right, those little tricks are just making people laugh!" Song Yunge let out a long laugh.

The Shuxue sword in his hand suddenly flashed and disappeared without a trace, and the next moment it had already appeared in the eyebrows of an old man.

"Uh......" The old man's eyes widened, and he slashed with his knife.

Song Yunge drew his sword and retreated, but he couldn't avoid the knife, his chest and clothes were torn, a red line appeared on his skin, and blood gushed out.

"You ......" Zhou Lingshu took a step forward.

Song Yunge shouted: "It's okay!"

His eyes lit up and he smiled, "This time it's up to you how you die!"

The Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune suddenly pulled out, pulling out the soul of the old man who was slowly falling, and when the soul entered his mind and was about to burrow into the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune, the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Rune suddenly stopped.

Then the absorbing force disappeared, and the soul was in his mind, and then it was pulled into the sword by a strange force.

"Huh!" The sword light suddenly brightened, like a round of sun falling, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

An old man in a purple robe swung his sword, but he couldn't block the sword, and his eyebrows were suddenly hit by the sword, and his movements stopped abruptly.

"You ......" The other two old men had ugly faces and were furious.

Song Yunge pulled up the soul of this purple-robed old man, and then urged the fourth form he comprehended in the Dead God Mountain, condensed the soul, and then stabbed out with a sword.

The sword light is so strong that you can't look at it directly.

The two old men turned around and fled, turning into two purple shadows that instantly appeared a hundred meters away, and disappeared in a flash.

They fled far faster than they could swing their swords, and it was clear that this was a secret art of escape that had spurred potential.

Song Yunge shouted: "If you can escape, the monk can't escape the temple, you will visit your Yuntian Palace!"

The two old men were gone.

Song Yunge staggered, dizzy.

"You ......" Zhou Lingshu looked at him with a complicated expression.

She could see that Song Yunge's blow was a sword god's blow, and the power was more powerful than the small sword in her hand.

Could it be that he has already stepped into the Sword God?

Song Yunge turned his head to look at her: "I am the Sword Emperor." ”

"Is it really the Sword Emperor?" Zhou Lingshu returned the sword to the sheath and looked at him: "Not the Sword God?"

"What do you say!" Song Yunge snorted: "If it's a sword god, the four of them don't dare to show their heads at all!"

"It was obviously the sword of the sword god just now. Zhou Lingshu said.

Song Yunge sat on the ground softly, his eyes couldn't be opened, these two blows were too draining, almost emptying out all his spiritual power.

Song Yunge said: "It is the swordsmanship I have learned, simulating the sword god, but it is not the real sword god." ”

“...... How's the injury?"

"Take a break, let me sleep. Song Yunge directly lay on the stone next to him, and suddenly fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Lingshu stood aside and glanced at the two old men on the ground, flicking his long sleeves.

The two old men suddenly flew into the distance and fell into the valley, and disappeared with a "bang" sound.

Song Yunge woke up a quarter of an hour later and stretched his waist.

Zhou Lingshu said: "What's wrong?"

"No problem, let's go. Song Yunge regained his spirits.

Zhou Lingshu shook his head and said, "Yuntian Palace is really not giving up, do you really want to find it?"

Song Yunge frowned: "I still have to talk to the sect, listen to the arrangement of the mountain master." ”

He really wanted to set foot in the Cloud Heaven Palace and stir up some wind and rain, but the consequences of doing so couldn't help but be clear.

Zhou Lingshu breathed a sigh of relief: "You still have to think about it, the foundation of Yuntian Palace is not bad." ”

According to her speculation, Yuntian Palace does not have a sword god, but it may not have the power to resist the sword god.

Song Yunge is not a sword god now, if he really wants to go up, he may not be able to get his wish, and he may be killed instead.

This is really not worth it, with his understanding, since he has reached the half-step sword god, he can enter the sword god sooner or later, there is no need to take this risk.

The two returned to Daluo City all the way, and Song Yunge followed her back to the Military Lord's Mansion.

As soon as they marched into the Lord's Mansion, they sensed something strange.

There were some more masters in the military lord's mansion that he didn't know, which made Zhou Lingshu's face look unpleasant.

Song Yunge frowned, feeling the coldness and evil aura of these masters, and he could see it clearly.

They all rolled in the blood and killed many people, although there was no black qi, but the evil qi was soaring.

Song Yunge looked at Zhou Lingshu.

Zhou Lingshu's beautiful face sank like water, and he didn't say a word.

Song Yunge said, "These are the disciples of Phoenix Cliff?"

"Yes. Zhou Lingshu bowed lightly.

Song Yunge smiled: "It seems that the person who came is not good, don't you want to replace you as the military master?"

Zhou Lingshu was silent.

Song Yunge was stunned: "You won't really be hit by me, right?"

"I don't know!" Zhou Lingshu snorted.

Song Yunge became more and more determined, and frowned: "Do you really want to change your military master?"

Zhou Lingshu didn't say anything at him.

The two came to the hall and saw three old men sitting in the hall with solemn expressions.