"Huh!" In the light whistling, the sword light flashed in the sky, and then disappeared.

Zhuo Xiaowan took out a sword and returned it to the sheath, her cold and beautiful face showed a smile, and she hugged her fists and said, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Song Yunge shook his head: "You yourself have a high level of understanding and a deep foundation, so you don't need to thank me." ”

If it weren't for her solid foundation, no matter how much he persecuted, it would be useless.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "I really didn't expect that I would step into the realm of the Sword King so soon......"

She really didn't expect it to be so fast, she just wanted to learn swordsmanship with Song Yunge and sharpen her swordsmanship.

I never thought that I would step into the realm of the Sword King so easily, the realm of the Sword King is as difficult as ascending to the sky, how can I be so easy?

At this moment, Mei Ying was afraid that she was going to cry angrily. Song Yunge suddenly laughed.

Zhuo Xiaowan pursed her lips and smiled.

The torrential rain slowly stopped, and the sun quickly broke through the dark clouds.

The crisp breath is refreshing.

Song Yunge suddenly frowned.

He felt a hint of something strange and said to Zhuo Xiaowan: "Senior sister, I want to go out." ”

Zhuo Xiaowan bowed: "Do you want me to come along?"

"No need. Song Yunge said: "I'll come back later, and tomorrow we'll start taking over the task of the White Tiger Guard." ”

"Good. Zhuo Xiaowan hugged her fists and fluttered away.

Song Yunge turned into a shadow and floated out of Shichang's Mansion, rushed directly out of the southern city, and came to the woods.

The air in the woods after the rain is fresh and humid.

His body was like electricity, and he rushed out with a "bang", and the water droplets dripping from the leaves were smashed into several petals, and the water droplets had disappeared before they landed.

In the blink of an eye, he came to a place, heard a dull thump, and saw a yellow shadow flicker.

When he looked at it, it was Huang Feiye who flew up, spewing out a bloody arrow in the air, falling softly.

He flew over to catch it, light and warm in his hand.

"You ......" Huang Feiye saw that it was him, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Be careful of his flying knife!"

Song Yunge looked at a young man in the distance.

The young man was thin and thin, and his face was pale, as if he had not recovered from a long illness and could be blown away by a gust of wind.

It was hard to believe that such a thin young man would seriously injure Huang Feiye and fly so far.

Huang Feiye looked down, and a flying knife hit her chest, which was deeply pierced into her left chest.

It's just that no blood comes out.

But apparently she was already seriously injured, and Song Yunge guessed that she should have treasures such as heart goggles on her chest.

"Who are you?" asked the thin young man in the Heavenly Charm language.

Song Yunge said coldly: "Who are you?"

He also used the Heavenly Charm language, skillful and free, Huang Feiye suddenly looked up with a look of surprise.

"Sun Changfeng in the Lower Imperial Sky Palace. The thin young man said lightly: "Who are you?"

Song Yunge said lightly: "Ape Flying Sect Zheng Yuan." ”

The thin young man frowned and said, "From the Ape Fei Sect, it is better to persuade you to stay away." ”

Song Yunge said, "Why do you want to hurt someone? How did she offend you?"

"Personal grievances, don't mention more, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being ruthless. Sun Changfeng said lightly.

Song Yunge looked down at Huang Feiye.

Huang Feiye struggled out of his arms, shook his head and said, "Inexplicably, this guy is really crazy." ”

Sun Changfeng said coldly: "You killed my junior brother, and you still say it's inexplicable?"

"Who?" Huang Feiye frowned and said, "I have never killed a disciple of the Imperial Sky Palace!"

"Meng Zhaoxiang. Sun Changfeng said.

“...... I don't recognize it. Huang Feiye shook his head.

Sun Changfeng said: "He likes to cover his face and like to tease people and have fun." ”

Huang Feiye frowned and said, "Cover your face...... , I ran into a few thieves on the way here, and I killed them directly if I wanted to do something wrong, is there that Meng Zhaoxiang there?"

“...... That's how it should be. Sun Changfeng said.

"Impossible!" Huang Feiye shook his head: "How can a disciple of the Imperial Sky Hall have such a low martial arts?"

Sun Changfeng coughed lightly and said lightly: "Senior Brother Meng has always liked to play around, and he doesn't like to practice martial arts. ”

"When did you spend time in the Imperial Sky Hall spoiling your disciples like this?" Song Yunge said coldly, "Isn't it a disciple of an elder?"

"Not bad. Sun Changfeng said: "It is the disciple of the family teacher, so no matter who kills him, he must pay for his life, and today is definitely death!"

"Inexplicable!" Huang Feiye shouted: "Who knows if he is a thief or a disciple of the Imperial Sky Palace, and he will blame me for his own death!"

"You killed him. Sun Changfeng said slowly: "Then you have to pay for your life, you just accept your fate." ”

He flicked his hand.

A cold star flashed on Song Yunge's waist.

The "Ding ......" Shuxue Sword collided with a cold light, making a clear sound, and then saw that it was a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing, about the width of a little finger, and it was buzzing and trembling in the air.

Song Yunge took out his sword again.

The "Ding ......" knife finally landed.

Song Yunge's face changed slightly.

Sun Changfeng's face also changed.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?!" Sun Changfeng's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said slowly.

He looked as if he had a blood feud with Song Yunge.

The Sky Divine Knife is the first knife in the world, nothing can be restrained, the sender must hit, if you are not sure, you will not shoot out, if you are sure to shoot, you will inevitably hit.

It was an accident that Huang Feiye could not be killed with one sword, and there was still a sword technique that could block it, and he blocked it stubbornly.

He was furious, but also curious.

Is there a sword in the world that can block the Sky Divine Sword?

Song Yunge said: "Sword God Two Style!"

"Sword God!" Sun Changfeng let out a sneer: "Are you really from the Ape Flying Sect?"

Ape Fei Zong is good at swordsmanship, but this guy in front of him is swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is exquisite.

In terms of the essence of swordsmanship, only the hidden temple is the first, and the sky hall is the first sword.

Song Yunge said: "Today's matter is over, spare your life." ”

"Hehe!" Sun Changfeng sneered: "Do you think you can really block my flying knife?"

"Then try!"

Song Yunge's next step was already stepping in front of him, and the cold star lit up.

There was a crisp sound of "Ding ......", and a small knife had already hit the sword body.

The knife was cleverly positioned, not hitting the tip of the sword, but the blade, and the strong force knocked the tip of the sword off.

Song Yunge's face remained unchanged, but his heart was awe-inspiring.

The power on this knife is strange and weird, otherwise a sword will smash this knife, but there is nothing to do with this knife, not because the blade is hard and the material is strange, but the power on the knife is strange.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" Song Yunge stabbed out with a sword.

Since the two styles of the sword god have been enlightened, they have been invincible, and those in the same realm have no resistance, and it is the first time that so many swords have been produced.

The Sun Changfeng in front of him is really difficult, and he is the most difficult guy he has ever seen.

He was vigilant and chilling.

It seems that he is attacking wildly, but if he doesn't pay attention, the flying knife will shoot him, and he will worry about his life.

Sun Changfeng seemed to have endless flying knives, shooting out one by one, but his heart was awe-inspiring.

I brought twenty-four knives just in case, and I never thought that I would need to use so many knives, but the sword technique in front of me was so powerful, and twenty-four knives were not enough.

He must be waiting for his knife to run out!

He was secretly anxious in his heart, his eyes lit up, and the sword light suddenly flourished.

"Ding ......" Shuxue sword swinged.

Song Yunge secretly screamed badly, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

"Whew!" a knife had already appeared in its original position.

Song Yunge was already behind Sun Changfeng the next moment.

Sun Changfeng has disappeared.