Song Yunge's gaze fell on a man in a green shirt, it was Jiao Fang.

He is in his thirties, his appearance is mediocre, and his eyes are plain and unusual.

But his body was light and swift, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the four Yin Yang Valley disciples.

The long knife on his waist turned into a white rainbow and swept through the four of them.

The four Yin Yang Valley disciples all smiled disdainfully, slapped their palms, and the purple qi was faint, and the peach blossom miasma appeared.

The "Hum ......" knife light suddenly brightened, and it actually broke through the peach blossom miasma and slashed at one of the black-clothed youths.

The young man in black disappeared in a flash, and the next moment appeared behind him and slapped him on the back.

Jiao Fang spun the knife, and the speed suddenly accelerated, forming a dazzling halo, which had already slashed the black-clothed youth.

It was as if he was waiting for the black-clothed young man to appear behind him, and the previous attack was to prepare for this blow.

The young man in black couldn't avoid it, and slapped his palm at the long knife.

"Huh!" the long knife lightly slashed across the palm of the black-clothed young man's hand, and then spun sharply, slashing at the white-clothed young man who appeared behind him.

The palm of the black-clothed young man fell off his wrist, and before he could land, he was grabbed by his left hand, pressed to his right wrist, and retreated as if he was carrying a pulley under his feet.

The young man in white flicked his sleeves, and the long sleeves covered the long knife.

"Snort!" the sword light suddenly skyrocketed, breaking through the long-sleeved cover.

The long sleeves were reduced to pieces in the light of the knife, and they were blown away.

Song Yunge's eyebrows stirred: "What a powerful knife technique!"

This Jiao Fang used the Ziyang Divine Sword.

The same set of Ziyang Divine Sword, the power of different realms is naturally different, and the Ziyang Divine Sword made by Jiao Fang has reached the realm of the Sword Saint.

This Jiao Fang himself is a sword venerable, and he can use the Ziyang Divine Sword to such an extent, he has to be said to be a genius.

Mei Ying frowned and stared at her, and said slowly: "He should have an adventure, and his sword skills have greatly improved." ”

Jiao Fang was not so powerful before, but now he has such a knife technique, and he has to be afraid of it.

If you don't want to, you will know that this is the cultivation of Yuntian Palace, and it cost him a lot of money to make him quick and help him win the position of chief.

Song Yunge said: "Interesting. ”

He saw a young man in white spit out two words: "Stand down." ”

It was said in the language of the Heavenly Charm, lightly, but the other three immediately retreated without hesitation.

The young man in white faced Jiao Fang, looked him up and down, showed a curious look, and said lightly: "Such a sword technique is outstanding, I can retreat now without killing you, otherwise it will be ruthless!"

This is also said in the words of the Heavenly Charm.

Jiao Fang couldn't understand it, and felt that it was not a good word, so he let out a sneer and swung his knife and slashed.

"I don't know what to lift!" said the young man in white lightly.

Song Yunge heard Huang Feiye's voice in his ears: "It's this guy, Feng Mingxuan." ”

Song Yunge bowed his head lightly and stared at the middle of the field.

Feng Mingxuan, a young man in white, patted his right palm, half white and half black, like a Taiji fish pattern.

Jiao Fang's knife was like lightning, slashing towards Feng Mingxuan's right side, and then he hit the center of the mouth, "wow" spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew up in disbelief.

Feng Mingxuan took a step, was already in the air, and slapped Jiao Fang's heart with another palm.

"Poof!" Jiao Fang spewed out a bloody arrow.

"Stop——!" Jiao Fang's companions roared and rushed forward, but they were entangled by the other three Yinyang Valley disciples and trapped in the peach blossom miasma.

"Woo......" One person released a ringing arrow, and the roaring arrow roared into the sky.

This is where Jiao Fang is.

"Bang" exploded in the air with a ball of golden light, turning into a roaring white tiger.

Mei Ying said: "Let's shoot." ”

Song Yunge laughed, just waiting for this, seeing the call for help signal to save people, a great achievement.

His figure flickered a few times, raising the shattered void step to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Jiao Fang, blocking Feng Mingxuan.

Jiao Fang obviously recognized Song Yunge.

Seeing Song Yunge appear, he was stunned.

Song Yunge said: "Run, I'll block it!"

“...... Oh, oh. Jiao Fang replied in a daze, but he didn't hesitate and rushed towards Da Luo City.

Feng Mingxuan saw that the boiled duck was about to escape, and his figure flashed and he was about to block it, and they also had a great merit in killing the masters of Middle Earth.

Song Yunge stood in front of him, and the Shuxue Sword drew an arc, light and fluttering, revealing a soft and weak lazy energy.

Feng Mingxuan was annoyed, feeling that Song Yunge didn't know whether to live or die, and was purely looking for death.

Under the restraint of Sha Tianjue, the danger of the Sword God was completely hidden and there was no threat.

In the distance, Huang Feiye stood among the forks of the trees, his figure hidden, and he only looked at it with his remaining eyes.

She watched Feng Mingxuan casually wave his hand to block the sword, shook her head slightly, and smiled, she could predict the ending below.

Sure enough, the Shuxue Sword lightly swept through Feng Mingxuan's palm, cutting open his heart without hindrance.

She watched Feng Mingxuan's eyes widen and fall in disbelief, with infinite happiness surging in her heart.

"Ah——!" The other three Yinyang Valley disciples were originally going to kill the three White Tiger Guards and retreated, but they were shocked when they saw Feng Mingxuan fall to the ground and die.

After the shock, it turned into infinite anger and murderous intent and the palm of his hand instantly turned into a palm shadow in the sky and slapped at the three of them.

They had to kill the three White Tiger Guards before killing Song Yunge.

Song Yunge stepped into the peach blossom miasma first, and suddenly switched to the Great Ri Rulai, sealed the sword talisman, and activated the heart method of Yin Yang Valley.

Running the Peach Blossom Miasma Heart Method, these Peach Blossom Miasma will not hurt him.

He whispered, "Follow me!"

The sound was like thunder exploding in the ears of the three white tiger guards.

Their eyes were full of peach blossoms, overwhelming the sky and the mountains, and they didn't know where to go, and when they heard this voice, they suddenly shook.

Song Yunge's left sleeve was thrown out and fell into the hands of a white tiger guard, who was busy grabbing it, and the remaining two grabbed the white tiger guard respectively.

Song Yunge dragged them out of the range of the peach blossom miasma, and pounced in the direction of the city wall like a wisp of wind.

Jiao Fang, who was standing at the head of the wall, hurriedly greeted him when he saw this.

The three Yin Yang Valley disciples were furious and pursued non-stop, but they found that the farther and farther they chased, it was impossible to catch up.

Song Yunge took the three of them back to the city wall, Jiao Fang breathed a long sigh of relief, hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Song!"

Song Yunge showed a hint of a smile: "What is in the matter, how can the same White Tiger Guard not be saved!"

Jiao Fang looked at him with a complicated expression.

As a disciple of Yuntian Palace, he hated Song Yunge to the core, but now that he had ceased war and made peace, he couldn't kill him anymore.

But no one will forget his revenge for killing the disciples of Yuntian Palace.

But this time, he was born to save his life, and he never expected Song Yunge to come to the rescue.

If you were yourself, I'm afraid you would pretend that you didn't hear or see it.

He had mixed feelings.

But it didn't erase his hostility towards Song Yunge, after all, he had killed so many of his fellow sects, and he was the great enemy of Yuntian Palace.

Everyone gathered around and looked at Jiao Fang curiously.

Jiao Fang said: "I didn't expect him to be so vulnerable in front of Senior Brother Song. ”

He sighed secretly, no wonder Song Yunge has survived to this day, there is indeed something extraordinary.

Mei Ying glanced at Song Yunge with a smile, saw through his intentions, and hummed, "Senior Brother Jiao, since they are dead, let's continue to cut wood." ”

"Good. Jiao Fang nodded slowly.

He was in a hurry to make a meritorious service, throwing off the pursuers behind him and making sure that he became the chief.

Everyone continued to cut trees, and Song Yunge floated away hundreds of meters, came to a tree, turned his head and smiled: "How?"

"Thank you!" Huang Feiye appeared.

Her eyes were shining, revealing excitement.

Song Yunge said: "Miss Huang, I also have something to ask for. ”

"What's the matter?" Huang Feiye felt that nothing good was good when he looked at his smile.

Song Yunge said: "I need Qi Gong now in order to become the head of the White Tiger Guard. ”

"Miraculous?" Huang Feiye frowned.

Song Yunge said slowly: "If you find the Heavenly Charm traitor in Daluo City, it will be a miracle feat. ”

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