"Duh!" Song Yunge suddenly stopped drinking.

This is the moan of hatred from the demon gate.

The green-robed old man was dazed, and he was suddenly struck by this blow, and his eyes flickered.

He busied himself and cursed damn it.

was calculated to this point by a sword venerable, no wonder the strong wind died, it was not the strong wind that underestimated the enemy, it was this kid who was difficult!

In the eyes of everyone, Yang Yunyan was as light as a spirit swallow, swept down the fork of the tree and fell behind the old man, silently condensing into a golden lotus and hitting the green-robed old man.

The green-robed old man still intuitively sensed danger at the last moment, and reluctantly moved sideways, dodging the vest and only hitting the shoulder.

"Huh!" the sword pierced through his right palm.

"Damn, damn it, damn it!" the green-robed old man retreated, furious, his eyes instantly bloodshot.

Song Yunge hurriedly shouted: "Retreat!"

Yang Yunyan said: "You go first!"

Not only did she not retreat, but instead met the green-robed old man, flipped her palms lightly, and slammed into several golden lotus flowers.

The breath of the Nine Turns of Life and Death Wheel surged in the green-robed old man's body, disturbing his breath.

But Yang Yunyan did not have such a miraculous skill as the Heavenly Technique, he was still in the realm of Sword Venerable, and he could not cross the boundary.

This is the difference between the six major sects and ordinary sects, and the difference between life and death is half a realm.

Although the aura of the Nine Turns of Life and Death Wheel was wonderful, it was just a disturbance, and it could not hurt the green-robed old man.

"Huh!" the green-robed old man lightly scratched his right wrist with his left fingernail, and his right hand detached from his wrist.

The flush stubble does not bleed, as if it had been cut by a cold sword.

The right hand flew into the air and exploded into a blood mist with a "bang".

Song Yunge's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted: "Yun Yan, don't retreat quickly!"

Yang Yunyan heard his tone, and no longer delayed, two golden lotuses appeared on the soles of her feet, supporting her and drifting away.

Ran ran like a white cloud, but the speed was extremely fast, and it was ten feet away in an instant.

"Huh...... Hehe......" The green-robed old man looked up to the sky and let out a strange laugh, as if he was laughing at himself, and as if he was sneering.

"Essence blood is fragrant!" Mei Ying's eyes froze.

As a White Tiger Guard, she naturally knew that this Heavenly Charm's mastery was a thaumaturgy similar to her own immeasurable sea, and she could gain the power to transcend the realm.

Song Yunge knew that the biggest crisis was coming.

As soon as the essence blood incense was cast, the old man's power stepped into the half-rank sword marquis.

He could only step into the half-step Sword Saint, a whole realm away, a world of difference.

Mei Yingjiao shouted: "Song Yunge, you also run! Run!"

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "Senior Brother Song, let's go!"

Song Yunge stood with his sword in his hand, and the blood on his arm had already flowed to his palm, staining the Shuxue Sword red.

Song Yunge shook his head: "Run, what should you do!"

He knows that he can't run away, but he has to pay attention to a little art when he speaks, and he can't tell the truth, so it's much easier to say so.

"If you can run one, it's one!" Mei Ying said angrily: "What do you care about us now, just run yours!"

Song Yunge waved his blood-stained hands.

His scarlet robe slowly floated up, and the small sword at the center of his eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned, sensing a surging force falling from the sky, making her heart palpitate.

This is by no means the power of the Sword Master, but the Sword Marquis!

She guessed at once how Song Yunge did it!

Mei Ying also guessed it, and shouted: "Song Yunge, don't you want to die?"

Song Yunge's body seemed to be enlarged, his robe hunted, and he lightly spit out two words: "Noise!"

Mei Yingjiao shouted: "Bastard!"

Lu Jian shook his head and sighed: "Senior Sister Mei, Senior Brother Song made the right choice, now you can only fight!"

Mei Ying glanced at him: "Why don't you fight?!"

Lu Jian smiled bitterly.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight, but he can't fight, and he can't lift his spirits, which is a heavy blow from the Taiyin Divine Needle.

It is impossible to have the power to do it in a short period of time, and even if there is a elixir, it cannot be recovered immediately.

Song Yunge slowly floated, one foot above the ground, glanced at Yang Yunyan in the distance, and said lightly: "Have you seen enough?!"

Yang Yunyan said angrily: "I know, I'll escape!"

The golden lotus under her feet shone with golden light, supporting her like mist and smoke into the depths of the woods and disappearing.

Li Taihua breathed a long sigh of relief and softened.

Mei Ying's eyes shone brightly, and she ran a miracle skill that she had never performed before, and quickly recovered her spirit.

Zhuo Xiaowan slowly closed her bright eyes, as if she was indifferent to Song Yunge.

She knew Song Yunge's current body shape, and he only had the power of one blow now.

Song Yunge looked at the green-robed old man who sneered: "The ape flying sect's escape technique is a must, the Netherworld Divine Claw is also a must, and the Taiyin Divine Needle is a must, but in addition, what else is there to do with it?...... I can see through your escape technique, I can also block the Taiyin Divine Needle, I can break the Netherworld Divine Claw, I really can't think of it, what can you do to me!"

"Ahahahaha!" The green-robed old man looked up to the sky and laughed: "The old man has never seen such an arrogant person!"

He has been condensing the great sun, absorbing a steady stream of power, and wants to condense into a shocking blow.

Through the temptation, Song Yunge already understood that he was charging a blow, and he could vaguely guess which move he was going to perform.

"I've always heard that Tianmei is terrible, and after killing Song Jinfeng, I found that Tianmei is nothing more than that. Song Yunge shook his head and said, "But now I am more determined to think, you are nothing more than that!"

The green-robed old man sneered and shook his head as if he was too lazy to speak.

Song Yunge continued to persecute and probe the temptation: "The strength of the Heavenly Charm is just an exaggeration, ten can't solve the five of us, and you are still in the Sword Saint Realm!"

"The old man is just careless!" said the green-robed old man with a gloomy face.

This was the most frustrating thing for him, and he made the same mistake as the strong wind and tried his opponent lightly.

"Haha......" Song Yunge laughed and said: "Careless, if it is about the same, no matter how careless you are, there will be no such result, right?

Song Yunge then sighed: "You want to delay time, is there still help coming?"

He took a deep look at Mei Ying and smiled brightly: "Senior Sister Mei, can you summon the master of the White Tiger Guard?"

“...... The signal has been sent. Mei Ying snorted.

It's Senior Sister Mei again, and it's a gesture in her eyes, and she's not so stupid, so she doesn't need to be so troublesome.

Song Yunge said with a smile: "Then let's wait for support, we have to see if our White Tiger Guard arrives first, or the Ape Flying Sect arrives first." ”

If time drags on, the power of the green-robed old man will become stronger and stronger, and he may not be able to catch it.

And he can't strike first, he has to use his familiarity with the Ape Fei Sect to strike first.

So we have to force the old man in the green robe to do it first.

But the old man in the green robe is also an old treacherous and slippery, and he can't be easily fooled, so someone needs to cooperate.

His lips furled.

Yang Yunyan in the distance heard a long howl, and then another long howl, endlessly, shaking the woods and birds.

She pretended to be a man's whistling, except for Song Yunge, she could hear it, but others couldn't hear it.

"Haha......" Song Yunge let out a long laugh, followed by a long howl.

The whistling sound was like thunder.

The green-robed old man disappeared in a flash.

The next moment was already behind Song Yunge, and his hands pulled out a ghostly light like ramen, and gently pushed it.

The dark blade of light shot towards Song Yunge.

"Huh!" Song Yunge spun around and stabbed his sword into the middle of the ghostly light, and at the same time shot out a Taiyin Divine Needle.

"Bang, bang, bang!" a muffled sound came from his body, and his robe shook several times, soaked with blood.