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"You're looking for death, you know?"

Zong Ying took another step forward, and the momentum on his body also skyrocketed: "Finally, I will give you another chance, hand over the storage ring of the Black Eagle Thief!"

As he spoke, the long sword behind Zong Ying suddenly trembled, and then with a groan, it flew out of its sheath, turning into a blue light and falling into Zong Ying's right hand.

Song Yan smiled and said lightly: "I'm sorry, my chance is really not uncommon!"

"Then you're going to die!"

The voice was accompanied by a bright and beautiful sword light that went straight to Song Yan's chest.

The figure flashed, and the old cow appeared in front of Song Yan, and a slap was slapped, and suddenly, Zong Ying flew back with a sword in embarrassment.

"Three sons!"

The two middle-aged men in Tsing Yi moved at the same time, one shot at Zong Ying, and the other pulled out and slashed at the old cow.

"The mayfly shakes the tree!"

The old cow smiled contemptuously, and his huge palm flew out again.

"Bang!"

The sword light disappeared, and the young man in Tsing Yi fell backwards and fell heavily dozens of meters away, and his breath became intermittent.

Zong Ying, who stabilized his body with the help of another young man in Tsing Yi, suddenly shrank his eyes, and the two young men in Tsing Yi who accompanied him were his sword slaves, all of them were sword masters in the late stage of the Great Grandmaster, and it would take ten moves to kill the average Great Grandmaster in the later stage, but now, he was beaten by the other party with a palm and was on the verge of death.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get nervous in his heart, if he didn't guess wrong, that middle-aged man who didn't seem to be amazing was likely to be a martial saint!

"Do you want to kill me now?" Song Yan's sarcastic voice sounded.

"Who the hell are you?"

Jong Young wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"The head of my family is the head of Qingwei Sect, the leader of the Southern Regions Martial Arts Alliance!"

At this time, Elder Hu and Elder Wang rushed up with a group of disciples from the Qingwei Sect, and just when they heard Zong Ying's inquiry, Senior Sister Wu couldn't help but speak proudly.

Hearing Song Yan's identity, a trace of unnaturalness flashed in Zong Ying's eyes, it was he who instructed the Black Eagle Thief to snatch the elixir of the Alliance Chamber of Commerce, and now, the main master is here, once the matter is exposed, his reputation in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect is likely to be affected.

After all, the reputation of the Black Hawk Thieves is too stinky.

"What do you know?" asked Zong Ying tentatively.

"Everything you should know knows!" Song Yan smiled.

Hearing Song Yan's profound words, Zong Ying couldn't help but feel a wave of regret in his heart, if he had known the identity of this guy, he would not have come forward.

"I think we can talk about it separately. ”

"Okay!"

Song Yan agreed very happily.

The two walked to the side alone, and Zong Ying said politely: "Master Huang, it was all a misunderstanding just now, please don't blame it." ”

"Really?" Song Yan looked at him with a smile.

"What did the Black Eagle Thief reveal to you?" asked Zong Ying again.

"Everything that needs to be said has been said, for example, this Black Eagle Thief used to be a disciple of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect!" Song Yan said with a smile.

Zong Ying pretended to be indignant and snorted coldly: "Hmph, this guy was inappropriate when I was in the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, and after being expelled from the sect after making a big mistake, I didn't expect him to become a notorious Black Eagle Thief, Master Huang can get rid of him, and I would like to thank you on behalf of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect." ”

"No, I didn't bother much anyway!" Song Yan said disapprerovingly.

"Then did this Black Eagle thief say anything before he died?" Zong Ying said a little nervously.

"Naturally, for example, he said that he was working for someone from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, I wonder if the third prince knows that person?" Song Yan stared at Zong Ying playfully, under his gaze, Zong Ying's cheeks turned a little white and cold, but finally he barely squeezed out a smile: "Naturally, I don't know." ”

"The third prince is not honest, the black shadow thief told that person's name!"

"You!"

Zong Ying's expression changed again, and there was a huge anger suppressed in his heart, if he hadn't suppressed it fiercely, he would definitely draw his sword and behead this hateful guy in front of him.

After a while, Zong Ying let out a bad breath: "What do you want?"

"This time, I lost so many people in Qingweimen, so I have to give an explanation. Song Yan didn't go around in circles with Zong Ying anymore.

"What do you want?" said Zong Ying with a calm face.

"I heard that the Sky Splitting Sword Sect's Sky Splitting Sword Technique is good, I wonder if you can lend it to me for a few days!" Song Yan said with a smile, the hatred of the dozens of people who died Song Yan will avenge them, but not now, because both Qingweimen and the Martial Arts Alliance need a period of development.

What's more, Song Yan has never regarded the Sky Splitting Sword Sect as a real enemy, and only the military can be regarded as an enemy by him.

Therefore, Song Yancai did not directly kill Zong Ying, but if he did not find the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect to settle the account, it did not mean that he would not collect some interest.

"It can't be!"

Hearing Song Yan's idea of actually wanting to break the Heaven Splitting Sword Technique, Zong Ying couldn't help but be furious, the Heaven Splitting Sword Technique was the treasure of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, and there were only a few people in the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect who could practice this set of sword techniques.

"Then I'll have no choice but to spread the news that the Black Eagle Thieves are working for someone!" Song Yan pouted.

"Despicable!" Zong Ying shouted angrily, but then he thought of something, and suddenly regained his composure: "It seems that the Black Eagle Thief is dead, but there is no proof of death, even if you say it, no one will believe it!"

"Really?" Song Yan shrugged indifferently: "Maybe no one believes it, but I believe that the people of the Pang family will believe it, and don't forget, you appeared here, your appearance is the biggest evidence, you can't deny this, maybe you can find hundreds of excuses for your appearance here, but will the people of the Pang family believe you?"

"You!"

Zong Ying had a feeling of being so angry that the three corpses jumped up and stole seven cigarettes, this guy in front of him was really hateful.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Song Yan deadly: "The Heaven Splitting Sword Technique is not good, I will pass on the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect's second-ranked 'Absolute Sun Sword Technique' to you at most." ”

"Don't fool me with the big road goods!" Song Yan said disdainfully.

Zong Ying said angrily: "The Absolute Sun Sword Technique is also a supreme sword technique, and only the Supreme Elder of my Heaven Splitting Sword Sect is qualified to cultivate!"

"That's it, okay, just the Absolute Yang Sword Technique, but I still need 500 million taels of silver!"

Zong Ying nodded without the slightest hesitation: "Okay, I promise!" But I don't have so much silver on me now!"

He no longer has the slightest desire to communicate with this guy, he just wants to send him away as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible.

"It's okay, I see that the sword on your back is good, so use it as a mortgage for the time being!" Song Yan said.

"No, this sword can't be given to you!" Zong Ying shook his head.

Song Yan's expression suddenly turned cold: "This is not good, that is not good, the third son of Zong Yingzong, don't challenge my patience, give or not, otherwise, I will expose this matter to the world!"

Zong Ying stared at Song Yan deadly, and finally compromised, gritted his teeth and untied the long sword behind his back and handed it to him, gritted his teeth and said, "Count you ruthless!"

Looking at Zong Ying, who turned to leave, Song Yan shouted: "Remember, come to Qingweimen to redeem the sword within a month, if it exceeds this time, I will take this sword out for auction, and I will specially indicate that this sword belongs to the third prince of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect!"

"Don't worry, within ten days, I will definitely come to redeem it!" Zong Ying's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and the hatred for Song Yan in his heart increased several times.

[Author's digression]: One more, thank you for the big reward of glutinous rice cake