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Seeing that Song Yan had broken the joint attack of more than a dozen distracted late-stage ones with a single sword, a cultivator who was watching couldn't help but exclaim: "This is Song Xiaomo, and it really lives up to its reputation!"

The other person nodded thoughtfully, staring at that scene with some dementia in his eyes: "With the strength of more than ten distractions in the early stage, this Song Xiaomo is too fierce!"

Suddenly, some onlookers exclaimed: "No, this Song Xiaomo is here to rob his relatives, right? I'll go to his grandfather's, does this Song Xiaomo have a personal relationship with the Taiyi Sect Holy Maiden, then wouldn't these six princes become the green hat princes, this is too exciting!"

Hearing him say this, the eyes of the onlookers around him lit up.

Many onlookers stared at the scene in front of them in surprise, and in the field, Song Yan broke the joint hands of more than a dozen distracted people in the late stage, and the ink-black sword in his hand was handed forward, and it shot out like lightning.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, blood splashed, and the inky black sword had already been pulled out of the eyebrows of a distracted late-stage stage, turning into a remnant light and slashing towards another person.

"Poof!"

Large streams of blood shot into the air, and a head flew into the sky.

But in the middle of breathing, Song Yan slashed two distractions in the late stage.

"It's tough!"

Seeing this scene, a group of onlookers were stunned, one distraction early stage beheaded two distraction later stages in an instant, is that still the early stage of distraction?

When!when!

The inky black sword swung out continuously, opening several attacks, and then, Song Yan took one step.

Poof!

The figure flickered, and Song Yan deceived himself in front of a distracted late-stage stage, but the inky black sword in his hand pierced into his chest first, and the sword qi exploded in the opponent's body, not only cutting the opponent's internal organs into pieces, but even Yuan Ying was not spared.

With a belt around his wrist, the ink-black sword came out of his body, and three sword lights slashed out one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

Under the three swords, the three sneak attackers were directly split into the air, and the three sneak attackers couldn't help coughing up blood, and their round eyes were full of horror.

"Kill!"

With a soft shout, Song Yan turned into an afterimage and slaughtered out, and the inky black sword in his hand turned into the deadly sword of the god of death, and in an instant, two more distractions were cut off in the later stage.

Seeing this scene, someone shrank his head and secretly inhaled cold air: "Grandma's! This Song Xiaomo is like slaughtering a chicken in the later stage of distraction, no wonder he can destroy the seventeen branch altars of the Taiyi Sect one after another!"

And Li Sixuan's face became extremely ugly, if he continued like this, his more than ten elites were afraid that they would be refracted light, so he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Give me back!"

The remaining nine distracted people breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly fled the battlefield as fast as they could.

Song Yan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, because these subordinates of Li Sixuan were not even cannon fodder, and his real enemy today was the Taiyi Sect.

"Song Xiaomo really lives up to his reputation!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and then I saw a black-robed young man stepping into the air, landing seven or eight meters away, standing with his hands in his hands, and looking at Song Yan with cold eyes.

"Who are you?"

Song Yan looked at the black-robed young man in front of him and asked.

The black-robed young man's face sank: "I should be bloodless, the disciple of the Taiyi Sect, I came today to take off your head to pay tribute to Tang Wuxian!"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and said unexpectedly: "You don't think that Tang Wushu was killed by me, right?"

Ying Wuxue said: "It doesn't matter if it's you or not, but Li Tianluo is Tang Wuxian's woman, you shouldn't touch her!"

"Huh!"

Song Yan laughed angrily: "I said that this should be bloodless, you have a problem with your brain, and you lack roots, who do you think you are, Li Tianluo is my woman, why can't I touch her!"

Li Sixuan on the side couldn't help but be extremely annoyed when he heard the conversation between the two, obviously Li Tianluo was his wife who was about to pass through the door, but he was said to be the woman of the other two men, and he didn't dare to be angry when there was no blood, so he could only vent his anger on Song Yan and roared: "Song Xiaomo, you are going to die today, you dare to be so arrogant, it's really ridiculous!"

Hearing this, Song Yan frowned, turned his head to look at Li Sixuan, and shouted in a deep voice: "Get out, if you dare to say one more word, believe it or not, I will kill you immediately!"

Being drunk like this by Song Yan, Li Sixuan's mind subconsciously flashed the scene of Song Yan killing him with his hands just now, like chopping vegetables and melons, and he shuddered in his heart, and quickly swallowed the words in his throat.

But I really didn't dare to say another word.

"This Song Little Devil is simply terrifying, just one threatening word turned the sixth prince into a shrunken turtle!" said a cultivator who was watching.

"Yes, but it's no wonder that the sixth prince is not to blame, after all, that Song Xiaomo is too cruel!"

Hearing the discussion from the surroundings, Li Sixuan couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

"Brother Li, if you retreat, I'll handle it here!"

Ying Wuxue's voice sounded at the right time, giving Li Sixuan a step down.

"Stand back!"

Li Sixuan waved his hand, and immediately the greeting team quickly retreated.

"Groan!"

The next moment, Ying Wuxue drew his sword in his hand, pointed at Song Yan and said, "Song Xiaomo hopes that you can attack with all your strength, otherwise, it will be difficult for you to get out of here alive!"

"Who gave you the courage to say such a thing?"

With a sneer, Song Yan raised the inky black sword in his hand.

Shout!

A sword light flashed, like black lightning, and stabbed in front of Ying Wuxue's body in an instant, the opponent's body protection true yuan exploded violently, but it couldn't stop the sword blade at all, in an instant, the tip of the sword had broken through his body protection true yuan to his eyebrows, even if the tip of the sword had not yet pierced his flesh, but a sharp sword qi had invaded his body, making him stiff and unable to move.

"No!"

Ying Wuxue let out a terrible and unwilling shout, and the true yuan in his body exploded, but it was still difficult for him to avoid the sword blade, because the cold sword blade had melted his skin and almost completely frozen his soul.

Fear, boundless fear swept over him, and at this moment, he realized how big the gap was between him and Song Xiaomo, he couldn't even block the other party's sword!

"I don't want to die!"

Ying Wuxue shouted in his heart, and at the same time, there was a regret in the depths of his heart.

Seeing that Ying Wuxue was about to die under Song Yan's sword, at this critical moment, an illusory figure suddenly appeared beside Ying Wuxue, and flicked his fingers.

"Buzz!"

The inky black sword sensed the threat from that finger, and automatically erupted with a super strong sword intent.

"Bang!"

Song Yan flew back with his sword, but his right hand holding the sword was numb.

As Song Yan retreated, Ying Wuxue also regained his freedom, but his face was still pale, he looked at the old man beside him gratefully, and bent over to bow: "Thank you Elder Tang for saving your life!"

"Bloodless, you retreat first!" Elder Tang nodded.

Although Ying Wuxue was unwilling, he still nodded and retreated.

The next moment, Elder Tang's gaze fell on Song Yan, and he said in a flat tone, "You cut yourself off!"

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