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The rest of the people all thought that the two sisters, Fu Junyu and Fu Junyu, would definitely die. Some people couldn't even bear to see these two young girls die fragrantly, turn their faces, or close their eyes.

But Zhong Yun chuckled: "Brother Song underestimated me......"

After that, the others did not move, only fixed on Fu Junyu and Fu Junyan, the two sisters from Goryeo were shocked by electricity, their bodies trembled, and they felt a soft air flow surround the two, and their bodies were like kites flying upside down, fluttering back to the same place.

"You ......"

Fu Junyan's dark eyes glared at Zhong Yun viciously, but in the next moment, Zhong Yun's eyes flashed.

At this moment, Fu Junyu and Fu Junyu froze.

I felt that the whole world was silent, and even the vast universe was silent, and a picture suddenly appeared in my mind, and there was a face in the picture, and the owner of that face was not someone else, it was the master who treated the two as his own daughters.

Swish!

Between the lightning and flint, Fu Cailin's life is like a black and white movie, flashing through the minds of the two, just a moment, the two already know Fu Cailin's life...... Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness all emerge one by one.

Of course, the most important ...... Fu Cailin's thoughts when he was defeated were also known to the two.

With the blow of Shicai, Zhong Yun and Fu Cailin's spirits were connected, Zhong Yun not only put pressure on Fu Cailin's spirit, causing a dreamlike illusion, but also captured his life and the thoughts in his mind when he was about to lose.

Boom!

The voice re-entered the ears of Fu Junyu and Fu Junyan, and the whole world became noisy and lively again.

Both of them burst into tears, helped the seriously injured Fu Cailin, and slowly sat on the board, without any hatred for Zhong Yun in their hearts. That's just because a moment ago, they already knew Fu Cailin's truest thoughts, and knew that even if he died at the hands of Zhong Yun, he would have no regrets, and even be willing.

Fu Junwu, who saw the changes of her two younger sisters on the side, wanted to stop her. But seeing this situation, the eyes that looked at Zhong Yun became more and more complicated.

Seeing this, Zhong Yun smiled at Fu Junwu kindly, and then turned his head to look at Song and Shi.

Fu Junwu saw this. His eyes darkened, but he didn't know what to think in his heart.

"Brother Song, Brother Shi, are you still willing to fight with the poor road?"

When Song Que and Shi Zhixuan heard this, they glanced at each other, and they could see a bit of solemnity in each other's eyes.

Right now. Suddenly, Song Que laughed loudly, and with a "Zheng" sound, the knife behind it made a groan as if it had come to life, and it jumped out of the sheath, no different from holding the handle of the knife in someone's hand and pulling it out.

Song Que grabbed it again through the void, and the thick-backed big knife fell into the grasp of his left hand stretched out to Heng Yi as if it were pulling an invisible rope. It gives people the feeling that at the moment when the thick-backed broadsword fell into Song Que's grasp, Song Que's person and the knife actually merged into an inseparable and integrated whole, which was completely a strong and profound feeling, subtle and indescribable.

The people around me are all people with high vision. Where can I not see that this is the unity of man and sword, I have admiration in my heart, but I don't think that Song Que will be Zhong Yun's opponent.

After the knife was in his hand, Song Que stood high-spirited, laughed a few times, and said: "Song is not talented, I am willing to teach Brother Yun the high tricks alone, ordinary people, I can die when I hear the Tao, and I can see a higher realm." Song has not lost this life!"

Everyone present had some guesses about Song Que's actions, but they didn't think that Fu Cailin was defeated in the front, and Song Que could still move forward so bravely.

They all praised it at the moment.

"Heavenly Knife" Song Que. It really lives up to its name! But this kind of bearing is better than many people in the world!"

Shi Zhixuan looked at Song Que, but he was enlightened.

"Brother Song is so interested, but the poor road is overjoyed. ”

When Zhong Yun heard this, he couldn't help but smile lightly.

"Song's kung fu is all in the knife in his hand. Everyone in the world knows that I have a knife method, called "Eight Methods of Heavenly Knife", and there are eight types of knife moves, but I don't know that among the eight methods of my heavenly sword, there is also the strongest ninth knife. ”

Song Que stroked his long knife, but said loudly.

When everyone listened to him, they were all attentive, and no one disturbed him.

Song Que continued: "This ninth knife, since Song realized it, although it is extraordinary, it cannot be mastered, and there are also things that cannot be perfected, and today, the only person who can receive Song's knife is Brother Yun." ”

Song Que said this, and suddenly looked at Zhong Yun with burning eyes.

"Song wants to ask for the Tao, and he should use this to knock on the door. ”

The Ninth Knife!

Zhong Yun listened to Song Que's words, he was stunned at first, and then reacted, the ninth knife that Song Que said was also mentioned in the original work of the Tang Dynasty, and Shi Zhixuan couldn't take the ninth knife.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yun smiled lightly and said, "Brother Song, please." ”

When the surrounding people heard this, they also became interested, and no one wanted to see it, after Song Que expressed it like this.

Song Que was not ambiguous, standing in the face of Zhong Yun, his eyes opened suddenly, the long knife in his hand slowly waved, the long knife slashed in the void, and the blade lit up with a cold light, with Song Que's own temperament, it actually looked full of rhyme.

Zhong Yun stood with his hands in his hands, and he was also amazed in his heart, Song lacked martial arts talents, and he could be described as the first in the Tang world.

At this moment, the long knife in Song Que's hand was slowly raised.

The next second.

Song Que suddenly shouted, and the long knife slashed downward.

Suddenly, the void was still, and in the eyes of everyone, the knife was extremely slow, but it seemed that something was not right.

The space began to distort under this knife, and then, a huge sword aura suddenly generated on the top of Zhong Yun, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, as if it was about to press people unable to move. ”

Seeing this, Shi Zhixuan shook his head slightly, and said to himself: "Brother Song, Shi is not as good as him." ”

At this moment, Zhong Yun, who was still smiling lightly, also felt a little distorted around his body, as if he merged with the surrounding space, and seemed to dissolve into the void.

When this sword qi was only a few inches above Zhong Yun's head, it actually dispersed into a starry sky little by little, and then disappeared.

Huge blade, gone!

Time and space seem to have stood still at this moment.

Before everyone knew the result of this move.

Zhong Yun's indifferent voice had already spread throughout the sky.

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Success or failure turns empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

A wine gourd suddenly appeared in Zhong Yun's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and after drinking, he casually threw the wine jug into Luoshui, and then there was a long howl.

A strange scene has appeared!

The wine gourd that was thrown out casually floated on the surface of Luoshui, and it was actually placed on flat ground, and the ripples were swinging in circles.

When he got closer, Zhong Yun's figure flashed, and he reappeared, and the person was already standing on the gourd, shooting towards the hundred-meter waterfall a mile away.

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at the scene in disbelief.

Luoshui, which was originally calm and unremarkable, suddenly became cloudy, Zhong Yun stepped on the wine gourd, looming, and the figure gradually became smaller, just a mile, but in the end, Zhong Yun stepped on the gourd, and in the eyes of everyone, it became a black spot.

Directly above the waterfall, a starry sky suddenly appeared in the sky, as if connecting the two worlds, and in a flash, Zhong Yun disappeared from everyone's field of vision. (To be continued.) )