Ling Feng was dead, the show was over temporarily, and the onlookers scattered one after another, standing beside a sword master like Song Si, the pressure was not ordinary, for fear that Song Si would accidentally pass by them, and then die without knowing how he died.

"This person's origin is not simple?friend, what are you going to do?" Zhuge glanced at the speechless corpse on the ground.

Song Si patted the goods and handed the reins to Zhuge Yan, "I'll go buy some cooked beef first, and then leave Wucheng with the goods." Well, the beef here tastes great. ”

"Uh...... Okay, you do your best, and when the city guard comes, it will be troublesome again. Zhuge pulled the reins and wanted to touch the head of the fool, but the fool dodged directly, so he had to give up.

Entering the Yuelai Inn, Song Si bought more than 80 catties of cooked beef and put it into a storage bag to ensure the quality of fresh and delicious.

Walking out of the inn, Song Si took the reins, patted the fool, and turned over on the horse: "Friend, farewell!"

"Outside is the territory of cultivators, if you leave like this, I'm afraid that there will be danger. ”

"Where is the smooth road in life, someone in Wucheng wants to kill me, and someone outside the city also kills me, it's all the same, it's better to go out and go around. Friend, say goodbye!"

Song Si hugged his fist to Zhuge and was about to leave, at this time, four Confucian students from Junyang Academy walked up to Song Si, and Ling Zhenxuan, who was the leader, said: "Dao Chief, please stay, you killed Wucheng Ling Feng, you can't leave just now, please come with us." ”

"Oh, what if Poor Dao doesn't want to?" Song Si asked lightly, riding on his horse.

"In this way, we will be offended!" Ling Zhenxuan said, and the four Confucian scholars immediately separated in the four directions, surrounding Song Si in the middle.

Pointing to Ling Feng on the ground, Song Si smiled and said, "Compared with him, do you four still have the confidence to stop Dao Ye?"

Go with the scholars, go and debate with them about right and wrong, if you can say it clearly, it will be strange. Song Si sneered in his heart, there is definitely something wrong with these four Confucian students, if Wucheng really distinguishes right from wrong, it should not be them who come forward.

"You!" Ling Zhenxuan pressed the hilt of his sword and frowned, he was considering what Song Si said, "We just follow the above, if you really kill us, can you still get out of the city?"

With a sneer, Song Si said: "I will give you two choices, you draw your sword, and then all four of you will die, and the other one, I will leave, and you will bear some scolding at most, and you will not lose your life." The rights and wrongs here must be clear in your hearts, and don't forget, it is the great sage and easy water of Yunyang Academy who supports you. ”

"Release!" Ling Zhenxuan stepped out of the way and stood aside.

Song Si smiled and rode away slowly, but after a few steps, Ling Zhenxuan suddenly drew his sword, stepped and flew up, starting with the sword move of the town of Yunyang Academy-Ling Xiao crossed the cold light overnight!

Ha, Song Si flew up from his horse, dodged the killing move, and the stone building in front of him was hit by the sword qi, and the corner collapsed.

The sword finger condensed the qi, the cold light spit slightly, Song Si pointed at the center of Ling Zhenxuan's long sword, broke the long sword, and at the same time, with the help of the sword to guide the qi, a sharp sword qi shot towards Ling Zhenxuan's tiger mouth.

Blood spilled, the long sword came out of his hand, Ling Zhenxuan took a few steps back, and at the same time, the other three Confucian gentlemen swung their swords and attacked together, wanting to save Ling Zhenxuan.

Condensing the sword at the fingertips, Song Si turned around, retreated, and the sword pointed out, falling between the throats of the two Confucian students, bringing out a trace of blood.

"Drunk and crazy, the goose is like a life!" Chang Yesheng exclaimed, and wanted to kill with his sword, but he saw Song Si's sword pointing in front of him again, whirling like the wind, passing by.

"You actually killed them!" Ling Zhenxuan was full of remorse, but Ling Feng was his uncle, and he had to make a move, the best way was to lead the hatred to Yunyang Academy and use the power of the academy to kill Song Si.

It's a pity that he didn't expect that with just one move, three classmates died on the spot.

"Poor Dao, there is faith in your words!" The sword moved, the figure moved, and Song Si pointed at Ling Zhenxuan's throat.

Ling Zhenxuan was terrified in his heart, and with his palms together, he gathered the internal strength of his whole body, wanting to block the deadly move.

With a bang, Ling Zhenxuan vomited blood and flew back, hitting the stone wall directly, falling to the ground, covered in blood.

Suddenly, Song Si felt a powerful momentum really approaching here, and immediately pulled out his long sword, and a sword qi shot out, cutting off Ling Zhenxuan's head.

Seeing Ling Zhenxuan dead, the people who came were very angry, and three sharp sword qi shot at Song Si, Song Si flew back with his sword and dodged the sword qi, and the stone brick road under his feet was shot out of three deep pits by the sword qi, and the gravel was shot everywhere.

"Arrogant Daoist, dare to kill the students of my Yunyang Academy!?" Jun, the assistant of Junyang Academy, pointed at Song Si with a sword in his hand.

With such a fierce momentum, Song Si looked at this female teacher of Yunyang Academy, and his heart was slightly cold.

"Didn't you sense my warning?"

Song Si frowned: "Confucian classics often educate people, and they are true to their word, since this is the case, the poor Tao must be trustworthy; if you stop me from killing him, does it mean that Confucianism does not approve of people keeping their promises?"

"Sophistry! Murder is rude!" Jun Feijiu was extremely angry, he raised his sword to attack, the sword was extremely powerful, Song Sijian painted Tai Chi, and used both swords and palms, and the two of them had passed a hundred moves for a while.

"A sword shines on the shadow. ”

Jun Feijiu saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, and the anger in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he made a special move, the sword blurred the light and shadow, the floating foam transformed, the cold and glamorous figure loomed, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

Feeling Jun Feijiu's fierce and cold sword intent, Song Si didn't dare to despise it, the Void Sword Yuan moved around his body, and the black and white Taiji Diagram under his feet rotated out, and the purple aura was awe-inspiring.

"Purple qi comes from the east, no sword and no form!"

The trick was opposite, the sword qi was full of energy, Song Si took more than thirty steps back, blocking the aftermath impact, and the hand holding the sword felt cold, and a layer of frost was condensed.

Ha!

Song Si hurriedly used his skills to dispel the cold sword qi in his hand, so as not to lose in the subsequent duel.

On the other side, Jun Feijiu's sword was like the wind, and the frost and snow flew down, turning Song Si's invisible sword qi into tangible, and then turned the cold move into the Confucian Haoran sword qi to resolve the aftermath of the trick.

"You're not simple!" Jun Feijiu condensed, the true yuan was running, and the power of the sword at the end of the water was added to three points. Suddenly, the surrounding temperature dropped again, the ice and snow were one after another, and the plain clothes danced with swords, like a fairy in the snow.

For the first time, someone was able to use this method to resolve Song Si's sword moves, and it was foolproof, and even the "Void Sword Technique" trick that even Zhuji Xiuzhen could kill finally met an opponent.

Don't dare to slack off, Song Siti made a sword move, and the void sword momentum merged into the black and white Taiji diagram, spreading out, wanting to envelop Jun Feijiu in it.

Who knew that Jun Feijiu's ice and snow sword momentum was not weak at all, and for a while, the sword qi around the two of them was full of snorts, and they took a few steps backwards, and then the two swords exchanged blows hundreds of times, and they staggered.

"The master of Confucianism is not simple. Yun Mengxing stood on a tall building in the distance, and watched the battle in front of the Yuelai Inn with Yingyi and Shangguan Xuanlie.

Seeing Jun Feijiu's sword under the ice and snow tricks, Song Sixuan's wonderful swordsmanship, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"This is Jun Feijiu, the famous ice cube teacher of Yunyang Academy, 'Bai Ni Yingfu', it is rumored that he is highly valued by several gentlemen, and if he can break through again, he will be promoted to become a professor. Shangguan Xuanlie introduced on the side: "Moreover, she is one of the three beauties of Yunyang Academy. ”

Touching his beard, Yun Mengxing licked his fingers, stared at Jun Feijiu's white figure and said, "Ice and snow beauty, I like it, it has a certain challenge value!"

"Engong, if you don't build yì you move her, it is said that she has a sword, and the sword will die, and even the Confucian Linlang Book Shengjun is very jealous of her in the late dynasty. Shangguan Xuanlie said carefully.

"Linlang scholar, the smell of eighty-one-eight, I don't like it!" Yun Meng woke up and shouted at Shangguan Xuanlie, and the frightened gentleman fell to the ground, looking at him in horror, not daring to move.

"Useless stuff. Yun Mengxing turned around disdainfully and continued to look at Jun Feijiu.

Ying Yi sighed in his heart, he didn't even glance at Shangguan Xuanlie on the ground, with such a neurotic, he couldn't say much.

"I give you one last chance, tie your hands and arrest me, and follow me to the Sage Hall to meet the five gentlemen, accept a fair trial, and you can save your life!" I don't know if Jun Feijiu really cherishes his talents, or if he is hindered by the shape in front of him, he said that he wants to give Song Si a so-called chance.

Song Si used the inner yuan of his whole body, climbed his momentum to the highest peak, and when he was in a hurry, he would not hesitate to use the killing move of Sword Liuyun, regardless of the casualties of the surrounding people.

If a person dies, there is nothing left.

Sensing Song Si's terrifying sword momentum, even Jun Feijiu had to temporarily retreat, lift the sword Yunyuan, and block the impact of Song Si's sword momentum, Jun Feijiu continued: "This is your last chance, do you really want to be obsessed?"

"That's a lot of nonsense, use the sword to support your justice!"

Song Si's body was full of purple qi, and the void sword intent in the air swam endlessly, gradually condensing into a terrifying void sword qi, which was exactly the sign that the sword flow cloud was about to perform.

Such a terrible killing intent, such a terrifying sword intent, Zhuge felt that he was also caught in Song Si's sword momentum, his body was slightly sluggish, if Song Si's sword move was fully exerted, I am afraid that he would not be able to survive the outside, and immediately operated the inner yuan, broke free from the shackles that were not strong for the time being, and retreated far away.

"You, obsessed!" Jun Feijiu's face changed, his hair was flying, the snow was heavy, and the legendary sword move was about to be shot.

What a terrible woman! Song Si felt the breath of death under Jun Feijiu's sword, and couldn't help but be amazed, he didn't hesitate to burn the inner yuan, and the power of the sword move in his hand increased by five points.

"Pure Yang Wuji, Sword Flowing Cloud!"

Whether it's life or death, right or wrong, wait for this sword to talk about it!

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