sword from heaven

Chapter 132 Yin Yang (third shift)
Song Yunge clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay!"

This Huang Feiye's escape technique is extremely deep, and his insidious killing technique is also extremely deep, no wonder he is the top genius of Yuan Feizong.

If he didn't have the qi technique, it would be very troublesome to face her, and he might not be able to save his life.

The Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman turned sharply, pulling in the handsome middle-aged soul, a knife-lord soul was of great help, and his spirit became stronger again.

Huang Feiye appeared, and with a flash of the knife, he cut off one of Junyi's middle-aged ears and put it in his pocket.

Song Yunge grinned, and shook his head disapprovingly: "You actually use such a barbaric method to record credit!"

Huang Feiye gave him a sideways glance, and disappeared again without saying a word.

Song Yunge said: "Today should be almost done, come back tomorrow, Yin Yang Valley won't come?"

"How many trees do you want to cut down?" Huang Feiye asked coldly.

Song Yunge said: "Of course, the more the better."

Huang Feiye said: "They will come over soon!"

Song Yunge smiled: "Didn't I start a fight with you?"

Huang Feiye's graceful figure reappeared, and he looked at him with a frown: "Who said that?"

Song Yunge said: "Guess."

Huang Feiye snorted: "Although we had a quarrel with them, it's just a private matter. This is a business matter. They will send their disciples over."

"In this case, we have to kill the disciples of Yin Yang Valley." Song Yunge nodded slowly.

"I advise you to avoid it honestly, don't seek death!" Huang Feiye sneered and said, "You can't handle it."

Song Yunge smiled.

Of course he knew the details of Yin Yang Valley.

The area where Da Luo City is located is the sphere of influence of the Sarutobi Sect, so the most frequent contacts are the Sarutobi Sect disciples.

The disciples from Yin Yang Valley came to restore the forest because they were invited by the Sarutobi Sect. If the two sects fought, the disciples from Yin Yang Valley would not come.

But as far as he knows from the memory of his soul, there is only a little dispute between Yin Yang Valley and Sarutobi Sect.

For the two sects, this is just a trivial matter, and they will still cooperate if they should cooperate, and the disciples of Yin Yang Valley will still come.

Huang Feiye was stunned, and suddenly his face changed: "You only want good things, absolutely impossible!"

She suddenly understood the implication of Song Yunge's words, he wanted to betray the disciples of Yin Yang Valley by himself!
Song Yunge said: "Dead Yin Yang Valley disciples, isn't it a bad thing for you?"

"It's a bad thing to die here!"

"Wouldn't it be good for the disciples of Yin Yang Valley to meet the disciples of Yuntian Palace, and then borrow a knife to kill people?"

Huang Feiye shook his head.

Song Yunge said: "It seems that I can only do it myself. When the time comes, they will charge you."

Huang Feiye frowned and pondered.

She knew what Song Yunge said was right, if the disciples of Yin Yang Valley were killed by him, then the sect would definitely blame herself for not killing Song Yunge, which caused the disciples of Yin Yang Valley to be killed.

Then one's own crime will be greatly increased. Don't try to reduce the merits to the crime, but add the crime to the crime and be expelled from the sect.

She felt that she couldn't help herself now, being pushed by invisible big hands, and pulled by Song Yunge, a hateful guy, step by step into the abyss.

Do you really want to reveal the whereabouts of the Yin Yang Valley disciples to him?

She shook her head immediately.

How can I have such an idea?

This move is tantamount to collaborating with the enemy and a traitor.

No matter how hateful the disciples of Yin Yang Valley are, they are also people from other lands. When facing the Middle Earth, they must be consistent with the outside world.

Song Yunge said: "Can they come tomorrow? Then I'll come over tomorrow and bring the masters from Yuntian Palace over and let them decide for themselves. How about it?"

Huang Feiye fell silent.

Song Yunge said: "Miss Huang, you have no choice."

"Yes!" Huang Feiye gave him a cold look.

Song Yunge laughed: "Do you think joining forces with Yin Yang Valley disciples can kill me? Illusion, disguise and poison, these are nothing."

"... Tomorrow is tomorrow, noon!" Huang Feiye snorted.

Song Yunge cupped his fists, glanced at the headless corpse on the ground, and disappeared in a flash.

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At noon the next day, Song Yunge went out of the city alone without notifying Yang Yunyan, let alone Mei Ying.

Of course the tails following him knew it.

After he left the city, he directly activated the seal of the gods to seal the sword talisman, and then the underground Tathagata entered his mind, and the power as clear as a cold spring poured into his body.

He immediately sensed Huang Feiye and found Huang Feiye more than ten miles away.

She was sitting on a tree adjusting her breath, when she sensed Song Yunge's appearance, she opened her eyes and then closed them.

Song Yunge smiled and said, "I thought Miss Huang would give it a try."

"try what?"

"Try to see if you can join forces with the Yin Yang Valley disciples to kill me."

Huang Feiye sneered, but did not refute.

She did have this idea, but she gave up helplessly in the end, those Yin Yang Valley disciples were too arrogant.

They didn't take Song Yunge seriously.

It is impossible to kill Song Yunge in this state, but was killed by Song Yunge.

Instead of this, it's better to let them fight the masters of Yuntian Palace. It's not my responsibility not to die in Song Yun's singer. If I kill the masters of Yuntian Palace, I will have merit.

"Are they here?" Song Yunge asked.

"The trees are being restored."

"The technique of turning everything into life is wonderful."

"It's just chicken ribs. It can only save trees, not people!"

"If you practice at a higher level, you should be able to save people, right?"

"No."

The two were talking and drifting away.

Song Yunge felt a slight fluctuation in his body.

He already knew the source of this fluctuation, that Lord Dao was performing a secret technique—Sword Spirit Technique.

He merged himself into the Heavenly Sword, and then borrowed the spirit of the Heavenly Sword to find himself.

The Heavenly Knife was descended from the Nine Heavens, and it has power beyond people's imagination.

If it weren't for his excellent spiritual power, he wouldn't be able to sense the fluctuation caused by the sky knife.

As long as he activates Zhe Tian Jue, he can cover up this fluctuation.

It's just that he tries to use Zhe Tian Jue as little as possible, and the more he uses it, the easier it will be exposed.

"Here we come!" Song Yunge said in a deep voice.

"Then... let's go." Huang Feiye's voice was difficult.

She really didn't want to cooperate with Song Yunge, but being forced to this point, she could only blame the impermanence of fate.

She thought of this and disappeared in a flash.

Song Yunge also flickered and disappeared without a trace.

When the two reappeared, they were already ten miles away. Six young people were busy drawing patterns on the ground with long swords.

Song Yunge appeared a hundred meters away, using escapism to hide his breath, and the faint fluctuations in his body became violent.

Amidst a long howl, a white rainbow came across the sky.

Song Yunge flashed, shot towards the direction of the six Yin Yang Valley disciples, and then urged Zhe Tianjue to disappear completely.

Bai Hong spun in the air, Tiandao took an old man with a very gloomy face and shot towards Song Yunge's escape direction.

The light of the knife turned into a white rainbow and led him past the disciples of Yin Yang Valley, and he was immediately seen by them.

Sensing his menacing aura, the six Yin-Yang Valley disciples changed their expressions slightly, and they wanted to avoid him for the time being.

The sullen-faced old man suddenly lost track of Song Yunge and was furious. When he saw them, the saber light turned and shot towards them.

The fellow Dao Hou didn't die at the hands of Song Yun singer, but at the hands of Tian Mei, just in time for revenge.

"Looking for death—!" The six were furious.

It has always been the Chinese who hide from them, when did they hide from the Chinese?

This guy doesn't know good from bad, and he wants to take the initiative to attack himself. The crime is unforgivable and he must be killed!
The six people waved their palms at the same time, and the surrounding area turned purple, and the fragrance surged.

When the knife light got into the purple mist, it suddenly dimmed.

"Bang bang bang bang..." palms fell on the old man one after another, and the six of them seemed to have no substance in the purple mist, erratic like the wind.

(End of this chapter)