sword from heaven

Chapter 198 Pursuing (Second Update)
Song Yunge said: "Then draw her appearance."

"That's good." Song Yuyan stood up gracefully: "Looking at her dodging, she is still very difficult to deal with. She is not as good as you in terms of martial arts, but you can't prevent evil."

Song Yunge didn't speak.

A moment later, Song Yuyan drew a picture of a lady and handed it to Song Yunge.

Song Yunge glanced at it but didn't reach out to pick it up: "She? I've already killed her."

"Huh—?" Song Yuyan was taken aback.

Song Yunge said: "If it's her true face, and the one who died is also her true face, then I killed her."

Song Yuyan looked him up and down, not hiding his doubts.

Song Yunge said: "I killed her just now. After killing my senior brother, I set up an ambush outside the city. I found a few helpers and went out of the city together. I broke her ambush and killed her."

"She's not that easy to kill," Song Yuyan said.

It's so easy to kill, I have already solved her, why wait until now.

I wanted to kill her this time, but was blocked by several elders. She was injured during the fight, but it also severely injured several elders.

Song Yunge smiled and said, "Let's go and have a look."

Song Yuyan got up.

The two drifted out of the Zuixian Tower, and Song Yunge had already put on a mask and turned into a middle-aged man.

When the two came to the ambush outside the city, the woman's body was no longer there, but the blood was still there.

Most of the brown blood stains were mixed into the soil, and some were stained on the stones.

Song Yuyan picked up two stones, pressed the brown bloodstains, and closed his eyes.

After a while, she opened her eyes and smiled.

"Is it her?" Song Yunge said: "It's already too dead to die, and it won't survive."

Song Yuyan laughed loudly: "Haha, hahahaha, good death!"

"What a vicious saint!" A faint voice sounded, and two old men turned out from behind a big rock.

The two old men, one tall and one short, have no wrinkles on their faces, only snow-white hair and a sense of vicissitudes between their brows, which can be seen as old age.

Song Yunge frowned.

He was able to hide from his intuition that the cultivation of these two was not low, and their magic skills were profound.

"Mo Qingfan calculated everywhere, but ended up dying here. It's really bad luck, giggling..." Song Yuyan laughed loudly.

"Saint, our fellow disciples were killed by someone. Not only are you not sad, but you are so gloating and generous, you don't deserve to be a saint!" the tall old man said coldly.

Song Yuyan smiled coquettishly: "Are you crazy, Elder Zhu? You are going against me everywhere, plotting against me and wanting to kill me, and I still have to grieve? I am a saint, not a saint! Even a saint can't do this step , are you getting old and confused, it's time to close your eyes!"

"Presumptuous!" The short old man's face darkened, and he shouted in a low voice: "We are elders, how can we be so rude!"

"What bullshit elders!" Song Yuyan sneered and said, "I let you become elders to help me, a saint, what about you? For your own selfishness, you want to get rid of me, a saint. What you do is tantamount to treason. As a saint, I announce that you will be expelled from Rumeng Dao!"

"Hey!" Both of them sneered.

Song Yuyan said coldly: "Why, do you think I can't help you?"

"Saint, you have been seriously injured and can't move anymore." The short old man shook his head and said, "Why do you say such angry words, we don't insist on killing you, we just ask you to hand over the order of the saint and choose another sage, You have a fierce temperament, and you are not suitable to be our saintess of Rumeng Dao."

Song Yuyan said lightly: "You two traitors, I will clean up the house today!"

"Haha..." Both of them laughed.

Song Yunge shook his head lightly.

It seems that these two old guys are relying on the old to sell the old, and I don't know if such a thing will happen to Tianyue Mountain.

These elders tend to become chronic diseases, have made great contributions, are old in seniority, and are often neglected, especially when they look down on the newly appointed suzerain.

After all, how can you feel respectful when you watch him grow up?

Song Yuyan said: "Let's deal with them."

Song Yunge nodded: "Kill it?"

"Yes." Song Yuyan said slowly: "These two old thieves are simply hateful. If they hadn't encouraged them, Mo Qingfan wouldn't have such ambitions!"

"Okay." Song Yunge stepped forward and appeared in the middle of the two of them in an instant.

The two of them had already been on guard to prevent Song Yuyan from bringing people to kill him.

It's just that Song Yunge kept hiding his breath, as if he was only in the realm of Jianhou, and never thought how fast he would be.

The two-point cold star flashed away, and Song Yunge stepped back to his original position.

"Uh..." The two old men's eyes widened.

Song Yuyan turned her head to look at Song Yunge, and then at the two old men. Their eyes quickly dimmed, and they had incredible expressions on their faces.

"Bang bang!" The two fell to the ground.

Song Yunge slapped his hands and smiled proudly: "How?"

"When did you have such powerful swordsmanship?" Song Yuyan put away her surprise and hummed lightly: "Good swordsmanship!"

"The realm of the sword king." Song Yunge said proudly, "Where is the saint?"

"The sword king is nothing special, I am also the devil king." Song Yuyan snorted: "And I will soon step into the devil king."

Song Yunge shook his head and laughed, "Then I'll just wait and see."

Song Yuyan searched the two of them, took out two black lacquered tokens, and kicked them away into the nearby grass.

The Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman had already swallowed the two groups of souls by itself, without Song Yunge's command at all.

If it wasn't for the woman's soul, the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman would have devoured it by itself, without Song Yunge's thoughts, and Zhu Suchen's soul would have been hard to escape if he didn't stop it in time last time.

Now that Zhu Suchen has entered the Hall of Valor, his soul is still preserved, and there is hope that he can be resurrected.

"Alright, it's time for me to go." Song Yuyan said, "Go do your work."

Song Yunge shook his head.

"You have already avenged your brother, so I should be busy with mine." Song Yuyan said: "Mo Qingfan left a lot of mess, I have to clean up."

Song Yunge sighed: "This matter is not over yet."

Song Yuyan said: "The murderer has been found and killed, and even killed two elders, what else?"

"This is your Rumengdao's initiative to provoke." Song Yunge said: "Tianyue Mountain will never give up casually."

"You can't destroy me like a dream, right?" Song Yuyan said angrily, "We are very innocent."

"As a saint of Rumeng Dao, how can you be innocent!" Song Yunge snorted and said, "Mo Qingfan is going to kill Tianyue Mountain disciples, so you don't have any rumors?"

"No!" Song Yuyan categorically denied it.

Song Yunge said: "I heard it and pretended not to hear it. After she does this, I will have to help you get rid of her. Is this your plan?"

"You're thinking nonsense!" Song Yuyan snorted, "I really want to receive the news and tell you directly that you have to get rid of her too. Why wait until she really kills someone?"

"Because I may not believe what you say."

"When it comes to your senior brother Tianyueshan, you would rather believe in something than in nothing?"

"It makes sense." Song Yunge nodded slowly.

Song Yuyan smiled.

Song Yunge hummed: "But you may not have received any news!"

Song Yuyan lowered her face and shouted: "Song Yunge, what are you going to do? Is it over yet?"

"It's not about me, it's about Tianyue Mountain." Song Yunge shook his head and said, "It depends on what you, a saint, do."

(End of this chapter)