sword from heaven

Chapter 200 Royal Sky (fourth update)
"Chi!" Amidst the whistling sound, the sword light flashed all over the sky, and then disappeared.

Zhuo Xiaowan took out a sword and put it back into its sheath, a smile appeared on her cold and beautiful face, she cupped her fists and said, "Thank you, senior brother."

Song Yunge shook his head: "You have high comprehension and deep foundation, so don't thank me."

If it wasn't for her solid foundation, no matter how much he forced her, it would be useless.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "I really didn't expect that I would step into the sword king realm so quickly..."

She really didn't expect it to be so soon, she just wanted to learn and hone her sword skills with Song Yunge.

I never expected to step into the realm of the sword king so easily. The realm of the sword king is as difficult as reaching the sky. How could it be so easy for me?

"This time, Mei Ying might cry out of anger." Song Yunge suddenly laughed.

Zhuo Xiaowan pursed her lips and smiled.

The torrential rain slowly stopped, and the sun quickly broke through the dark clouds and shone down.

The refreshing breath is refreshing.

Song Yunge suddenly frowned.

He felt a little strange, and said to Zhuo Xiaowan: "Junior Sister, I want to go out for a while."

Zhuo Xiaowan nodded: "Do you want me to come together?"

"No need." Song Yunge said: "I'll be back later, tomorrow we will start to accept the task of Baihuwei."

"Okay." Zhuo Xiaowan clasped her fists and walked away.

Song Yunge turned into a shadow and floated out of the Shichang Mansion, rushed out of the south city, and came to the woods.

The forest air after the rain is fresh and moist.

His figure was like electricity, and he rushed out with a "shua", the water droplets dripping from the leaves were smashed into several petals, and he disappeared before the water droplets landed.

In the blink of an eye, he came to a place, heard a dull pounding sound, and then saw a yellow shadow flashing.

Looking intently, it was Huang Feiye who flew up, sprayed a bloody arrow in the air, and fell limply.

He flew to catch it, and his hands were light and warm.

"You..." Seeing him, Huang Feiye breathed a sigh of relief: "Be careful with his throwing knives!"

Song Yunge looked at a young man in the distance.

The young man was thin and thin, and his face was pale, as if he had not recovered from a long illness, and a gust of wind could blow it away.

It was hard to believe that such a frail young man would seriously injure Huang Feiye and fly so far.

Huang Feiye looked down, and saw a flying knife hit her chest, deeply piercing her left chest.

Only no blood came out.

But it was obvious that she was seriously injured, Song Yunge guessed that she should have a treasure such as a breastplate on her chest.

"Who are you?" The frail young man asked in Tian Meiyu.

Song Yunge said coldly: "Who are you?"

He also used Tianmeiyu, skillfully and freely, Huang Feiye immediately looked up, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Sun Changfeng in the Royal Sky Palace." The frail young man said indifferently, "Who are you to her?"

Song Yunge said indifferently: "Zheng Yuan, Yuan Feizong."

The frail young man frowned and said, "From Yuan Feizong, I advise you to stay away."

Song Yunge said: "Why did you hurt someone? How did she offend you?"

"There is no need to mention personal grievances. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being ruthless." Sun Changfeng said lightly.

Song Yunge looked down at Huang Feiye.

Huang Feiye struggled out of his arms, shook his head and said, "I don't know why, this guy is really crazy."

Sun Changfeng said coldly: "You killed my junior brother, and you still say it's inexplicable?"

"Who is it?" Huang Feiye frowned and said, "I have never killed a disciple of Yukong Palace!"

"Meng Zhaoxiang." Sun Changfeng said.

"...I don't know." Huang Feiye shook his head.

Sun Changfeng said: "He likes to cover his face, and likes to play with people for fun."

Huang Feiye frowned and said, "I'm covering my face..., I ran into a few thieves on the way here, and killed them immediately if they wanted to do anything wrong. Could it be that Meng Zhaoxiang is there?"

"...It should be like this." Sun Changfeng said.

"Impossible!" Huang Feiye shook his head: "How can a disciple of Yukong Palace have such low martial arts?"

Sun Changfeng coughed lightly, and said flatly: "Junior Brother Meng always likes to play around, and doesn't like to practice martial arts."

"Since when did your Yukong Palace pamper your disciples so much?" Song Yunge said coldly, "Could it be some elder's disciple?"

"That's right." Sun Changfeng said: "He is the disciple of the master, so no matter who kills him, he will have to pay with his life, and today he will definitely die!"

"Inexplicable!" Huang Feiye yelled: "Who knows if he is a thief or a disciple of Yukong Palace, he is looking for death and blames me!"

"You killed him." Sun Changfeng said slowly: "Then you will have to pay for your life, you accept your fate."

He waved his hand.

A cold star flashed across Song Yunge's waist.

"Ding..." Shu Xuejian collided with a cold light and made a clear cry, and then saw a small knife as thin as a cicada's wing, about the width of a little finger, buzzing and trembling in the air.

Song Yunge drew his sword again.

"Ding..." The knife finally landed.

Song Yunge's face changed slightly.

Sun Changfeng also changed his expression.

"What kind of sword technique is this?!" Sun Changfeng gritted his teeth and said slowly with a gloomy expression.

He looked as if he had a blood feud with Song Yunge.

Yukong Shendao is the number one saber technique in the world, there is nothing that can overcome it, the one who shoots it will surely hit, if you are not sure, you will not shoot it, if you shoot it with certainty, you will definitely hit it.

It was an accident that Huang Feiye couldn't be killed with a single blow, but there was still a sword technique that could stop it, and blocked it abruptly.

Under his rage, he also became curious.

Is there any sword in the world that can stop the Yukong Shendao?

Song Yunge said: "Sword God II Form!"

"Sword God!" Sun Changfeng sneered, "Are you really from the Sarutobi Sect? Not from Fuzangyuan?"

Sarutobizong is good at swordsmanship, but this guy in front of him is swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is excellent.

In terms of the excellence of swordsmanship, only Fuzangyuan is number one, and Yukongdian is the number one swordsmanship.

Song Yunge said: "Let's forget about today's matter. I will spare your life."

"Hey!" Sun Changfeng sneered again and again: "Do you really think you can stop my throwing knife?"

"Then try!"

Song Yunge's next step had already stepped in front of him, and the cold star lit up.

"Ding..." There was a crisp sound, and a small knife hit the blade of the sword.

The location of this saber was ingenious, it didn't hit the tip of the sword, but the body of the sword, and the strong force knocked the tip of the sword away.

Song Yunge's face remained unchanged, but his heart was awe-inspiring.

The power on this knife is strange and strange, otherwise the sword would have cut the knife into pieces, but there is nothing to do with this knife, it is not because the blade is hard and the material is strange, but the power on the knife is strange.

"Ding ding ding ding..." Song Yunge stabbed out with a sword.

Ever since he realized the second form of the sword god, he has been invincible, and there is no opponent at the same level, and it is the first time that he has so many swords.

This Sun Changfeng in front of him is really difficult, he is the most difficult guy he has ever seen.

He was vigilant and chilled.

It seemed that he was attacking wildly, but if he didn't pay attention, the throwing knife would shoot him, and his life was in danger.

Sun Changfeng seemed to have endless flying knives, shooting out one after another, but his heart was awe-inspiring.

I only brought 24 knives just in case, and I never thought that I would need to use so many knives, but the swordsmanship in front of me is so fierce that 24 knives are not enough.

He must be waiting for his knife to run out!

He was secretly worried, his eyes lit up, and the knife light suddenly became brighter.

"Ding..." Shuxue sword swung away.

Song Yunge groaned inwardly, and disappeared in a flash.

"Hey!" A small knife had already appeared in the original position.

Song Yunge was already behind Sun Changfeng the next moment.

Sun Changfeng has disappeared.

(End of this chapter)