sword from heaven

Chapter 209 Exactly (one more)
Song Yunge's face turned gloomy, and he shouted: "Duh!"

It was Zhuo Xiaowan who cut not himself, but Zhuo Xiaowan, which made him more angry than cutting himself.

Under the raging anger, the great day Tathagata in the sword talisman began to move, his hands formed mudras, and his lips moved.

Immediately, infinite power gushed out from the sword talisman, drilled into the mind and body, and condensed into the Taiyin God Needle.

Under the raging anger, the Great Heavenly Demon in the sword talisman also moved, making a strange posture, and then the power of the Great Heavenly Demon also surged towards him, turning into a chant of Lihen.

The two forces are not as fierce as they used to be, but they are clearly separated and do not interfere with each other, doing their own thing.

Taiyin Shenzhen and Lihenyin were activated at the same time.

The old man's eyes suddenly flickered violently, and he fell into confusion. The purple light on the knife dimmed, and the blade appeared.

With a "hum", Jin Guang bounced the long knife away.

A cold star flashed across Song Yunge's waist.

The old man's eyes suddenly shone with a cold light, and then dimmed. A red spot between his eyebrows expanded rapidly, and blood gushed out.

Song Yunge absorbed the souls of many sword lords and sword kings, and his spirit became more and more tyrannical. The power of Lihenyin and Taiyin Shenzhen was particularly strong.

"Bang!" The old man straightened his front foot, hit the ground heavily, and died silently.

The Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman quickly tore through his soul.

Song Yunge closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Zhuo Xiaowan took back the jade pendant, her face was still pale, she didn't bother Song Yunge, and stepped forward to take off the old man's mask.

What was exposed was the face of a middle-aged man.

But she didn't believe it was a middle-aged man, so she touched it again and took off another mask, it was an old man.

She frowned, stared at the old man's face for a while, and finally shook her head and crushed the mask.

Song Yunge slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with a blurred light, as if he had no focus, and fell into memory and confusion.

"Brother?" Zhuo Xiaowan regained her composure and called softly.

Song Yunge's blank eyes fell on her exquisite and beautiful face, and after a long while, she slowly recovered.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Zhuo Xiaowan asked.

Song Yunge said: "Greeting to the sect, this is not a small matter."

"He is indeed a master of Ziji Island." Zhuo Xiaowan sighed and said, "I recognize him, Wan Jiale, he is the elder of Ziji Island."

Song Yunge frowned: "Why did you kill you?"

"I don't know." Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head lightly and said, "I don't seem to have offended him, nor Ziji Island."

As she spoke, she lifted her sleeves, and a loud arrow shot into the sky, and the "bang" sounded through the sky.

A small golden sword curled up and emerged, condensing and not dispersing.

Song Yunge sighed.

"Brother knows?" Zhuo Xiaowan looked at his expression and asked curiously.

Song Yunge nodded: "There is a little speculation, but unfortunately it may not be useful."

"Whether it works or not, let's talk about it first." Zhuo Xiaowan said.

"He has taken refuge in Yin Yang Valley."

"Tianmei?" Zhuo Xiaowan was surprised.

Song Yunge nodded slowly.

Zhuo Xiaowan frowned and pondered.

"Junior Sister thinks it's impossible?"

"He is the elder of Ziji Island. He has a high position and authority, and his cultivation is also top-notch. He should be the Sword Emperor, right? Why did he betray the sect and seek refuge in Yin Yang Valley?"

"Maybe there are other reasons, other pursuits." Song Yunge shook his head and sighed: "Humans have weaknesses after all."

He already knew from Wan Jiale's memory that Wan Jiale was the Yin Yang Valley where he took refuge because of her beauty.

Yin Yang Valley is rich in beauties, and the women are proficient in seductive arts. They are all charming and charming. How many men can bear it?
In order to practice Ziyang Shendao, Wan Jiale has forbidden female sex all her life, and finally practiced to a great success, stepped into the realm of the sword emperor, and finally relaxed her mind.

He is like long-dried firewood, it will catch fire when it meets a little spark, let alone meet the stunning beauty of Yinyang Valley.

He fell into it all at once and couldn't extricate himself, completely lost himself, and became the slave of that woman.

It's really embarrassing not to keep it in the evening, but it is also a great trouble.

It took a while for Bailiyuan to be an expert, and when the two of them talked, several vermilion figures fell down.

After they fell down, they didn't do anything else, they just surrounded Song Yunge Zhuo Xiaowan like wooden figures.

It seems that this posture doesn't look like they are here to help them, but rather to deal with them, forming a group, airtight.

Song Yunge and Zhuo Xiaowan turned a blind eye, still gossiping and expressing their own opinions.

"Could it be... a woman?" Zhuo Xiaowan asked softly.

The so-called hero is sad for a beautiful woman. Once a man does something unreasonable, it is often because of a woman.

Song Yunge nodded slightly.

"The women of Yin Yang Valley..." Zhuo Xiaowan sighed, shook her head and didn't say much.

She doesn't know Tianmei anymore, but she also knows that Yinyang Valley is rich in beauties, all of whom are called Nine-Tailed Foxes, and none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

Few men can resist it.

Could it be that Elder Wan is also trapped in a shell, unable to extricate himself?
A vermilion figure fluttered down like a feather, slowly and soundlessly.

Zhuo Xiaowan clasped fists with Song Yunge, and this person was Zhai Qingfeng.

Song Yunge was secretly surprised, logically speaking, as an elder, Zhai Qingfeng would not leave the mountain easily.

It seems that Junior Sister Zhuo's background is indeed not bad, does she have any relationship with Elder Zhai Qingfeng?
"Xiao Wan, what's the matter?" Zhai Qingfeng raised his white eyebrows twice, his starry eyes fell on Wan Jiale, and his face changed: "Old Wan?"

Zhuo Xiaowan told the story, and Zhai Qingfeng's face became more and more gloomy. He came to Wan Jiale, looked through it carefully, checked the wound, and finally looked up at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge cupped his fists: "Elder Zhai."

Zhai Qingfeng snorted and didn't give him a good face: "You killed Lao Wan?"

Song Yunge said: "I joined hands with Junior Sister Zhuo, I can't kill him by myself."

This is the truth, without the jade pendant in Zhuo Xiaowan's hand, I am afraid that I would not be able to suppress this Wan Jiale.

"He is the King of Swords!" Zhai Qingfeng said coldly: "You can be proud of killing a King of Swords!"

Song Yunge smiled and remained silent.

Zhai Qingfeng said: "The stronger your ability, the more careful you must be to restrain yourself. Don't do whatever you want, or the fall will be harder!"

He had a very bad impression of Song Yunge. He felt that he was extremely gifted and cultivated. He could be regarded as the leader of this generation of disciples. He was undoubtedly No.1, but he lacked enough respect for the clan rules.

Lack of reverence for Zongrui means lack of reverence for Tianyue Mountain. I don't know what disasters will happen in the future!

The higher the cultivation base, the deeper the wisdom, the greater the disaster!
"Yes." Song Yunge nodded slightly.

Zhuo Xiaowan said: "Elder Wan, why did he want to kill me? He came directly at me, we suspect that he has taken refuge in Yin Yang Valley!"

"You can't talk like that!" Zhai Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

When he and Wan Jiale were young, they both worked as four spirit guards in Yuxiao City. Although they didn't have a deep friendship, they did have contacts.

Seeing him turned into a corpse, I was inexplicably sad, feeling like the old martial arts generation replaced a new one.

"I have to check it out, right? Let Ziji Island find out." Zhuo Xiaowan said.

"Well, this matter can't be left alone!" Zhai Qingfeng said slowly: "Fu Yuantong!"

"Yes." A handsome young man took a step forward, cupping his fists in salute: "What is the elder's order?"

"Go to the nearby Sifu City to find the masters of Ziji Island." Zhai Qingfeng said: "Let them lead the people!"

"Yes." Fu Yuantong agreed in a deep voice, cupped his fists and turned around to leave, disappearing into the nearby woods.

(End of this chapter)