sword from heaven

Chapter 267 Assassination (Part [-])
Zhong Tianmei suddenly became energetic and charged even harder.

People far away from the city wall stared wide-eyed.

They are all masters of the sky, and they can see clearly from a distance of more than ten miles, as if they are in front of them.

Song Yunge was exhausted, and they were so anxious that they could not wait to rush over to help him.

They all turned their heads to look at the chief or the master beside them, and their eyes fell on the master and the master.

The main guards of the buildings looked at Lu Zhaoye in the distance.

Lu Zhaoye stood where he was, as if he was just watching the excitement, watching Song Yunge desperately, without any intention of stepping forward to help.

All the four spirit guards felt it was wrong.

This new military leader is too vicious, too blatant, to do so in full view.

"Otherwise, I'll go back?" Lu Zhaoye raised his voice, "In order not to be uncomfortable!"

These days, Tianmei is sure that there are Tianzheng Formation and Tiantianling, so none of them exceed the realm of Jianhou.

But Song Yunge is far from this level, holding the order of the sky here, and suppressing his level, it is he who suffers, not the Tianmeis.

He didn't understand why Song Yunge was so stupid, he insisted on suppressing it here, and he wanted to just watch the excitement.

He didn't understand and didn't try to act violently. Let's see what Song Yunge will do, but now he can't stand it anymore.

It's better to go back to the city and withdraw the suppression.

Song Yunge raised his voice and said, "Master, absolutely not."

"Why on earth is this?" Lu Zhaoye said puzzled, "You are purely masochistic!"

Song Yunge said: "Let's count it as self-torture!"

"I don't know why!" Lu Zhaoye shook his head, "Otherwise, how about I help you?"

"Such people, if you don't bother the military master, you can do it yourself, and I can take care of it by myself!"

"Okay, okay, come however you want, I'll just stand aside and watch the excitement!"

A few Tianmei felt that the situation was different, and felt that he was very strange here, whether he had a great influence on Song Yunge, and was secretly helping Song Yunge.

So he rushed towards Lu Zhaoye.

Lu Zhaoye shook his head, and the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, turning into a red light and passing by their throats.

Several Tianmei fell down slowly.

It seemed that Lu Zhaoye was faster at killing Tianmei than Song Yunge, and he seemed to be stronger than Song Yunge.

Song Yunge's sword light was dim and slow, and he could already see the shadow of Shu Xuejian, and he could clearly see the dark lines on its sword.

Zhong Tianmei became more and more convinced that he was no longer able to do it, that he was at the end of his strength and was about to fall, only a little bit short.

They attacked more and more frantically, regardless of falling down one after another, regardless of his slow sword, but not slow to kill.

Some of the four spirit guards in the city saw the clues, and saw that Song Yunge was deliberately showing weakness to lure them to attack wildly.

This is because they are afraid that they will retreat in shock!

He sighed secretly in his heart, what a Song Yunge, he is really vicious!

This is a litter, no one will be left!
Group after group of Tianmei fell down, Song Yunge's eyes were hazy and wobbly, the light of the sword was dim, and the sword's movement was slow and difficult, as if the Shuxue sword was about to fall off from his palm.

But Tianmei kept falling, but Song Yunge didn't. He was like a tumbler.

No matter how violently the Tianmeis attack, they still won't fall.

When some Tianmei were woken up by the corpses of their companions piled up around them, like a pot of cold water being poured on their heads, they suddenly found that there were only a few people left, counting carefully, there were only six!

They looked at each other and saw each other's astonishment and retreat, turned around and ran away.

Song Yunge's figure flashed behind one person, the sword light was faintly visible, and then behind the other person, the sword light flashed again.

He jumped six times, and the six Tianmei fell down, and the furthest one escaped only a hundred meters away.

When Song Yunge returned the sword to its sheath, there was a sudden flash.

"Chi!" A cold light flashed in front of him, shooting into where he was originally standing.

If he couldn't move his figure, he would be shot by this cold light, but it was a small knife submerged in the blade.

The small knife is only as long as a finger, shining like a pool of autumn water, half of it is exposed outside, and half of it has already entered a long knife of Tianmei.

Song Yunge flashed several times.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..." Amidst the extremely slight whistling sound, streaks of cold light hit the ground.

Han Guang is following Song Yunge, Song Yunge has broken steps, and his movements are wonderful, and he can always avoid it one step ahead.

He couldn't even sense the secret strategy, he could only sense the danger with pure feeling.

He secretly called luck.

If he hadn't killed so many Tianmei, strengthened his spirit, and suppressed by the Heaven-Suppressing Order, it would have been hard for him to notice these throwing knives.

These few throwing knives are mysterious and unpredictable, they are Yukong magic knives.

The same Yukong Divine Knife, these knives are not inferior to myself, except that they are not far away from me.

A hundred meters away, four young men in white clothes appeared. Their bodies were spotless and their eyes were as calm as water.

Even if their throwing knives miss, they are still not frustrated and angry, as if it doesn't matter if they hit or not.

Song Yunge raised his voice and shouted: "The Palace of Yukong also joined in? Are we going to attack our Daluo City? Are we going to invade the north?"

His voice was like a bronze bell, and it rolled and spread to the surroundings above the void. Everyone in the whole Da Luo City heard it, and the Tianmei in the opposite woods also heard it.

"No!" A young man in white uttered two words lightly, clear and calm, and spread to everyone's ears.

Song Yunge said indifferently: "Then why is this? Why are you collaborating with Yuan Feizong?"

"We are just here to kill you!" The young man in white said lightly, "Song Yunge, you are going to die here today."

"What a big tone, I also want to conclude that you will die here today!"

"Okay!" The young man in white shouted, "Then let's see which one of us dies faster!"

"Chi Chi Chi Chi!" Four white lights shot at Lu Zhaoye.

Song Yunge had already appeared beside Lu Zhaoye, pulled him up and flashed, and instantly appeared ten feet away.

He flashed again, appeared twenty feet away, and ran towards the city wall.

Tianmei is already extinct, so there is no need to stay outside the city anymore, it is only serious to go back to the city and hide for a while.

Only when you can't see each other is the time to play by yourself.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..." A stream of white light shot out from the sleeves of the four white-clothed youths, shooting towards Song Yunge and Lu Zhaoye.

It seemed that there were white lines connecting the four young men in white with Song Yunge and Lu Zhaoye.

Finally, when he was about to reach the top of the city, Bai Guang finally captured Song Yunge and Lu Zhaoye, forcing them to block hard.

"Ding ding ding ding..." Shuxue sword flashed a clear light, blocking the six flying knives from the outside.

Lu Zhaoye's face was gloomy, staring at these throwing knives.

He couldn't handle it.

If Song Yunge wasn't here today, the people in Yukong Palace would deal with him first, and he would be dead now!

After he entered Fu Zangyuan, he knew that Yukong Temple was powerful, but to what extent, he never conflicted with the people of Yukong Temple.

As a disciple of Fuzangyuan, you must not conflict with Yukongdian, that is asking for trouble.

Now that I have finally learned the lesson, it is truly terrifying!
"Ding ding ding ding..." Shu Xuejian turned into clear light and enveloped the two of them, and fell on the city wall. A flying knife fell, and when it fell, it turned and slipped into Song Yunge's sleeve.

These throwing knives are all made of unique materials, which cannot be imitated by Middle Earth.

Moreover, it is driven by the mind method of Yukong Shendao, which is extraordinarily smooth and powerful by three points.

(End of this chapter)