sword from heaven

Chapter 277 Nomination (third shift)
Song Yunge didn't wait for them to fall, Shuxue sword had already been unsheathed, and performed the fourth sword god move.

A clear brilliance swept across the sky, sweeping the four old men.

The four old men in white robes twirled and moved a few feet in the void, forming a square.

Faint ripples spread around.

The void seemed to have turned into a turbulent lake.

Song Yunge felt strange, the power on the sword entered the ripples, and immediately disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

Folding the Shuxue Sword, turning the power of Tianyue Mountain into the power of Great Sun Tathagata, I want to test the Yukong Tianluo field formed by the ripples.

The power on the sword still disappeared without a trace, just like the power of Tianyue Mountain.

So Shuxue sword was folded again, and all the power was transformed into the power of his Hua Zi Zi Shen Mo Jing.

At this time, the throwing knives of the four of them had already arrived, and the light was flowing, gentle and without any killing intent.

His stature sped up suddenly, and the power of his Huazi Shenmojing was able to block Yukong Tianluochang.

He was dubious about Du Luo's words, and he wouldn't believe them all without verification, so he had to experience for himself what the Yukong Tianluo Divine Art looked like.

He has practiced various schools of martial arts, and he clearly feels that the four schools of magic, the six schools of Zhongtu, and the four schools of Tianmei are faintly restrained.

It's like a closed cycle, you restrain me and I restrain you, he restrains him again, each restrains each other.

Tianmei martial art has always restrained Momen martial arts, so he speculated that his Huazi Tianmo art should have overcome this shortcoming.

If he was the first generation of the Great Heavenly Demon Palace's Palace Master, how could it be possible that the mental technique created with all the effort could not overcome this fatal weakness, and was still restrained by Tianmei?

From the looks of it now, it was indeed the case, this time it was replaced by his martial art of restraining Tianmei from the God and Demon Sutra of Huazizai.

Although the Yukong Tianluo Divine Art is miraculous, it was born out of the Great Sun Tathagata's Fudofujing after all, and it never deviates from its origin.

He secretly lifted his spirits, but the sword light was so dim that it seemed that it would go out at any time, and it was crumbling.

The four old men with white beards and eyebrows looked as usual, without the slightest pride and excitement that trapped Song Yunge.

Song Yunge's movements became weaker and weaker, and Shu Xuejian's speed slowed down greatly, as if an invisible force was hindering the sword's momentum.

His movements were also slow, facing the four throwing knives, he could barely dodge them, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

"Ah!" He raised his head to the sky and roared angrily: "Yu Kongdian, you are deceiving people too much!"

He has been trying to figure out and feel the Yukong Tianluo field, and it really is magical, the power of Jiuchongtian is isolated from the outside, there is only a small amount of power left in his body, and he can't make a few swords.

Fortunately, his Huazizi Shenmojing is constantly transforming the power in Yukong Tianluo Field, devouring and absorbing it, and transforming it into the power of Tianyue Mountain.

This is the mystery of his Transformation Freedom God Demon Sutra, which can swallow any power and transform it into any power.

"Song Yunge, you are considered a rare genius. In view of your talent, you can leave your last words!" An old man said slowly.

"Haha..." Song Yunge laughed loudly: "You really think you're going to get me?!"

His face brightened suddenly, as if his strength had increased sharply, but then he lost his breath, and Shu Xuejian was still weak.

"It's useless..." The old man shook his head and said, "When you are in front of us, you are a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and struggling is futile!"

"Haha..." Song Yunge laughed loudly and said, "It's just you? The four vassal envoys of Yukong Palace, that's all!"

"Then try it!" The four of them looked at each other, and pushed out their palms at the same time, and the air around them suddenly became thicker several times, as if they fell into the mud from the sky.

Breathing becomes difficult.

Song Yunge's movements became more and more sluggish, and the light of the Shuxue sword could hardly be seen.

The four looked at each other and smiled.

Song Yunge snorted, "Is this just a little skill?"

He has a brave look, even though he is in a difficult situation, his arrogance remains undiminished.

"Hey, come again!" The four of them slapped out again.

The air suddenly became heavy, as if mercury had poured in, and the air could no longer be breathed into the mouth.

The four smiled proudly and stared at Song Yunge coldly.

Their killing intent towards Song Yunge was as strong as a flame, and they hadn't shown it until now. At this time, they finally stopped covering it up.

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "That's all!"

His eyes suddenly lit up.

The four old men no longer cared about it, thinking that he was already a fish out of water and could no longer stir up storms.

The Shuxue sword suddenly lit up, and the clear brilliance lightly swept across the throats of the four people.

The speed of this sword was bizarrely fast, and he was the one who was ready to strike.

Especially since he was as slow as a tortoise before, this sword appeared to be extraordinarily fast, so fast that he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't react in time.

"You..." The four of them stopped suddenly, covered their throats, stared at Song Yunge unwillingly, and stretched out their palms.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi!" Four beams of white light shot out of Song Yunge's sleeves, and shot between their four eyebrows.

"Chichichichichi..." A streak of white light shot into their hearts.

Their bodies were full of throwing knives.

Song Yunge didn't spare the flying knives hidden in his sleeves, almost pouring them all on the four of them.

After their souls were ripped out, drilled into the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, and tempered by the Wusheng Sutra and the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, he was completely relieved and stepped forward to retract the throwing knife.

Du Luo quietly appeared aside, with a shocked expression on his face, he looked at Song Yunge in disbelief.

He could see clearly that Song Yunge actually used his cultivation to break into the Yukong Tianluo field and forcibly broke the Yukong Tianluo magic skill.

What a terrifying cultivation base this is!

Song Yunge smiled and said, "How?"

"Admiration!" Du Luo clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Song, from today onwards, our Fu Zangyuan will never step into the northern border!"

Song Yunge smiled: "This is what the sects of the six sects mainly do, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Our Fu Zangyuan only recognizes you, Mr. Song, not the six sect masters." Du Luo said proudly.

Their Fu Zangyuan didn't pay attention to the six suzerains at all, it was very common in their eyes.

Only a peerless master like Song Yunge deserves to be looked up to and respected by them.

Song Yunge shook his head with a smile: "Then we will meet later, these four angels can trouble you to send it back."

"This..." Du Luo showed embarrassment.

Song Yunge looked at him calmly.

Finally, Du Luo gritted his teeth and said slowly: "Okay, then I will send them back!"

Song Yunge smiled.

Du Luo showed a bitter smile, waved his hand, several young people flew over immediately, and lifted up the four old men who had been searched by Song Yunge.

"Young Master Song, then I will take my leave." Du Luo clasped his fists together and said, "I will visit you another day."

"We will meet again soon." Song Yunge smiled.

Du Luo's smile became more bitter, and he turned to leave.

Eight young men followed him with four old men and disappeared in Yueyun City.

After leaving Yueyun City completely, a young man whispered: "Master, do you really want to send them back to Yukong Palace? That must be bad luck!"

"Send." Du Luo said in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid I will be angered by Yukong Palace, and I may die!" The young man hurriedly said: "Just bury people halfway, why bother with this trouble, we didn't kill them, just pretend that we don't know anything!"

"Stupid!" Du Luo snorted, "How many people saw us appear? Didn't hear Song Yunge's threat? If you don't deliver it, you'll have to settle accounts with us!"

"Isn't this Song Yunge too domineering?" The young man said dissatisfiedly, "It's no different from Yukong Palace!"

"It's not the same..." Du Luo shook his head: "This is our contract, otherwise, he would never believe us, he is very suspicious!"

(End of this chapter)