sword from heaven

Chapter 278 Arriving in person (fourth update)
"If you don't believe it, don't believe it. What's the big deal!" The young man snorted even more dissatisfied, "We are afraid that he will fail in Fu Zangyuan?"

Du Luo glanced at him and said nothing.

"Master..."

"Afraid or not, don't you know?" Du Luo said lightly, "Don't be too long-winded, let's go!"

"I..." The young man opened his mouth and finally let out a sigh.

He stomped his feet resentfully, his eyes burning like flames.

He only hates that he is not enlightened enough, his cultivation is not enough, and as the top disciple of Fu Zangyuan, he can only be manipulated by others.

Such humiliation made him burn like fire and suffer unbearably.

But no matter how painful it is, I don't want to lose my life, so I can only be obedient.

He has sworn a hundred oaths in his heart at this moment, that he must step into the realm of divine knowledge, and must make everyone obey his orders, with a golden mouth and fine teeth, and he will follow his words!
Everyone hurried on their way in silence, ignoring the fallen people around the Jingnian Pagoda.

When Song Yunge fought against the Four Great Airborne Envoys, an invisible force exploded, and countless people around suffered disaster.

They were seriously injured in the first place, and when they encountered the force collision of five people, they lost their lives almost instantly.

One after another souls were absorbed by Song Yunge.

He pretended not to know and ignored it.

"Master, can Song Yunge really stop Yukong Palace?" The young man couldn't help asking after all, "Song Yunge has only one person after all, but Yukong Palace has so many experts, maybe it can stop it?"

"Yes." Du Luo's eyes seemed to be closed and half closed, half open and half open, as if he was recuperating with curtains.

In fact, he has been practicing.

Whenever there is a second, he must pay close attention to cultivation and never let up. To be able to become the number one master of Fu Zangyuan, he not only has high talent and good understanding, but more importantly, he is hardworking.

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Why is Master so determined?"

"Because Song Yunge's cultivation base is stronger, stronger than any master of Yukong Palace."

"But there are many masters in Yukong Temple."

"No amount can overwhelm him." Du Luo shook his head and said, "A master of the sword god realm is beyond your imagination!"

He actually discovered a mystery, Song Yunge is not suppressed by Yukong Tianluochang at all, and the extraordinary skills of Yukong Temple have no effect on him.

Because of this, he was sure that Song Yunge could win against Yukong Palace, and bet all his bets on Song Yunge.

But he won't tell anyone this secret.

"Sword God..." The young man shook his head and said, "It doesn't mean that the road to God's knowledge has been cut off, how can he get through it?"

"So there is no cut off road, it depends on how you go!" Du Luo said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The young man nodded solemnly.

A burning impulse surged in his heart, wishing he could practice now, practice desperately, and practice to reach the state of divine knowledge in one breath!

"Master, I will catch up with him!" The young man said solemnly.

"It's best to have this kind of ambition!... Speed ​​up and try to reach Yukong Temple today!"

"Yes!"

Everyone was getting faster and faster, and at the end, they took out the panacea one after another, burning all the strength in their bodies and rushing forward.

At sunset, they came to a cliff.

In front of him is the vast and boundless sea, the sky has been dyed golden by the setting sun, and the sea has also turned golden.

The surface of the sea is trembling like a brocade.

And above the boundless sea, at a height of about [-] meters, there is a continuous group of palaces suspended.

This piece of palace is antique, gorgeous and magnificent, as if it existed in ancient times, and the vicissitudes and glory are mixed together, which makes people awe-inspiring.

Everyone came to the edge of the cliff and looked up at this piece of buildings, with complicated feelings in their hearts.

Before they could speak, two snow-white figures floated out of the palace complex, lightly landed in front of them, but they were two ordinary-looking youths, one tall and thin and the other short and fat.

After the two youths landed, they didn't even look at the crowd, but stared straight at the four corpses.

"Impossible!" The tall and thin young man cried out.

He couldn't believe what he saw.

His eyes suddenly lit up, shooting out a cold light, sweeping towards the crowd, and finally falling on Du Luo.

The two gazes pierced Du Luo's eyes like two swords, staring at him: "What's going on?"

The short and fat young man stepped forward to check the breath and body of the four air messengers, and finally shook his head with a gloomy expression on his face.

His round, fat face was originally smiling, kind and easy-going, but now it was like frost, his eyes were indifferent and expressionless, and he looked at everyone as if he was looking at a dead person.

Everyone felt cold in their hearts, knowing that something was wrong.

"What's going on? Tell me!" The thin and tall young man stopped drinking: "You tell me!"

Du Luo clasped his fists together: "We just happened to encounter this big battle, the four seniors besieged and killed Song Yunge in Da Luo City, and the result..."

He shook his head lightly and said: "In the end, he was defeated and died. We couldn't bear to see our seniors exposed to the wilderness, so we sent them back."

"Impossible!" The thin and tall young man shouted, "Nonsense!"

The short and fat young man said indifferently: "Where is Song Yunge?"

"Huh—? Ah, Song Yunge is gone." Du Luo shook his head and said, "We saw that he was not injured, so we didn't dare to do anything."

"It means that Song Yunge is still alive!" The short and fat young man narrowed his eyes slightly, his round face became more and more gloomy.

Du Luo nodded helplessly: "He's living a good life, he doesn't seem to be struggling."

"Nonsense!" The thin and tall young man shouted, "Who gave you the courage to speak such nonsense and slander my four uncles!"

Du Luo showed helplessness and remained silent.

The chunky young man said: "Brother Zhu, there is no need to say more, the four uncles failed, Song Yunge is still alive, that's it!"

He looked at the people in Duluo, nodded slightly, and showed a smile: "I want to thank you all for sending Master Leng and the others back. If this is the case, you should be good people to the end, and go underground to serve Master Leng!"

"This..." The thin and tall young man waved his hand and said, "Junior Brother Meng, forget it. Although they are timid and afraid to fight when they see Song Yunge, they still sent Master Leng and the others back."

The chunky young man frowned at him: "Spare them?"

"After all, they are kind."

"In my opinion, they deliberately watched the excitement of our Yukong Palace. If they go back and spread the word, everyone will know!"

"...This is true." The thin and tall young man pondered, his eyes fell on Du Luo, he blinked twice, and finally nodded: "It's really not suitable to be soft-hearted. If this is the case, let's send them on their way!"

The two rushed towards the Douro crowd.

"Chi Chi!" Two white lights suddenly appeared on the back of their heads, shooting out from between their eyebrows.

Song Yunge appeared behind the two youths, standing in the void outside the cliff, his eyes passed over the two who were slowly falling, and looked at the Yukong Temple in the air.

"You..." Du Luo's apprentice turned pale with shock.

He never expected that Song Yunge would appear here, would be so bold, wouldn't this be a self-inflicted trap?
Just because he can kill the four great sky envoys doesn't mean he can beat all the masters in Yukong Palace.

Dragons and crouching tigers are hidden in the Yukong Palace. Those old guys who haven't been born for a long time don't know how far they have cultivated. They don't come out of the mountain, they only guard the Yukong Palace.

Wouldn't Song Yunge send himself to death when he came here?

Although he hated Song Yunge, but now he has been tied to Song Yunge's boat. If Song Yunge dies, they will not be able to live. If Song Yunge lives, they will live.

(End of this chapter)