sword from heaven

Chapter 31 Sword Sovereign
Song Yunge returned the sword to its sheath, took another sip of wine, laughed loudly and said, "Meng Xuanyuan, that's all, forget it, it's really boring, let's go!"

He laughed loudly, and his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, which disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

Some of the eight Xuanwu guards were covering their wrists, some were covering their shoulders, their faces were extremely ugly.

Meng Xuanyuan's face turned pale.

The humiliation and blow he suffered that night was unprecedented. At this moment, his mind was at a loss, only the long laughter lingering in his ears, which made him shudder like the sound of magic.

Even if he met Sword Master, he didn't feel so powerless, otherwise he wouldn't be as tough as Mei Rui, because he wasn't afraid of Mei Ying.

But at this moment, when he thought of Song Yunge, he felt chills all over his body. This guy is too weird, and his methods are too bizarre.

As a sword master, how could he have such superb swordsmanship?Even more difficult than Sword Master!
He looked in the direction where Song Yunge disappeared, and faintly saw a nightmare-like shadow.

That formidable and terrifying Sky Charm master!

He woke up countless times in nightmares, and every nightmare was the same scene, it was the scene where the master Tian Mei glanced at him, and then he collapsed and fainted.

"What the hell..." Xu Zhige leaned over and said in a low voice, "Let's go first, they won't make things difficult."

"...Well, let's go." Meng Xuanyuan said blankly.

Xu Zhige said in a low voice: "This guy is a bit weird, I think he's pretending to be drunk!"

A young man covering his shoulders lowered his voice: "Not necessarily, some people are even more drunk."

"Hmph, there is a limit to how powerful you are, how can you be so powerful?"

"He must be pretending to be drunk."

"..."

While talking in low voices, they walked out, and the twenty or so Vermillion Bird Guards did not stop them.

This is enough to relieve my anger, and I can blow it up for a year and a half with everyone, and I don’t need to entangle me any more, lest I jump the wall in a hurry, after all, I am Xuanwuwei.

Lu Zheng and Mei Rui stood on the roof one mile away and looked over here.

Lu Zheng always had a gentle smile on his face, but now he had a serious face and piercing eyes.

Mei Rui's excited eyes lit up, watching Meng Xuanyuan and the others leave, the folding fan slapped his palm vigorously: "Good! Good!"

He turned to look at Lu Zheng: "Brother Lu, can you do it?"

"No." Lu Zheng shook his head.

Mei Rui laughed and said: "Sure enough, he deserves to be the one who beat me. He is indeed amazing!"

He was even thinking, which one is better, Song Yunge or his younger sister.

Perhaps only in terms of swordsmanship, Xiaomei might not be better than Song Yunge.

But with the addition of realm, it's different, the younger sister is the sword master, she must be stronger than Song Yunge!

Song Yunge's two swords were still lingering in Lu Zheng's mind. The sword moves looked very ordinary, but they were so subtle and just right.

Such a swordsmanship has reached the realm of being simple and ingenious, ingenious and ingenious. It's really unbelievable. Song Yunge has such a profound martial arts accomplishment?

"Brother Lu, don't speak ill of me in front of my little sister!" Mei Rui patted Lu Zheng on the shoulder.

Lu Zheng laughed: "Of course I won't say bad things, I will tell the truth."

"...Okay, it's okay to tell the truth." Mei Rui shook his head helplessly seeing him being so dishonest.

This guy also admires his little sister, so he doesn't know how to please himself, he really is a elm head!

-

Song Yunge returned to his small courtyard, sat down at the stone table, thinking about his gains and losses this night.

If you pretend to be drunk and crazy for a while, even if you pursue the responsibility of the following offenders, you can reduce some punishments, after all, you are drunk.

As for the next battle, it was justifiable. Even Shi Zhang couldn't fight against Suzaku Wei. As Suzaku Wei came to help, it was legal to beat someone up.

happy!Extremely happy!
This is the state and way of life that a master of the sky outside the sky should have!
This venting is really a release of the oppression of the past, the chest is empty, and it is extremely carefree.

At this moment, the whole body is comfortable and light, and the thoughts are clear and agile.

It seems that this is the true meaning of warriors, one cannot suppress one's heart, the more suppressed one is, the harder it is to comprehend the sword intent.

He suddenly had an impulse, turned around and left the small courtyard, and came to another small courtyard.

"Junior Sister Zhuo?" He knocked on the door.

Zhuo Xiaowan's voice drifted out: "Senior Brother Song?...The night is getting dark!"

"I want to learn Kuaizai Sword Art." Song Yunge said.

He exhaled lightly and shook his body, all the alcohol smell dissipated, and his whole body was refreshed.

The courtyard door opened.

She is standing Tingting in the moonlight.

Dressed in white clothes like snow, the moonlight poured down on her body like water, her whole body exuded a warm luster, like a white jade beauty.

"Happy sword art?" Zhuo Xiaowan asked softly.

Song Yunge nodded.

Zhuo Xiaowan stretched out her hand and made a move, and a long sword hanging on the vermilion pillar of the small pavilion flew over.

She swung her sword and danced lightly, like a breeze blowing slowly in front of him, the wind became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a howling wind.

With a clear light, Zhuo Xiaowan quickly withdrew her sword and looked at him with clear eyes: "Senior brother, do you remember?"

Song Yunge nodded slowly.

After absorbing the two souls, he found that his spirit became stronger and stronger, and he had reached the state of never forgetting.

The Kuaizai sword formula has been memorized once, and it is deeply etched in my mind.

He drew his sword and stabbed lightly, and then slowly used it, from the raw to the mature, and practiced it over and over again.

Zhuo Xiaowan raised the sword and stood aside, stabbing suddenly with the sword from time to time, arousing Song Yunge's understanding of the sword's meaning.

"Om..." Song Yunge's body suddenly muffled.

A white light burst out from between the eyebrows, soaring straight into the sky.

A white rainbow fell, covering his body, and after a while, it turned into a small sword and fell into his Baihui acupoint.

"Om..." His body vibrated endlessly like a bell being rang, and the power transformed by Baihong was changing his physique.

Every time you advance to a state, your physique becomes stronger, so that you can withstand the vitality of the next level.

The shaking stopped, Song Yunge let out a long laugh, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister Zhuo."

Zhuo Xiaowan shook her head lightly: "Congratulations to Brother Song, you have also stepped into the realm of Sword Master."

Song Yunge touched the slender sword eyebrows that grew into the temples, stepped into the sword master, and finally no longer had to wear a mask to be a human being, and could show his true colors!

"Then I'll take my leave." Song Yunge cupped his fists.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the night was already thick. If you interrupt me at this time, Zhuo Xiaowan opened the door without hesitation, and he was very grateful.

If it was an ordinary woman, I'm afraid she would avoid suspicion and not open the courtyard door.

I am in a state of indiscriminate wantonness, which is most in line with the essence of Kuaizai Sword Art. If Junior Sister Zhuo refuses to open the door to pass on the sword and miss this state of mind, there is no way to comprehend it so quickly. I don’t know how long I will be stuck in the realm of the sword master. It must never be so easy to step in as it is now.

Feng Jin has been stuck at the peak of the sword master for three years, and too many people have been stuck for longer or even a lifetime. Even as powerful as Zhuo Xiaowan and Mei Ying, he has been stuck at the peak of the sword master for more than a year.

Zhuo Xiaowan watched him turn and close the courtyard door, and leave lightly, letting out a long breath.

Her bright eyes flickered, thoughtful.

-

The next day, Song Yunge took turns to rest and stayed in his small courtyard, practicing sword the whole time.

He has only comprehended the three styles of Kuaizai Sword Art now.It's not the peak of Jian Zun, there is still a long way to go.

At this time, he was not complacent, but full of energy, and he practiced more seriously and assiduously.

I practiced until the evening, and I have already practiced the fourth form.

I felt that I needed a good meal to reward myself, so I went to the other courtyard in Tiandang Valley.

The Tiandang Valley's other courtyard is incomparable with Wuliang other courtyard, and it is about the same size as a Shichang's mansion.

When he came outside the courtyard, he happened to see Gu Jingyin walking out.

Gu Jingyin was wearing a yellow shirt, and was walking out with a smile on her face. The setting sun made her more beautiful and dazzling.

Seeing Song Yunge, she immediately put away her smile and snorted, "Junior Brother Song, are you here to find Junior Sister Yang?"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "Senior Sister Gu is still angry."

After Feng Jin stepped into Sword Master, Gu Jingyin kept looking at him coldly, her resentment still persisting.

When she thought that Feng Jin was almost killed, she felt lingering fear, and she was so angry that she would never forgive him.

Gu Jingyin gave him a blank look: "I'm too lazy to talk to you, Junior Sister Yang is not here."

Song Yunge said: "Where did she go?"

"I don't know!" Gu Jingyin glared at him, snorted heavily, and floated away lightly.

Song Yunge shook his head helplessly.

Although Gu Jingyin was angry with herself, she would not lie to herself, then Yang Yunyan was really gone.

He had no choice but to go to the Chaoran Building alone, order a table of dishes, and taste them slowly.

At this time, he missed Yang Yunyan very much. .

Even if the two of them have no relationship between men and women, she is so beautiful and so eye-catching, she will feel comfortable watching eating, and she can talk and laugh unscrupulously, which is even more enjoyable.

Yang Yunyan had been arguing for him to invite him to the Chaoran Building for a meal. It's a pity that she couldn't make it this time!
He was holding his wine glass and laughing, "Bang!" The table was slapped.

The faint fragrance overwhelmed the aroma of wine and vegetables, and floated into his nostrils, and his rosy and delicate face came into view.

"Miss Mei." Song Yunge smiled while pinching the wine glass, "You're so angry!"

Mei Ying tightened her jade face and stared at him coldly: "Song Yunge, you are so brave!"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "How do you say that?"

"Why are you pretending to be confused!" Mei Ying snorted, "How dare you take my elder brother to that kind of place!"

Song Yunge stretched out his hand: "Miss Mei sits down and talks, and everyone else is watching, thinking I'm a heartless man!"

Mei Ying glared at him fiercely, her mouth was open, she dared to say anything, she was not afraid of getting punished!

After all, she still sat across from Song Yunge and asked coldly, "Why did you take my elder brother there?"

"Easing up the relationship with Brother Mei, turning hostility into friendship, I am full of hospitality. From the current point of view, we have indeed turned an enemy into a friend. Congratulations." Song Yunge took a sip of wine and waved.

Xiao Er ran over.

Song Yunge stretched out his hand towards Mei Ying.

Xiao Er ran over with a smile and took the silver chopsticks and jade cup.

Song Yunge personally poured the wine for her and brought it to her: "Come, let's turn our enemies into friends and have a drink together!"

"Who has turned an enemy into a friend with you!" Mei Ying didn't take the cup.

Song Yunge said with a smile: "We have fought side by side before. Could it be that we will cross the river and tear down the bridge, turning our faces and denying people?"

Mei Ying gave him a white look, took the jade cup and hummed: "My eldest brother is a simple person, how can you take him to such a place!"

Song Yunge drank it all in one gulp and raised the jade cup.

Mei Ying snorted and drank it all in one gulp.

After all, he was able to kill the Demon Lord at that time, he made great efforts, and he was able to be promoted to the Sword Master, and his great achievements all depended on him.

Song Yunge sighed and shook his head, "Miss Mei, I can tell that you don't treat Brother Mei as your eldest brother, but take care of him as your son."

Mei Ying said: "Brother, he is pure after all."

Song Yunge said: "You mean he is stupid."

"Who said that!" Mei Ying immediately raised her eyebrows.

Song Yunge laughed and said: "You take care of him everywhere, just like treating a child. If this goes on, he will never be able to stand alone. Will you always stay by his side?"

Mei Ying snorted, "At least he became Sword Master."

Song Yunge shook his head: "So what about Sword Master, if you don't practice everything, Sword Master will still be cheated to death."

"You still have reason!" Mei Ying said angrily.

Song Yunge poured her another glass of wine, and sighed: "Brother Mei can't hide under your wings forever, while you are by his side, let him do it, and he can take care of it if he makes a mistake."

Mei Ying frowned, and took the jade cup.

Song Yunge said: "Miss Mei, what you should worry about is yourself, not brother Mei."

"Why should I worry?"

"Zhu Tianhua's elder brother."

(End of this chapter)