sword from heaven

Chapter 525
The three of them soon came to the top of a mountain and stopped.

Two white lights flew out of Song Yunge's sleeve and shot into a boulder.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, the boulder shattered into fragments and scattered, revealing a figure behind the boulder.

The boulder disappeared, and his face clearly appeared in front of everyone, but he was a handsome young man.

He was dressed in a purple robe, his face was like a crown jade, his eyes were warm, elegant and gentle, and he was as graceful as a good son in a troubled world.

He looked at Song Yunge calmly, shook his head and said, "Why did this brother do such a murderous thing? Isn't it too vicious?"

Song Yunge said: "Where do you come from beyond the sky?"

The purple-robed young man raised his thick eyebrows, and said with a smile, "What do you say, brother?"

"Although your words are similar to those here, there is always a hint of weirdness in your tone, expression, and behavior. You should be aware of it?" Song Yunge smiled: "There is no need to hide it, Ming people don't speak dark words in front of you."

The young man in purple robe showed a dazed expression, looked at him, then at Wu Youxue and Leng Biluo, and finally his eyes fell on Wu Youxue: "You two girls, I really don't understand what happened."

Wu Youxue looked at him thoughtfully, urging her mind to sense, trying to find out if it was true or not, and if it was the man she was looking for.

She couldn't sense anything from this purple-robed youth, as if he wasn't the one she was looking for.

But she believed in Song Yunge very much.

She always felt that the senior brother would not mistake the person, and if he chased this person, it should be this person, she just wanted to make sure.

Leng Biluo let out a chuckle and shook his head: "I really don't shed tears when I see the coffin, so there is no need to pretend anymore, as Xie Baixuan said, although you pretend to be our appearance, even though your speech and behavior are the same, but you always If there is a trace of disharmony, it cannot deceive us!"

The young man in purple robe showed a wry smile, and looked at Wu Youxue wrongly: "Girl, I really don't understand what's going on!"

Leng Biluo turned to look at Song Yunge: "Young Master Xie, what good idea do you have?"

Song Yunge said: "Such a blunt mouth, there is no good way, but to kill, junior sister, have you figured it out?"

Wu Youxue frowned, and shook her head slightly.

She hasn't been able to sense it yet, and she hasn't been able to figure out whether this man is the one she is looking for.

Song Yunge said with a smile: "Junior Sister, then capture him and investigate slowly. As long as you take away the treasures on him, or seal his mind, you can figure it out, right?"

"Yes." Wu Youxue said: "Don't hurt his life first, what if you make a mistake?"

Song Yunge smiled and said, "You don't think there is any problem with a person who makes you unable to see the depth of my junior sister?"

"It's not many that I can't see, but it's not necessarily him." Wu Youxue frowned and shook her head lightly, "It still doesn't work."

"Catch it first!" Song Yunge said in a deep voice.

He can be sure that it is this young man, he will never be wrong, he trusts his intuition and eyes.

Having already experienced three worlds, his eyesight is particularly sharp, especially for visitors from outside the sky, he can tell something is wrong at a glance.

This purple-robed young man was extremely wrong, and he could tell it at a glance. Although there was no flaw, it gave him the feeling that something was wrong.

He glanced at Leng Biluo.

Leng Biluo has more experience, so he should have the same judgment as himself.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi!" Amidst the whistling sound, white light flickered, faintly visible, faster than the eyes could catch.

Also faster than you can react.

The purple-robed youth flickered like a shadow, barely avoiding the pursuit of the two white lights.

Wu Youxue said: "Brother, didn't you just catch him?"

"That's right, I can't die." Song Yunge said.

Wu Youxue closed her mouth and watched without saying a word.

She finally decided to believe Song Yunge, and as he said, as long as she caught him, she could judge.

Leng Biluo said: "Xie Baixuan, can you do it, but you can't take it down?!"

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "His movement skills are truly outstanding! Duh!"

His last word turned into a broken drink.

The eyes of the two women suddenly went blank, and they were at a loss.

When he woke up, he found that the purple-robed youth was already shaking his arms, his face pale as paper.

In this short time, he has been severely injured.

It seemed to be just a wound, but the violent and strange power was constantly surging, tossing rivers and seas in his body.

This violent and strange power kept destroying his body, aggravating his injuries every moment.

His internal strength is amazing, but he can't suppress Song Yunge's strange power - a power formed by mixing the minds of the three worlds.

Wu Youxue let out a long sigh of relief.

She felt that the purple-robed youth had already fallen into Song Yunge's net, and no matter how hard he struggled, it would be futile.

"Om..." A strange sound suddenly came out from the body of the purple-robed youth, and then a ray of light emerged from his body.

This ray of light seemed to shoot out from the deepest part of the body, washing away all the strange powers, but unfortunately it failed to wipe away Song Yunge's power.

The face of the purple-robed youth suddenly turned pale, as if he was about to die, and the blood energy in his body was rapidly exhausting.

He shook his head secretly and sighed.

After all, it is a body that has been seized, and one can only use [-]% of one's own strength, otherwise how could one lose? !
If it's your own body, no matter how weird this power is, it can't hurt it, it's enough to block it.

Song Yunge smiled, and the two white lights suddenly sped up, and then "chichi" pierced through the arms of the purple-robed youth.

The arms of the purple-robed youth drooped down, and his figure suddenly flashed, turning reality into nothingness, and he was about to run away.

Song Yunge stepped forward suddenly and pressed his palm on his chest.

This time, the movement was as fast as a small sword, and it came in an instant, and the palm of his hand was already pressed against the chest of the purple-robed youth.

"Boom!" The purple-robed youth let out a muffled sound, then fell limply and closed his eyes.

Song Yunge let out a long sigh of relief.

He had already guessed that the purple-robed youth was reborn from the body, so he could not let the soul escape, so that he could obtain its memory.

He quickly walked around the purple-robed youth with both hands, and then took out a few jade bottles, and nothing else.

Song Yunge shook his head in disappointment, hoping for some extraterrestrial treasure, but there was nothing.

"It's him!" Wu Youxue nodded happily, and sighed: "I didn't expect him to be so powerful, it should be a mental method, isn't it?"

Song Yunge nodded.

Without treasures, it is naturally the mental method that conceals the secrets of the sky. It is indeed an extremely mysterious mental method, and it is worth learning.

"Since it's his words, then we can't spare him." Wu Youxue looked at the purple-robed youth: "Brother, I'm going to kill him."

Song Yunge said: "Let me do it, don't get your hands dirty."

"Killing this kind of guy is not dirty." Wu Youxue said, but she didn't move, she was about to kill someone suddenly, and she had no resistance, she couldn't do it.

But Song Yunge didn't hinder him, and lightly pressed the purple-robed youth's chest, directly killing him, and then waited for his soul to leave his body.

"Bold!" A roar sounded in his ears like thunder.

Song Yunge's eyes shook violently, like an earthquake.

He tried his best to calm down and opened his eyes wide to see, but he saw that the purple robed youth's eyes were already wide open, his light was as cold as lightning, and he waved his palms at the same time.

Song Yunge retreated quickly.

The purple-robed youth pursued him closely, and his speed was so fast that Song Yunge was injured when he met him with two palms.

(End of this chapter)