One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

"General Song, you and I have no grievances or enmities, I don't need to entrap you..." Jiang Xinlian began to change the subject slowly again.

Song Yun pressed on every step of the way, "It is precisely because there is no injustice or enmity that I want to investigate clearly and see who is doing the tricks!"

Conversation deadlocked, the two sides confronted each other.

In the eyes of other ghosts and immortals in Dianzang Pagoda, it was Song Yun who passed the test and still stood still, with murderous aura overflowing from him, making people fearful.

Everyone whispered, "What's going on? The test is obviously over?"

After a while, I saw Song Yun's long sword unsheathed around his waist, shining coldly and frighteningly.

Inside the collection tower, a cold wind blows from itself, and the cold murderous aura lingers between the rows of bookshelves. Everyone is so shocked that they can't read the books. They only feel the chills all over their bodies, and they subconsciously maintain a state of high vigilance.

"Who released the breath in the tower? This is too scary."

"Who else could have such a murderous look? Of course it's Song Lan." Someone smiled wryly.

"The use of force is strictly prohibited in the collection tower, which is prohibited."

During the discussion, an angry shout came from the direction of the eighth floor:

"Jiang Xinlian, Song must explain this matter today!"

All Taoist practitioners looked at each other in blank dismay, realizing that this was a conflict between the top powerhouses.

One is the Nine Thunder Tribulations of the Ghost Immortal, and the other is the peak of the Martial Saint, both are existences that cannot be offended.

There were still some who wanted to complain, so they swallowed the words back, put down the book and planned to watch the fun quietly.

Gu Kang'an, who was guarding the Daofa Collection Tower, flew up in a hurry. Seeing this posture, he was angry and anxious, and wanted to go up to dissuade him, but when he saw the shining long sword, he stopped timidly and asked with a bitter face:
"General Song, haven't you been doing well recently? Why did it suddenly become like this?"

Song Yun glanced at him, knowing that this person was in charge of maintaining order in the tower, he had no real power, and this matter had nothing to do with him.

Looking around the stairs, it was already full of spectators.

They couldn't do anything else if they weren't here to watch, the murderous aura in the air put too much pressure on them.

Song Yun shook his head slightly, "Forget it, after all, this collection tower is a place for studying and studying, so it's not appropriate to make trouble."

Gu Kang'an and Jiang Xinlian's phantom just breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard another sentence behind it——

"I heard that the mansion of the Treasurer Order is not far away? Then Song will come to visit and see if you are in retreat!"

Speaking of white clothes, the man disappeared directly into the tower.

There was a burst of exclamation all around.

The Dianzang Pagoda has arranged many formations all year round, suppressing everyone's strength to prevent chaos.

Except for Gu Kang'an, who is on duty, the rest of the people in the tower cannot fly, they can only walk slowly, and their combat power is also limited.

But Song Yun flew away so quickly that even the ghosts and fairies next to him couldn't see it clearly. Is this really a suppressed state?
"The pinnacle of the Martial Saint, it really is the top combat power, this is a good show..."

Many people also had no intention of reading, and simply left the Dianzang Pagoda and walked towards Jiang Xinlian's mansion.

As a collection order, Jiang Xinlian is not the elder of the imperial court who controls military power and political power, but her realm is here, her status is noble, and the specifications of Jiang's mansion are also ranked first in Yangcheng. It covers an area of ​​nearly one hundred hectares, magnificent and luxuriously decorated. …

The surrounding areas are also residences of important people, and they are very clean on weekdays, with very few idlers coming in and out.

Today it became lively.

Song Yun stood in front of the gate of Jiangfu, with a long sword on his waist, and a solemn face.

The guards on both sides of the gate immediately scolded: "Who is coming? Why do you bring weapons to the door?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a bluestone token thrown up.

Song Yundao: "I am Song Lan, the first lieutenant general of the Xiexie Guard, and I am here to pay a special visit today."

"Song Lan..." The guards looked at each other with shock.

The name of "Song Lan" was once spread all over Yangcheng. Although I haven't heard it mentioned much recently, these guards still remember the name of the pinnacle of Martial Saint.

A guard in the center stepped out and saluted respectfully: "The Treasure Order is currently in retreat. General Song can come back later. I'm very sorry."

Song Yun sneered: "Then why do I have to see her today? If I don't see anyone, Song won't leave!"

The faces of the guards changed drastically, and then Song Yun shouted:

"Jiang Xinlian, do you dare to come out to see me?"

The sound was not intentionally uttered throughout the city, but the sound was so loud that it could be heard clearly within a few miles.

It caused an uproar in an instant.

Collection Ling Jiang Xinlian, a top powerhouse who has been famous for a long time, who dares to call her name in public?

It's still such a provocative question.

This was a complete commotion, and people who didn't know the situation of the collection tower began to wonder what happened.

The surrounding streets and alleys slowly filled with people, watching from a distance, wanting to see how this conflict would end.

With Song Yun's murderous look on his face, the guards didn't dare to speak too loudly, so they could only warn lightly:

"General Song, you are really disrespectful, be careful to be impeached by the censor!"

Song Yun smiled, "Let's impeach him. If your master doesn't say anything, I still have ways to be less polite."

At this moment, the gate of the Jiang Mansion is closed tightly, blocked by a peak martial artist, and no one dares to enter or leave.

The surrounding area is almost full of people.

The top powerhouses that everyone sees on weekdays are all high-ranking, steady and low-key, and rarely show their faces.

This is the first time in my life that Wu Shengfeng went to block the door of the Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortal.

The guards of the Jiang Manor were angry and anxious. Today's incident will definitely make the Jiang Mansion lose face.

But no one dared to "drive away" Song Yun.

The guards stood still at the door, that was the guard mansion, and it was not easy for the other party to do anything.

But if he took the initiative to go out and was slapped to death by others, there was nothing the Jiang family could do.

The two sides stalemate for a long time, finally, Jiang Xinlian's spiritual sense sound transmission sounded in the void.

The voice sounded old and tired.

"Hey, General Song, why are you doing this... please come in."

The guards also heard the order, looked at Song Yun with complicated eyes, and opened the door immediately.

"General, please hand over your weapons first..."

Before the guard finished speaking, Song Yun put his hand on the hilt of his sword and strode in.

They secretly complained, but no one really dared to unload the sword, they could only watch Song Yun's back disappear into the depths of the porch.

After Song Yun entered Jiangfu, his spiritual sense was fully activated, and he quickly locked a position.

Without needing someone to lead the way, she went straight to Jiang Xinlian's retreat.

This is a small courtyard, under the gazebo in front of the courtyard, Jiang Xinlian stood by the pillars of the pavilion, looking at Song Yun with angry and helpless eyes.

These top powerhouses are all in the officialdom, and they are relatively smooth in their actions. She has never seen someone as direct and domineering as Song Yun's style, and now she has a terrible headache.

"General Song, you have been arguing to see the old man, now that we have met, what else do you have to say?"

Song Yun looked at the old woman under the gazebo, took a step, flexed his fingers, and moved forward slightly.

"Learn about the methods of the Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortals!"