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

Chapter 48 Battle in the Dark Room
If it was a congenital martial artist who received the sword, his hand would have been severed at this time.

But before Song Yun's bronze sword touched the opponent's skin, he encountered an invisible resistance.

The sword's momentum gradually stagnated, and finally only cut a half-inch deep wound on his wrist.

Martial arts masters can not only turn luck into strength, but also condense strength into armor.

As long as you have enough physical strength, your whole body will be covered with stellar qi, and your defense is better than that of a heavy armor. You can also gather the stellar qi at the parts that are about to be attacked as your mind changes.

Song Yun felt a little regretful, but the grandmaster of Zhaixinglou was taken aback, his figure retreated violently again, and he was uncertain in his heart.

"Why is this man's falling sword so precise? Can he see it with his eyes? Impossible."

Before he could figure it out, Song Yun caught up with his sword again, aggressively attacking, as if he was a higher-level martial arts master.

When the field of view is unclear, [Anxi Real-time Map] is equivalent to a pair of perspective eyes.

However, Grandmaster Zhaxinglou can only listen to the sound to identify the position, or sense the wind direction and breath, and his perception is much blurred.

Song Yun purposely uses flexible and stealthy sword moves, such as the killing sword "Cutting the Deer Neck" in "Slaying and Fighting the Sword", or the "Clear Water Spiritual Snake Transformation", to make it more difficult for the enemy to react to his attack.

Two consecutive swords cut the opponent's hands and wrists.

But at this time, the master also withdrew from the range of black smoke and recovered his eyesight.

Song Yun immediately withdrew his sword and stopped, not taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

Grandmaster Zhaixinglou looked down at the bleeding wrist, and tyrannical anger appeared in his cold eyes. He sealed the wound with stellar energy, held the short blade tightly, and slashed forward frantically.

咻咻咻... The blades cut through the night sky continuously, and a series of knives flew out, intertwined with each other, forming an invisible sharp net.

The "knife net" went through the wind, and intersecting gaps appeared in the thick black smoke, and several corpses lying on the ground were instantly torn apart.

Immediately, the ground burst apart, and more than a dozen long and narrow knife marks nearly one foot deep emerged amidst the flying sand and gravel.

The terrifying combat power of a martial arts master is immediately revealed, even if it is only in the initial stage of the master, the attack power is far above the innate.

But Grandmaster Zhaoxinglou was furious at this moment, his eyes almost popped out.

Because no one was hit.

After repeated setbacks, his mentality was a little out of balance, and he couldn't help shouting towards the black smoke:

"Where is the person? Get out! Didn't you have a lot of fun just now? I'm standing here, you continue to chop!"

Whoosh——from the other end of the black smoke, Song Yun flew out lightly, as fast as a frightened bird, and ran towards the ruins of the city.

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't catch you kid!"

Compared with the previous middle-aged grandmaster surnamed Jiang in Xuanji Pavilion, this grandmaster was slightly weaker in combat power, but faster in movement. In a rage, he chased at full speed and bit Song Yun behind him, and soon another knife was struck. Gang cut out.

Song Yun's vigilance never let up, and he immediately moved away.

With a bang, Dao Gang passed by, tore open the night clothes, and left a notch on the armguard of the fish-scale black armor.

However, Song Yun's body suddenly rose, and he rushed into the ruins of the house on the right.

Hidden there was an escaped assassin from Zhaixinglou, who was huddled in a corner, blending with the shadows, thinking that the clothes were perfect, but suddenly seeing Song Yun, he was dumbfounded.

Song Yun slapped the killer's weapon away, grabbed his neck tightly, and turned his head, "If you slash me, I'll kill one of your subordinates, isn't it too much?"

The grand master yelled: "Zhu Zi'an dare!"

Kacha, with a twist of the wrist, the killer's neck snapped and his body collapsed to the ground.

Song Yun laughed and rushed out of the ruins, and walked away amidst the roar of the master of Zhaxinglou.

The two chased and fled, fighting while running, Song Yun received a total of four or five blows, but fortunately the distance was far away, and he was blocked by the armor, so he only suffered some internal injuries.

However, the killers of the Zhaixing Pavilion who fled into the city were all caught up and killed without any power to fight back.

Song Yun's martial arts realm is close to the sixth level, and his swordsmanship, body skills, and bronze sword are all at the level of the earth - this configuration even surpasses some masters, and his combat power is naturally far better than that of ordinary innates.

Killing these killers is just a matter of convenience, and it doesn't even affect him dodging attacks from behind.

The master of Zhaxinglou looked more and more frightened at the back, and was puzzled in his heart——

There is no problem with these subordinates hiding themselves, they are already very concealed, how did Song Yun find them?
"Could it be that the core inheritance of the Ghost Slayer Sect is not limited to "Sky Ghost Hidden Shadow Art"? That kid's swordsmanship is also very special, hiss... catch him, I'm afraid the harvest will be far beyond imagination!"

In addition to being angry, the greed in Grandmaster's eyes became more and more obvious.

After running at full speed for this period, Song Yun's speed was obviously slower, and because of the delay of those killers, Grandmaster Zhaxinglou was able to attack melee easily.

This is not in the black smoke. Once he gets close, his combat power will be fully displayed, and his innate realm is by no means an opponent!
Victory was just around the corner, Grandmaster Zhaxinglou's eyes were burning, his breathing became heavier, and the short blade in his hand was raised high.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Song Yun suddenly jumped to the right, plunged into the ruins, and disappeared suddenly!

The eyelids of Grandmaster Zhaixinglou twitched, "What's going on? Did he really see a ghost? Impossible..."

He hurried to the ruins, lowered his head and searched around, and soon found a secret door deep in the shadows.

"I see."

Grandmaster Zhaixinglou raised his eyebrows, and smirked a few times triumphantly, "So this is your trick, no wonder a group of people can't find you. And the disappearing corpse, it seems that they are all hidden underground."

"Hey, your trump card has been completely exposed, how long can you resist? Obediently spit out the inheritance."

He opened the secret door and saw a narrow tunnel with only one person's width behind it, he hesitated a little.

This tunnel is too narrow, and it is inconvenient to move around while walking in it, and it may be attacked.

But listening to the rustling sound in the depths of the tunnel, Grandmaster understood that Song Yun was fleeing quickly, and if he didn't go in, it might be too late!
"Come in! I have a body shield of stellar qi, a little talent, can you still kill me?"

Greed still overwhelmed prudence, the grandmaster of Zhaxinglou gritted his teeth, lit a fire and threw it down, turned over and burrowed into the tunnel.

Following the bright light all the way down, he was cautiously on guard, all the energy in his body was ready to go, waiting for Song Yun's attack, and prepared the means to counterattack and win.

The clinker was safe and sound, and went through the tunnel smoothly all the way to the cellar.

As soon as the master landed, he was surprised to find that Song Yun didn't run away, but stayed in the dark cellar waiting!

Under Song Yun's feet, five black smoke stones sneered and released black smoke quickly, which quickly swallowed the light of the fire pocket, and gradually dyed the cellar into pitch black.

In the darkness, a young man's cold and stern voice sounded:

"You said the feng shui of the cemetery I chose is not good? This is the burial place I chose for you. How about the feng shui?"

Hearing the murderous voice, Grandmaster Zhaixinglou shuddered, and finally understood Song Yun's true intention.

Darkness is the young man's favorite home field.

If you want to leave now and go into the narrow tunnel, you will be courting death.

Grandmaster couldn't leave, and of course Song Yun couldn't leave either.

Only stay and fight.

"Come on! I want to see, you are an innate, what confidence do you have to fight to the death with me! Your eyes are bright at night, then I will dig them out for you!" Grandmaster Zhaxinglou drew out two short blades and shouted loudly .

Two black figures melted into the darkness, flickered, collided, and passed by——

All the pictures disappeared, leaving only the chaotic sounds reverberating in the small cellar, which lasted for a long time.

The sound of the sword is like the chant of a dragon, the sound of a knife is like the chirping of a crane, and the gushing energy is like a huge wave flying into the sky.

Two quick breaths, the sharp sound of swords clashing, the harsh sound of armor breaking, the scream of hidden weapons piercing through the air, the muffled sound of body hitting the wall...

The liquid slides down, tick-tock.

(End of this chapter)