Wu Lin Jiu Tian

Early morning hours.

At the entrance of the back mountain of the Song Family, there was silence everywhere, and the chirping of birds and insects could be heard clearly, only a solitary thatched hut stood tall.This is the forbidden area of ​​the Song family, and few people come here on weekdays.

A young man wearing a brocade cap and luxurious clothes stood on a hillside, looking into the depths of the Song family's back mountain. Two Song family guards stood upright behind him.

Faintly, whispering voices could be heard.

"Hey, tell me, can that trash Song Fan come out of the back mountain of the Song family alive?" a guard whispered.

"Come out from the mountain behind the Song family? Just rely on him? Hehe, according to my opinion, he might have died in the mouth of monsters long ago, leaving no bones left." Another guard sneered.

"Right!"

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Hearing the voices of the two guards discussing, Song Zhen couldn't help laughing, he didn't believe that even if he was killed, Song Fan could survive for a month in the back mountain of the Song family.

tread!tread!tread!

The sound of rhythmic footsteps came suddenly, and the source of the sound came from the mountain behind the Song family.

The smile on Song Zhen's face froze.

A handsome young man with a bulging package on his shoulders, humming a ditty, strode out from the mountain behind the Song family, whoever it was.

As soon as he walked out of the back mountain of the Song family, he saw Song Zhen and others, and Song Fan was also slightly taken aback.

Then, after thinking about it for a while, he understood what the hell Song Zhen was up to. It was not about his own life or death, but mostly because he wanted to confirm whether he was dead or not.

"It's a pity that Song Zhen will be disappointed." Song Fan sneered inwardly.

Song Zhen saw Song Fan walking out of the back mountain of the Song family safe and sound, his face was full of precious light, he was full of energy, and his cultivation seemed to be improving, his face suddenly became gloomy, and a murderous intent emerged in his heart.

"Song Fan, your life is quite big." Song Zhen said in a bad tone.

Song Fan frowned, and said mockingly: "Oh? Master Song Zhen condescends to wait here, isn't it to see me walk out of the Song family's back mountain safely?"

"Heh..." The corners of Song Zhen's eyes twitched violently, and he sneered, "I'm waiting here specially to send you on your way."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two Song family guards behind him moved instantly, one from the left and the other from the right rushed out, and each slapped Song Fan, forming a left and right attack.

"Death!" The two Song family guards looked grim.

Song Fan's face suddenly turned cold.

"This Song Zhen has such a vicious heart!"

"He is waiting here to kill me!"

"According to the Song family's family rules, killing people of the same clan is punishable by death, but Song Zhen is not afraid at all. Song Junwei is probably instigated behind this matter."

Seeing the situation in front of him, Song Fan didn't know that Song Zhen wanted to kill him. After thinking about it for a while, he understood Song Zhen's intention.

This is the forbidden area of ​​the Song family, and few people come here on weekdays.Even if Song Zhen kills himself, no one will know. At that time, everyone will think that he died in the back mountain of the Song family, and no one will say anything.

"Two dog slaves, be bold!"

"How dare you do anything to me, it's a capital offense! I'm the young master of the Song family!"

Song Fan let out a loud shout.

"Hey, what a bullshit young master, go to hell!"

The two guards of the Song family turned a blind eye to it, with cruel smiles on their lips, and their shots became even more ruthless.

Song Fan's face immediately turned livid. These two Song family guards were Song Junwei's confidantes. If not, they would not have dared to kill him.

Naturally, he wouldn't sit still. The moment the two Song family guards moved, his waist twisted, and he quickly took a few steps forward. Instead of retreating, he moved forward to meet the two Song family guards.

"Boy, court death!" The two Song family guards were immediately overjoyed, and one even sneered.

Both of them have the fifth level of strength training, and it is not easy to deal with a mere good-for-nothing young master.

Seeing that Song Fan actually had a head-on confrontation with the two Song family guards, Song Zhen also showed joy on his face.

"Huh!" With a cold snort, when Song Fan approached the two guards, he stomped on the ground with his soles, leaped a few big steps, swished, and instantly passed through the gap between the two guards.

"Huh?" The two guards didn't expect that Song Fan would speed up again at such a close distance, they were stunned for a moment.

"Not good!" A guard lost his voice.

Another guard also realized that something was wrong.

At this time, Song Fan had already rushed towards Song Zhen.

"Huh?" Song Zhen's face changed rapidly, and the corner of his mouth grinned slightly. Song Fan's target turned out to be himself.

"Forget it, let me personally..." Song Zhen said with a sneer, just halfway through his words, his head suddenly became dizzy, and his mind was a little lost.

"Hoo!" "Hoo!" "Hoo!"

A deafening roar of the tiger came into his mind. In his eyes, Song Fan opened his teeth and danced his claws at this moment, like a real tiger delivering a fatal blow, carrying a kind of evil spirit all over his body.

"Tiger strike!" Song Fan's palms turned into tiger claws, resembling a tiger.

Song Zhen's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his back, but he clenched his teeth and unexpectedly did not back down.He knew very well that once he retreated, Song Fan's aura would become stronger and he would be even more dangerous.

Song Zhen knew clearly that he underestimated Song Fan's strength.He bit the bullet and took a step forward, scolded lightly, with his arms crossed in front of him.

The tiger hit Song Zhen's arms, and with a click, the arms made a piercing sound of breaking, obviously broken, and then Song Zhen groaned, and flew out with his back on his back.

Song Zhen flew away with one blow, Song Fan's expression was as usual, kicking, kicking... the soles of his feet kicked hard on the ground a few times, borrowed some strength, and chased after Song Zhenfei again.

"Come again!" Flying to catch up with Song Zhen's receding body, Song Fan sneered, and immediately punched Song Zhen's head.

The fist was blown out with strong wind, Song Fan's punch was even fierce, without any reservation, Song Zhen was scared out of his wits.

Song Zhen turned pale with shock, and said anxiously: "Song Fan, how dare you!"

"Song Fan, stop!" The two guards also turned pale and roared angrily.

"Dare! Of course I dare! Why don't I dare!"

Song Fan sneered again and again, but he was not prepared to stop at all. Just now, Song Zhen ordered the two guards to kill him, but he showed no mercy.

At this moment, Song Zhen's body was still in mid-air, unable to control himself, he could only watch Song Fan's fists coming, but he had no power to dodge.

"Oh, stop!"

An old voice suddenly sounded, listening carefully, it was actually coming from a simple thatched hut at the side.

The next moment, a plainly dressed old man in gray appeared in front of the hut, stretched out his palm and shook it slightly, Song Fan and Song Zhen felt their bodies lost control and suddenly stagnated in midair.

At this time, Song Fan's fist was only an inch away from Song Zhen's head.

"This is..." Song Fan swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his face was changing, he knew immediately that this matter alarmed the old seniors who guarded the Song family's back mountain!