There was originally a vast bright moon hanging in the sky, sprinkling a bright night light to cut through the darkness ahead for those who walked at night, but at this moment, he quietly hid in the clouds, as if anticipating what might happen next.

This made the already dim broken temple even darker as ink, and he couldn’t see his five fingers.

But the sound of footsteps slowly approaching him was incomparably clear in this silent night, and the slow and heavy steps were like a heavy hammer hitting Huang Rong’s heart.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Rao is known as Huang Rong, who is known as the Zhuge of the female middle, and some clever women are difficult to cook without rice, and they don’t know how to deal with the current situation.

But she didn’t give up there, looked at the blurry figure in the night, and said out loud:

“Song Shaoxia, don’t make a mistake again and again!”

Song Ye did not hesitate because of Huang Rong’s admonition, and made a decisive move.

According to the guess of the system’s qi luck value, one pair of poison can get a hundred points, which should be even more if it causes more serious injuries.

Therefore, Song Ye did not have the slightest hesitation, taking advantage of Huang Rong’s inability to move now, without any backhand, to verify this conjecture.

Sure enough, as he guessed, when a palm sprayed blood from Huang Rong’s mouth, the system gave relevant prompts in time.

“Gas luck value +1.”

This made Song Ye feel happy in his heart and continued to strike.

Until the obtained qi luck value crossed the threshold of one thousand, Song Ye stopped, not that he didn’t want to continue, but he wasted so much time here, grinding down, maybe he would be caught up by other people.

At that time, it is a fool’s dream to escape, and now Huang Rong has been seriously injured by him, such a grudge has been formed, if he is caught, the devil knows what will happen.

In order to cope with the future crisis, Song Ye did not hesitate, and Song Ye conducted a lottery.

“Let’s hope there is something good.”

This is the guarantee of his future life, which has caused the current situation and requires strong strength to deal with it.

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect.”

The cold prompt sound of the system sounded in his mind, which made Song Ye stunned for a while.

“Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect?!”

Ten thousand qi is self-generated, the sword rushes to the waste cave, returns to the yuan martial arts, and Zong Yuan is a master.

This supreme treasure book of kendo from the Fengyun world, the key to divine skills flowed in Song Ye’s mind.

For the great name of the return of ten thousand swords to the sect, Song Ye is very clear, once used, ten thousand swords return to the sect like a servant to see the lord, the sword move is out, the sharp sword qi is born from the body, the body shape can turn into a green smoke, the body emits countless sword qi, and can also manipulate ten thousand swords to attack.

Moreover, this martial art requires self-funded martial arts to cultivate, which is just suitable for Song Ye, who has been abolished martial arts.

The so-called self-generation of ten thousand qi is the heart technique of ten thousand swords returning to the sect to cultivate true qi, and the sword rushing to the waste cave is the way to deal with the cultivator when he is weak after the abolition of martial arts.

You can absorb the power of others, not only can you frustrate the enemy, but you can also use this to penetrate your own waste cave, but the power sucked, after use, the excess needs to be discharged immediately, unlike the North Hells Divine Skill, which can be completely used for oneself.

“Thank you, Mrs. Guo!”

Song Ye thanked sincerely.

Perhaps it was the good luck brought by Mrs. Guo that allowed her to draw the most suitable martial arts for herself at the moment, or the supreme kendo treasure book, and it was natural to say a word of thanks.

The most important thing is that the ten thousand swords are handsome to use, just as the so-called strong is temporary, because he will become stronger and stronger, but handsome is for a lifetime.

Huang Rong, who was originally Muran, heard this thank you full of gratitude, and suddenly changed, completely ignoring his injuries just now, not only did his body not recover to the heyday of the Dao, but the true qi dispersed by the drug in his body could not recover by thirty percent.

Turning over, the True Qi movement was the heart-destroying palm of the Nine Yin True Sutra, which hit Song Ye’s chest.

Song Ye was not shocked and rejoiced, and the key of the sword rushing to the waste cave was operating, not dodging or evading, and incorporating the true qi carried by Huang Rong’s palm into his body to repair his injuries.

“Mrs. Guo, let’s hurry up and heal her injuries.”

Song Ye looked at Huang Rong, who was close at hand, and kindly reminded.

“Traitor!”

Huang Rong was also horrified in her heart, feeling that her true qi was like mud like the sea, and exclaimed:

“You actually absorb the Great Technique?!”

Many years ago, the ancient three links of the Ming Kingdom realm absorbed the internal power of hundreds of people from the Eight Gates Sect in one night, making this martial art famous, but no one knew that the black hand behind this was the Iron Guts God Marquis of the Ming Kingdom Dragon Guarding Villa.

“Rong’er..”

Just as he was about to answer, a voice outside came from far and near, and Song Ye, who was lurking in Xiangyang City, heard it, this was Ke Zhenxi’s voice.

Although Ke Zhenxie, who had not won the fight and pretended to be better than that who had not lost, only had acquired cultivation, this person’s appearance meant that the others should also be almost there.

Although he is in the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect, he has the sword rushing to the waste cave and is not afraid of group fighting, but after being entangled for a long time, the situation is not easy to clean up.

Therefore, Song Ye dispelled the idea of entanglement, borrowed the true qi obtained from Huang Rong, and operated with the willow body, his body was like a willow leaf, and in an instant, he opened the distance.

Before leaving, Song Ye’s last words also came.

“Mrs. Guo, the road to the rivers and lakes is far away, there must be a chance to see you again, this time is not right, and I will definitely repay it in the future.”

“…”

With these words, Huang Rong, who had stabilized his injury, spewed out a mouthful of blood again in anger, gritted his teeth and drank, and was about to chase after True Qi, but Ke Zhenxi had already arrived.

Thinking of her Huang Rong, since her debut, He has suffered such a loss.

“Rong’er, how are you?”

Ke Zhen’s evil tone was full of worry, and then the old man’s face was angry and fierce again:

“That evil thief can catch up?”

The clever Huang Rong can also think that since Ke Zhen is evil, those who chase out with him are not far away, and they must quickly clean up, so as not to be seen as abnormal.

Huang Rong is also a person who wants face, and he doesn’t want the Shenhou Mansion to know that the so-called female Zhuge not only did not catch this little thief, but was seriously injured by Zhongji, but fortunately, Master Ke was blind and could not see the specific situation.

If this matter is spread, it will not only damage the prestige of her female Zhuge , but it may also have an impact on Brother Jing.

“I’m fine, Master Ke.”

Taking a few deep breaths, Huang Rong said calmly

“That thief has been severely injured by me and won’t live for a few days.”

“Good, good, good!”

When Ke Zhen heard it, his sense of justice burst with a sense of justice, and he heard that the evil thief had bowed his head, and he said good three times happily.

Although his hearing was extraordinary, he couldn’t hear that Huang Rong’s clothes in front of him were a little untidy, and his face was a little abnormal.

“Master Ke, you go out and wait for me first.”

Hearing Master Ke’s three cheers, Huang Rong’s heart twitched and spoke up.

Although it was a little unclear, Ke Zhenxi still walked out of the broken temple with an iron rod.

“Brother Jing..”

Silently reciting Brother Jing’s name, Huang Rong tried her best not to let others see her mistakes, sat down cross-legged, took out a hop jade dew pill from her arms, and tried to reduce the injury before the two ruthless gods of the iron hand arrived, at least not from the outside.

And at this moment, Song Ye, with the help of Huang Rong’s true qi, had already rushed to a nearby town, and after asking for a guest room, he couldn’t leave the house.

In the room, Song Ye sat cross-legged, his five hearts facing the sky, and the mental method of ten thousand swords returning to the sect was running, forcing the power he had absorbed before out of his body, and in his body, a sharp sword qi was also born.

“Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect is really powerful!”

Song Ye sighed in his heart, just for a while, his strength has recovered to three percent, although it has not returned to its heyday, but with the return of ten thousand swords, walking the rivers and lakes, there should be no big problem.

But this is far from enough, provoking Huang Rong, but not only a Guo Jing is so simple, behind Mrs. Guo, there are many strongmen, such as Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong, etc., that are all first-class masters.

Fortunately, this matter will only be known to you and me, and it is impossible for others to know, otherwise so many masters will come to find trouble, and Song Ye can only find a ravine to nest up, and wait for ten thousand swords to return to Zhongdacheng and then come out of the mountain.


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