Chapter 2467 Cutting Love (Fifth Watch)

"Song Zhanqing of the Bahuang faction!" A clear laugh sounded.

"Song Zhanqing!" Tang Yuan's face suddenly became gloomy, and his jade-like face suddenly turned into a piece of black iron. He gritted his teeth and said coldly: "I can think of Tang!"

This Song Zhanqing is one of the nine dragons of the Eight Desolation School, and one of the nine most powerful masters of the younger generation.

"I can only blame you for being blind." Song Zhanqing's voice sounded in the void, lingering and lingering: "You dare to kill our Bahuang Sect disciples, and even kill the grandson of an elder of our Bahuang Sect. You can't live without committing crimes!"

"No wonder!" Tang Yuan's face became more gloomy.

His heart kept sinking. The status of the elders of the Bahuang faction is very important. If a grandson of the elder of the Bahuang faction died, no matter how powerful he was, he would fight all the way up. Even if he could survive to the end by luck, he would face Bahuang It is absolutely unreasonable for the elders of the faction to die.

At this moment, he was full of despair, but he calmed down. Anyway, he was sure to die, so he went crazy and dragged more Bahuang Sect disciples to die, so he could have a companion on the road to Huangquan.

Chu Li Dayuan Jingzhi was still contemplating unhurriedly, and saw Song Zhanqing standing in the void, clearly standing there, but disappeared, as if there was an invisibility talisman, and it turned out to be completely integrated into the void.

This Song Zhanqing was tall and tall, handsome, with sword eyebrows and bright eyes.

When making the sound, Song Zhanqing was swimming in the void, like a fish swimming in the water, but the sound was clear and precise, not erratic because of it, but it was everywhere, but it was impossible to get a glimpse of his position through the sound.

Chu Li watched Song Zhanqing move freely in the void, his movements were gentle and graceful, and suddenly he had a flash of insight, and the Heavenly Demon's air-controlling skill had unknowingly improved a level, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Song Zhanqing's clear and bright voice sounded again: "Does Tang Xiangzhu want to drag a few people to be buried with him, or to fulfill them, abandoning himself and keeping them safe?"

"Song Zhanqing, you don't have to provoke people's hearts!" Tang Yuan said coldly: "The duty of the city lord is to kill those who violate the law and make trouble. You are justified and confident. You, the grandson of the elders of the Bahuang Sect, will be punished for your crimes!"

"Hehe..., you should go tell the elder about this." Song Zhanqing laughed loudly: "It seems that you are going to drag the doorman to die together, well, then I will fulfill you."

He suddenly appeared from behind Tang Yuan and slashed with his vertical palm.

Tang Yuan pushed hard with both palms.

"Huh..." There seemed to be a huge wave surging, turbulent, forming a sea of ​​spiritual energy around, flowers, plants and everything were swept into the air, tumbling and crashing towards Song Zhanqing, the momentum was earth-shattering.

With Song Zhanqing's slashing palm, the sea of ​​spiritual energy was split into two, and everything that stood in front of the palm turned into dust and split into two sides.

With this palm, he slashed out a saber energy, splitting the sea of ​​spiritual energy and hitting Tang Yuan.

"Bang!" Tang Yuan flew backwards, spraying a bloody arrow in the air.

"Bang bang bang bang..." He crashed through three walls in one breath, and finally landed on the street.

Song Zhanqing appeared behind him and patted it down with a light palm.

Tang Yuan fell limply to the ground, like a puddle of mud.

Song Zhanqing shook his head and sighed: "Master Tang, this is your own fault. These Qihai Sect disciples are considered accomplices. They can only die together to appease Elder Sun's anger."

Tang Yuan glared at him angrily but couldn't speak.

Song Zhanqing disappeared in place in a flash, and in the next moment, a series of sharp saber qi slashed at the guards of the city lord's mansion, and the guards flew out one by one.

Chu Li Dayuan Jingzhi observed that Xu Jingyi, a disciple of the Epiphyllum God Sect, was also in it, and was hit by a palm knife. At the moment of being hit by the knife, the short-lived dream turned into reality, and the knife energy was released.

Then she pretended to be hit by a knife, flew upside down and vomited blood arrows, then fell to the ground limply, motionless, and passed out.

Chu Li admired that Xu Jingyi's short-lived dream is indeed of a higher level than Fu Caiwei's.

The power of this Song Zhanqing's sword is astonishing, not only the pure and uniform sword strength condensed by the aura, but also mixed with a trace of void power, which arrives instantly regardless of the distance, and also mixed with spiritual power, Fu Caiwei can't get rid of this one knife.

Song Zhanqing cut thirty knives one at a time, then glanced at the Bahuang sect disciples who were panting heavily, nodded and said: "This action is very courageous. On behalf of Elder Sun, I will record the merit for you, and each of you will perform seven revolutions once."

Everyone was overjoyed, and they all clasped their fists in salute: "Thank you, Senior Brother Song!"

The power is divided into nine revolutions, and every nine revolutions can be upgraded by one level. Nine times of nine revolutions can be converted into an eight-revolution skill, and nine times of eight-revolution skills can be converted into a seven-revolution skill. .

Song Zhanqing waved his hand, his body flickered, and he came to a seriously injured Bahuang sect disciple, and stretched out his hand to pat lightly.

There was a big hole in the chest of this Bahuang sect disciple, but it was formed by being stabbed by the sword and twisted twice. The blood flowed like a pillar, his face was as pale as paper, the blood was almost drained, and his life was dying. Although he took the elixir, Still dying, life is weak.

With Song Zhanqing's palm, the big hole in his chest began to squirm immediately, and then healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a few breaths, it had been rejoined, and there was only a thin mark indicating that he had been injured.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Song!" The Bahuang Sect disciple clasped his fists with difficulty.

Song Zhanqing said: "It's rare that you are so sincere, I will report the truth to the head!"

"Yes." Everyone was even more excited.

They are happy after memorizing the Qizhuan skills, and they are even more excited when they can reach the head of the sect, which means that they will get one more time, and they will even be remembered by the master. Once there, you will remember it.

From then on, they can be regarded as people who have seen the eyes of the law. Once they have a chance to be promoted, they will definitely be remembered by the head.

Song Zhanqing waved his hand: "Go!"

Everyone immediately disappeared into the night.

Song Zhanqing mentioned Tang Yuan, glanced around, and then jumped into the void, just like jumping into a deep pool, and disappeared.

Chu Li couldn't even track him, and he had completely disappeared from the scope of his Dayuan Jingzhi's contemplation.

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion did not move, and most of them were killed. Song Zhanqing's seemingly light knife was enough to wipe out their vitality. The only survivor was Xu Jingyi.

Her body blurred silently, slowly dissipating like a shadow, and completely disappeared.

Chu Li followed closely behind, watching her shuttle through the city lord's mansion, like a shadow, silently, without disturbing anyone.

In addition to the guards and some handymen in the City Lord's Mansion, as well as Tang Yuan's family members, they all hid in their rooms and did not dare to come out even when they were completely quiet when they heard the shouts of killing outside.

Xu Jingyi silently flitted from room to room, then landed in a somewhat simple and dilapidated small courtyard, got into the room, and found a thin booklet on the bookshelf. After opening it, she hurriedly stuffed it in His arms turned into a shadow again.

Chu Li has already contemplated what is contained in this booklet, but it is a chronicle of strange things, which contains some legends of rare things.

Judging by the degree of yellowing and the strange material of the booklet, it is obviously a long-standing thing.