"Old Shen!"
Seeing his companions and Yuanying being cut in half with a sword, Tong Qianjun was shocked more than anyone else, and at the same time he felt a deep sense of joy. Fortunately, the sword was not aimed at him, otherwise, the person who died would have been killed. It wasn't Shen Tianyang, it was him.
Looking at Song Yan standing with a sword in his hand, he suddenly felt something in his heart. This kid was only in the middle of leaving his body but he had unleashed such an earth-shattering sword. It must have consumed a lot of energy, and he might even have lost the ability to continue.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel reassured. He stared at Song Yan and said, "That sword blow just now cost you a lot, didn't it?"
"Well, yes!" Song Yan nodded.
"Then can you still use the second sword?" Tong Qianjun had a bit of a sneer on his face.
"You can try." Song Yan said calmly.
"Ha ha!"
Hearing this, Tong Qianjun became more and more certain that Song Yan had enough energy to perform such sword skills again: "It seems that you can no longer perform it. If so, then you should die!"
While grinning ferociously, Tong Qianjun held a fourth-grade spiritual sword and slashed towards Song Yan.
The sword energy was like frost, seeming to freeze the entire space. In order to prevent Song Yan from slowing down, this time, Tong Qianjun used 100% of his strength to strike the sword.
However, it is of no use.
I saw Song Yan raise the long sword in his hand, and a bright sword light flashed away.
"Pfft!"
The next moment, Tong Qianjun followed Shen Tianyang's footsteps, and his body and Nascent Soul were split in half.
See this scene:
Young woman in palace clothes: "This...?"
Goateed man: "How is that possible?"
Jiang Yu: "..."
Teacher girl: "..."
In fact, everyone watching the battle agreed with Tong Qianjun's statement. Song Yan no longer had the energy to display that terrifying sword technique, but he did it again and killed Tong Qianjun with one sword.
With a move of the long sword, Song Yan put away Shen Tianyang's spiritual weapon spear, Tong Qianjun's fourth-grade spiritual sword, and the storage spiritual rings on their bodies.
Then his eyes fell on Jiang Yu. In fact, Tong Qianjun was right. Using the Thorn God was indeed very expensive, taking away one-tenth of his true energy every time.
Therefore, he can perform this kind of sword skill ten times instead of once as he imagined.
Being stared at by Song Yan, Jiang Yu subconsciously took two steps back, and shouted with anger: "My father is the Duke of Qi, and I am the young Duke. Do you still want to kill me?"
"yes!"
With a flash of figure, Song Yan came to Jiang Yu.
"No, Lao Zhou, stop him!" The young woman in palace clothes shouted in fright.
"Boy, stop it!"
The man with the goatee appeared in front of the two of them with one step, waving his hand towards the long sword in Song Yan's hand.
"Pfft!" The long sword pierced Jiang Yu's body, and the sword energy exploded, blasting the opponent's Nascent Soul to pieces.
"Bang!"
The moment the long sword penetrated Jiang Yu's body, Song Yan's left hand also slapped a palm, which happened to be printed with the goatee man's hand.
"puff!"
The next moment, Song Yan flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood in the air, and there was a bit of taboo in his eyes. The man with the goatee was a master in the early stages of distraction.
Looking at the dead Jiang Yu, anger emerged on the goatee man's face, and he stared at Song Yan coldly: "Boy, didn't you hear? I told you to stop, why did you kill Jiang Yu? "
"I will kill if I want, no one can stop me!" Song Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said indifferently.
The man with the goatee was enraged: "What a loud tone! I really thought that by killing two wastes in the late stages of being out of body, I would be invincible!"
"You want to avenge them?"
The next moment, Song Yan had a fourth-grade spiritual sword in his hand. This sword belonged to Tong Qianjun before, but now it belongs to him.
The goatee man's eyes widened, and the aura of a master in the distraction period exploded, and he pressed directly towards Song Yan: "I don't know the heights of the world, but although your swordsmanship is superb, it won't take much effort for me, Old Zhou, to kill you. Believe it or not." ?”
"I do not believe!"
Song Yan raised the spiritual sword in his hand. He just raised it, but a powerful and uncertain Qi appeared. This Qi directly acted on Lao Zhou's mind. To put it simply, he was This ethereal and uncertain energy was locked.
"boom!"
The power of the soul in his body was surging, and he wanted to disperse this energy, but found that the energy was everywhere, but it seemed that it did not exist, and it could not be eliminated at all.
Suddenly, cold sweat started to flow from his forehead.
At this moment, Song Yan raised the spirit sword again, and Lao Zhou suddenly felt that the feeling of being locked became stronger, giving him a terrifying feeling that he could not escape, or even be able to resist.
Then cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he felt a strong death threat.
"You said you couldn't kill me with any effort. I said I could kill you with just one move. Do you believe it?" As he spoke, Song Yan stepped forward and stared at Lao Zhou closely.
Aggrieved, endless aggrieved.
A master of distraction was actually threatened by an out-of-body mid-stage person. However, he did not dare to refute because he sensed that the boy in front of him was not joking with him. If he dared to say that he did not believe it, the other party would definitely Will kill him without hesitation.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "Damn it, this little monster came out of nowhere. His swordsmanship is so weird and terrifying!"
"Do you believe it?" Song Yan took another step. This step was like stepping on Lao Zhou's heart, making his whole body tremble.
"Boy, if you have something to say, please tell me. I was just joking with you!"
Give in!
I actually gave in to a mid-out-of-body experience!
At this moment, Lao Zhou felt mixed emotions in his heart!
"So you were joking. What a coincidence, I was joking too!"
A smile suddenly appeared on Song Yan's serious face, and then the spirit sword in his hand disappeared. Naturally, Lao Zhou felt that the energy that locked him disappeared.
"Bah bang bang!"
At this moment, there was a crisp sound of applause, and then, a young woman in palace clothes floated over and looked at Song Yan with interest: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young boy, with good skills, good courage, and good scheming!"
"This sister has received the award, but I dare not accept it!" Song Yan said with a modest smile.
"Hey!" Suddenly, the young woman in palace clothes sighed: "If you hadn't killed Jiang Yu, my sister could still protect you, but now, my sister can't protect you, so run for your life!"
Hearing this, Song Yan did not show any signs of nervousness, but instead asked: "How strong is the strongest master in the Duke of Qi's mansion?"
"It's not strong, it's just the late stage of distraction!" the young woman in palace clothes said with a smile.
"Damn it, you're not strong enough in the later stages of distraction!" Song Yan cursed secretly in his heart.
"But now that the Duke of Qi has taken refuge under the command of the Sixth Prince, does the Sixth Prince have any fusion masters under his command?" the young woman in palace clothes said again.
"The Sixth Prince, isn't he my love rival?" Song Yan's heart sank: "It seems that the love rival is very strong. I'm afraid it won't be easy to snatch Li Tianluo away!"
Author's digression: First update (to be continued)