Sima Wuxin took a step forward, stared at Song Yan with a calm face, and said, "Shen Shaoyan, if you let Ru Yan and Xi Feifei go now, I can make you a promise so that you don't have to die!"
"My fate is up to me, you can't make the decision." Song Yan shook his head, but returned to his serious appearance. He was usually arrogant, domineering and unreasonable, just to play a bandit well, but there is no need to act like it again now.
The change in temperament gave Song Yan a sense of purity and calmness.
"Brother Sima, why should such a little thief talk to him and kill him directly?" Yue Xin said, with a strong murderous intent in her tone. Although she is an alien, she has a notoriously bad temper. , it is common for people to kill people at the slightest disagreement.
According to legend, Yue Xin fell in love with a man when she was young, but she violated the rules of Qingxin Holy Land. In order to continue to stay in Qingxin Holy Land, she had to kill the man she loved with her own hands. From then on, her character changed. Becoming irritable and irritable, even more extreme.
"Sister Yue Xin, why don't you let me try this little thief's cultivation." Jinxiu from Qingxin Holy Land volunteered.
"Don't hold back if you can kill him!" Yue Xin nodded and warned.
Jinxiu is over forty years old, but she looks about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, with an aura of maturity all over her body. Qingxin Holy Land has two criteria for selecting disciples. First, they must be beautiful, and second, Qualifications must be excellent.
Therefore, Qingxin Holy Land has the smallest number of disciples among the three holy places, but the largest number of mid-level masters.
"Master Shen, please come."
Jinxiu stepped out with her sword in hand and looked at Song Yandao.
Song Yan shook his head: "You are no match for me, and there is no point in fighting you. Either call a few more people, or bring in the most powerful ones!"
Although Jinxiu's temper was not as bad as Yue Xin's, when she heard that Song Yan looked down on her like this, a hint of anger appeared on her face: "You will only know if you are your opponent or not after you have fought him. Take the move!"
As soon as the words fell, the sword sounded.
With a buzzing sound, the long sword in Jinxiu's hand turned into a sword light like drizzle, covering Song Yan's whole body.
Jinxiu's swordsmanship gave Song Yan a sense of omnipresence. No matter how he dodge, he could not avoid her sword power. With a move in his heart, he grabbed an ordinary long sword from the storage ring, and then danced like crazy It was airtight, covering his entire body.
Suddenly, he was surprised to feel that the sword energy like raindrops easily broke through his sword light and landed on his body.
Suddenly, there were dozens of wounds on his body.
"What kind of sword is this?"
Song Yan no longer resisted, but allowed a large amount of drizzle of sword energy to fall on him, creating wounds one after another.
Jinxiu was a little strange. She didn't know why Song Yan stopped resisting. At this moment, he had become a bloody man with wounds all over his body bleeding. She was a proud person, so she sheathed her sword and stopped attacking, and said: " I am the Drizzle Sword Intent within the Rain Sword Intent that I have realized.”
"Sword Intent!"
Hearing these two words, Song Yan felt like his head suddenly exploded. The confusion for many days actually showed signs of breaking through the clouds, but it was still a little short of the mark.
The divine light of life activated him, and his injuries healed instantly.
He stared at Jinxiu: "Do it again!"
Jinxiu stared at Song Yan deeply, feeling a little surprised because Song Yan's injury healed so quickly.
"You are quite interesting. Well, let's take a look at the sword!"
Drizzle Sword Intent.
Sword intent like raindrops suddenly appeared around Song Yan. This time, Song Yan still did not resist, but closed his eyes and realized it carefully.
"Puff puff puff puff!"
There were a lot of wounds on his body, and blood was gushing out again, but he didn't even blink.
He was asking himself: "What is sword intention? What is sword intention?"
"Puff puff!"
There were no fewer than a hundred wounds on his body, and a large amount of blood flowed from his body, staining the ground red.
"Junior Sister Jinxiu, why should I show mercy and just kill him!" Yue Xin urged dissatisfiedly.
"yes!"
A hint of unbearability flashed in Jinxiu's eyes, but she still chose to obey Yue Xin's order. The silent rain of swords, which was like moistening things, suddenly turned into a violent storm. It seemed that in an instant, it could cut Song Yan into thousands of pieces.
But at this moment, Song Yan suddenly opened his eyes, with a huge joy shining in his eyes.
The divine light of life activated again, and his injuries healed again. At the same time, he raised his hand and pointed a finger at the void.
This finger looks ordinary, but it carries a special artistic conception.
Under the influence of this artistic conception, Jinxiu's sword energy suddenly shattered, and the sword energy attacking her also disappeared.
"Thank you for helping me understand the meaning of the sword. I won't hurt you. Please step back!" Song Yan stopped his hand and bowed sincerely to Jinxiu.
Jinxiu's face looked a little ugly. She didn't expect that the sword intent she was proud of would be broken by the other party's raised hand.
But she also knew that her strongest sword intention was that if the opponent could raise his hand to break her sword intention, it would be useless to continue fighting. Moreover, the sword intention that the other party realized was really powerful, and she didn't even notice that. What kind of sword intent is it
"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Yue Xin, I let you down!" Jinxiu said to Yue Xin with an apologetic look.
"Hmph! I'll come and meet him in person!"
Yue Xin stepped out, her sword unsheathed, and then slashed out.
As soon as the sword came out, the sky and the earth were eclipsed. It seemed that the whole world became dark. Everyone felt extremely depressed, uncomfortable, depressed, and full of negative emotions.
Song Yan, who was the first to bear the brunt, felt particularly strong. He recalled in his mind the scenes of being aggrieved, ridiculed, and spurned before he obtained the system. The murderous intention suddenly arose in his heart, and he wanted to kill those who bullied him.
But at this moment, the Green Lotus Sword in his mind suddenly shook, and the negative emotions that invaded his body were instantly shattered.
He broke out in a cold sweat, feeling that the sword intention of this bitch Yue Xin was so powerful that it could directly affect people's emotions. At the same time, the opponent's sword tip had already reached the center of his eyebrows and could stab his head right away. A hole came out.
Ding!
Song Yan raised his hand and pointed a finger, easily knocking back Yue Xin's sword. After throwing away the sword intention, the power contained in the opponent's sword was not strong.
"It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating, so you should take my sword!"
Pointing their fingers together into swords, Song Yan suddenly pointed out.
"Buzz!"
A powerful sword intent suddenly appeared and went straight to the center of the moon. There was only a bang sound, and the opponent's body flew back. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but he was seriously injured.
She stared at Song Yan in disbelief: "You... how did you break my Sword Intent of Sad Ecstasy!"
Song Yan smiled: "Your sword intention is very powerful against people at the same level or at a lower level than you, but if it is beyond your level, the effect will not be great!"
"You're talking nonsense, you're clearly in the middle stage of heaven and human life!" Yue Xin refused to believe Song Yan's explanation.
"Yes, my cultivation is only in the middle stage of heaven, but my soul realm is stronger than the late stage of heaven. You can affect me when I am caught off guard. If I am careful, your sword intention will not even be able to affect me. No!"
Author's digression: Third update, thank you for your kind tip (to be continued)