"Do you know that you are looking for death?"
Zong Ying took another step forward, and his aura surged: "I will give you one last chance to hand over the Black Hawk Thief's storage ring!"
As he spoke, the long sword behind Zong Ying suddenly trembled, then let out a chirp, took off its sheath and flew out, turning into a ray of green light and landing in Zong Ying's right hand.
Song Yan's smile faded and he said calmly: "I'm sorry, I really don't care about your opportunity!"
"Then you go die!"
The voice was accompanied by a bright and beautiful sword light that went straight to Song Yan's chest.
A figure flashed, and Lao Niu appeared in front of Song Yan, slapped his hand, and immediately Zong Ying flew back in embarrassment with his sword.
"Third Young Master!"
The two middle-aged men in green clothes moved at the same time, one fired at Zong Ying, and the other pulled out and slashed at Lao Niu.
"The worm shakes the tree!"
Lao Niu smiled contemptuously, and flew out with his huge palm again.
"boom!"
The sword light disappeared, and the young man in green fell back and landed heavily dozens of meters away. His aura became intermittent.
Zong Ying's eyes suddenly shrank as he stabilized his figure with the help of another young man in Tsing Yi. The two young men in Tsing Yi who accompanied him were his sword slaves. They were all masters of swordsmanship in the late stage of the Grand Master. They could kill ordinary late Grand Masters. It took less than ten moves, but now, he was beaten to the verge of death by the opponent's palm.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel nervous. If he guessed correctly, that middle-aged man who didn't look amazing was probably the Martial Saint!
"Are you going to kill me now?" Song Yan's sarcastic voice sounded.
"Who are you?"
Zongying wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"The head of my family is the head of the Qingwei Sect and the leader of the Southern Territory Martial Arts Alliance!"
At this time, Elder Hu and Elder Wang rushed up with a group of disciples from the Qingwei Sect. Just in time to hear Zong Ying's inquiry, Junior Sister Wu couldn't help but speak proudly.
Hearing Song Yan's identity, Zong Ying's eyes flashed unnaturally. He was the one who instigated the Black Eagle Thief to rob the Alliance Chamber of Commerce's elixirs. Now, the real master is here. Once the matter is exposed, his reputation in the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect will be very high. may be affected.
After all, the reputation of the Black Hawk Thieves is too bad.
"What do you know?" Zongying asked tentatively.
"I know everything I need to know!" Song Yan said with a smile.
Hearing Song Yan's profound words, Zong Ying couldn't help but feel regret in his heart. If he had known this guy's identity earlier, he would not have come forward.
"I think we can talk alone."
"OK!"
Song Yan agreed happily.
The two of them walked aside alone, and Zong Ying said politely: "Master Huang, it was all a misunderstanding just now, please don't blame me."
"Really?" Song Yan looked at him with a half-smile.
"Headmaster Huang, could you please tell me what the Black Eagle thief told you?" Zong Ying asked again.
"I've said everything that needs to be said. For example, this Black Eagle thief used to be a disciple of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect!" Song Yan said with a smile.
Zong Ying pretended to be filled with righteous indignation and snorted coldly: "Huh! This guy misbehaved when we were in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect. After making a big mistake and being expelled from the sect, I didn't expect that he would become the infamous Black Eagle Thief. Head Huang can get rid of him, and I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect."
"No need, I didn't bother with anything anyway!" Song Yan said disapprovingly.
"Did the Black Eagle Thief say anything before he died?" Zong Ying asked nervously.
"Of course he said that, for example, he said that he was working for someone from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect. I wonder if the Third Young Master knows that person?" Song Yan stared at Zong Ying playfully. Under his gaze, Zong Ying's cheeks felt a little... He was white and cold, but in the end he managed to squeeze out a smile: "Of course I don't know him."
"Third Young Master is not honest. The Black Shadow Thief told that person's name!"
"… you… !"
Zong Ying's expression changed again, and there was even more suppressed anger in his heart. If he hadn't suppressed it so hard, he would have definitely drawn his sword and killed the hateful guy in front of him.
After a while, Zong Ying let out a breath of anger: "What do you want?"
"This time our Qingwei Sect has lost so many men and horses, we must give an explanation." Song Yan did not go around in circles with Zong Ying anymore.
"What do you want?" Zong Ying said calmly.
"I heard that the Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect's Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique is good. I wonder if you can lend it to me for a few days to observe and practice!" Song Yan said with a smile. Song Yan would avenge the scores of people who died, but not now, because Both the Qingwei Sect and the Martial Arts Alliance need a period of development.
What's more, Song Yan has never regarded the Sky Splitting Sword Sect as a real enemy. The only one he can regard as an enemy is the military.
Therefore, Song Yancai did not directly kill Zong Ying, but the fact that he did not seek liquidation from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect did not mean that he would not collect some interest.
"This is impossible!"
Zong Ying couldn't help but became furious when he heard that Song Yan actually wanted to defeat the idea of Splitting the Sky Sword Technique. The Technique of the Splitting Sky Sword is the most important treasure of the Splitting Sky Sword Sect. Those who can practice this set of sword tactics are no better than those in the Splitting Sky Sword Sect. Just a few people.
"Then I have no choice but to spread the news that Black Eagle is working for someone!" Song Yan curled his lips and said.
"Despicable!" Zong Ying shouted angrily, but then he thought of something and suddenly regained his composure: "It seems that the Black Eagle Thief is dead, but there is no proof that he is dead. Even if you say it, no one will believe it!"
"Really?" Song Yan shrugged indifferently: "Maybe no one believes it, but I believe that the Pang family will believe it, and don't forget that you appear here. Your appearance is the biggest evidence. This You can deny it, maybe you can come up with hundreds of excuses for why you are here, but will the Pang family believe you?"
"… you… !"
Zong Ying felt like he was so angry that he was jumping up and down. The guy in front of him was so hateful.
He gritted his teeth and stared at Song Yan: "If the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique is not good, the most I can teach you is the Jueyang Sword Technique, which is ranked second in our Sky-Splitting Sword Sect."
"Don't fool me with cheap goods!" Song Yan said disdainfully.
Zong Ying said angrily: "Jueyang Sword Technique is also a supreme sword technique. Only the supreme elders of my Sky Splitting Sword Sect are qualified to practice it!"
"That's it. Well, let's just use the Jueyang Sword Art, but I still want 500 million taels of silver!"
Zong Ying nodded without any hesitation: "Okay, I agree! But I don't have that much money on me now!"
He no longer had the slightest desire to communicate with this guy. He just wanted to send him away as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible.
"It doesn't matter. I think the sword on your back is good, so just use it as collateral for the time being!" Song Yan said.
"No! I can't give you this sword!" Zong Ying shook his head.
Song Yan's expression suddenly turned cold: "This won't work, that won't work either. Third Young Master Zong Yingzong, don't challenge my patience. Give it or not. Otherwise, I will expose this matter to the world!"
Zong Ying stared at Song Yan, but finally compromised, gritted his teeth, took off the long sword from his back and handed it to him, gritting his teeth and saying, "You're so cruel!"
Looking at Zong Ying who turned to leave, Song Yan shouted: "Remember, you have to come to Weimen within a month to redeem the sword. If it exceeds this time, I will take the sword out for auction and will specifically indicate, This sword belongs to the Third Young Master of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely come to redeem you within ten days!" Zong Ying's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and the hatred for Song Yan in his heart increased several times.
The author's digression: First update, thank you to the glutinous rice cake guy for the big reward (to be continued)