Chapter 745: Dragon Qi invades!

As fewer and fewer people around him, the fight came to an end.

Song Da was dead, Song Er was dead, Song Qi and Song Jiu were all dead.

The ghost arhat broke one hand and one leg, and he couldn't even stand up. Mao Buer was even disabled, half of his head was chopped off, and he fell to the ground and screamed repeatedly but couldn't really die - it would be better to die.

These people are all loyal servants of the Song family, the most reliable people around Song Tingyun. Each of them has a profound realm and extraordinary skills. However, they still died under the joint encirclement of the Supervision Office and the City Guards.

Two fists cannot beat four hands, and fierce tigers cannot beat wolves.

No matter how powerful a master is, it is difficult to wipe out hundreds of enemies.

Song Tingyun was covered in blood all over his body. The groom's clothes were messy, one by one on the left and right, looking embarrassed. There were countless holes on his face, and the heaviest sword came from his left arm, where the flesh was turned outward, and white bones were seen flowing open toward the outside.

"Young Master, run quickly - run quickly -" Song Wuyu, who blocked him behind him, shouted in a crying voice: "Go back and tell the old god what happened today, let the old god avenge the brothers--"

"Young Master, I'll fight with them, you take the opportunity to leave-" Song Liu's eyes were blind, and his face was covered with blood. He ignored him and still held the sword in his hand and was ready to rush out to fight with people at any time. "Go back to find the old god for help, brothers cannot die in vain-"

"Yan Xiangma, do you know - your Yan family will be killed by the nine clans--" Zhou Wuming, a scholar of the wise naan beside Song Tingyun, stared at the Yan Xiangma standing in the distance and neighed. Until this time, he wanted to wake up Yan Xiangma and make him realize the serious consequences of killing the Song clan. Because he knew in his heart that it was impossible to rely on these few people to break through. Unless Yan Xiangma took the initiative to stop or Song's powerful figure rushed over to save him.

What's strange is that what happened to the Song family today? Why hasn't there been any movement until now? Logically speaking, what happened in the city guard camp has long been passed on.

"Where are the reinforcements of the Song family?"

In the open space of the city guard camp, there were lying in various ugly corpses in various postures.

Dozens of black-robed supervisors in the uniform of the Supervision Office surrounded Song Tingyun in the middle. Each of them was covered in blood. The bright light sword in their hands was dripping one or two countless blood beads.

These people are fearless and are extremely cruel and cruel. It is precisely because of their desperate struggle that they have brought huge casualties to the masters around Song Tingyun.

Song Tingyun's chest was undulating, and he was breathing violently, staring at Yan Xiangma with cold eyes, pointing to the supervisory history and saying, "These people are all new faces."

"Yes." Yan Xiangma stood outside the encirclement and said, "Although I am the Chief Secretary of the Supervision Department, the Inspectorate Department is either the Cui family or the secret line of your Song family. I, the Chief Secretary, want to do something, is powerless, so Your Majesty ordered me to set up a new department of the Supervision Department in order to avoid your infiltration and secret line and truly share your worries and sorrows for Your Majesty."

Yan Xiangma looked at the history of supervision and said with a smile: "These people were all selected from the remote army from the lower class and recruited from the direct Feiyu Army of Chu's family - and some of them were serious crimes, and they should have dragged them out and killed them. I gave them a chance to survive again and put them in such beautiful clothes. They naturally had to do their best when doing things."

"Sir for three days, please look at him with admiration." Song Tingyun sighed. "I really didn't expect that you would actually board the broken ship of King Hui, who was the least valued King Hui - what can he give you? Are you not afraid of the ship sinking, are you drowned by the sea with him?"

"What he gave me - is trust." Yan Xiangma said with a laugh: "Just just a joke. How can those who are in the upper hand give their subordinates real trust? I also know that I am on a broken ship, and this broken ship may be sunk by the warships of the Song family or several other families at any time. But it is precisely this way that I have the opportunity to take the helm. A man is a real man, and he is awakened to the world and lies in the knees of a beautiful man. Who is willing to surrender to others?"

"I don't believe it." Song Tingyun was calm and terrifying at this time. "I don't believe you would make such a stupid choice. You have always been a smart person. You are much smarter than the others I know."

Song Tingyun glanced around and said, "It's hard to break through today. I'm afraid I'm going to die here - I'll meet you for a while, how do you let me die? This is the last thing I ask you to do before I die."

Yan Xiangma's eyes flashed, she pondered for a long time, and asked, "What do you want to know?"

"Who gave you the confidence?" Song Tingyun asked out loud, "Who made you so desperately?"

Yan Xiangma waved his hand and signaled the supervisory historians who surrounded Song Tingyun to make a way out.

Yan Xiangma walked to Song Tingyun step by step and asked, "Why do you have to? The less you know, the happier you will be."

"I don't want to die without staring." Song Tingyun said with hissing. At this time, he could not have the glorious image of the Song family Yushu?

Yan Xiangma sighed softly, and whispered a name to Song Tingyun's ear.

"How is that possible?" Song Tingyun's pupils swelled, and he looked incredible.

Snap-

The dagger in Yan Xiangma's hand stabbed into Song Tingyun's abdomen and said softly: "I'll just say that being a human being is, the simpler it is, the happier it is."

Song Tingyun's body fell forward, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

Yan Xiangma reached out and gently hugged his body in his arms.

"I am the best villa in Jiangnan City - I can really do everything."

Boom-

In the sky, three long white lightning snakes appeared.

The three-headed long snakes were sizzling all over their bodies, and silver sparks kept splashing out, just like iron foam smashed by a blacksmith. Three huge long snakes were flying and hovering in the air, tangled and tangled, forming a densely packed power grid sword formation.

Hiss-

That long sword, no, was a sword formation covering Li Muyang's position, a posture of crushing it into pieces.

The sword formation fell from the sky, blocking all the positions that Li Muyang could escape from.

Li Muyang's body was extremely uncomfortable, and the energy in his body had been locked by the sword formation.

The muscles on his face twitched, and the hairs on his body were tightly pressed against his body. The colorful clothes and clouds he was wearing were getting tighter and tighter, as if they were about to be embedded in the depths of Li Muyang's skin.

The sword energy is too domineering, and even Cai Yunyi from Kunlun Temple is difficult to compete with him directly, and she feels like she wants to avoid fighting.

The sword is the main attacker, the clothes are the main defense.

Cai Yunyi is born with a disadvantage.

The sword formation lands very quickly and shrinks faster.

As the space inside becomes smaller and smaller, the pressure Li Muyang is under is getting greater and greater.

Blood was overflowing from Li Muyang's eyes and nose, and countless tiny holes appeared all over his body. Each hole was oozing out blood, just like countless small red earthworms crawling on the skin.

Li Muyang was trapped by the sword formation, and the sword energy filled with the sword formation was cutting his body, every inch of his body's skin.

As the sword formation becomes smaller and smaller and closer to his body, he will be cut into countless pieces by the sword formation. Then with a "bang", it shatters into dust with the explosion of the sword energy.

"Snap another sword-so what?" Li Muyang said gritting his teeth.

Li Muyang moved.

He took the initiative to rush towards Ximen Zhuo in the room.

The "Skill of Running Clouds and Rain" was used, making his body flexible and ghostly, like a flying dragon moving and flashing in the clouds and mists, making it difficult to see its traces.

His body was like a white light and a virtual rainbow.

It tore the blockade of the sword formation and broke out.

choke--

The peach blossom sword in hand is out of the sheath.

Then he stabbed Ximen Zhuo in the chest with a sword.

The red mist is shrouded in fragrance.

Li Muyang took advantage of his body skills to break through the formation, and his body appeared in front of Ximen Zhuo's discretion.

Caiyunyi felt the fighting spirit and murderous aura in Li Muyang's heart, and the Confucian robe instantly turned into a heroic white armor.

Li Muyang instantly became wise and powerful, and became murderous.

Song Gudu saw this scene and a horrified expression appeared on his face.

"This colorful cloud clothes are like living things - all things have spirits, but I have never heard of them also have spirits - could this Li Muyang be really a god who came to earth?" Song Gudu's hair was even more dense, and the expression on his face was so thick that it could not be melted. "Otherwise, why would the heaven give so much?"

Indeed, all magical weapons and weapons are gifted by God. Li Muyang got too many treasures, which were beyond the reach of mortals.

Apart from saying that he is the chosen son, there is no other reason to explain all this.

Ximen Zhuo was as calm as before. His eyes seemed to be slightly closed, and his fingers controlled the sword formation and quickly slashed towards Li Muyang.

Even though Li Muyang had rushed to him, his face was not happy or sad, and there was no panic at all.

When Li Muyang slashed at his chest with a sword, his left hand also moved at the same time.

Turned into a sword and stabbed Li Muyang in the chest with a sword.

Snap-

Li Muyang's chest was stabbed by Ximen Zhuo's left-hand sword, and his body was forced to fly backwards by the strong sword energy.

When Li Muyang flew backwards, the peach blossom sword in his hand finally found a flaw and cut through Ximen Zhuoding's right arm that stretched out.

A dragon energy penetrated into Ximen Zhuode's body from the wound, quickly swam throughout his blood vessels and organs, and then spread toward a deeper part.

Bang--

Li Muyang's body flew away wildly, knocking down several courtyard walls in succession, and then he stopped in the air with difficulty.

Puff—

Li Muyang spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then he felt that the endless qi and blood in his chest had slightly balanced.

The Sword God's Sword is indeed not that easy to catch.

(ps: In the previous chapter, I made a paragraph: In the Kunlun Divine Palace, the famous starry sky master Xiahou Qianbai admired Yan Xiangma very much, and he had the intention of taking him into his name as a disciple. If Yan Xiangma could follow him, it would be a lucky thing.

The Starry Sky classmates have also modified it to "Old Friends", so that everyone will read it more smoothly. The genuine version has been modified long ago, but I can't modify the pirated version, so I am helpless. Friends who are interested can go to Zongheng Chinese website to read it again.

In addition, I will also communicate with you some questions on Lao Liu's Sina Weibo "Liuxiahui" and WeChat public platform "liuxiahui28".)
Chapter completed!