The Invincible Myth of Wuxia

130 Chapter 132
Song Pingsheng felt something in his heart after mentioning it. From this point of view, the quality of the flowing cloud nectar seemed to be very good.

He is also very excited about this kind of treasure, but with his current worth, I am afraid that he is not qualified to get his hands on it.

However, when he finally encountered such an opportunity, how could he, Song Pingsheng, give up.

If you can't take the photo at that time, the worst thing you can do is remember who bought it, and then think about snatching the opportunity. Anyway, in the martial arts, the law of the jungle is the prey of the strong.

The two boarded the carriage, and the sky gradually darkened, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street.

The group of people headed towards Fang Mansion in a hurry. Because they were in the capital, everyone except Song Pingsheng slowly relaxed their vigilance.

After all, in this inner city, the court's eyeliner is everywhere.

Once the plot is not kept secret and leaked out, it is likely to provoke Habayashi Wei's roundup.

However, on the contrary, just after the carriage turned an alley.

Several sharp arrows flew towards the surrounding servants at a speed that the naked eye could not catch.

Although all of Fangfu's servants have unique skills, they are only at the Forged Body Realm after all.

Coupled with negligent precautions, in just a moment, most of them were killed or injured.

Song Pingsheng, who was sitting in the carriage, had already sensed the murderous aura just after the sharp arrow was shot.

Without hesitation, he pulled out the Fallen Leaf Qingfeng sword, and then split open the window in front of him.

The lightness kung fu under his feet was running crazily, and Ben Lei Xuanxu was displayed by him.

These lightning-fast flying arrows did not pose any danger to him.

The Fallen Leaf Qingfeng Sword in his hand is like a blue dragon going out to sea, every time he swings the sword, there is endless sword energy, cutting off the hidden arrows around him one by one.

At this time, Fang Zhen also jumped out of the carriage and appeared among many servants.

When many hidden arrows were blocked, more than a dozen black shadows came towards them at high speed.

Seeing the heavy casualties around him, Fang Zhen couldn't help being furious for a while. In his anger, he directly cast the light cloud covering the moon finger, and frantically killed the man in black who was approaching him.

Song Pingsheng, who was standing aside, frowned slightly at this moment. He didn't care about the dozen or so men in black who showed up.

At most, it was only in the early stage of congenital, and there was no danger to him at all.

What really worried him was that there was a pair of murderous eyes in the dark looking at him quietly.

From the murderous intention revealed by the other party, Song Pingsheng could feel that he was at least the peak of late-stage Xiantian.

This kind of enemy is a deadly threat.

Especially for him now, once he tried his best, hidden dangers in his body would definitely explode.

As a result, he did not dare to act rashly.

There were three men in black, seeing that there were no guards around him, so they swung their knives and stepped forward, ready to kill him first.

Looking mockingly at the three men in black who came straight towards him, Song Pingsheng stood proudly in the field holding a sword.

Just when the three men in black thought he was being frightened, the sword light flashed before their eyes as fast as lightning and as startling as a dragon.

The leading man in black only felt his eyes go dark, and then his whole body fell to the ground with a plop.

The remaining two people looked at everything in front of them in horror.

Their little commander, but the existence of the innate early stage, was beheaded by the opponent just like this
However, what frightened them the most was that the young man on the opposite side didn't see him make a move at all.

Mystery represents the unknown, and the unknown is the scariest thing.

Since they didn't know the specific strength of the other party, the two stopped and retreated a little bit.

After all, the two of them are only in the late stage of forging, and they are definitely not opponents of the person in front of them.

However, Song Pingsheng was not prepared to let the two of them go. He swung the Fallen Leaf Qingfeng Sword in his hand again, and suddenly struck out with the sword-drawing move of the Lifeless Sword Technique.

There were two more headless corpses on the field, which seemed to be telling the strangeness before.

Seeing that the men in black were about to be killed by Fang Zhen and Song Pingsheng, two middle-aged men in green and purple robes walked out from the depths of the alley.

Song Pingsheng only tried a little bit, and then he was shocked. The two people walking towards him turned out to be the existence of late innate.

Fang Zhen also noticed this, and quietly moved a few steps towards Song Pingsheng's position.

Then he said secretly: "Brother, the situation is not good. I am afraid that the sudden appearance of the killer is not something you and I can handle."

Song Pingsheng understood what he meant as soon as he heard it, and Fang Zhen planned to turn around and run away immediately.

In this inner city, there was an assassination incident. It must not be long before there will be a large group of Habayashi guards, and there will even be the existence of the peak innate late stage.

In this way, if the two of them turned around and fled now, there shouldn't be any major danger.

However, Song Pingsheng knew that it would never be so simple. Since the other party dared to choose to attack here, there must be a way to hold them back.

Looking at the two middle-aged men in green clothes and purple robes who were about to come, Song Pingsheng secretly had a plan, and quietly said to the other party: "Brother Fang, we are unable to fight against each other right now, and we two will run away separately. , it will make it easier for us to escape, and then you and I will meet up in Fangfu."

Fang Zhen thought about it, if the two escape separately now, the chances are obviously better, so he nodded and said: "My dear brother, take care!"

After finishing speaking, he stomped heavily on the carriage, and fled towards Ling an exit of the alley with lightness kung fu.

But Song Pingsheng did not leave in a hurry, because he found that the mysterious person hiding in the dark was still watching him closely.

As for the two purple-robed men, one of them separated out and chased after Fang Zhen.

The reason why Song Pingsheng suggested that the two escape separately is mainly for the next battle.

Because at this time, he knew that the other party was probably coming for him. If he stayed with Fang Zhen, it would only put him in danger.

During these days of getting along, Fang Zhen treated him well, how could Song Pingsheng do things that hurt others.

Moreover, there is another point that although he regards Fang Zhen as a friend, there are some secrets that the less people know, the better.

In the next battle, he might have to do his best. In this way, he would have to expose a lot of cards.

Especially the Blood Blade Demon Knife was his last life-saving kung fu, once he used it, he couldn't be sure if Fang Zhen would keep the secret for him.

Standing with a sword in his right hand, Song Pingsheng quietly looked at the purple-robed man who was getting closer and closer, and was the first to ask: "You should be from the Junshan Society, I didn't expect you to follow him to the capital."

At the same time, he turned to the room in the alley and said, "There is also a mysterious person hidden there, you can come out, let Song see how many people your Junshan Society has dispatched this time."

"Clap clap clap..."

With the sound of applause, a middle-aged man walked out from the darkness.

Dressed in white, with a sword hanging from his waist, he has long hair with blue silk, but his temples are already gray.

The eyes are crystal clear, revealing a breathtaking light, and the whole body exudes the smell of floating dust.

At this time, he looked at Song Pingsheng with admiration, but the murderous aura around him showed the killing intent in his heart.

"I, Duan Tianming, would you like to lend me your head?"

(End of this chapter)