Peach Fortune Ring

Song Yan ignored Li Sixuan's taunts, his gaze fell on Feng Yushang Li Tianluo through many figures, his eyes suddenly became gentle, and he said softly: "Tianluo, I'm here!"

"Leave me alone, you go!"

Suddenly, Li Tianluo yelled loudly, with an indelible worry in his eyes and face.

"I said that I would marry you in a fair manner, but it's a pity I didn't do it!" At this point, Song Yan's eyes darkened, showing guilt, but the next moment, he strode towards the wedding procession.

Hearing this, Li Tianluo couldn't help wading through a warm current in her heart, and shouted again: "Song Yan, hurry up, this is a trap for you!"

"I know!"

Song Yan showed a smile, and then he looked serious, and said decisively: "What about the trap, for you, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of me, I will not blink my brows!"

In the restaurant, hearing Song Yan's words, Tuoba Xian'er couldn't help but let out a cold snort, feeling a little jealous of Li Tianluo in her heart.

When Li Tianluo heard Song Yan's words, her delicate body trembled, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she said affectionately: "If you die today, I won't live alone!"

"asshole!"

Seeing his "wife" talking to another man in full view, Li Sixuan's face instantly became extremely gloomy, and two extremely terrifying murderous auras shot out from his eyes, and his voice was almost From between the teeth: "Come on, kill him!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen figures shot out from the welcoming team, landed around Song Yan, and surrounded him.

"kill!"

The next moment, more than a dozen figures shot at the same time.

These ten people are all the elite of the sixth prince's mansion, and they have all reached the late stage of distraction.

All of a sudden, magic weapons, Taoism, talismans, supernatural powers, and flying swords came to kill Song Yan from all directions.

"Get out of here!"

The ink black sword on Song Yan's back suddenly unsheathed while drinking lightly.

Chimo!

A clear sword sound resounded throughout the long street, and the next moment, the hilt of the sword fell into Song Yan's hands.

"cut!"

Sword light flashed.

"Puff puff!"

In an instant, all the attacks made by more than a dozen late-stage distractions were all wiped out by him with a single sword.

[Author's digression]: The third update is complete

The first thousand and 260 chapters, kill yourself

The first thousand and 260 chapters, kill yourself

Seeing that Song Yan broke through more than a dozen distracted late-stage joint attacks with a single sword, an onlooker cultivator couldn't help exclaiming: "This is Song Xiaomo, and he really lives up to his reputation!"

The other person nodded approvingly, and stared at the scene with a bit of dementia: "This Song Xiaomo is too fierce to fight against more than a dozen late-stage distractions in the early stage of distraction!"

Suddenly, some onlookers exclaimed: "No, this Song Xiaomo is here to snatch a marriage, right? I'll go to his grandfather. Could it be that this Song Xiaomo has an affair with the saintess of the Taiyi Sect? Then wouldn't the sixth prince become a prince?" Green hat prince, this is too explosive!"

Hearing what he said, the eyes of the onlookers all lit up.

Many onlookers stared at the scene in front of them in surprise, and in the field, Song Yan broke through the joint efforts of more than a dozen distractions in the late stage, and the ink black sword in his hand moved forward, and it shot out like lightning.

"puff!"

With a soft sound, blood sprayed, and the Mohei sword was pulled out from the eyebrows of a person who was distracted in the late stage, turning into a ray of light and slashing at the other person.

"puff……!"

A large stream of blood shot into the air, and a head flew up into the sky.

But in the breath, Song Yan cut the two distracted late stage.

"So powerful!"

Seeing this scene, a group of onlookers were stunned. One early stage distraction killed two late stage distractions in an instant. Is that still the early stage of distraction?

when!when!when!

The ink black sword swung continuously, parrying several attacks, and then Song Yan took a step forward.

puff!

As soon as the figure flickered, Song Yan bullied himself in front of a distracted late stage, but the ink black sword in his hand pierced his chest first. The sword energy exploded in the opponent's body, not only cutting the opponent's internal organs into pieces, but even Yuan Yuan The baby was not spared either.

Around the wrist, the Mohei sword came out of his body, cutting out three sword lights in succession.

"Bang bang bang!"

Under the three swords, the three sneak attackers were directly chopped into the air, and the three sneak attackers couldn't help coughing up blood, their round eyes were full of horror.

"kill!"

With a soft shout, Song Yan turned into an afterimage and rushed out, and the ink black sword in his hand turned into the death-killing sword of the god of death. In an instant, two more distracted people were cut off their heads.

Seeing this scene, someone shrank his head and took a deep breath: "Grandma! This Song Xiaomo is like slaughtering a chicken in the late stage of distraction. No wonder he can wipe out the seventeen branch altars of the Taiyi Sect one after another!"

But Li Sixuan's face became extremely ugly. If this continues, more than a dozen of his elites might be blinded, so he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Return them all to me!"

The remaining nine distracted breathed a sigh of relief in the later stage, and hurriedly fled the battlefield at the fastest speed.

Song Yan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, because Li Sixuan's subordinates were not even considered cannon fodder, and his real enemy today was the Taiyi Sect.

"Song Xiaomo really lives up to his reputation!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and then saw a young man in black robe stepping into the air, landed seven or eight meters away, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at Song Yan with cold eyes.

"Who are you?"

Song Yan looked at the black-robed youth in front of him and asked.

The black-robed young man's face darkened: "I am Ying Wuxue, a direct disciple of the Taiyi Sect, and I am here today to take off your head and use it to pay homage to Tang Wushang!"

Song Yan was taken aback, and said unexpectedly: "You don't think I killed Tang Wushang, do you?"

Ying Wuxue said: "It doesn't matter whether it's you or not, but Li Tianluo is Tang Wushang's woman, you shouldn't touch her!"