Peach Fortune Ring

"court death!"

The old man in black robe came charging angrily, Song Yan turned around and ran away.

Another chase.

The old man in black robe couldn't catch up with Song Yan, so he could only turn around and head towards the capital.

Before they knew it, an hour had passed, both sides were approaching the capital, and the city gate could already be seen opened.

The golden core in Song Yan's body was finally promoted to the later stage. For a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sternly shouted at the black-robed old man in front of him, which spread throughout the capital in an instant: "The old ghost is going to flee, come and fight the young master dignifiedly!" !"

Hearing Song Yan's words, the black-robed old man couldn't help blowing his beard and staring. What is Hugh escape? It's obviously you, a little thief, who is running away, okay? Why did you become the emperor?

"Why, you old ghost, you don't even have the courage to fight the young master!" Song Yan continued to provoke him.

"Little thief, don't run away if you have the guts!"

With a sharp shout, the old man in black robe turned around and shot towards Song Yan.

When approaching him a hundred meters away, the long knife on his finger turned into a red lightning bolt, tearing apart the void, and slashing towards Song Yan heavily.

With a flash of Song Yan's figure, he avoided the knife and advanced instead of retreating. The Qingshuang sword in his hand turned into misty mist, and suddenly enveloped the black-robed old man.

"Little thief, you finally dare to fight the emperor openly and squarely, die!"

Seeing Song Yan attacking and attacking, the old man in black couldn't help being overjoyed. He used the sword technique with one hand and the palm technique with the other, so the sky was full of sword and palm shadows.

But Song Yan was not in a hurry.

The figure kept flickering between these attack torrents, and swung a sword from time to time.

"boom!"

Just when he quietly narrowed the distance between the two sides, the knife gang and palm prints suddenly dispersed.

"Old ghost, eat me with a sword!"

Song Yan let out a soft shout, and the human sword merged into one, turning into a bolt of lightning and stabbing at the black-robed old man.

"how is this possible!"

The black-robed old man only felt a flash before his eyes, and Song Yan had already stabbed him in the chest. In a hurry, he had no choice but to block with his sword, and at the same time, he slapped him.

The palm prints are like mountains and waves, one layer after another, one layer higher than the other.

"Your mountain wave palm is not bad, but the people who use it are too bad!"

While Song Yan was speaking, he also slapped a palm, which directly hit the center of the palm wave.

"puff!"

Immediately, the palm technique of the old man in black robe was broken by him.

"How do you...?"

The old man in black robe was startled, at this moment, the force on Song Yan's sword sprang out.

The powerful and domineering force crashed into his knife, and then hit his chest, directly knocking him out.

But Song Yan didn't let him go.

Flying to catch up, chop dozens of swords one after another!

A sword is faster than a sword, and a sword is heavier than a sword.

After dozens of sword strikes, the black-robed old man was already vomiting blood. He stared at Song Yan in disbelief: "Why do you have the strength of the late stage of Martial Arts Golden Core?"

He was really horrified, this kid not only possessed the strength of Jindan Late Stage, but his Jindan True Qi seemed to be stronger and more refined than him.

Song Yan held a sword standing in the air, and said loudly: "Old ghost, you still don't know, the "Shocking Kung Fu" you practiced is my master's castration skill, right? Today, the young master will clean up the door for the master! "

Immediately, the face of the old man in black robe changed greatly.

He was chased and killed by bandits on the way to the exam, and fell off a cliff, but in a valley, he obtained a kung fu "Shocking Kung Fu" left by a martial artist. After years of hard work, he finally achieved the Golden Elixir.

Later, relying on his strong cultivation base, he took over the country of the previous dynasty.

It never occurred to him that the exercises he practiced were those of Master Song Yan. The reason why he had no doubts was that he sensed that Song Yan's true energy was very similar to the true energy he cultivated, but More powerful and more subtle.

"Die!"

Song Yan charged again, and rained swords around the body of the old man in black.

These sword rains actually formed a sword array, frantically strangling the black-robed old man in it.

For a moment, he felt a deadly breath of death, and he couldn't help roaring and slashing around with his long knife.

"Boom!"

The sound of violent explosions did not spread from the sky to the surroundings, but in the palace below, everyone looked up at the two fighting in the sky in awe.

powerful!

It's too strong.

It is simply a battle between gods.

In the end, the old man in black robe broke through the sword formation outlined by Song Yan, but there were dozens of wounds on his body.

Seeing this, Song Yan swung his sword again to kill.

"stop!"

The black-robed old man panicked and shouted: "Sir, listen to me, the world-shocking skills I cultivated back then were obtained by accident at the foot of a cliff, and I didn't intend to steal them!"

"Hmph! The astonishing technique you learned was left by a traitor in our sect. Since you have practiced his technique, you are the descendant of that traitor, so you should also clean up the sect!"

While Song Yan was speaking, he came again.

For a moment, the black-robed old man was startled and terrified, and there was another fight. He had dozens of wounds on his body, blood stained his clothes, but he kept begging for mercy.

"If you want to survive, you must destroy the golden core, otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

Song Yan stopped and said.

"This?"

The old man in black robe couldn't help showing hesitation and entanglement on his face.