Maoshan Ghost King

In the beginning, Song Yuanqing really didn't want to tear his face with them, after all, their identities were very special, and once things went wrong, even his Jinling Song family would not be easy to clean up.

But what Hei Xiaose said just now made Song Yuanqing feel a great humiliation. It was simply rubbing the face of the Song Family of Jinling on the ground.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha didn't leave an arm, nor did he leave behind the Thousand Years Tai Sui. What did he regard their Jinling Song family as?

In any case, the Jinling Song family is also one of the best families in the entire Jinling City, and friends from all walks of life have to give a little bit of noodles.

Obviously, Ge Yu and the others didn't intend to give them face. They were young and energetic. I don't know what kind of ruthless role they sent Qixia Sword Fairy.

Today, if the Thousand-Handed Buddha and Thousand-year Tai Sui were taken away by them, the Jinling Song Family would be completely disgraced. It was said that even these people in the Song Family would look down upon themselves as the Patriarch of the Song Family in the future.

Li Zejian was so comforted here and wanted to act as a peacemaker. In fact, he had a good idea. Thousand-year Tai Sui left the Jinling Song family with only one-fifth, and then gave the Jinling Song family 10 million.

This not only preserved the face of the Song family, but Ge Yu and the others were able to take the thousand years old Tai Sui back to heal Zhong Jinliang, the big guy and the Qi made money, the big things were reduced, the minor ones were reduced.

This idea is quite pertinent.

However, Li Zejian thought all of this, but Song Yuanqing didn't think so.

When Song Yuanqing rejected Li Zejian's proposal, Ge Yu and the others couldn't help but change their faces.

Hei Xiaose squinted her eyes and said, "Mr. Song, people won't let us take it away. You want to swallow it at the age of a thousand years. It's impossible. How to end this matter, please draw a line. "

"The old man changed his mind. The Thousand-Handed Buddha cannot leave alive, and the Thousand Years Tai Sui will stay here too. Since you have given you a face but you refuse to accept it, then don't blame the old man for being rude." Song Yuanqing twitched slightly, gloomy. Smiled.

After a pause, he immediately said again: "Of course, no matter what you have to do with the Lord Thousand Hands Buddha, or whatever you do to the Jinling Song Family, it is in the face of the world's first sect. The old man can let you go. Leave, you can go now, the rest has nothing to do with you."

"What if we don't go?" Ge Yu took a step forward and said word by word.

"It's okay if you don't leave. I don't need to kill you. I am conceited to teach you young people who don't know the heights of the sky. It's okay." In the voice, Song Yuanqing clenched the sword in his hand again, and the unknown sword issued There was a buzzing sound, exuding awe-inspiring murderous aura.

Qixia Mountain Sword Immortal has a line of swordsmanship. The most terrifying thing is not the sword in Song Yuanqing's hands, but the light spirit fairy sword. Just now, Song Yuanqing only played a light spirit sword, and then severely injured the thousand-handed Buddha. So far, Ge Yu and the others don't know what this light spirit fairy sword looks like. It is precisely because of this light spirit fairy sword that Song Yuanqing has full confidence and put Ge Yu and his party on the ground.

"Okay, I have long heard that Patriarch Song's light spirit fairy sword is famous all over the world, and someone Li is about to learn and teach..." Li Zejian stepped forward and stretched out his hand. The soul chaser in his hand suddenly dropped out and floated on him. Above the top of his head, there was a buzzing and spinning.

This is the real flying sword.

When Song Yuanqing saw Li Zejian's divine sword chasing the soul, his eyes could not help but brighten. After all, it was the world-famous flying sword. This flying sword was even more famous than their Song family's light spirit fairy sword.

However, Song Yuanqing was not afraid, and just said faintly: "Okay, the old man also wants to see the legendary sword god's means. Ten years ago, he was on the rivers and lakes for a short while, and then disappeared. He never wanted to encounter swords here again. God, today the old man wants to see if your divine sword is better at chasing the soul, or the old man’s light spirit sword is more powerful."

With that said, Song Yuanqing had raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it straight at Li Zejian.

At the same time, the two old men of the Song family in black and white also quietly approached Hei Xiaose and Ge Yu, and the dozens of experts in the Song family also showed their ways. The device, surrounded several of them in Tuantuan.

The strength of the Song Family in Jinling is definitely not a vain name. It is a family of hundreds of years of cultivation. It has a profound foundation. Even the real person Longtian of Xingtang and the real person Longyao of the Guimenzong are all right to this Jinling Song family. There is full affirmation, especially for their light spirit fairy sword, the most jealous.

Speaking of it, Ge Yu and the others had never seen this light spirit fairy sword, and they didn't know if it was really as powerful as the legend.

The war was on the verge of violent surging in the surrounding area, and the dust on the ground, centered on a few people, drifted towards the surroundings.

The air of killing came spontaneously.

The divine sword on the top of Li Zejian's head hummed and chased the soul, and the aura was billowing, facing Song Yuanqing's eyes, murderous aura was condensed between the two of them, forming a small whirlpool, constantly circulating.

Ge Yu glanced towards Li Zejian, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Unconsciously, it seemed that Li Zejian's cultivation level had improved again.

In a short time, Li Zejian first shot, and the divine sword on top of his head struck Song Yuanqing with a "swish" of the soul chasing. The long sword in Song Yuanqing's hand swayed, but also suddenly shot, and the sword swung across the divine sword chasing the soul. Above.

The scary thing is that this sword was picked out, but the sword-like spirit chasing soul was directly picked up and flew out. Before the spirit chasing soul returned, Song Yuanqing stepped on the ground, and the slabs on the ground suddenly shattered. After splitting, the figure jumped up and pierced directly towards Li Zejian's chest.

Good guy, this Song Yuanqing is ruthless enough, he even tried to put Li Zejian on the ground with one move.

At this moment, several talents realized that Song Yuanqing's strength was really intrepid, and it was even more terrifying than they had imagined. They hadn't used the means of that light spirit fairy sword before they had such a lethal power.

"Be careful!" Ge Yu snorted, seeing that Li Zejian's divine sword chasing the soul did not turn back, and quickly rubbed his body, the Seven-Star Sword in his hand shook and stopped directly in front of Li Zejian, abruptly caught it. Song Yuanqing is a sword ready to go.

With a "clang" sound, Ge Yu's figure shook, and the magic sword almost let go.

What a terrifying strength, this person's cultivation is absolutely above the ghosts and immortals, and Ge Yu's cultivation barely reaches the realm of ghosts and immortals.