Wuxia: The opening game is blocked by Mrs. Guo in the broken temple

Grandma Sun can think of this, and Song Ye can naturally think of it, with such a peerless treasure as the return of ten thousand swords to the sect, he is confident that even if the seven sons of Quanzhen are all superior, they can advance and retreat freely, but it is unrealistic to say that he single-handedly picked the entire Quanzhen.

After all, he is only a congenital cultivation in the early stage now, unlike Nameless, full of blood at home to pull the erhu, the residual blood can also wave the whole picture, a layer of skill, cast ten thousand swords to return to the sect can also fight no god without the power to fight back.

Besides, he worked hard to rush to Ultimate South Mountain not to provoke the Quanzhen Sect, but to enter the tomb of the living dead, intercept Yang Guo’s opportunity, and get rid of Zhen Zhibing by the way, otherwise his heart is always uncomfortable.

Therefore, Song Ye’s gaze was projected on Zhen Zhibing’s body again, his gaze was cold, and his right hand was still holding the sword technique, and the flying long sword continued to attack Hao Datong.

At this moment, Hao Datong was already unable to do so, the sword blade that passed by the Dao robe on his body skipped over, and a trace of blood flowed out, only caring about himself, where can he care about others.

So….

Song Ye’s sword pointed at it, and dozens of disciples in the audience looked at the long sword in their hands in amazement, trembling and converging in the air, and after rotating in the air for a week, they quickly flew towards Zhen Zhibing’s direction.

The Quanzhen disciples gathered around Zhen Zhibing, looking at this situation, wanted to draw their swords to block, but found that they only had a scabbard in their hands, and the long sword was still led by Song Ye, so they could only pull away.

In the face of dozens of long swords with awe-inspiring killing intent, Zhen Zhibing is also a revenant, if Hao Datong had not come out just now, he would have been shot by the sword qi, and now Hao Datong is also taking care of himself, so he can only bite the bullet and think of a way by himself.

But what can he do, he can only use the Golden Goose Gong to try to dodge, but Song Ye has the heart to kill.

“Die!”

Song Ye stood on the roof, white clothes fluttering in the moonlight, and the sword finger of his left hand pointed at Zhen Zhibing, the already fierce long sword, and the sword flashed, not giving Zhen Zhibing any time to react at all.

“Don’t!”

Hao Datong saw this scene, lost his voice and shouted, wanting to go to the rescue, this distraction, there were a few more sword marks on his body, and he hurriedly converged his mind.

“Also ask Daoist friends to show mercy!”

Just as it was about to happen, an anxious voice came:

“Poor Daoqiu is in a good position, and I hope that Daoist friends will stop!”

Seeing that he was about to die, Zhen Zhibing, who heard the voice, was instantly overjoyed.

His master is here!

The master is here!

When his master arrived, presumably this damn Song Ye did not dare to kill himself, although Zhen Zhibing still did not understand that he had obviously never contacted each other, and even today was the first time they met, why he killed himself so resolutely.

“I’ll stay and I’ll show mercy.”

Facing the hilly machine that attacked like a wild goose in the distance, Song Ye’s face did not change color, and his expression was calm.

There was no hesitation at all, dozens of long swords, directly nailed to Zhen Zhibing’s body, instantly killed, the energy carried on the sword directly flew up with the corpse, until it hit a rockery, it was able to stop.

Nailed Zhen Zhibing’s body to the rockery, the several long swords inserted into the corpse were still buzzing, and Zhen Zhibing’s face was still full of stunned, he didn’t believe that he died like this.

“Hurry!”

Seeing Zhen Zhibing die at his hands, Song Ye only felt that his thoughts were clear, his mood was comfortable, and even Xiu Wei had a sign that he was about to break through.

“Zhibing!”

Qiu Zhiji, who was one step late, looked at the corpse of the disciple on the rockery, and the long sword of the Quanzhen Sect disciple swaying on the corpse was like a loud slap, hitting him in the face, making him sad and angry.

How ironic it was that a disciple of his Quanzhen Sect had died under the sword of a disciple of Quanzhen Sect.

“What grudge does Your Excellency have with my disciples for you to kill so much?”

Qiu Shuji looked sad and asked coldly.

“It’s upset to see him, that’s all.”

Song Ye smiled lightly.

The real reason naturally no one knows, and there is no need to say it, no one will believe it, he is a villain, or a villain with some strength, kill and kill, there is no need to explain.

“Grandma Sun, when do you say I can be like this big brother?”

Yang Guo who is not far away is extremely envious, he was bullied during this time in the Quanzhen Sect, and he hated everyone in the Quanzhen Sect from the bottom of his heart, watching Zhen Zhibing being nailed to death by a random sword, his heart was also painful, but unfortunately it was not Zhao Zhijing who was crucified.

When can I be like this big brother, I will be full of spirit, and I will kill if I want.

“Practice martial arts well in the future, it won’t be long before you can too.”

Grandma Sun comforted.

“It’s good to see him unhappy!”

“Good one, that’s all!”

Hearing Song Ye’s disdain, and completely not taking the death of his disciple Zhen Zhibing to heart, Qiu Zhiji was angry in his heart, and he didn’t want to say more:

“Let the poor road come to teach Your Excellency’s high moves.”

“Are you sure you want to fight?”

Song Ye looked indifferent and reminded:

“If you fight again, you won’t just kill him.”