In the darkness, this slightly dim golden light was like a golden lightning, cutting through the space with lightning speed and arriving in front of Song Fan in the blink of an eye.
"Drink!" The dim golden light magnified infinitely in Song Fan's pupils, causing him to shout loudly.
At the same moment, Song Fan stepped back quickly, flipped his wrist, and threw out a dark golden dagger. It was the golden patterned dagger that resisted the dim golden light.
Keng!
The golden-patterned dagger, which was said to be indestructible and cut iron as well as mud, touched the dim golden light, and there was a sound of metal and stone. Immediately, a huge backlash was transmitted to Song Fan, knocking him back several steps.
"Song Zixi!" While retreating, Song Fan clearly saw the person who was attacking him.
This man was dressed in a golden robe, with a tall and slender figure and an elegant demeanor. The face was very familiar to Song Fan. He was none other than Song Zixi, who was also a descendant of the Song family.
But at this moment, Song Fan's eyes fell on the golden sword held by Song Zixi.
"A long sword made of gold-grained steel!" Song Fan's eyesight was very vicious.
The golden sword in Song Zixi's hand can withstand the sharpness of the golden dagger. Only in this way does it make sense.
"Back then, my father accidentally got a small piece of gold-grained steel and made a gold-grained sword for me. The remaining gold-grained steel was too little to refine a sword, so he made it for my brother Song Zhen.
A dagger."
"Now, this golden dagger is in your hand."
"It was indeed you who killed my brother Song Zhen. Today, you have to pay with your life!"
Song Zixi also stared at the golden-patterned dagger in Song Fan's hand, tightened the golden-patterned sword in his hand, and showed a cold look on his face.
"You want me to pay with my life? It's just you two!" Song Fan sneered in his heart, his words full of disdain.
No wonder, Yang Yunming knew that his strength was not weak, but he was still confident. It turned out that Song Zixi had been hiding aside for a long time, planning to sneak attack on him.
Song Zixi, Yan Lei, and Yang Yun colluded together, which was somewhat beyond Song Fan's expectation.
Song Zixi and Yang Yun are both well-known young talents in Donglin County. They are very powerful. Together, the two of them can compete with the strong men who have just entered the true energy realm. It is extremely difficult for ordinary practitioners in the training stage.
contend!
However, Song Fan had no intention of backing down.
Song Fan glanced at Song Zixi and Yang Yun, and his heart was full of fighting spirit. He was quite confident in his own strength and regarded Yang Yun and Song Zixi as whetstones.
"Arrogant!" Song Zixi yelled angrily and stabbed Song Fan with a sharp sword, killing him very quickly.
"Brother Song, be careful. This kid is very powerful and has practiced a kind of sonic martial arts, which can affect people's minds and make them difficult to guard against." Yang Yun warned.
The sound wave martial arts mentioned by Yang Yun is naturally the roar of dragons and tigers.
Song Zixi experienced it once in the Merit Hall. Although it could affect people's minds, he thought that that level of sonic interference would not cause much trouble if he was prepared.
Therefore, Yang Yun's words fell on deaf ears, and Song Zixi went in one ear and out the other.
Facing Song Zixi's offensive, Song Fan did not hesitate and waved the golden dagger in his hand to meet him, as if he would fight Song Zixi to the end.
Keng! Keng! Keng!
The gold-patterned dagger and the gold-patterned sword collided continuously, and the sound of gold and stone continued to be heard. The figures of the two men swayed, and the dagger and long sword danced like the wind. It was a fierce fight.
Keng! Keng! Keng!
Song Fan held the gold-patterned dagger in his hand and stabbed three times in succession, each time more fierce than the last. Song Zixi was miserable and waved the gold-patterned sword in his hand to parry, but was forced to take several steps back.
The more he fought with Song Fan, the more frightened Song Zixi became. However, within a few months, Song Fan's strength had reached such a high level that he was firmly at a disadvantage.
Song Zixi felt great regret. If he had known this, he should not have taken it into consideration and directly killed Song Fan.
The golden-patterned dagger stabbed three times in a row. Song Fan changed his steps, decisively gave up on Song Zixi, waved the golden-patterned dagger in his hand, turned around and rushed towards Yang Yun.
"Song Fan, where are you escaping!" Song Zixi had just stabilized his body when he noticed Song Fan's actions. He immediately understood his intention, raised his sword and chased after him, shouting angrily.
Song Fanli ignored Song Zixi. Song Zixi's strength was comparable to his own. He was also at the peak of the eighth level of training and his swordsmanship was also good. He was unable to win for the moment and wanted to kill Yang Yun first and then deal with Song Zixi.
When Yang Yun saw Song Fan rushing towards him, his face suddenly changed, he was panicked, he retreated in panic and shouted: "Brother Song, help!"
At this moment, Yang Yun lost any of his previous confidence and demeanor. He had just suffered a serious injury and could not even display his strength to 30%. If he faced the evil star Song Fan, he would definitely die.
Song Fan's figure was like the wind and his steps were as fast as flying. In an instant, he rushed in front of Yang Yun and slashed at the latter with a golden dagger.
"ah!"
In a hurry, Yang Yun pulled casually, and a Yan family slave was pulled in front of him. A dim golden light flashed past. The Yan family slave was cut in half alive, and scarlet blood spattered out.
He shot Yang Yun and Song Fan all over their bodies.
"ah!"
Song Fan wielded the golden dagger and struck again, but another Yan family servant became the scapegoat.
"Run, run!" The Yan family's slaves were in chaos and fled in all directions. No slave dared to approach Song Fan and Yang Yun.
"puff!"
Song Fan swung the gold-patterned dagger for the third time, and Yang Yun's head and body separated. He rolled to the ground with a grunt. The eyes on his head were wide open, and he died with his eyes open.
Yang Yun never dreamed that he would die here, in the hands of someone he had always looked down upon.
"Song Fan, if you kill Yang Yun, you will cause big trouble!"
Song Zixi picked up his sword and chased after him. When he saw Song Fan cutting off Yang Yun's head, he felt frightened in his heart. He screamed at the top of his lungs and stabbed Song Fan in the back with a sharp sword.
Song Zixi was chasing after him in a hurry. Song Fan had just killed Yang Yun, and at this moment his back was turned to him. Faced with this menacing sword, he had no way to avoid or hide.
"Hmph! Causing big trouble?"
"So what if I kill him!"
"Song Zixi, kill him as usual!"
Seeing that Song Zixi's sword was about to pierce Song Fan's back, giving him a shock, Song Fan shouted loudly, kicked his feet on the ground several times, and suddenly turned towards Song Zixi, holding the golden pattern dagger to face him.
Song Zixi.
At the same time, Song Fan's mouth came out with a mixture of dragon roar and tiger roar. It was the sonic martial arts of dragon roar and tiger roar that attacked Song Zixi.
"Yan!" "Yan!" "Yan!"
"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"
The sound of the dragon's roar and the roar of the tiger blended together, impacting Song Zixi's mind, causing his eyes to freeze for a moment, and the movement of his hand to freeze, but the extremely sharp golden-patterned sword still stabbed at
Song Fan.
At this moment, Song Fan stared at Song Zixi with his eyes fixed on him, and stabbed Song Zixi's chest with the golden dagger in his hand, not caring at all about the golden sword that was almost close to him.
Looking at Song Fan's posture, he was actually planning to die together with Song Zixi.