Song Zhisu's words were obviously using a provocation method. However, even if he was not provoking, the overlord in another world would definitely not allow anyone to interfere with the "Sky Sword". You must know that all martial arts in the world are all the same paths. Anyone who reaches the extreme realm can have the sixth sense, also known as "the unity of man and nature". Although Yang Xuangan has not met Song Que yet, since he entered the mountain, he has relied on the spiritual sense of a powerful warrior and has noticed a powerful sword energy that seems to be able to break the world, but it is still integrated with the world, which has also firmly enveloped the entire mountain city.

The existence of this sharp sword aura was even Yang Zhao, the King of Henan who had already achieved the Great Sun Fire Dragon. The overlord's fighting spirit was aroused, and he has reached an unprecedented level of excitement and blood boiling. He smiled conceitably, turned over and jumped off the back of the black horse, and said lightly: "Yu Ji, you'll wait here for a while. After this overlord takes back the Thunder Knife, he asks them to set up a ceremonial guard and welcome you and me again."

Nie Erniang smiled slightly, bowed her head and said softly, "When the Overlord goes, he will surely win the flag and the horse will be successful. I will be here with my senior brother, the leader of the Qu clan, and Master Chao."

Yang Xuangan smiled at the sky, turned around and stepped into the gate of Songjia Mountain City. Song Zhi looked at his back, and there was no hatred in his one-eye, but instead showed a regretful look like looking at a dead person. The "Earth Sword" paused slightly, then rushed forward and guided the overlord first.

The appearance and inner part of Songjia Mountain City will give people two completely different feelings. If the former reminds people of offense, defense and killing, then the latter will only remind people of Ning Yi and Peace. There are hundreds of houses distributed in the city, connected by more than ten well-organized roads paved with bluestone. The most distinctive thing is that it rises layer by layer according to the mountain. Each floor is connected by stone steps and slopes, so that residents can get off their cars. Trees, flowers and plants are planted next to the road, and springs on the mountain are introduced to form streams, which are interspersed in the garden residences.

It forms endless beautiful scenery such as small bridges, flowing water, ponds and pavilions, and has a spacious and comfortable space, with a great view of Jiangnan gardens. When you are in it, it looks like a large garden on a mountain. The main buildings in the mountain city are gathered on the ninth floor and are surrounded by a large balcony about two miles away. The pavilions are rugged, the buildings are elegant, made of wood and stone, from the eaves to the flower windows, and the decoration is meticulous, creating a majestic style full of southern culture, which makes people feel the important position of the Song family in the south.

Yang Xuangan and Song Zhi kept interspersing between pavilions, towers and flowers and forest gardens. After a while, they arrived outside the courtyard gate at the entrance of the Behind the Knife Hall at the end of the mountain city. Song Zhi suddenly stopped and turned around and said coldly: "My brother has a habit that any opponent he likes will engrave his name on the Whind Stone in the Whind Stone. After the battle, we will polish the name. Thirty years since my brother debuted, there are 36 people who were lucky enough to keep the name of the Stone. And without exception, all of these thirty-six people have become the souls of the brother's sword. And just yesterday, your three words "Yang Xuangan" were engraved on the stone by your brother. Young Master Yang, it is still time for you to go back now."

Of course, Song Zhi said that this was not really so kind. In fact, one of his eyes was lost indirectly because of Yang Xuangan, and he was absolutely hated to the core. But the "Earth Sword" also knew that Yang Xuangan's strength was unfathomable, and his cultivation was definitely higher than all the opponents Song Que had killed in the past. He had always been known for his wisdom, so he set up a trap with words at this time. As long as Yang Xuangan answered, no matter his attitude, he would have to plant the impression of "invincible in the sky" in his heart. In this way, when the two masters did take action, the flaws in the overlord's mind would become the key to determining the outcome of this battle.

Such a wise plan is extremely wonderful. Unfortunately, the Overlord didn't even bother to deal with it, and did not even put a word from Song Zhi's words in his ears. He stretched out his arms impatiently, pushed Song Zhi away, his eyes shining, and walked into the sharpening hall with great strides.

After entering the door, there is a curved corridor that crosses the pond flowerbed. Yang Xuangan walked along the corridor, turned left and right, looked around, and looked around. The green shades were everywhere, and the scenery was different, with a unique artistic conception. At the end of the corridor is a hexagonal stone pavilion, which is the center of the pond, connected by a stone bridge to the corridor surrounding the courtyard. The stone bridge should refer to another entrance, and it is hidden in it. The ancient trees are towering, dense and strong, and full of vitality. Passing through the stone pavilion, crossing the bridge to the corridor, and passing through the second level of the courtyard, the front of the eyes suddenly opens. At the end, there is a magnificent wooden building with five-bedroom rooms. On the plaque in front of the hall, there are three big characters "Mingdao Hall" with iron painted silver hooks.

Yang Xuangan stood in front of the hall and did not enter. Looking through the open door, he saw a person standing in the heart of the hall in the huge space in the hall with his back facing each other. The man was as straight as a javelin, wearing a long robe with a blue and green robe, with a majestic temperament, with a black head tied up on the top of his head, and his hands were carried behind him. He had no contours of his five senses, and he had a spirit of being arrogant and looking down on the world. On the walls on both sides of the hall, seven or eight treasure knives of different shapes were placed. Toward the other end of the door, there was a huge stone that looked like a stalagmites, dark and moist, and tall as a human body. There were also three large characters engraved on the stone, which was exactly "Yang Xuangan".

Yang Xuangan opened his tiger eyes, and there seemed to be another world in his pupils. There was dark clouds inside, and lightning and thunder were roaring, which was really intimidating. He took a deep breath, suppressed the boiling fighting spirit in his heart, and called in a voice: "Tiandao, Song Que?"

The man in the hall turned around suddenly. What came into view was a handsome face without any flaws. His eyebrows were clear in his thick and clear eyes, his eyes shining like gems, and he looked so full of spirit. Although he was the best master of swords in the world, he gave people a not particularly sharp impression, but had the elegant demeanor of a scholar. His eyes swept over Yang Xuangan and said lightly: "The King of Western Chu, Xiang Yu?"

The two sentences were only ten words in a short sentence. However, in terms of momentum, Song Que had a little advantage. This was because he could know himself and his enemy from his words, while Yang Xuangan only knew himself but not his enemy. In an instant, the fighting spirit of the overlord again could not help but become more powerful. He laughed to the sky and said in a deep voice: "Where is the Thunder Knife?"

"Not here." Song Que said calmly and calmly: "The Thunder Sword Overlord is originally one. So you should know that what Song said is not false."

Yang Xuangan closed his eyes and opened them again, and said in surprise: "The blood lock for sacrifice is still in effect. Song Que, have you not unsealed the Thunder Knife?"

Song Que raised his hand and stroked his beard, saying, "Song loves swords all his life, learns swords, practices swords, and uses swords. He dares to boast that no one has ever been able to surpass Song in the past and present, in comparison to swords and loves swords. So Song naturally knows that the magic weapon has a spirit and cannot be used by his master. Although the thunder sword is good, it is a pity that there is no fate with Song, and his destiny in the swords is even more incompatible with Song. Even if he barely suppresses it with external force, he can only exert 50% of its power. It is not only beneficial to others and soldiers, but also causes mutual restraint and drag. In this way, what is the use of Song for this sword? It is useless, why do you need it to unblock it?"

Yang Xuangan said coldly: "Since it is useless, why do you have to go through a lot of trouble to bring the Thunder Sword from the barbaric land in the northwest back to the Song Family Mountain City?"

"It's for you, the king." Song Que's tone became more and more enthusiastic. He paused, looked up at the sky, and sighed leisurely: "I, Song Que, started learning swords since I was five years old. Before I was thirty, I was able to master all the sword techniques of all sects and sects in the world, but I felt that it was nothing more than that. So I went into seclusion for four years and created the nine styles of heaven asking questions. My confidence was all-inclusive and enough to be unique to the present. But unfortunately, it was still unknown whether it was shocking the past and the present. I regretted that I could not compete with the two great swords of the ages to prove it."

Yang Xuangan said, "Throughout ancient times, the one who can be called peerless sword techniques is nothing more than the seven purple thunder strikes of my Xiang family and the seven major limits of Chiyou. In addition, it is no problem for me to be me. Hu Po had fallen into the hands of Yang Guang's waste as early as seventeen years ago. He was cowardly and did not match Hu Po in nature. Although he had learned the seven major limits, he could not use the real power of the sword technique. I think you don't want to fight with such a waste, right? So, you will hit the head of the thunder knife of this overlord?"

Song Que smiled slightly and said, "The Overlord is powerful, born as a hero, and dies as a ghost hero. Who doesn't admire him below the rainbow? Originally, Song also wanted to experience the style of the Overlord through the thunder sword's divine thoughts. He didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect that Zhang Liang's old ghost told you that this overlord had already broken free from the restriction and left the Avici Hell three hundred years ago, and returned to the world after reincarnation, right?" Yang Xuangan hugged his arms and sneered, "So you took the Thunder Sword and the Old Ghost Zhang Liang back to Lingnan thousands of miles away, waiting for this overlord to appear in front of you in order to retrieve his magic weapon."

Song Que sighed and said, "Reincarnation in the cycle of reincarnation involves ghosts and gods, which is not something we and other mortals can predict. Song didn't know if he could wait for such a day in his lifetime. Fortunately, God really treated me, Song. Before March, the Thunder Knife suddenly had an abnormal movement. A few days later, news of Yang Su's rebellion came from Daxing City. From that time on, Song knew that the reincarnation of reincarnation in the cycle of reincarnation must have awakened, and that person was you, Yang Xuangan."

Song Que paused, his eyes appeared strange light, and he said in a condensed voice: "The king of the world is reborn, and the thunder sword is heavy. This is originally destined by destiny. But I, Song Que, do not believe in destiny, and I, must try to go against the sky. Chu King, do you dare to make a bet with someone Song?"

Yang Xuangan laughed loudly and shouted: "There is nothing in the world that this overlord dares to do. Song Que, what do you want to bet on, just speak up."

Song Que said coldly: "You and I are both sword-practice people, so the bet is naturally the sword. If the Overlord has the ability to beat Song or even kill Song, then the Thunder Sword is no problem. Even all the wealth of my Song family can be given together and let it be used. But if the Overlord is defeated..."

Yang Xuangan interrupted him in a deep voice and said, "Of course I will give you a life. But this is absolutely impossible. But...wealth? Hey, although my father has died under the thief Yang Zhao, he left a treasure house of Yang Gong during his lifetime. With the treasure house in hand, this overlord is definitely not short of gold and silver. Song Que, what I want is your Song family's troops."

Song Que shook his head firmly and cut the railway line: "Impossible. My Song family has been rooted in Lingnan since the Liu Song Dynasty, and has been around for more than 200 years. Being able to have this foundation today is the result of the hard work of more than ten generations, not the result of Song. Therefore, unless the overlord truly shows that he has the strength to overthrow the Yang regime of the Sui Dynasty and build a new dynasty, my Song family will never dispatch a soldier. Even if you kill thousands of people in the Song family mountain city, Song has only this sentence."

Yang Xuangan was silent for a moment and asked, "Okay. Then, if this overlord really showed such strength, what should I say?"

Song Que said lightly: "Then not only the entire Song clan, but also the Lingnan Liliao tribes, will all be the Overlord Horse."

Yang Xuangan smiled conceitably and said proudly: "As long as the thunder knife is in hand, this overlord will naturally have a way to make you surrender and serve with conscience."

"Then, let's fight with Song first." Song Que carried his hands on his back and said, "The Thunder Sword is a bet, so you can't repay you at this moment. When facing the enemy with empty hands, you are definitely not the enemy of Song. And other weapons in the world are difficult to swing the true power of the seven-shot purple thunder strikes. So in order to make up for this regret, Song spent a lot of effort and finally found a relatively good replacement three years ago." After he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed back with his hands. But when he heard the dragon roar, a lightning bolt exploded and shot from the sharp knife hall, and then flew out of the gate. Song Que drew a small circle in the air with his right hand and smiled, "Let the Overlord give it a chance and accept it with a smile."

Yang Xuangan's eyes were bright, and he raised his arm and immediately came to take it. As soon as his five fingers held this strange weapon, he immediately shook his whole body and shouted: "Good knife!" When he looked at it intently, he saw that the knife was golden all over, and there were countless ancient patterns engraved on the blade, about four feet long. The knife was narrow and long, and the lines were smooth and elegant. That's fine. What's even more strange is that this knife seemed to have a natural load of powerful electricity, and it actually sensation with the Purple Thunder God. The Overlord tried to use the first half of his power to successfully slash the knife. He heard that the sword wind broke through the air was like thunder, and the sword light was like lightning. The two actually complemented each other. He reached out to rub the blade and asked, "What's the name of this knife?"

Song Que said, "This knife is called 'Ben Lei'. It was cast by a strange man from the world, five hundred years ago, with a strange man from the world, and is known as the magic weapon of the world. Song has gone deep into the wilderness before he found this knife from the ruins of Chiyou's secret cave. What do the overlord think?"
Chapter completed!