Chapter 790

"You are courting death, do you know?"

Zongying took another step forward, and his aura also skyrocketed: "I'll give you one last chance to hand over the storage ring of the Black Hawk thief!"

While speaking, the long sword on Zongying's back suddenly trembled, and then with a groan, it flew out of its sheath, turning into a blue light and falling into Zongying's right hand.

Song Yan smiled and said lightly: "Sorry, I really don't care about your chance!"

"Then you will die!"

Accompanied by a bright and beautiful sword light, the voice went straight to Song Yan's chest.

A figure flashed, Lao Niu appeared in front of Song Yan, and slapped him with a slap. Immediately, Zong Ying flew back in embarrassment, armed with a sword.

"Third son!"

The two middle-aged men in Tsing Yi moved at the same time, one shot at Zong Ying, and the other pulled out and slashed at Lao Niu.

"The mayfly shakes the tree!"

The old cow smiled contemptuously, and his huge palm flew out again.

"boom!"

The sword light disappeared, and the young man in Tsing Yi fell back and fell tens of meters away, his breath becoming intermittent.

With the help of another young man in Tsing Yi, Zong Ying's eyes shrank suddenly. The two young men in Tsing Yi who accompanied him were his sword slaves. Less than ten strokes, but now, he was beaten to the brink of death by the opponent's palm.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling nervous. If he didn't guess wrong, that middle-aged man who didn't look amazing was probably Wu Sheng!

"Do you still want to kill me now?" Song Yanyu's sarcasm sounded.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zongying wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"The head of my family is the head of the Qingwei Sect, the leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance!"

At this time, Elder Hu and Elder Wang rushed up with a group of disciples from the Qingwei Sect. Just in time to hear Zongying's question, Martial Sister Wu couldn't help but speak proudly.

Hearing Song Yan's identity, Zongying's eyes flashed unnaturally. He was the one who ordered the Black Eagle bandit to rob the alliance chamber of commerce. May be affected.

After all, the reputation of the Black Eagle Bandit is too bad.

"What do you know?" Zongying asked tentatively.

"I know everything I need to know!" Song Yan said with a smile.

Hearing Song Yan's meaningful words, Zongying couldn't help feeling a surge of regret. If he had known the identity of this guy earlier, he would not have come forward.

"I think we can talk alone."

"OK!"

Song Yan agreed happily.

The two walked to the side alone, and Zongying said politely: "Master Huang, it was all a misunderstanding just now, please don't blame me."

"Really?" Song Yan looked at him with a half-smile.

"It's convenient for Master Huang to reveal what the Black Eagle Bandit has revealed to you?" Zong Ying asked again.

"I've said everything that needs to be said. For example, this black eagle thief was a disciple of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect!" Song Yan said with a smile.

Zongying pretended to be filled with righteous indignation and snorted coldly: "Hmph! This guy was disorderly when I was in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect. After making a big mistake and being expelled from the sect, I didn't expect that he would become a notorious Black Eagle Bandit. Head Huang was able to get rid of him, and I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect."

"No, I didn't do anything anyway!" Song Yan said disapprovingly.

"Then did the black eagle thief say anything before he died?" Zong Ying said nervously.

"Of course I said it. For example, he said that he was working for someone from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect. I wonder if the third son knows that person?" Song Yan stared at Zongying playfully. Under his gaze, Zongying's cheeks were a little bit Turning white and chilling, he forced a smile in the end: "Of course I don't know him."

"The third son is dishonest, but the black shadow thief told that person's name!"

"……you……!"

Zongying's expression changed again, and a huge anger was suppressed in his heart. If he hadn't suppressed it fiercely, he would definitely have drawn his sword and beheaded the hateful guy in front of him.

After a while, Zongying let out a bad breath: "What do you want?"

"My Qingwei Sect has lost so many people this time, so I have to give an explanation." Song Yan didn't go around with Zongying any more.

"What do you want?" Zongying asked with a serious face.

"I heard that the Cracking Sky Sword Sect's Cracking Sky Sword Art is good, I wonder if I can lend it to me for a few days!" Song Yan said with a smile. Song Yan will avenge the dozens of people who died, but not now, because Both the Qingwei Sect and the Martial Arts Alliance need a period of development.

What's more, Song Yan never regarded the Sky Splitting Sword Sect as a real enemy, and the only one he could regard as an enemy was the military.

Therefore, Song Yancai did not directly kill Zongying, but not seeking liquidation with the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect does not mean that he will not charge some interest.

"This is impossible!"

Hearing Song Yan's idea of ​​cracking the Heavenly Sword Art, Zongying couldn't help being furious. The Heavenly Splitting Sword Art is the most important treasure of the Heavenly Splitting Sword Sect. Those who can practice this set of sword arts are the only ones in the Heavenly Splitting Sword Sect. Only a few people.

"Then I have no choice but to spread the news that the Black Hawk Pirates are working for someone!" Song Yan said with a curled lip.

"Despicable!" Zong Ying yelled angrily, but then he thought of something, and suddenly regained his composure: "It seems that the Black Hawk Bandit is dead, but there is no proof of death, even if you tell it, no one will believe it!"

"Really?" Song Yan shrugged indifferently: "Maybe no one believes it, but I believe that the Pang family will believe it, and don't forget that you appeared here, and your appearance is the biggest evidence. You can't deny it, maybe you can find hundreds of excuses for you to appear here, but will the Pang family believe you?"

"……you……!"

Zongying felt like being so angry that three corpses jumped up and down, this guy in front of him was really hateful.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Song Yan: "The Sky-Splitting Sword Art is not good, I will pass on the second-ranked "Jianyang Sword Art" to you and my Sky-Splitting Sword Sect."

"Don't fool me with cheap goods!" Song Yan said disdainfully.

Zongying said angrily: "Jueyang Sword Art is also a supreme sword art, only the Supreme Elder of my Sky Splitting Sword Sect is qualified to practice it!"

"That's it, well, let's use the Jue Yang Sword Art, but I still need five hundred million taels of silver!"

Zongying nodded without the slightest hesitation: "Okay, I promise! But I don't have that much money now!"

He no longer has the slightest desire to communicate with this guy, he just wants to dismiss him early and leave as soon as possible.

"It doesn't matter, I think the sword on your back is not bad, let's use it as collateral for the time being!" Song Yan said.

"No! I can't give you this sword!" Zongying shook his head.

Song Yan's expression suddenly turned cold: "This is not okay, and that is not okay, the third son of Zong Yingzong, don't challenge my patience, give it or not, otherwise, I will expose this matter to the world!"

Zongying stared at Song Yan stubbornly, and finally compromised, gritted his teeth and untied the long sword behind his back and handed it to him, gritted his teeth and said, "You are cruel!"

Looking at Zongying who turned to leave, Song Yan shouted: "Remember, come to Qingweimen to redeem the sword within one month. If it exceeds this time, I will take this sword out for auction and will specifically mark it. This sword belongs to the third son of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect!"

"Don't worry, within ten days, I will definitely come to redeem it!" Zong Ying's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and the hatred for Song Yan in his heart increased several times.