Chapter 827: Bully

The sword woke up and saw himself lying in a broken house, not far from a person, the clothes were stained with a lot of blood, his head buried in his knees, kneeling on the ground. (8) (1) Medium "Wings Ww%W. ㄟ81.Zw. COM
The sword held his hands and tried to stand up, but he felt a soft, slamming sound, and fell to the ground.
The man was suddenly stunned, like a bird of surprise, his eyes filled with fear, and his handsome appearance had already been replaced by fear.
This person is Song Yu who escaped.
"Master!"
Seeing that the sword woke up, Song Yu quickly came over and held the sword god. The sword was hurt and the momentum was wilting, just like an ordinary old man.
He still holds a half-named sword in his hand, and his chest is sunken with a large piece, pale and weak.
The sword raised his eyelids and saw Song Yu. His look was extraordinarily complicated. The action failed. The Song family had an unshirkable responsibility. For Song Yu, he would naturally not be cheerful and calmly said: "Where are we?"
"Master, I saved you, we have fled the place, this is the urban-rural integration of the suburbs, no one can find us."
This kind of dirty and messy place, Song Da Shao was never going to get involved before, but now he has to come here to escape.
"What about other people?" asked the sword god.
Song Yu’s eyes were red, and he cried with a cry:
Hey, Master, my grandfather and my father are dead, other people die and die, I don’t know...

This time, I was originally confident to kill Tang Yin. I didn’t expect it to become like this. I was defeated and even the sword was seriously injured.
The look of the sword is a glimpse. There is no doubt that this is the most tragic one since he debuted. It can be seen that Song Yu, who is incomprehensible on weekdays, is crying like a girl. The sword is unknown and angry. He said: "A big man, crying, what is it?"
Song Yu’s crying stopped abruptly, and he looked at the sword with enthusiasm.
"Hey, if this is not your Song family, will I become like this?" The sword did not fight.
Song Yu immediately buried his head in the chest, but his hands became fists. His family was broken and the master was accused. It was too much.
However, the majesty of the sword is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He does not dare to refute. If he wants to take revenge, he only counts on the sword god, so he said: "Master, do we stop this way? He not only hurts you, but also hurts My family is broken, we must revenge and hate."
Keke!
The sword coughed fiercely and said weakly: "Revenge... Of course, revenge."
However, his eyes became dim, and the two words were easy to say and hard to do.
The sword is very aware of his own injuries. He knows that his life is not long ago. The white woman is really sacred. He does not know at all. I am afraid that even the Lord does not know.
That was too big, he had to pay attention, he was anxious to pass this information back, but he could not support to go back to the sword.
But before he died, he had to figure out one thing, that is the truth of the death of the sword thirteen.
He did not believe what Tang Yan said, but today is not the same, he recalled the scene at the time, can not help but have doubts. Don Juan had a white woman to help, and there was no need to fabricate lies. Moreover, the response of the Song family was too intense and too strange.
At the moment, there are many unreasonable things to think about.
Sword XIII is his most important apprentice, even if his life is not long, he wants to figure out the ins and outs.
"Apprentice, I ask you one thing, you must tell me honestly." Sword God asked.
Song Yu’s heart squinted, and there was an ominous premonition that he asked slyly:
What is it?

The sword looked at Song Yu with enthusiasm. Although his life was short-lived, his eyes were sharp and sharp, like Jianfeng. It was still Song Yu’s inability to look directly. He asked the voice: "How did your master brother and sister die?" ?"
Song Yu panicked and said with a sigh of relief: "Master, you have not known for a long time, Master... Isn't he killed by Don Juan?"
"Is it?" Sword God asked.
"This..." Song Yu’s heart panicked, hesitating, and hesitated for a long time. "Yes."
"Nonsense!" Although the sword did not live long with Song Yu, but he also knew him, watching him like this, I can not know that he is lying.
On time, he has already believed what Tang Yan said, and the death of his big apprentice may not be inseparable from the Song family.
"So far, do you still want to hide? Look up, look at my eyes, tell me, is Tang Zhen saying that it is true? You can't avoid it, let the sword thirteen people go to block the eye?" The sword is evil and geologically asks.
The soul of Song Yu’s frightened flies, and he slammed into the ground, crying and saying:
Yes...

Sword God's eyeballs swelled in a circle, shortness of breath, and kept coughing up.
It turned out that the death of his own big apprentice was such a thing. The Song family hid and put the sword thirteen out. Although the sword 13 was extremely high in swordsmanship, it had a similarity with the sword god, that is, the sword is like a fool. For other people, the world is not very agile, so it was only pitted by the Song family.
"Master, you... what?" Seeing the sword coughing, Song Yu asked quickly.
The sword stopped the cough and looked at Song Yu slyly. He said: "I really regret that you were the one who accepted you as a disciple. Your Song family actually killed the sword. The Song family’s everything is self-defeating, if not me. I was afraid of this one, I will not let you Song Jia better."
The sword hated evil, and did not give Song Yu face, directly said the local.
Song Yu scared a big jump. If the sword wants to destroy the Song family, even if there are ten Song families, it is not his opponent.
On time, Song Yu’s heart was angry and awkward, and the fist in his hand couldn’t help but tightened. The teeth also bite up, and there was a murderous flash in his eyes.
But he did not dare to do anything. The reputation of the sword has already penetrated his bone marrow. He did not dare to commit the following.
"The teacher is angered, this is also our feelings. If it is not for Tang Yan to step by step, we will not come out with this policy." Song Yu took a deep breath, pressed his heart back thousands of times, pitifully defended.
"Oh, this is the people of your big family, one is sinister and deceitful, only knowing to sacrifice others, to protect themselves, to be despicable." Sword God has a deep affection for the masters and swords of Jian XIII, and still screams and screams.
Song Yu’s face became extremely ugly, but he was only interested in Nono.
For a long time, the anger of the sword only subsided a little, said: "Look up, look at me, listen to my orders."
Song Yu looked up and saw that the face of the sword was paler, as if he were dead, and his heart was shocked.
The sword took a token from his arms and said: "You return to the sword court, bring this token to your second brother, tell him, since then, he is the singer of the sword, must lead the sword, step by step grow."
Song Yumu looked at the token with a sigh of relief. He knew that this was the token of the master of the sword. With this token, the swordsman must listen to his orders.
"Shi Zun actually wants to be transferred to the second brother, is it his injury..." Song Yu was shocked and looked at the sword in a burning way, and he felt that his state was very bad.
So, he tried to test: "Master, you are still alive, how is it passed to the second brother? With your leadership, our swords can be more powerful."
The sword looked a glimpse, and he sighed and sighed: "I can't do it. The white woman is too powerful. That blow directly broke my vitality. If I didn't cultivate it, I'm afraid I couldn't support it now."
Song Yu’s face suddenly changed and said:
She is so powerful?

"Yes, this person is too powerful. You must tell this message to the Lord after you go back. You must ask the Lord to pay attention to this person." Sword God shouted.
"Respect the Lord..."
Song Yu’s heart was stunned, and he was only slightly heard by the name of the Lord. He had never seen a real person, but he knew that this person was the person behind the sword, and that the swordsman would listen to his command.
Therefore, Song Yu is curious and awe to the Lord. There are people in the world who can make the sword gods bow down to the court. How powerful is this person, Song Yu is hard to imagine.
"Yes, you have never seen the Lord, but this time you will have a chance to see it. You must respect the Lord. Any order to honor the Lord must be carried out without compromise. Have you heard it?"
"Yes... Master, you really can't do it?"
"Yeah, no, I didn't think that I was a lifetime, and it turned out to be this end." The sword stunned, and took out a sword score, the cover said "Galaxy falls nine days" five simple characters.
Song Yu’s heart is jumping wildly. He knows that this is the most powerful sword of the Master. He won the Tang Yi with this sword.
Is it necessary for the Master to teach this set of swords to him?
Song Yu’s little heart was so excited that his face became flushed.
Unexpectedly, the next sentence of the sword made his heart fall to the bottom, and his face directly froze.
"This set of Galaxy falls into the sword for nine days, and you hand it over to your two brothers. There are many of my comprehensions about swordsmanship, so that your two brothers can learn and practice, and strive for great success."
"This... is not for me?" Song Yu asked.
"Hey, your Song family killed the sword thirteen, and I was implicated. Do you still want me to pass on my lifelong teachings? I’m crazy!" Sword God reprimanded without mercy.
Normally, he also reprimanded his disciples. No one dares to talk back. Therefore, this habit has been developed, and even if the life is suspended, it cannot be changed.
Song Yu’s heart was furious, and his heart said, "You are all dead, and you must reprimand me?" And so eccentric, give everything to the two brothers, I have nothing, unfair, unfair!
His heart screamed and his face became very ugly.
The sword looked at him suspiciously and asked: "Is not heard of me? Give it to your two brothers."
Song Yu screamed and said, "Give him everything, then what do I have? I am not your microphone."
"I didn't punish you. I have already read it in the apprenticeship. Do you want to extravag more?" The sword was furious.
"Haha, you are going to die. Your words are only known to me. I said that I am the next generation master of the sword court. Second brother, hey, only listen to my orders." Song Yu suddenly laughed, and it was difficult to hide the madness in his eyes. The meaning.
Sword God squinted in his heart and said: "You dare not listen to my orders, this is the culprits."
"Haha, you are all dead, what about the murderer? Since you said this, then I will let you see what is called the real bully."
Song Yu murdered the machine and slammed the neck of the sword god, causing the whole body to smash up.
"You... gangsters... bully annihilation ancestors..." The sword gods had to run out of oil, and they couldn’t breathe directly. They struggled a few times with anger and squint, and they died.
Song Yu grabbed the token and the sword score, and laughed wildly: "From now on, I am the master of the sword court, practicing the swordsmanship. Tang Yan, I will take revenge, let you survive, can not die, hahaha !"