Chapter 537: God has eyes, Qingyunmen is dead

In this desolate ancient blood plain, it is not difficult for the Wuyin Family to find someone. Except for Baili, almost no one can escape the search of their Wuyin Family.
Song Xian was naturally also not good, so shortly after Song Xian was killed for the first time, Wuyin's family found traces of Song Xian.
However, Wuyu Liufeng didn't rush to attack Song Xian, instead he laid many traps around Song Xian, trying to use Song Xian as a bait to lure Baili to appear.
But after a whole day passed, Bai Li did not appear.
Listening to the report at hand, Mist and Flowing Wind knew that Song Xian was still by the lake, but Bai Li had never appeared.
"Brother... the prince let us do it..."
"Don't this Yin Lingyu have any brains?" Wuyu Liufeng couldn't help frowning when he heard the news from his hands.
From yesterday to today, Yin Lingyu has urged him five times in one day and asked him to kill Song Xian. Didn't Yin Lingyu understand that he was in formation?
"His Royal Highness said, he doesn't need to ambush Baili, he just wants Song Xian to die, just wants Baili to know..." The disciple of Wuyin's family was also helpless at this time. Yin Lingyu who was defeated by Baili has become a Madman, he doesn't care about the means or means, or the purpose or purpose. Now he wants to retaliate against Baili, that is, to destroy everything that Baili wants to protect.
Didn't Bai Li want to keep Song Xian? Then he would disqualify Song Xian. He wanted Bai Li to taste the pain of losing everything!
Isn't Bai Li the hope called Qingyunmen? Although I can't destroy the Qingyunmen, I can make the Qingyunmen lose hope!
He was already waiting to see Song Xian and Baili being cleared out, waiting to see the despair when Qingyunmen lost hope!
He is crazy now, and he no longer cares about his so-called identity.
"Big brother... let's... do it..." The disciple of Wuyin's family spoke again and urged. After all, Yin Lingyu over there is like a mad dog, and now he has released words. If Song Xian does not die, he will let the entire Wuyin family. Funeral.
The Wuyin Family is no better than Baili. This Yin Lingyu is the prince. Even if Emperor Apocalypse checks and balances him, the Wuyin Family will never dare to gamble on the future of the family. If Yin Lingyu really becomes Emperor Apocalypse in the future, then Wu The hidden family may pay a huge price for today's mistakes.
"Oh... if there is such a great emperor in my Apocalypse dynasty, maybe it is not a blessing..." The misty flow wind looked at the sky at this time, one was so uncomfortable, one didn't even have the courage to face failure. Are people really qualified to rule Kyushu?
"Brother, those are not what we should think...people are under the eaves..." The Wuyin family disciple said again.
When his words fell, Wu Yin Liufeng waved his hand, and after he made this action, all the Wu Yin family disciples around finally started to move.
Seeing Song Xian's direction, Mist and Flowing Wind didn't go there in person, because under the heavy surrounding, even Song Xian would definitely die with three heads and six arms.
"Let the tiger go back to the mountain, there will be endless troubles..." Mist and Liufeng turned around, but he knew that today this event would never end. If it were someone else, he might choose to swallow his breath, but one who dared to kill the prince in front of everyone Will he stop shooting the madman?
Fog and Flowing Wind knows the horror of Baili, and he also knows that Song Xian’s death today means that the prelude to this war has been completely opened. From this moment on, everyone in the entire Wild Ancient Blood Plain must bear the horror from Baili. His anger, he will use blood to vent his anger!
Song Xian was sitting alone by the lake at this time, listening to the sound of footsteps approaching behind him, Song Xian's face was smiling.
In fact, Song Xian had discovered the people around him since yesterday. He also knew that he couldn't escape, and he didn't escape. He just waited quietly for everything to come.
"You are finally here. Actually, I wanted to tell you yesterday that you don't have to work in vain. Baili is smarter than you think. I can find you. Couldn't Baili find it? It's ridiculous..." Song Xian This said that many Wuyin family members have surrounded him, the total number has reached more than 30 people, it is really hard to escape.
Slowly turning around, Song Xian looked at the many people who surrounded him in the Wuyin family. Lei Tingzhan was already in his hand. Even if he knew he was going to die, Song Xian didn't have the habit of grabbing with his hands.
"Song Xian, my Wuyin family has no grudges against you, but it's a pity that Baili provokes people who shouldn't be offended, so I will help the eldest brother to bring you a sentence, and you will go all the way." A disciple of the Wuyin family said.
"Okay, I'll take a step ahead and wait outside for your people from the Wuyin family! Baili will send you to see me soon." Song Xian's words fell, Qingyun's fighting intent was opened, and the fighting intent was added to Thunder Flickering, even in the face of more than 30 people, he still didn't have any fear. With the big halberd wave, Song Xian had already entered the crowd.
But although Song Xian is strong, none of the Wuyin family who can stand here is a weak hand. One-on-one Song Xian will win, and even a pair of two Song Xians can fight each other, but now they face 30 people at the same time. , Whoever comes is for nothing.
The Wuyin family never talks to people one-on-one, because the ultimate goal of a real assassin is to kill the enemy. As for the killing process, the assassin doesn't care, so Song Xian did not expect to be able to take away a burial.
The blood-colored knife light kept flickering, and every drop of the knife light left a deep bone wound on Song Xian's body, but Song Xian seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body. He crazily hoped to give Wuyin home It caused the greatest damage, but as the sword light fell, Song Xian also began to become weaker and weaker.
Finally, Song Xian found that he no longer had the strength to wave Thunder Zhan in his hand. He knelt on one knee while supporting Thunder Zhan with one hand. He looked at the light of swords approaching around him, but a smile appeared on his face. .
"Hahahaha...it's a pity...it's a pity...I don't have a chance to see the storm of the ancient blood plain again! I'm waiting for you outside! Soon the demon you release will swallow you all! "
Song Xian's words fell, and the light of the knife tore him to pieces, but he still had a smile even the moment he died, because he understood that his death was only the beginning of the war, and Bai Li would soon let him go. The whole barren blood field was completely chaotic~EbookFREE.me~ life passed, Song Xian felt that the whole person was taken out from the barren blood field as if being grasped by an invisible big hand, and when Song Xian opened his eyes again At that time, the surrounding area had become Tianqi Academy. In the distance, Huo Dongjue was looking at him with a surprised look. Perhaps the master did not expect that he would be sent out at this time...
However, Song Xian had not had time to speak, but he heard a scream of shouts all around...
"Song Xian...It was Song Xian from Qingyunmen who came out, and the people from Qingyunmen were sent out..."
This cry gave people a feeling of tears of joy. Song Xian was a little confused by this mulberry. What the is this? When did we Qingyunmen be so hateful? Why did the people around us look happy when we were sent out...
"God has eyes... the Qingyunmen were also sent out..."
"Hahaha... Who has been spared by the heavens! Qingyun Gate also has today..."
"Okay...Okay! Retribution! All retribution..." (To be continued.) New URL enabled