"boom!"

The tall knife sharpening hall suddenly shook and collapsed in the yard with a shocked expression of the old man with silver beard who had just fallen and had not yet gotten up.

Gravel splashed and smoke rose everywhere.

The flying stones containing great force hit the trees in the yard, making a dull puff sound. In just a moment, the big trees in the yard were riddled with holes, and the surrounding walls were also shot into hornets' nests by the exploded wood and stones.

The old man lying on the ground suddenly felt a chill on his scalp, and then a few strands of long hair slowly fell from the tip of his nose. He was startled and reached out to shape his head. The hairpin under his hair had long disappeared, and his long hair was broken a lot, which seemed to be broken by the gravel that had just splashed.

The old man shivered and lay on the ground for a long time before he came to his senses. He slowly stood up and looked at the ruins in front of him.

Two straight figures were standing in the middle of the ruins, quietly facing each other.

A strong wind suddenly blew.

With the two of them as the center, huge waves of air swept around. The rolling smoke and dust generated after the collapse of the Knife Hall was blown by the strong wind and flew away in an instant, as if the yard shrouded in smoke became refreshed in an instant, and its vision was no longer blurred.

The old man had already seen it clearly at this time, and Yang Yi and Song Que stood in front of each other.

At this time, Yang Yi carried his hands on his back, his body was more than three feet above the ground, standing in the air, silently silent.

Song Que, opposite, had a strange light, holding a broken knife in his hand, and looked at Yang Yi with a strange emotion that seemed to be amazed, envious, or suddenly realized, and asked softly: "What is the name of this move?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "This move is called the Fentian Seal. Please ask Brother Song for advice."

Song Que's face turned pale, his expression was neither sad nor happy, and he said lightly: "Fan Tian Seal? A good name! So domineering! I am called Tian Dao, Brother Yang is so good. I have a remote attack on me!"

He laughed and said, "It's worthy of being a transfixion seal. If the knife is broken today, I'm indeed knocked over by you."

Song Que turned around and looked at the old man with silver beard, "Brother Yang, I have already made a will. If I die in this battle, everyone in the Song family must obey your instructions. If there are people who refuse, Brother Yang will kill them."

Speaking of this, he shouted at the old man with silver beard: "Song Lu."

The old man with silver beard hurriedly ran to Song Que and looked at Song Que with a worried look on his face, "Brother, are you... okay?"

Song Que looked at Song Lu and sighed: "I have never felt that life is so beautiful like this moment today. I never thought that the endless treasures in the human body were like a mysterious universe, full of unpredictable and infinite possibilities."

He threw the broken knife to the side, looked up at the sky, glanced around the yard, and murmured in a tone of great appreciation and reluctance: "It turns out that all things in this world contain such profound truths!"

He looked at Song Lu, "Shi Dao, where are Yuzhi and their mothers now?"

Song Lu said respectfully: "Everyone is in the villa at the foot of the mountain."

Song Que nodded slightly, his eyes slowly dimmed, and he said softly: "At this point, I know what it means to be reluctant to leave!"

Suddenly, a muffled groan was heard, and thin blood lines emerged from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose at the same time, and his body fell softly to the ground.

Seeing this, Song Lu's head buzzed, his eyes turned black and almost fell down again. After coming to his senses, he hurriedly reached out to support Song Que. He was so scared that his whole body was trembling, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Song Que's body, which was originally standing upright like an ancient cypress and pine, had now become as soft as noodles. On his lower head, blood lines slowly hang down on his ears at the corners of his mouth.

"Big brother!Big brother!"

Song Lu was weak and cried, gently shaking Song Que's body, "Brother, what's wrong with you!"

As he shook, the bloodline in Song Que's seven orifices kept dripping to the ground, but he himself did not react at all.

Song Lu looked at it for a long time and found that Song Que's body gradually became cold. He suddenly understood what was going on. He held Song Que with both hands and stood there crying loudly!

"Brother... is dead!"

Among the four major sects in the world, if you talk about prestige and control, the other three stakeholders are too different from Song Que. Only Song Que is the stakeholder who truly controls the entire valve. He will be the only one who can tell you what you want!

There is no one in the entire Song family who dares to disobey, even his uncles and seniors!

In the entire Song family, no one dared to disobey Song Que's majesty, and only Song Que could suppress the disobedient people in the Lingnan tribes and the disobedient people in the family. He was like a mountain standing behind everyone. Although everyone was afraid of his majesty, they felt at the same time relieved because of the majesty of this mountain. He supported the entire Song family and even the entire Lingnan sky and mountain.

But now, the sky collapses and the mountains collapse, Song Que is actually dead!

Dead at Yang Yizhi's hands!

Today, the entire Song Family Mountain City felt an inexplicable sense of despair from the bottom of his heart because of Yang Yi's arrival, but because of Song Que's insistence, everyone dared not stop Yang Yi's visit.

When Song Que sharpened his sword and cut the monument, the entire Song family had an ominous premonition. When Song Que went down the mountain alone and captured twenty martial arts masters in the hall, they realized who he was so serious about sacrificing his sword to deal with.

Since seeing the bloody name in the Knife Hall, no one from the Song family who knew about this has ever been able to sleep well these days, especially as Yang Yi's reputation became more and more famous from the Central Plains to the outside world, it was famous all over the world, and the children of the Song family were even more unable to sleep or eat, fearing that Yang Yi would come to the mountain city one day, and also fearing that Song Que would go down the mountain to find Yang Yi.

Now that Yang Yi is going up the mountain, the Song family's despair has reached, but in the despair, he is still a bit lucky. Song Que has always been an invincible existence like a god in their hearts. Although Yang Yi is powerful, he may not be able to defeat Song Que.

There were many people in the entire mountain city who had this idea. After Yang Yi went up the mountain, these people were uneasy and had some beautiful imaginations after Song Que defeated Yang Yi. It was not until Song Lu's cry faintly came from the top of the mountain that they finally broke the last trace of luck in their hearts.

Tiandao Song Que, the master of the Song Valve, and one of the few martial arts masters in the world, are dead!

Words may be wrong, but blood will not deceive people.

When the Song family gathered in the large courtyard where the head of the family was, the purpose was to lie quietly on the stone slab in the courtyard.

Song Lu was holding a towel to make Song Que clean his face, and the warm water in the copper basin next to him had already been stained with blood.

The broken sky swords were divided into two pieces and inserted into a piece of bluestone in the courtyard. The collapsed sharpening hall next to them, the big trees and walls in the courtyard were all showing everyone what kind of terrifying battle it took to make such a messy scene happen.

Song Shidao, his sister Song Yuzhi and his uncle "Di Jian" Song Zhi, walked towards Song Que who was lying on the ground with red eyes. One step faster than them was a woman with an ordinary figure.

That was Song Que's wife.

"master!"

The old lady lay on Song Que and couldn't help crying. After crying for a long time, she suddenly looked up at Yang Yi who had been standing in the yard like a stake of dead trees, "You... why did you kill my master!"
Chapter completed!