"Quick, Xiao He, go and ask my Senior Brother for help... You two, come with me, and watch Uncle help you make a great contribution and achieve great success!"
Song Yuan immediately shouted out his instructions.
As he spoke, his movements were not slow in the slightest.
The special belt hidden around his waist was instantly unbuckled and swung out violently to meet the sword point of Li ChunJun's assassination.
The disciples of the Sword Tasting Hall mainly focused on swordsmanship.
However, in addition to his swordsmanship, Song Yuan also mastered a set of whip techniques, and he used special gold silk to make a belt for easy concealment.
At this moment, he suddenly struck out, and the force was so great that it faintly created a thunderous roar in the void!
In a flash of lightning.
Various changes of the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Sword Art flashed through Li ChunJun's mind in an instant.
The sword point that flew out to stab changed from stabbing to swinging, and with high-frequency vibration, it slammed hard on the belt that Song Yuan had drawn out.
"Bang!"
At the moment when the two forces converged in the void, there was a deafening roar, as if a car tire had suddenly burst.
In fact, although the result of this collision was not as obvious as a tire burst, it was not far off.
The sword point under high-frequency vibration directly shattered the sonic boom-like belt drawn out by Song Yuan, and countless pieces of leather exploded in the air.
As the leather scraps flew, Li ChunJun's straight stabbing sword point paused slightly.
However, his feet were not slow at all, and he strode forward.
As he stepped forward, his figure had already carried the momentum of a frantic charge, pouring all this force into the sword that had just paused for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, the sword point stabbed again, with a crisp sword cry, as Li ChunJun quickly pounced, man and sword in Harmony, and fiercely stabbed towards Song Yuan, whose offensive had been shattered!
The changes in this process were so fast that there was no delay at all.
Moreover, relying on his powerful physique and superior burst of power, Song Yuan had no time to make an accurate response.
When he woke up, this million-level precious sword was already flashing with a cold light, killing him in front of the general manager of Dafa Building Materials.
"Not good!"
Song Yuan's face changed drastically when he reacted.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had misjudged Li ChunJun's strength!
Li ChunJun...
He was not like the information provided by the Jin Family, who relied on fighting with his life to kill Sun Yongxing!
This is definitely a Martial Master with the Inner Strength peak battle strength!
Even...
His speed, reaction, and burst of power cannot be compared with even Inner Strength peak Martial Masters, but—comparable to a Martial Master!
Inner and Outer in Harmony, a Martial Master who can establish a sect and be called a master!
"Stop!"
Song Yuan roared, his breath like thunder. With the force of this roar, he also swung the half of the belt remaining in his hand, as if to wrap around Li ChunJun's rapidly thrusting sword and pull it away.
But almost at the instant the half-belt in his hand wrapped around Li ChunJun's sword, the sword vibrated once more.
The sword's resonance stirred up a bright sword hum, forming circles of shockwaves that scattered all the force wrapped around the sword. This sword could no longer be stopped by any power. With an unstoppable momentum, it crashed before Song Yuan, instantly piercing through his chest.
The moment his chest was pierced, Song Yuan's eyes widened abruptly.
The abrupt cessation of blood supply caused an unprecedented weakness to instantly spread throughout every corner of his body.
He stared fixedly at Li ChunJun...
Li ChunJun's gaze also met his without the slightest evasion.
One, filled with terror, anger, and unwillingness.
The other, cold, sinister, and...
Disregard.
A disregard for life!
It was as if he was slaughtering not a person, but an ordinary animal like a cat or dog.
Even...
Not even as good as an ordinary animal.
Like a weed on the roadside that could be trampled to death at will, representing nothing.
"Bang!"
In the next moment, Song Yuan's body shook violently.
It was Li ChunJun, who had become one with his sword, following the momentum and crashing into his body. The enormous force sent his entire person flying.
"Chih!"
The sword that had pierced his heart was pulled out of his body, bringing with it a cluster of bright red blood.
Song Yuan, flying backward, fell on his back, but his eyes remained fixed on Li ChunJun, like an evil ghost.
But...
Li ChunJun's gaze no longer lingered on him for even a moment.
Because at this moment, he was already a dead man.
A dead man would soon have all traces of his existence erased from this world.
Not worth even a moment's pause.
"Thud!"
Song Yuan's body, having flown three or four meters, crashed heavily to the ground. The violent impact made his mind dizzy and his vision blurred.
As his eyes completely darkened, he saw his two nephews and relatives, who followed him down, each with an extra bloody hole in their throats.
These two juniors, whom he had painstakingly trained and who had reached the Outer Refinement Great Accomplishment stage, couldn't even withstand a single exchange under this ruthless man's sword.
At the same time, he also saw his cousin, who had gone to fetch reinforcements, hurrying back into the courtyard, and...
His Sixth Disciple and Eighth Disciple, whom he regarded as reinforcements.
He knew the strength of these two disciples. Although they were talented, with the Eighth Disciple rumored to have a chance at Harmony in the future, they were ultimately ten years younger than him, and their strength was inferior to his.
This level of strength against Li ChunJun, who was powerful enough to rival a Harmony Martial Master!?
"Run! Run! Tell Master! Let Master take action personally! Run!"
In the last moment before his mind was swallowed by darkness, Song Yuan tried his best to shout these words.
But in the end...
These words could only remain at the level of his inner voice and thoughts.
And as the world before him was completely swallowed by "darkness," his active mind also completely stagnated and quickly died.
"Killed a Level 1 creature, Experience +1!" "Killed a Level 5 creature, Experience +124!" "Killed a Level 3 creature, Experience +13!" "Killed a Level 3 creature, Experience +14!"
[Life Level: 7 (593/700)]
At the entrance, "Xiao He," who had just brought reinforcements, had just stepped out when he happened to encounter Li ChunJun, who was directly charging into the Sword Tasting Hall with his sword.
Through the gate, looking at Song Yuan, who had already fallen in a pool of blood and whose eyes were wide open, "not closing in death," he couldn't help but let out an angry roar: "No!"
"Li ChunJun, we didn't go looking for you, yet you dare to run wild in our Sword Tasting Hall!?"
"Why waste words with him! Attack together! Die!"
The other two disciples of Han Shan didn't hesitate to draw their swords and directly attacked Li ChunJun.
Their expressions, like Song Yuan's, also carried a hint of excitement.
They obviously understood the significance of Li ChunJun, who was wanted by a joint force from all sides.
If the two of them could join forces to kill this ruthless man, the Sword Tasting Hall would definitely be able to gain a lot of prestige in Guangzhou City.
The two of them could even become famous throughout the world with this battle.
Moreover, they also had the same confidence as Song Yuan.
This was the Sword Tasting Hall, what was there to fear!?
Even if this villain was ferocious, what problem could there be in holding him back for a while even if they couldn't beat him?
When the master and senior brothers arrive, they will still have made a great contribution, it's just that the credit is a little less than personally killing this villain.
"Kill!"
The two men shouted sharply, their spirits lifted, neither dodging nor avoiding, but head-on colliding with Li ChunJun, who had come to kill them.
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