God Destroying Pearl

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

The monks around cast curious glances at him, some whispered, and some looked like they were enjoying a good show.

The two monks guarding the tower also changed their expressions slightly. They obviously did not expect Song Yun to make such a request so directly.

One of the monks hesitated for a moment and then slowly said, "If you insist on going, we will stop you."

"But please understand that the person upstairs is extraordinary. If you cause a conflict because of this, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

After saying that, the two people guarding the building looked at Song Yun at the same time, and the warning in their eyes was obvious.

Nan Yi gently tugged at Song Yun's sleeve and lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing this delicate balance: "Brother Song, don't be impulsive. This is Wangri Tower after all, we shouldn't cause trouble here."

Song Yun was about to speak when a sudden voice came from upstairs.

"Who is so bold as to break into the building I rent?"

There was a hint of anger and disdain in the voice, and it was obviously a response from the people upstairs to the noise downstairs.

When Song Yun heard this, he immediately felt a little confused. This voice sounded a bit like Kuitian from the Divine Sword Sect. He had fought against him before and had some understanding of Kuitian's strength and character. Why was he here too?

Just as Song Yun was full of thoughts, two figures appeared at the stairs. They looked down at the downstairs, their eyes full of arrogance and disdain.

Song Yun looked up and muttered to himself, "It's really Kuitian from the Divine Sword Sect and Zhao Li from the Fiery Fire Sect. I didn't expect to meet them here. They are two defeated generals."

Kuitian and Zhao Li obviously recognized Song Yun as well, and their expressions instantly became complicated.

Zhao Li was the first to speak, with a tone of disbelief: "Song Yun? Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be..."

Song Yun sneered and interrupted Zhao Li's words. There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Heh, if you can come with your strength, why can't I come? Where should I be?"

Having said that, Song Yun took a step forward and walked upstairs.

His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to declare his determination and courage to everyone.

Seeing this, although Nan Yi was still worried, he also knew that Song Yun could no longer be stopped at this moment, so he could only follow closely and be ready to deal with any possible accidents at any time.

When Kuitian and Zhao Li saw Song Yun being so arrogant, their faces suddenly turned gloomy.

They looked at each other, and a fierce look flashed in their eyes.

The two monks guarding the building were a little hesitant because of the conversation between Song Yun and the people upstairs. They were about to make way, but unexpectedly Kui Tian suddenly spoke, breaking the moment of silence.

There was unquestionable majesty in Kuitian's voice, as if the entire space was shaken.

"Song Yun, you are too arrogant."

There was obvious dissatisfaction and provocation in Kuitian's words, and his eyes were like ice, shooting straight at Song Yun.

"Humph, since you want to come up, let me see if you have the ability to get through the obstruction of my two men. Kui Wu, Kui Liu, accompany this Mr. Song to spar for a while."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two monks guarding the tower, Kui Wu and Kui Liu, immediately understood Kui Tian's intention.

They looked at each other, and without any hesitation, they quickly drew out their spirit swords from their respective storage bags. As the swords flashed, a sharp sword intent spread out, pointing directly at Song Yun.

Kuiwu's spirit sword is slender and sharp, with a faint blue light flowing on the sword, just like the brightest star in the night sky; Kuiliu's spirit sword appears heavier, with a wide sword body, emitting a faint yellow light, revealing a sense of calmness and tenacity.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, formed a pincer attack and surrounded Song Yun in the middle.

Faced with this sudden change, Song Yun did not seem panicked.

He smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with confidence and calmness.

He knew very well that Kuitian's move was just to test his strength and to regain the face he had lost before.

"Since Brother Kuitian has such an interest, then Song will respectfully obey your command."

There was a hint of playfulness and provocation in Song Yun's words. He slowly drew out his own spiritual sword. A faint green light flowed on the sword, which complemented the spiritual swords of Kui Wu and Kui Liu.

Following Song Yun's movements, Kui Wu and Kui Liu attacked Song Yun almost at the same time, with swords flashing like weaving, trying to block all of Song Yun's retreat routes.

In the blink of an eye, the space seemed to be torn apart, and Song Yun's figure disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, he was behind Kui Liu.

Kui Liu was shocked and felt a powerful force attacking him from behind. Before he could react, he was hit by an invisible force. His body fell to the ground involuntarily and he lost consciousness.

This scene happened so suddenly that no one around could see how Song Yun did it.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yun's figure flashed again and he instantly appeared beside Kui Wu. The magic sword in his hand gently pressed against the center of Kui Wu's eyebrows. The cold light at the tip of the sword reflected the cold murderous intent in Kui Wu's frightened pupils.

There were discussions around one after another. Some people were amazed at Song Yun's speed and strength, while others were shocked by the spatial means displayed by Song Yun.

"What's going on? How come they were all subdued in the blink of an eye? Are they so weak in the early stage of foundation building?" asked a puzzled voice.

"You know nothing!"

Another person nearby sneered.

"This is a spatial method, not an ordinary martial art. Spatial spiritual roots are a rare talent that can control space, teleport, hide, and do anything. I didn't expect that Song Yun actually has spatial spiritual roots. No wonder he can subdue Kui Wu and Kui Liu so easily."

"With this kind of spatial means, any ordinary cultivator who comes will have to kneel down." Someone else sighed.