God Destroying Pearl

At this time, another thin-faced man in gray came forward.

His face was full of flattering smiles, his small eyes flashed with greed, and he hunched over and walked to Wang Yucong.

"Young Master, I found that this spirit beast has not signed a soul contract, which can save you a lot of trouble." He said to Wang Yucong with a flattering face.

That fawning look made people feel sick.

When Wang Yucong heard this, he was overjoyed. The smile on his face became more and more wild, and his eyes flashed with a fiery light.

"Very good. There is no one else here anyway. You guys should take action immediately and get rid of this Song Yun for me. As long as you capture this spirit beast, I will reward you handsomely!" Wang Yucong said impatiently.

"Yes, young master." The gray-clad servants beside Wang Yucong quickly straightened up and responded in unison.

Among them, the gray-robed monk with a face full of flesh puffed out his chest, tightly grasped the spiritual sword in his hand, and shook it vigorously.

His broad shoulders rose and fell with his movements, the flesh on his face trembled along with it, and the corners of his mouth even unconsciously rose slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

Song Yun stared at these people intently from beginning to end, with vigilance in his eyes.

When Song Yun heard Wang Yucong openly ask his servants to get rid of him, the coldness in his eyes instantly became as intense as frost in the cold winter, and that cold look seemed to be able to freeze the air around them.

Before these servants could actually make any move, Song Yun took the initiative.

He took a deep breath, and a powerful spiritual power instantly surged from his dantian, quickly spreading along his meridians to his whole body, and then gathered on the ethereal sword in his hand.

The next moment, Song Yun used the magical method of space replacement without hesitation. His figure instantly turned into an illusory light and shadow, and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.

When he reappeared, he had already quietly come behind the gray-clothed servant with a ferocious face who was closest to him.

The gray-clad attendant was now preparing to rush towards Song Yun with excitement on his face, completely unaware of the danger that was approaching from behind.

He was even grinning, revealing a row of uneven teeth, and muttering something cruel like "Wait and see how I'm going to deal with you."

Song Yun's eyes turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The muscles in his arms instantly tensed and bulged high, as if containing a tremendous force.

Then, he exerted force suddenly, and the ethereal sword in his hand was like a lightning that broke through the wind, with a sharp momentum, and instantly pierced through the chest of the gray-clothed servant.

The tip of the sword peeked out from the front unhindered, leaving behind a bright and glaring trail of blood.

The blood gleamed strangely in the sunlight and splattered on the ground, forming a small, shocking bloodstain.

The gray-robed attendant widened his eyes, and the excitement in his eyes froze in an instant, and was instead filled with fear and disbelief.

He opened his mouth and tried to make a sound, but could only squeeze out a strange "gurgling" sound from his throat, as if something was blocking his throat.

He subconsciously tried to cover the fatal wound on his chest with his hands, but before he could raise his hands, his body fell forward limply.

With a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and died instantly.

The spiritual sword that was originally tightly held in his hand fell to the side with a "clang", splashing some small stones.

After the successful attack, Song Yun did not dare to stay for a moment. He quickly used space teleportation to leave the spot.

His figure disappeared without a trace in an instant like a wisp of smoke, leaving only a faint fluctuation of spiritual power in the air.

The wave flashed by, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in an open space in the distance.

After flashing in the distance, Song Yun shouted softly and recalled the ethereal sword.

The ethereal sword drew a graceful arc in the air and fell steadily into his hands.

Song Yun looked down at the spirit bird in his arms. The spirit bird looked very weak at the moment.

The eyes that were originally bright and lively now looked somewhat dull, and the feathers were no longer smooth, but slightly messy, and even had a few traces of charred marks from being burned by the thunder tribulation. It was obvious that he had just survived the thunder tribulation and had consumed too much energy and had not yet recovered.

"Spirit Bird, you have just survived a thunder tribulation and are still very weak. You should go into the spirit beast bag to recover first. Leave this to me." He gently picked up the spirit bird, held it in front of his eyes, and spoke softly with concern in his eyes.

As he spoke, Song Yun quickly opened the mouth of the spirit beast bag and sent the spirit bird towards the mouth of the bag.

Although Lingque was somewhat reluctant, he also knew that he had just survived a thunder tribulation and was not in good condition. Staying here might instead drag down Song Yun.

So it rubbed Song Yun's hand with its head, with reluctance in its eyes, and then nodded obediently, turning into a stream of light and flying into the spirit beast bag.

Song Yun watched the spirit bird enter the spirit beast bag, then he gently closed the bag and put it back into the storage bag.

Then Song Yun slowly raised his head and looked coldly at the three gray-clothed attendants except Wang Yucong. His eyes were like sharp blades, revealing a strong murderous intent.

Song Yun released his spiritual sense to investigate carefully and found that among these three people, two of them had reached the great perfection of foundation building, and one was in the late stage of foundation building.

The three gray-clothed servants were originally preparing to rush towards Song Yun's direction, but they were stunned where they were because Song Yun killed their companions in an instant, with looks of astonishment on their faces, and for a moment they even forgot what to do next.

After a while, they finally reacted and were immediately furious. The anger instantly overwhelmed them like a surging tide.

The faces of the three men turned red as if blood was about to drip out, veins bulged on their foreheads, and their eyes were filled with anger and shame.

"How dare you kill our brother? Today, you will pay with blood!"

One of them roared, took the magic sword in hand, and quickly attacked Song Yun.

The other two were not willing to be left behind, and they roared and rushed forward.

They pushed the ground with both feet suddenly, and the powerful force instantly created several deep footprints on the ground beneath their feet. Amidst the flying dust, the whole person shot out like an arrow and rushed towards Song Yun.

The spiritual swords in their hands flashed with a cold light under the infusion of spiritual power.

The light was like the cold light in winter, which made people feel cold.

As they moved, a whistling sound was created.

Song Yun remained calm and composed. He flashed and used space teleportation again. He disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a faint afterimage.

The attacks of the three gray-clad attendants were in vain, and they only hit empty air. The spirit swords slashed into the ground fiercely, splashing up dust and gravel.

With a "crash", several deep grooves were cut into the ground. The raised dust filled the air, blocking the vision of several people for a moment.

They missed their first attack, but did not get discouraged and quickly adjusted their bodies.

Relying on the locked aura of Song Yun, he attacked Song Yun again.

Their attacks became more fierce and their sword moves became more powerful.

Sword shadows intertwined and flashed in the air, as if they were going to weave into an impenetrable web of death, trapping Song Yun inside.

Song Yun used the ability of space teleportation to cleverly dodge their attacks several times.

His figure shuttled back and forth between them like a ghost, making it impossible to grasp his figure.

Sometimes he flashed on the left and appeared on the right the next second.

The attacks of the three servants could only brush the corners of his clothes but could never really touch him at all.

This made them even more angry, and their attacks became more urgent.

Just when their attacks failed again, revealing some flaws, Song Yun seized the opportunity, flashed, and instantly appeared beside the gray-clothed attendant in the late foundation building stage.

The servant was feeling annoyed because his attack failed, and he never expected Song Yun to suddenly appear beside him.

His eyes widened for a moment, his face full of fear, and he wanted to make a defensive move, but it was too late.

Song Yun's eyes turned cold, and the ethereal sword in his hand had already slashed across his neck like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

The movement was clean and neat, without any delay. The extremely fast sword blade only left a faint shadow in the air.

I saw a line of blood spurting out from the servant's neck, and the blood splashed out like a fountain, spilling on the ground, forming shocking blood flowers.

His eyes suddenly became empty, his body swayed, and then he fell to the ground with a plop, lifeless.

The magic sword in his hand also fell with a "clang" and hit the ground with a dull sound.