God Destroying Pearl

Upon seeing this, the other two servants who had reached the great perfection of foundation building were stunned at first, and then looked at each other with anger in their eyes.

They both shouted in unison.

"Heavenly Star Sword Technique!"

The roar echoed in the valley like thunder, revealing a momentum that should not be underestimated.

I saw them turning their wrists quickly, the movement was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen. The spirit swords in their hands were swung tightly under their control, and every swing brought about a whistling sound in the wind.

With their mad infusion of spiritual power, spiritual power merged with sword energy and transformed into dazzling sword shadows.

Those sword shadows overlapped one after another, like a big net woven by light, sweeping towards Song Yun like an overwhelming force.

Wherever it passed, deep grooves were carved into the ground, and dust and gravel were raised high up, swirling in the air. The scene was extremely horrifying.

Seeing that the sword move was so powerful, Song Yun didn't dare to take it head-on and could only use space teleportation to dodge.

While dodging, Song Yun seized the opportunity and wanted to use space teleportation to get closer to one of them, trying to find a flaw to counterattack.

But I didn't expect that these two people cooperated so well.

Just as Song Yun approached one of them, injured him in the abdomen, and was about to attack again, the other man instantly noticed his intention, immediately changed his sword moves, and attacked Song Yun.

The sword move was sharp and precise, and it instantly stabbed towards Song Yun's chest. Song Yun quickly used space teleportation to leave the spot and narrowly avoided the attack.

The man who was approached by Song Yun and hit in the abdomen suddenly turned pale, groaned, his face full of pain, and subconsciously covered his abdomen with his hands.

Blood was seen oozing out from between his fingers, staining his clothes red.

He staggered and retreated again and again.

Every step back seemed extremely difficult, as if his legs were as heavy as lead. He kept gasping for breath, obviously he had suffered serious injuries.

Just when the man thought he was out of danger temporarily and relaxed his vigilance a little, Song Yun appeared beside him in an instant like a ghost.

His movements were so fast that the gray-robed servant had no time to react. He didn't even have time to open his eyes before the ethereal sword in Song Yun's hand had already slashed across the man's neck.

The sword blade flashed a cold light, and it was still a clean and sharp sword. A stream of blood splashed out and fell to the ground.

His eyes became empty in an instant, his body swayed, and then he fell to the ground.

Because Song Yun's speed was too fast, the other gray-clothed servant had no time to react at all. By the time he reacted, his companion had already fallen to the ground and died.

His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and he stood there for a long time before coming to his senses.

The only remaining gray-clothed servant was shocked and angry when he saw this. His eyes turned red, and he roared, waving his magic sword and attacking Song Yun.

The sword move was filled with endless anger as it slashed towards Song Yun fiercely, as if he wanted to kill Song Yun on the spot. Every sword move was infused with all his spiritual power and was extremely powerful.

Song Yun was not in a hurry. Just when the sword was about to hit him, he instantly used space teleportation to avoid the attack. He appeared not far away, still looking calm.

Wang Yucong, who was standing by, became furious when he saw Song Yun kill his three attendants in a short period of time.

His face instantly turned red, like a boiled shrimp.

Veins bulged on his forehead and his eyes were filled with anger and disbelief.

His teeth were clattering and he looked as if he wanted to eat Song Yun alive.

"You useless pieces of trash, go to hell!" Wang Yucong roared.

After saying that, he instantly displayed his skills.

He suddenly pushed the ground with his feet, and his whole body turned into a stream of light, rushing towards Song Yun.

His speed was so fast that only a blurry afterimage was left in the air. In the blink of an eye, he was close to Song Yun. His speed was so fast that people had no time to react.

After approaching Song Yun, Wang Yucong said nothing, raised the magic sword in his hand high, and then slashed towards Song Yun's neck fiercely.

The spiritual sword was wrapped in powerful spiritual power. The sword body was shining brightly, with runes flickering faintly, as if it was endowed with infinite power. It made a "buzzing" sound and was incredibly powerful.

Song Yun didn't expect the opponent's movement to be so fast, and he could only hastily block with the ethereal sword in his hand.

He gripped the hilt of the ethereal sword tightly with both hands, his arm muscles bulged high, and held the ethereal sword horizontally in front of his body, trying to block the fatal blow.

There was a crisp sound of "clang" as the two swords collided, splashing sparks.

The sparks flew in all directions like blooming fireworks, flashing brightly in the sun, but also exuding a dangerous aura.

However, what Song Yun never expected was that after the ethereal sword collided with the opponent's spiritual sword, it could not bear the weight and was instantly cut into two pieces.

The broken sword blade flew towards Song Yun's face, brushing past his cheek and causing a burning pain.

At the same time, a great force came from the intersecting swords.

Song Yun only felt that his whole body was flying backwards involuntarily. When his feet landed on the ground, due to the huge inertia, he staggered slightly, and his body swayed forward before he could stabilize himself.

Song Yun reached out and gently touched the burning and painful spot on his cheek.

Looking at the trace of blood on his hand, Song Yun's eyes became more vigilant.

Wang Yucong originally thought that under the attack of his extremely sharp spiritual sword, even if Song Yun did not die, he would be seriously injured and fall to the ground.

But when he saw that Song Yun's spiritual sword was only cut off, and he was not seriously injured except for a scratch on his cheek, and he was still standing there steadily, he snorted coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"You have some skills, but you still have to die!"

Before he finished speaking, he stomped his feet suddenly, and spiritual power burst out instantly.

The whole person rushed towards Song Yun like a cheetah that had broken free from its reins.

I saw his figure leaving a blurry afterimage in the air.

At the same time, the only remaining gray-clothed servant saw the young master launching an attack again, and did not dare to slack off at all. He hurriedly gripped the magic sword in his hand, pushed the ground with both legs, and shot towards Song Yun's position like an arrow.

As he galloped, he swung the spirit sword in his hand. The blade cut through the air, making a sharp "wuwu" sound.

Seeing this, Song Yun frowned slightly, quickly put the broken ethereal sword into the storage bag, and then took out the gray jade sword from the storage bag.

The whole action was done in one go, without any drag.

Song Yun did not dare to delay for even a second, and immediately used spatial teleportation to leave the spot.

When he appeared again, he had quietly come to the side of the gray-robed servant.

The servant was rushing forward with full concentration at this moment, thinking about cooperating with Wang Yucong to capture Song Yun. He never expected that Song Yun would choose to attack him actively, and at such a fast speed that he was beside him in the blink of an eye.

By the time he noticed something strange around him and wanted to dodge, it was already too late.

Song Yun's eyes turned cold, and he thrust the gray jade sword in his hand forward with force. The whole movement was smooth and the gray jade sword pierced the servant's heart in an instant like a flash of lightning.

The sharp tip of the sword pierced through the servant's back, leaving a trail of bright blood.

Song Yun did not hesitate and instantly pulled back the gray jade sword, bringing out a streak of blood.

Then, Song Yun flashed and disappeared from the spot again.

Although the gray-clothed servant had been killed, his body still maintained a forward posture due to inertia.

After a moment, as inertia disappeared, his body fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Wang Yucong didn't expect that Song Yun did not choose to fight him head-on, but unexpectedly went to deal with his servants. This made him very angry and he immediately became furious.

"How dare you, Song Yun!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist. The moment his palm touched the storage bag, the storage bag flickered slightly.

He quickly reached his hand into it, fumbled around for a while, and took out a jade talisman.

As soon as this jade talisman appeared, it emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary object.

Wang Yucong was seen muttering something, while his spiritual energy flowed into the jade talisman through his fingertips. The jade talisman instantly glowed brightly and became transparent.