Song Yun was not very interested in the Tang family. As long as the other party didn't mess with him, he would be lazy to kill him. After all, Song Yun claimed that he was not a murderous devil.

But if the other party dares to harass him and touch his negative scale, no matter who it is, Song Yun will pull the other party off.

And the most important thing now is not to pay attention to the Tang family, but to find out their aunts Song Qingyan and Qinglong. These two people have been missing for two months. The Song family has launched a global network of relationships, but they have not found each other yet, and they don’t know whether these two people are alive or dead.

And the only good news is that after the little sword god challenged the master, he came to Song Yun as a guest.

Song Yun directly left the little sword god in the branch of the Yanjing Shura League, serving delicious food and drink.

On this day, Song Yun took Li Shishi to have dinner with Zhao Yan's little sword god at the Shura League branch. Someone suddenly released news that he had seen Qinglong and Song Qingyan, and Song Yun didn't care about having dinner. He took Zhao Yan to collect information, leaving Li Shishi and Xiao Jian Shen to stay in the branch first.

But as soon as Song Yun left, a car stopped at the branch entrance.

The front passenger seat was Tang Jia, and the front driver was Tang Shisan.

A young man sat in the back row, wearing a decent suit, with a cold face and a faint look, as if nothing would cause a turmoil in his heart.

This person is the most powerful figure in the Tang family, Tang Xiaoyun, who was called the evil genius by the Tang family.

Tang Xiaoyun is very arrogant and arrogant.

Moreover, the days when he traveled with his master also allowed him to see many powerful people, and now he doesn't care about anything.

When he returned to the Tang family, he was immediately unhappy when he learned that someone had actually injured his elder brother Tang Jia and his fourth uncle Tang Chuan.

But he didn't think about it. The cause of the incident was because the Tang family was arrogant and bullied others.

At this moment, he was sitting in the car, his eyes closed slightly, and said to Tang Jia, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Brother, the person who injured you and the fourth uncle is in this?"

Tang Jia frowned, and at this moment he felt very depressed.

He originally wanted to use Song Yun's hand to kill his younger brother Tang Xiaoyun, but he didn't expect that his younger brother's talent was amazing, and his current strength actually surpassed his grandfather Tang Yue.

Now the Tang family is relieved and bold to let Tang Xiaoyun come alone, which proves their trust in him.

Seeing that Tang Jia did not respond, Tang Xiaoyun asked again: "Brother, is Song Yun inside?"

Tang Jia came back to his senses and said in a deep voice: "Yes, Song Yun is here."

"Okay, then I'll go and kill him."

Tang Xiaoyun nodded, opened the car door and got out of the car, stood at the branch entrance and paused, then pulled out a soft sword from his waist.

This sword is hidden in the belt, and the belt is specially made, and it is the scabbard of this soft sword.

Then he led two people all the way up, and reached the top floor, and directly opened the door of the general manager's office.

There were only two people in the room, Li Shishi and Little Sword God.

The little sword god is wiping the sword, and Li Shishi is playing with his mobile phone.

When they heard the door being opened, they all stopped their hands and looked towards the door.

Tang Xiaoyun stood at the door, swept the little sword god and Li Shishi calmly, and told him intuition that the man who practiced swords was not Song Yun.

"Where is Song Yun?"

He asked proudly, as if he was interrogating his own slave.

"Ah! Tang Jia!"

Li Shishi's heart skipped a beat. Song Yun had told them about the Tang family before, and sent them a photo of Tang Jia, saying that it would be better not to get involved when he saw this. This kid was so vicious. Just as Li Shishi wanted to step forward, the little sword god winked her, signaled her to retreat, and then stood up and said to Tang Xiaoyun: "What's the matter with Song Yun?"

The other party brought a sword and broke into the door. The little sword god didn't think the other party was coming to Song Yun for a drink.

Tang Xiaoyun said: "I'm here to kill him."

The little sword god's eyes sterned and asked, "Who are you?"

"You don't deserve to know."

Tang Xiaoyun said coldly, pointing the soft sword in his right hand at the little sword god, his eyes showing provocation and disdain, and then looked at the long sword in the little sword god's hand.

"You're so angry. Since that's the case, let's fight."

The little sword god showed excitement on his face. The other party used a sword and was a swordsman. He liked to fight with the swordsman.

He moved his body and attacked Tang Xiaoyun, stabbed through the void with a sword, pointing directly to Tang Xiaoyun's eyebrows.

But unexpectedly, Tang Xiaoyun was extremely fast, and his soft sword body hit his long sword with a sharp edge. Not only did he block his sword, but his sword body was twisted, and the tip of the sword stabbed his wrist.

All this came too quickly, and the little sword god could only release the long sword to avoid the attack.

However, for the little sword god, the sword is inseparable from the swordsman's criterion.

Puff.

The little sword god's wrist was pierced, blood splattered, and the wound was deep and bones could be seen.

"madness!"

Tang Xiaoyun snorted coldly and kicked the little sword god.

The little sword god wanted to dodge, but he was too fast to do so. He was kicked out and hit the edge of the flower table in the room, smashing the flower table.

puff.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the little sword god looked at Tang Xiaoyun in surprise.

Except for facing Song Yun, he never felt this powerlessness. The opponent's combat power far exceeds him. The two of them are not at the same level.

"You are already close to internal strength and can be considered a master. But to me, you are just an ant, and I can step on it to death with one kick!"

Tang Xiaoyun looked at the little sword god with contempt and said arrogantly, "Tell me, where is Song Yun?

The little sword god did not answer. His eyes were cold, he suppressed the severe pain from his internal organs, and raised his sword to point at Tang Xiaoyun: "Come on, continue."

"A waste, dare to challenge me!"

Tang Xiaoyun showed anger on his face, held a soft sword in his hand, and walked towards the little sword god.

His aura was outward and murderous intent made the little sword god feel extremely stressed.

However, the little sword god did not retreat.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, fight!

Even if you know that you are not your opponent, you still have to fight. This is the principle of his swordsman!

"ah!"

The little sword god shouted violently, waved the long sword in his hand, and attacked Tang Xiaoyun.

But due to injury, his speed and strength were weakened, and his offensive had no power.

Brush brush.

Tang Xiaoyun's three swords passed, and the soft sword was bent and tricky, making the little sword god unable to defend. He stabbed the little sword god's left shoulder, right chest and right leg respectively.

Tang Xiaoyun was teasing the little sword god. He did not use all his strength. Each sword just pierced the little sword god's skin, and blood flowed, but it did not penetrate the bones.

"Tell me, where is Song Yun?"

Tang Xiaoyun stood with his sword and said in a condescending tone.

"Come on, continue!"

The little sword god staggered a little, but he held the sword tightly, and his will in his eyes was very firm.

"court death!"

Tang Xiaoyun shouted violently, pointed his sword at the little sword god, and shouted: "I order you to throw away your sword, otherwise I will make you worse than death!"

"I am a swordsman, and the sword is my glory! It is my principle to keep the sword in hand!"

The little sword god licked the blood on his lips, not afraid of Tang Xiaoyun's threat at all.

Tang Xiaoyun felt that his majesty had been violated. A weak man dared to provoke his majesty, and even dared to talk to him about glory and principles.

The weak are not worthy of saying this!

He shouted coldly: "Criteria! Humph, then I will break your standards!"

The first time, Tang Xiaoyun took the initiative to attack.

At this time, he burst out with real combat power, and the little sword god's eyes were full of disbelief, because he could not see clearly the action of Tang Xiaoyun's sword drawing.

Brush brush brush brush brush brush brush brush...

The soft sword is as dense as rain, and the sword is shining.

Countless scars appeared on the little sword god's body, his flesh and blood flowed, and his body was red.

"I order you to throw away your sword!"

Tang Xiaoyun yelled while attacking.

"I want me to throw away my sword unless I die!"

The little sword god's attitude was very firm. He stood there with difficulty, with a grin on his lips, and provoked at Tang Xiaoyun: "Haha, you're so angry, you bastard."

"Magic! Glory! I will destroy everything about you today!"

Tang Xiaoyun was so angry that he gritted his teeth. The soft sword flashed with a cold light and slashed at the little sword god's arm.
Chapter completed!