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Chapter 559 Bewitched (1 more)

Chapter 559

Song Tian and Song Rong approached two meters away from Wen Yan almost at the same time, and were about to launch a fierce attack when they suddenly paused for a moment.

The two had locked onto Wen Yan, but just now, Wen Yan seemed to have disappeared, which made them feel unable to attack.

Of course it was an illusion, in fact Wen Yan was still there, but at that moment his whole "existence" breath completely "disappeared", making it impossible to grasp the target of the attack.

With just this pause, the two of them released most of their stored strength, Wen Yan turned slightly to one side, and pushed left and right with both hands at the same time.

Song Tian and Song Rong raised their palms almost at the same time.

poop!

Two soft sounds sounded like one sound at the same time, and the Song family members took a step back each.

Wen Yan retreated like lightning, and quickly retreated under the courtyard wall. He leaped up to a height of nearly three meters in place, and his right hand had already grasped the top of the wall.

"Go down!"

There was a cold scolding, and the slender palm flew like a fly, and the slap fell on the top of Wen Yan's head. It was Song Zhaorong!

Wen Yan had just received the attacks of the two masters with all his strength. At this time, his internal energy had not yet fully recovered, and his internal organs were suffering terribly, so he was forced to let go and fell back under the wall.

Song Tian has rushed to his landing point, punching out like a dragon.

Wen Yan had been prepared for a long time, tipped his toes slightly, and turned around in a circle, narrowly avoiding Song Tian's fist, turned around and elbowed the latter's face.

flutter!

Song Tian stood still, and slapped the opponent's elbow with his palm. Wen Yan was so shaken that he took four or five steps back. Before he could stand still, Song Rong's centenarian old monster was already stuck to his right side.

poop!

Wen Yan connected him with punches and kicks, and the whole person was shocked to retreat to the center of the courtyard.

Song Tian, ​​Song Rong, and Song Zhaorong who jumped off the wall chased him almost at the same time, trying to beat him forcefully before he stabilized his position.Song Zhaorong, who was the worst of the three, was strong enough to fight Wen Yan, and was only one notch away. When the three surrounded him, Wen Yan was completely in a deadlock.

Wen Yan took seven or eight steps back, but before he could stand still, he suddenly stopped as if he violated the principles of physics.

The three people who were chasing them suddenly felt extremely strange.

Just like Wen Yan seemed to disappear in front of them for an instant.

This was still just an illusion, but it disrupted the rhythm of the three of them, making it difficult to accumulate the strongest power for a while.Wen Yan bounced back suddenly, instead of avoiding it, he rushed towards Song Tian who was in the middle of the three of them.

Pong!

Wen Yan's palm confronted Song Tian forcefully, and Song Tian, ​​who was unable to exert his full strength, was shocked and took a step back.

Song Rong and Song Zhaorong on both sides slowed down by half a beat due to the change of rhythm. When they slapped Wen Yan again, this guy quickly retracted the palm that was facing Song Tian, ​​and slapped left and right with both hands at the same time.

poop!

There were two more soft thuds. Song Rong is worthy of being a super master who single-handedly killed the suzerain of Tianxuan Dao. He has adapted a lot compared to last time. Strength.

But even though Song Zhaorong's theoretical realm was also in the "Jingling" realm of the Jingqi Sect, his qigong cultivation was not only one step behind Song Rong and Song Tian's, he was immediately shocked back three or four steps, and his heart was inexplicably shocked.

Before this moment, she never thought that someone would be able to defeat Song Tian, ​​who never backed down when facing the enemy head-on, under the siege of the three of them, but also withstand the pincer attacks of Song Rong and her, and push herself back even stronger!

A strange red tide flashed across Wen Yan's face, but the man followed him like a shadow, chasing after Song Zhaorong like a ghost.

Song Tian shouted: "Zhaorong be careful!" He and Song Rong chased Wen Yan at the same time.

Song Zhaorong made up his mind, knowing that as long as he could hold Wen Yan for a moment, his elder brother and father would be able to solve this difficult boy, so he immediately got angry and forcibly stabilized his figure, while clapping out his palms at the same time.

Wen Yan's eyes lit up instantly, and his footsteps suddenly slowed down.

Song Zhaorong was attracted by him again and lost his rhythm, and immediately lost most of his strength, but saw that Wen Yan hit both palms at the same time, and the speed returned to lightning fast, and he was inexplicably shocked.

How did this guy do it!

It's like a big truck, when driving at high speed, it suddenly reduces its speed by half in a certain second, and then immediately restores its original speed in the next second, which completely violates the normality of physics!

But before she could think about it, the four palms had already been handed over, and the powerful force instantly made her lose her balance, and she fell back again.

Wen Yan rushed through, passed by her, and jumped behind her. At the same time, he elbowed her backwards, pushing her towards Song Tian and Song Rong.

This move was extremely ingenious, when the two had to turn slightly to avoid dodging, he had already thrown himself under the wall on the other side, jumped up quickly, and clung to the top of the wall.

At this moment, a person above shouted: "Want to escape? No way!" He stomped his foot and fell!

Song Yun!

This kick was so fast that people could hardly keep up with their eyes, Wen Yan couldn't avoid it, so he had no choice but to push it with all his strength with his empty right hand.

Pong!

Wen Yan flew down from the wall. Although he could barely stand on his feet, he couldn't help but retreat endlessly, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth!

Before that, he had been forcing his internal energy and constantly fighting hard with Song Tian and Song Rong. Although he seemed to have the upper hand, he had accumulated internal injuries. Now Song Yun's kick like Mount Tai was like the last one that crushed a camel. The straw not only hurt him again, but also caused the previous internal injury.

From behind, Song Tian and Song Rong rushed forward, one left and one right, swinging both fists at the same time.

Surrounded by the four strongest masters of the Song family, Wen Yan finally couldn't hold on any longer. He was hit by two fists in the back, and his whole body flew forward like a cannonball, and fell to the ground with a "thump".

Over there, Song Zhaorong breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the horror in his heart, and quickly surrounded Song Yun who had jumped off the wall, and together with Song Tian and Song Rong cut off Wen Yan's escape route from all directions.

Song Rong said: "What a strong boy!"

Song Tian said slowly: "Tell me, have you broken through the 'Divine Breath Realm' and reached the 'Spiritual Breath Realm'?"

Wen Yan, who was lying on the ground, slowly got up, but he was still able to stand still. He wiped the blood from his mouth, took several deep breaths, and suppressed the pain both internally and externally, before he looked up at Song Tian: "I... I have to thank you all for letting me really grasp what stage I have reached!"

Song Rong's eyes brightened: "Unexpectedly, a kid with a foreign surname could practice the Xu family's Qigong to the strongest. Hey! The Xu family's face is completely lost now!"

Later, Song Zhaorongfang was shocked continuously.

As one of the four masters of the Song family's "Quiet Spirit" realm, and also the top four of the Song family, she certainly knows the relationship between the Qi Yang Gong and the Jing Qi Art.The former's "Spiritual Breath Realm" is equivalent to the "Jingyuan" level of Jingqi Jue. In other words, this kid's qigong level has surpassed the four present!

No wonder it took so much effort for the four of them to win with his own strength!

Wen Yan reflected on himself, and said with a wry smile: "But unfortunately, I was punished by you shameless bastards just after I broke through. Alas, it seems that I have exhausted my energy for rest. Forget it, I admit it. You can kill whatever you want!"

A complex look flashed in Song Tian's eyes.

If he had nothing to worry about, he would never bully others like he is now, but as the head of the clan, he often has to put aside his personal dignity and do things that are in the interests of the family.

He was about to speak when Song Rong suddenly said, "This kid can't be killed."

Song Tian turned to look at him.

Song Rong's eyes brightened and said: "I have been groping all my life, but I have not been able to break through the realm of 'Jingling'. This kid is so powerful, maybe he can help me solve this problem! Give him to me, and I will interrogate him!"

Song Tian said coldly: "No, you can't abandon the family decision for personal gain."

Song Rong glanced at him, and suddenly pressed his palm on his chest.

Song Tian was caught off guard, received a slap on his right chest, and stepped back.

The brothers and sisters Song Zhaorong and Song Yun watched this scene with gaping mouths. Before they could react, Song Rong threw his arms around and landed beside Wen Yan. He picked him up, turned around and ran towards the gate of the courtyard.

Wen Yan was so seriously injured that he was powerless to resist, but he realized what Song Rong was going to do in a second, and he didn't move, allowing the old man to easily carry him and run towards the outside of Song Zhuang at an astonishing speed.

Song Yun exclaimed: "Father!" He was about to chase after him, but he was grabbed by Song Tian after only two steps.When he turned his head in astonishment, Song Tian said with an ugly expression: "Zhao Rong! You take someone to chase after me, Song Yun, you stay and heal me!"

Song Yun was taken aback. He didn't expect his elder brother to be injured so badly. He couldn't help saying, "Father, how could he hit him so hard!"

Song Tian said with difficulty: "He is already possessed, and he will pay any price to break through! Zhaorong, let people seal the mountain, absolutely cannot let them escape from the Underworld Peak!"

……

As soon as he left Songzhuang, Wen Yan heard a piercing bell ringing from behind, and it spread across the wilderness in an instant.

Song Rong scolded: "Stinky boy! Even Daddy dares to issue a hunting order, I'm so stupid!"

Wen Yan was dumbfounded.

All qigong students practice their "heart", and their self-cultivation is usually relatively good, but this old man even swears when he speaks, which does not match his status as a qigong master.

Song Rong didn't give up, and cursed while running, but it didn't affect his speed. In a blink of an eye, he ran through the woods, made a turn, and headed towards the mountain behind Mingfeng.

Wen Yan didn't understand why, but he knew that it would be no good for the old man to catch him, so he concentrated on adjusting his inner breath.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he tried to mobilize the scattered internal energy, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his face changed: "What did you do to me!"

Song Rong stopped cursing, raised his hand and slapped him hard on the forehead: "There's so much nonsense! Go to sleep first!"

Wen Yan's whole head shook immediately, his eyes went dark, and he immediately lost track of his personnel.

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up slowly, only to realize that he was no longer on a bumpy mountain road, but in the back seat of a taxi.The outside of the car is not around Mingfeng at all, but in the urban area of ​​Mohe.

"Are you awake?" The next word is familiar, who is it not Song Rong?

Wen Yan was startled, and wanted to sit up, only to realize that his whole body was limp and weak.

Song Rong chuckled: "Even if Xu Xuanru is reborn, he may not be able to break my 'meditation lock', let alone you, a yellow-haired brat!"

Wen Yan opened his mouth to speak, but the root of his tongue was stiff, his throat was sore, and he couldn't utter a word.

Song Rong said triumphantly: "Forget it! That kid Song Tian is good enough, right? Under his father's restraint, he can only stay obediently."

Unexpectedly, as soon as this sentence was finished, Wen Yan suddenly said hard: "You're such an idiot, Song Tian is much more skilled than you!" Although his voice was hoarse, he could still hear it clearly.

Song Rong's face froze suddenly, and he became weird: "No wonder you can practice the Qigong to the strongest level at such a young age, it is really extraordinary."

The driver in front looked at the rearview mirror and frowned slightly.

What are these two talking about?How can you be so confused?