Chapter 144 Song Tian's Fear

Yun praised his body as wind and electricity, sweeping back and forth several times within a mile around him, making a mess in the woods within a radius of a mile, as if he had been swept by a huge storm.

How is that possible?

Yun praised and thought suspiciously that Ding Yang was just a martial artist in the marrow. He could not be faster and stronger than himself in terms of speed and strength. However, just now, Ding Yang not only dodged his flying sword, but also disappeared under his eyes. Now he can't even feel his breath. It is.

The thought search range of the congenital strong can reach a hundred miles away. Yun praises that Ding Yang can escape a hundred miles in less than an instant, and even the innate strong can't do this. Therefore, Ding Yang should still be nearby, but he can't feel Ding Yang's breath, which is really weird.

While cloud praise, he locked a large area of the surrounding ten miles with a strong sense of thought, separated a sense of thought, and began to search with himself as the center. This time he searched very carefully. He didn't even let go of a small grass or a stone. Even a hole the size of a teacup, he searched carefully.

Half an hour passed, and Yun's face became more and more ugly. He had searched nearly five miles of land inch by inch, and still did not find the smell of Ding Yang.

Can Ding Yang really fly to the sky and escape? It's impossible. Something must be missing.

Another half hour has passed, and the sky has completely darkened. Yun praised finally believed that it was impossible to find Dingyang. Within ten miles, even an ant was felt by him, but he still did not feel the breath of Dingyang.

In the Black Dragon Army camp, the whole camp was illuminated by torches like daylight. Thousands of fully armed Black Dragon Army soldiers stood around the Chinese army's tent, exuding a murderous atmosphere.

All the sergeants are like enemies. The daytime killing god caused a great shock in their hearts. Although they are standing here now, there are thousands of people, but everyone is uneasy.

"How is the situation of the two marshals Cui and Wu?"

In the big account, Song Tianang sat in the handsome seat in the middle and asked. He has taken the best healing elixir, and after the careful conditioning of military doctors, the internal injury has gradually calmed down. Although his face is still pale, his breath has stabilized a lot.

"In reply to the Governor, the two marshals fought with the killer, and they were all seriously injured. Especially Commander Cui Daoxing, many internal organs and meridians in his body have been seriously damaged, and the military doctor is trying his best to rescue him. In addition, Saklong, the leader of the Longxi Camp, was also seriously injured by the killing god. Yue Zhongqi, the leader of Longchong Camp, bowed back and said.

"Damn!"

Song Tian Gang patted the armrest of the handsome chair, and Sak Long was fine. Cui Daoxing and Wu Tianfeng were both marrow-washing warriors, and with his full support, they advanced marrow-washing was loyal to him and his right-hand man. Now they are all seriously injured by Ding Yang, the god of killing. Cui Daoxing may also become disabled directly. How can he not let him lose control in anger?

However, after his anger, Song Tianyang also had a strong fear in his heart. Ding Yang's strength was really terrible. If it hadn't been for Yun's coincidence to come to Nanyuan County for inspection, I'm afraid he would have died in Ding Yang's hands.

In Song Tian'ang's heart, anger, fear and panic all exist, that is, there is no emotion of regret. In the eyes of these heroes, there is no right or wrong, only strong and weak. If you are strong, everything you do is right. If you are not strong, everything you do is wrong.

"I don't know if Yun Praise can kill this killing god?" For the first time, Song Tianang was full of expectations for the existence of cloud praise.

"Don't worry, Governor. Yun Lao is a congenital master. No matter how powerful the killing god is, he will die. Yue Zhongqi saw the anxiety in Song Tiangang's heart and quickly came forward to comfort him.

"Yes!" Song Tianyang suddenly felt that his worry was funny. No matter how powerful Ding Yang was, could he still fight against the innate master? If you meet the cloud praise, you must be dead. But there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if Ding Yang could really create miracles.

Call-

A breeze passed, and a white figure appeared in the tent.

Yun Lao!

Song Tianyang quickly stood up from the handsome position and said respectfully. After Ding Yang's matter, he dared not be disrespectful to Yun's praise now. He stared at Yun Yu's face, as if he wanted to see from Yun Yu's face whether he had killed Ding Yang.

"Governor Song," Yun praised and glanced at Song Tianyang and sighed in his heart. He didn't know how Song Tianyang would react when he heard his news. At the same time, there was also a pitiful look in his eyes. Song Tianyang provoked the terrible role of Ding Yang. I'm afraid that he will not sleep well in the future. I couldn't keep the assassin."

One sentence made Song Tianang's heart suddenly sink into a ten-thousand-year glacier, "What! Mr. Yun, is that guy so powerful? Can you escape from your hands? He couldn't believe his ears. If it hadn't been for the innate master praised by Yun, he would have gone crazy.

Yue Zhongqi and Man Chengliang next to them all opened their mouths in shock and couldn't close them for a long time. It's terrible that the assassin can't even keep the innate master. What kind of enemy did the Governor provoke?

"That boy is not only very strange in strength, but also seems to have mastered a mysterious secret method of hidden breath, and even my innate will can't lock his breath. Governor Song, I think you are in a lot of trouble this time.

"What should I do? What should I do?" At this time, Song Tianyang really felt a trace of regret. Even the innate master could not kill Ding Yang. If he grows up, who else can protect himself?

Seeing Song Tianang's lost appearance, there was no momentum and majesty of a county governor. Yun's praise couldn't help but raise a burst of anger, as if he was very dissatisfied with Song Tianang's performance.

"Governor Song, I will continue to patrol on behalf of the sky. It is impossible to stay in Nanyuan County for a long time. Once I leave, you have to prepare early. Although the assassin was also injured, it should not be fatal. I'm afraid he will come back to you when he recovers.

Ah - Song Tian-gang just woke up. Yes! Yun Praise is the ambassador sent by the Chu court. It is impossible to stay in one place for a long time. When Yun Praise leaves, if Ding Yang comes back, who else can stop it?

"According to the situation I fought with the assassin just now, although he is still at the high level of marrow washing, I'm afraid his actual combat power has reached the peak of marrow washing. If you want to defeat him, in addition to the innate master, it takes at least two top warriors to wash the marrow to be able to do it. Yun Zing continued to say to Song Tianang.

Song Tianqiang's face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd. Although he is a county governor and powerful, what kind of person is the strong man at the peak of marrow washing? Innate masters are extremely rare. Generally speaking, the peak of marrow washing is the top existence in the Xuanhuang continent.

And after reaching the peak of the marrow washing realm, most of them are obsessed with breaking through the innate barrier and marching into the innate realm. How can they have time to pay attention to these ordinary things? And listening to Yun's praise, even if you find a martial artist at the peak of marrow washing, I'm afraid you can't stop Ding Yang, and you have to find more than two. This is much more difficult than finding a strong master.

"Actually, there is another way." Yun praised that when he saw Song Tianang's bitter gourd appearance, he slowly spit out another sentence.

"Ah - isn't it? Please make it clear to Mr. Yun, what else can we do? Hearing Yun's words of praise, Song Tianang asked hurriedly, as if the drowning man suddenly caught a life-saving rope.

"That is, you resigned from the position of governor of Nanyuan County and entered Beijing. The strong people in the capital are like clouds. Not to mention the peak of marrow washing, even the innate master is more than one or two strong men. No one dares to make trouble in the capital of Chu.

What?

Song Tianyang suddenly became silent. To serve in Beijing is to deprive himself of his military power. What's the use of giving himself a higher title than the governor? Without the military power, I can only be an idle person, and I no longer have such huge rights.

"Humph--" It seems that he had already expected Song Tian's reaction. Yun praised and snorted coldly, "I've said everything I have to say. Take care of yourself."

After saying that, his wrist trembled, and the blue-blooded sword was inserted into the ground in the tent. His body shook and disappeared from the tent.