Song Yu impatiently took a step forward and said: "Tang Zheng, even at death's door you still want to talk nonsense. Master, you must not listen to his nonsense."
Sword God's face was gloomy as he declined to comment.
Tang Zheng laughed in ridicule: "Song Yu, why are you so nervous? Could it be that you have a guilty conscience and are afraid that I will see through your disguise?"
Song Yu's face flushed red as she said with a guilty conscience: "I'm just spouting nonsense. How could I have a guilty conscience?"
"Is that so? Since you don't have a guilty conscience, then why are you so afraid that I will tell you the truth?" Tang Zheng asked with a smile.
This smile caused Song Yu's heart to turn cold as she stammered: "Who has the time to listen to your nonsense."
Sword God suspiciously looked at Song Yu and then looked at Tang Zheng and said: "There's no harm in listening. I want to see what ugly things you can say."
If Song Yu did not obstruct him like this, then perhaps Sword God would not have too much interest. But looking at Song Yu's appearance, he was instead a little interested in listening to Tang Zheng's words.
Song Yu was suddenly startled as she did not know what to do.
Tang Zheng glanced at Song Yu in ridicule and said: "Jian Shisan is indeed worthy of being Sword God's disciple. His sword arts are exceptional and his cultivation is also very profound. It's a pity that he was used as a spear by others. That day when I killed my way into the Song family, the main members of the Song family fled in a sorry state and became cowards. Only Jian Shisan alone with his sword stood out bravely. After a fierce battle with me, he was no match for me and was captured alive. I did not kill him, but he committed suicide. "
At that time, Jian Shisan resolutely chose to commit suicide in order to protect the information about the Azure Dragon Hall in his brain. This kind of resolute attitude was truly worthy of respect.
An ordinary person definitely wouldn't have such boldness and courage.
After Tang Zheng finished speaking, the faces of the Song family members suddenly changed. The Sword God's face became more and more gloomy, and he looked at the Song family rather unkindly. This was very different from the news that the Song family had told them. In the end, who was right and who was wrong? For a moment, it was hard for him to distinguish.
But there was no doubt that there was something fishy going on.
Song Jia Nan finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He stepped forward and reprimanded, "Tang Zheng, do you think you can fool the Sword God with your lies? You underestimate the Sword God too much. Everyone knows that your words are all lies. "
"Whether it's a lie or not, wouldn't it be clear if we ask the others who were present at the time? Of course, I know that the closest members of the Song family are definitely in cahoots with you and won't tell the truth. However, there are so many other servants, and there will definitely be some who are upright among them. Naturally, they will tell the truth. "
Song Jia Nan said in his heart that it was really a close call. Fortunately, he was wise and heroic at that time and made a prompt decision to get rid of those servants. The dead tell no tales. In this way, Tang Zheng's words had no evidence, and naturally did not have much credibility.
Song Jia Nan pretended to be filled with righteous indignation, and angrily complained, "Tang Zheng, you still have the face to ask those servants to testify for you. Could it be that you've forgotten what you did at that time? Not only did you kill Jian Shisan, you even started a massacre and killed all the servants of our Song family. The dead tell no tales, so you're trying in vain to use this kind of lowly lie to sow discord? Tang Zheng, could it be that you're treating all of us as fools and allowing you to deceive us? "
Song Jia Nan's false accusation made Tang Zheng realize that this old ginger was indeed spicy enough. This ability to reverse black and white had reached perfection. Moreover, a strong chill rose in Tang Zheng's heart. Song Jia Nan actually said that those servants were all dead.
What this meant, Tang Zheng was all too clear. These people were definitely dead, and they did not die by his hands, but by Song Jia Nan's hands.
In order to protect the secret of that day, he did not hesitate to sacrifice so many people. This kind of ruthlessness and determination was inconceivable and made people shudder.
The dead tell no tales, and Tang Zheng could not produce any strong evidence at all. Instead, he was falsely accused, causing him to have no way to clearly explain what happened that day. He said indignantly: "Song Jia Nan, you're ruthless. You actually killed all of your own servants. Then I have nothing to say, but justice is in the hearts of the people."
A complacent look flashed across Song Yu's eyes, and she urged: "Master, let's do it. Take revenge for Eldest Senior Brother, and pay with blood."
Seeing that Tang Zheng was unable to produce any strong evidence, although the Sword God revealed a puzzled expression, he did not make things difficult for the Song family. Instead, he stared at Tang Zheng and said with killing intent: "Disciple's words are reasonable. Let's not talk too much, let's kill him first."
In the end, he still chose to believe in the Song family.
He walked straight towards Tang Zheng.
The Sword God was short and even had a disability. He walked with a limp, one foot high and one foot low, but wherever he passed, deep footprints would be left on the ground.
When he reached the entrance of the courtyard, the sword qi was already like a rainbow. His short and even ugly body suddenly changed greatly, as if he had become an omnipotent giant.
Tang Zheng's pupils constricted, his entire body tensed up, and he was ready to attack.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a thunderous roar rolled over, and a group of people rushed over from afar. Yan Potian stood at the front of the group with an extraordinary bearing.
Yan Qishan and Yan Liuyun were among them, and another familiar person also attracted Tang Zheng's gaze — Qin Batian.
Back then, Qin Batian had protected Tang Zheng without hesitation, and Tang Zheng had always remembered this friendship. Now that the two of them had not seen each other for several months, seeing Qin Batian now, Tang Zheng had mixed feelings.
Both sides volunteered to help Tang Zheng. Their eyes and ears were all over the capital, and when they heard that the Song family had mobilized a large force and surrounded Tang Zheng's residence, both sides rushed over without stopping.
Qin Batian did not know the Sword God, but he could tell that this unassuming old man's strength was unfathomable.
Although Yan Potian had never seen the Sword God before, he recognized him with a single glance and was overwhelmed with shock.
This was because Yan Potian thought that compared to the Sword God, one was in the sky and one was on the ground. Although they had not fought, all of this was already destined by the heavens.
Yan Potian did not have any intention of retreating. Instead, his fighting spirit was ignited, and he wished that he could immediately compete with the Sword God.
Everyone subconsciously looked at this group of people. As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qishan had already stood in front of Tang Zheng to protect him, glaring at the Sword God like a tiger eyeing its prey.
The Sword God raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Potian in ridicule.
The two of them were old men, but their appearances and temperaments were completely different. The Sword God had the eyes of a mouse, and if a stranger were to see him, even a baby would be scared to tears.
As for Yan Potian, although he trained hard, most of the time, he was pampered and held a high position. Furthermore, he had a handsome appearance and was definitely a model among the old men.
But facing the Sword God's mocking gaze, Yan Potian did not dare to be arrogant, but he did not retreat either, and said: "Your Excellency Sword God, if you want to kill Tang Zheng, then you have to pass through my hurdle first. I also want to experience your Excellency Sword God's skills."
Yan Potian's words were loud and clear, and entered everyone's ears clearly, causing many people to be moved. How much courage did it take to directly challenge the Sword God?
The people from the other three great clans looked at Yan Potian as if he was a madman, and discussed animatedly.
"Yan Potian must be crazy. He actually dares to provoke the Sword God. Does he not know how to write the word 'death'?"
"That's right, how could he be a match for the Sword God? For Tang Zheng, he was actually willing to sacrifice his life. Is the relationship between Tang Zheng and the Yan family that close?"
"So what if they're close? They don't know what's good for them. Isn't it just nice that they were taken care of by the Sword God this time?"
One after another, they did not think highly of Yan Potian at all, but Yan Potian turned a deaf ear to them. Like a shield, he stood in front of Tang Zheng to protect him.
Tang Zheng was moved, the Yan family had treated him well, this favor was too great, how could he let him take the risk? He advised in a low voice: "Elder Yan, the Sword God is here for me, I will deal with him."
However, Yan Potian stubbornly shook his head, and said resolutely: "I have long wanted to experience the Sword God's skills, you don't have to worry about me."
Seeing that his attitude was firm, Tang Zheng swallowed his words of persuasion. He only made up his mind, if Yan Potian's strength was insufficient, then he would definitely help him.
"Then be careful, Elder Yan."
Yan Potian nodded, and looked at the Sword God warily.
The Sword God looked at Yan Potian with disdain, and said: "Since you are courting death, then I will satisfy you."
Shua!
The sword light of the Nameless Sword lit up in an instant. The sword was originally nameless, but because of the Sword God, the illustrious name of the Nameless Sword spread out, causing people to feel fear.
Yan Potian's pupils constricted, he took a deep breath and activated the Dragon elephant kungfu. This was the consummate skill that he had cultivated his entire life, and when he fought with Tian Chanzi back then, he had also used the Dragon elephant kungfu, but he had lost.
Now that he was using the Dragon elephant kungfu against his enemy, he did not know whether he would win or lose.
The aura around Yan Potian's body suddenly changed, as though he had turned into a dragon. Of course, this was far from a true dragon. Tang Zheng's heart moved, if Yan Potian had a little bit of Dragon Qi in his body, then it would definitely be of great benefit to the Dragon elephant kungfu, and its power would increase greatly.
This was like the finishing touch of a painting, making the Dragon elephant kungfu live up to its name.
Tang Zheng's finger was as fast as lightning as it pointed at the spine of Yan Potian's back. Yan Potian's entire body trembled, before he could understand what had happened, he felt a boundless energy pouring in from his back.
He was overwhelmed with shock, this kind of energy was something he had never heard of before, but without a doubt, this energy was extremely mystical, and was perfectly comparable to his Dragon elephant kungfu.
Ka ka ka!
All the bones in Yan Potian's body crackled, his inner strength surged like a river, quickly increasing, and in the blink of an eye, his cultivation actually went up another level, reaching the shocking sixth level of the Grandmaster realm.
Yan Potian's cultivation had always suppressed the people from the other families, but it was still extremely difficult for him to make a breakthrough, especially when his cultivation was so high, unless it was a coincidence.
However, just because of the energy that Tang Zheng had injected into him, his cultivation had increased by one level. This kind of almost impossible thing had happened to him, and it could be said to be a miracle.
For a moment, he was actually unable to react as his eyes stared blankly.
Immediately, he became even more curious as to what this energy was and why it was so powerful.
If the Dragon Qi was injected into someone else's body, it would not have such an effect at all. This was a miracle that only happened when it complemented his Dragon elephant kungfu.
Before the start of the battle, his cultivation had increased, which was a good sign. Yan Potian's confidence increased greatly, he turned his head and nodded slightly at Tang Zheng, his gratitude could not be more obvious.
The Sword God also looked at Yan Potian in shock. This sudden breakthrough in cultivation during the battle was too miraculous, he couldn't help but look at Tang Zheng, guessing that it must be the effect of that finger just now.
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