He Ting looked puzzled. He had heard of burning incense and burning paper, but he couldn't understand what Song Yun said that burning a bottle of medicine meant.

But he had a high opinion of himself and naturally would not ask.

"Hmph, leave that bottle of medicine for yourself." He Ting pretended to understand, waved his hand to everyone, and greeted: "Go!"

Cao Tong, Xuan Yongtang, Zhou Feng and others all glared at Song Yun fiercely, and then left with great power.

Although the fight did not start, the onlookers were very excited.

After Song Yun showed his outstanding combat power, they were really looking forward to the battle between Song Yun and He Ting tomorrow.

Song Yun turned around and walked towards Fenglai Inn. Huang Shiyun stepped forward and asked, "What do you mean by 'burning a bottle of medicine'?"

"Hehe, regret medicine, burn it to Heting. When he gets to the underworld, he will regret provoking me. I just happened to give him a bottle of regret medicine."

Song Yun replied with a smile and walked into Fenglai Inn.

The crowd had not dispersed yet, and when he heard his words, he felt that he was too arrogant.

However, who can be arrogant until the end can only wait and see tomorrow.

...

The practitioner does not need too much sleep time. At night, Song Yun was practicing in the room and suddenly heard a sound from outside the window.

"Someone wants to assassinate me?"

Song Yun was suspicious, but at this time, the sound of knocking on the window came.

The person who comes is definitely not a killer, because the killer will never knock on the window.

But since it is not a killer, why not go to the main entrance?

Song Yun walked over, opened the window, and a figure jumped into the room.

He looked closely and saw that the visitor was Zhou Xiuna, who had fought with him during the day.

Zhou Xiuna was wearing a black nightclub, with a ponytail on her head, and was dressed neatly, which was completely different from Bai Tian.

However, her tight clothes still outlined her S-shaped figure.

Song Yun looked Zhou Xiuna up and down, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Oh, it turns out to be Xiuna's girl, why? I was attracted by my handsomeness and elegance. Come and throw myself to my arms tonight?"

As he said that, Song Yun reached out to pinch Zhou Xiuna's chin.

Zhou Xiuna took a step back, glared at Song Yun, and showed an unhappy look on her face.

Her performance at this moment is very different from her debauchery during the day.

Song Yun joked: "Aren't you very open? Why can't you let go at night?"

"Hmph, rogue!"

Zhou Xiuna snorted coldly, sat on the chair next to the table, and said, "I came here to tell you something about Heting."

Song Yun smiled and said, "Do you think I'm too handsome and can't bear to die? So tell me, He Ting's secret?"

Zhou Xiuna was so angry that she said angrily: "When is it? You still have the heart to joke? You will fight He Ting tomorrow. Are you not afraid of dying at his hands?"

Song Yun shrugged: "Can I beat him tomorrow if I am serious now?"

Zhou Xiuna was stunned for a moment, and she realized that Song Yun's words really made some sense.

But if a big battle is imminent, it should be difficult to have Song Yun’s relaxed mentality.

Shaking his head, Zhou Xiuna was too lazy to say to Song Yunduo, and went straight to the point: "I fought with you today, and I knew you didn't do all your strength, and I still had one move. You were just consecrated in the early stage, but you had such strong combat power, which is indeed worthy of your arrogance. However, compared to He Ting, you are still a little worse."

"I'm here tonight to remind you that He Ting had an adventure some time ago and mastered a powerful magical power. In addition, the He family gave him the spiritual weapon to use, and he could easily defeat him even if he met an ordinary peak cultivator. You may have a trump card, but your chances of defeating him are almost zero."

Song Yun curled his lips and said, "It's midnight that you came to me, maybe you are trying to persuade me to surrender, right?"

"Of course not. Even if you surrender, you have to fight first and then surrender. Surrender directly is a man." Zhou Xiuna muttered and continued: "In addition, I want to tell you He Ting's weakness."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xiuna raised her eyebrows at Song Yun and paused mysteriously.

However, Song Yun did not rush to ask, but just looked at her quietly.

She couldn't help herself and said, "Why don't you ask me, what is He Ting's weakness?"

Song Yun smiled and said, "I'm not waiting for you to continue talking, but who knows you suddenly stopped."

Zhou Xiuna looked helpless and knew that she could not beat Song Yun, so she had to say: "He Ting's weakness is arrogance. As long as you seize his weakness and make good use of it, you still have a one-percent chance to defeat him."

Song Yun said speechlessly: "I took off all my pants, so you can show me this? The fool can tell that he is arrogant, so what do you need to say?"

"Well!"

Zhou Xiuna was stunned and did not pay attention to the words from Song Yun, but asked: "You...you said you took off your pants? What does it mean?"

Song Yun said: "Anyway, it's just what you meant to play with me."

Zhou Xiuna said with confidence: "I didn't play with you. I came to you in the middle of the night, so I'm kind enough to help you. If you can live tomorrow, remember to thank me."

As he said that, Zhou Xiuna jumped onto the window frame and turned around and said, "I'll leave first, goodbye."

"etc."

Seeing that Zhou Xiuna was about to slip away, Song Yun quickly called her.

When she turned around, Song Yun asked, "Why do you want to help me?"

Zhou Xiuna said: "I just can't stand what He Ting did. Although you hate it a little, it's a little better than him. In addition, you are willing to fight to the death to help He Sui, which makes me admire you a little bit."

"So, you are still moved by my excellent qualities."

Song Yun nodded and praised himself shamelessly.

Seeing that Zhou Xiuna rolled her eyes and was about to leave, he hurriedly shouted: "Wait, there is one last question?"

Zhou Xiuna turned around and said, "Why are you so long-winded?"

Song Yun smiled and asked, "Siu Na, I just want to know, why do you pretend to be a mad person even though you are obviously a virgin?"

"none of your business."

Zhou Xiuna's pretty face turned slightly red, she glared at Song Yun, and turned around and left.

Seeing Zhou Xiuna's back disappearing into the night, Song Yun smiled and murmured: "This girl is pretty good."

...

The next day, the venue of the Peach Blossom Spring Martial Arts Association was more lively than yesterday.

Because today's first battle was Song Yun vs He Ting.

The He family has been building up momentum for a long time in the battle between the two. Coupled with Song Yun's unexpected performance yesterday, everyone is looking forward to this battle.

Song Yun arrived at the venue on time, and the scene was filled with people and everyone from all towns had arrived.

But what made Song Yun feel strange was that He Ting had not arrived yet.

He looked at the direction of the Zhou family, and now that Zhou Xiuna did not show up. Logically, Zhou Xiuna reminded herself last night that she should pay close attention to this battle, why haven't she come yet?

Just when Song Yun was wondering why Zhou Xiuna didn't come, she appeared in Song Yun's vision.

However, Zhou Xiuna covered her face, her cheeks were slightly red and swollen, as if she had just been slapped.

"Someone hit her?"

Song Yun felt a little unhappy and wanted to walk over and ask, what was going on.

But as soon as he took a step, Zhou Xiuna shook her head gently at him and signaled him not to go over.

"What's the situation? Someone is making things difficult for her?"

Song Yun was confused and looked at the people around Zhou Xiuna. Seeing that the Zhou family's several Jiedan Realm were tense, they seemed to be blaming Zhou Xiuna for doing something wrong.

"The quarter-finals battle officially begins. The first battle is Song Yun vs. He Ting!"

Just as Song Yun was thinking, the martial arts meeting announced its beginning.

A white figure appeared in the center of the venue, and it was He Ting.

He was wearing a long sword around his waist, and his hands were placed behind his back, deliberately swelling his true energy, his robe fluttered, and he was handsome and handsome.

"Damn it, show off!"

Song Yun rolled his eyes and felt more and more sick.

"Qilin Sword!"

At this time, someone pointed at He Ting's sword around his waist and exclaimed.

Hearing this, He Ting showed a smug look on his face and deliberately lifted the scabbard.

"Is that the He family's spiritual weapon, the Qilin sword?"

"Absolutely, I recognize the scabbard, made of gold, with three kirins carved on it and decorated with twelve rubies."

"It's indeed the Qilin Sword, just dealing with Song Yun. It seems that this sword has no chance to be unsheathed."

Hearing the sound of the crowd, Song Yun looked at Heting's golden sword sheath and felt speechless.

The spiritual weapons in the Peach Blossom Land were all created by Master Yin Xi, and this Qilin Sword is no exception.
To be continued...