Chapter 439 She wants to kill him!

Chapter 439 She wants to kill him!

"Oh, you're so nice." Song Yan smiled at the old man, and the old man smiled even more, as if he wanted her to lie on the ground and say, "Come and chop off my head." Thinking. ' Song Yan has seen many fools, but it must be said that the old man is the stupidest one. "But I'm not as kind as you. When I was with you... you didn't even have a soul."

The smile on the old man's face disappeared, and he looked at her with angry eyes. "Haha, you are too arrogant, so I will give it to you." His webbed eyes flickered, as if shrouded by something dark and gloomy. He looked at Song Yan like a snake hiding in the dark corner of the room, ready to bite its prey at any time. "But what I want to tell you is that I have practiced black magic for much longer than you. When my skills are not enough, I will not do such a stupid thing as attacking a master."

"Tsk, just listen to his nonsense." Fang Yanli looked at the old man who was staring at them arrogantly and clicked her tongue. "He's good, I admit, but he's not as good as you, Song Yan. As long as you put in 90% of your effort, you can take him down."

Song Yan looked at the old man intently, and the more she looked, the more she felt that something was wrong with him. She had never seen the old man before, and only knew of his existence through Fang Yanli. Now that she saw him, her eyes slowly turned cold.

"It's over." As she spoke, she took off the ring and threw it into the air. The ring spun in the air and slowly turned into a long sickle. The blade was filled with a strong yin energy, accompanied by screams. It has harvested many souls. "Start, I'm not here to chat with you."

"You are such a foolish woman." The old man sighed and summoned a long blade, spun it around his head, and then slammed it hard on the ground. "I will teach you a lesson, so that you will not dare to do such a thing again in your next life, lest I let your soul leave."

With greed flashing in his eyes, he rushed towards Song Yan, and then slashed at her with all his might. Song Yan was well prepared and easily dodged the attack, then turned around and swung the sickle at the old man. However, the old man was also agile and quickly blocked the attack and then retreated.

"Your sword is full of the breath of death. I can feel the resentment of the many poor and innocent souls you have killed with this sword." Song Yan said as he pointed the sickle at the old man and smashed him again and again. The long and wide blade. "Now you lock them in the sword to improve your cultivation. What a pity."

The same is true for Song Yan's sword, but her sword only harvests souls that are destined to be killed. A person who has committed too many sins and is not worthy of a place in heaven or hell will leave an echo and then enter the next world, but the same cannot be said for the old master. He imprisoned innocent souls in order to improve his cultivation, which is indeed something that annoys the Heavenly Dao, but there are too many people like him, and the Heavenly Dao simply cannot tolerate them, so the Heavenly Dao created an immortal master like her.

"Attack him, I command you." She said to the wolf following closely behind her. As soon as she finished speaking, the wolf pounced on the old master. The old master swung his knife at the Hell Wolf, but could not cause any damage to it. The wolf pounced on the old master, and its burning claws pierced deeply into the old master's chest. Song Yan raised his sickle and hit the long sword hard, and the sword shattered and turned into dust.

Countless screams filled with pain and agony echoed in the warehouse, causing the hair on Song Lan's arms to stand up. At this time, the excitement surging in her body had subsided, and she could see that Song Yan was much stronger than she had imagined.

It is obvious that the old man is at a disadvantage!

"Bitch!" When Song Yan was knocked to the ground by the Hell Wolf, the old man screamed and stared at Song Yan viciously. His chest was dug by the Fire Wolf as if it was dug out of soft sand... Every time the wolf dug his chest, he felt like someone was digging his internal organs with a twisted hot fire stick, which was the same if he was telling the truth.

Song Lan looked at the bloody massacre in front of her and swallowed hard. She knew that she had made a wrong choice this time. She looked at the old man struggling to get up from the ground and decided to ignore him. After all, she knew better than anyone how much Song Yan hated her if she stayed here and was caught by him. Then she would definitely be killed like the old man!

She took a step back carefully, and then another step back. She had to leave this place before Song Yan caught her, but before she reached the door of the warehouse, the door of the warehouse suddenly closed automatically, trapping her in. With a woman she liked, she wanted to drink her blood.