"Get lost!"
Kunpeng's furious shout suddenly rang out, and Song Yun's right hand finally couldn't withstand Kunpeng's immense strength, forcing him to let go. Kunpeng pulled the Xuanyuan Sword back, then aimed the sword tip at Song Yun's head, thrusting it downward.
"Damn it!"
Song Yun was shocked by the crisp crack sound he heard and didn't expect Kunpeng to attack his head first. For a moment, he couldn't come up with an effective defense.
"Kunpeng, how dare you!"
A cry rang out.
A graceful figure appeared beside Song Yun, and then a jade hand reached out, slapping the Xuanyuan Sword aside.
The Xuanyuan Sword was instantly knocked askew.
"Holy Daughter!"
Kunpeng's expression changed slightly. He stopped bothering with Song Yun, turned around, and fled with Song Kunlun. At that moment, the massive iron gate had not yet fully fallen.
Kunpeng quickly charged through several people, rushed out of the main hall, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight with Song Kunlun.
