Just as Song Yun was about to succeed.

Song Kunlun’s eyes suddenly opened wide!

Immediately, a large hand appeared in front of Song Kunlun at a speed Song Yun couldn’t even perceive, and then the hand opened and directly reached for the Seven Killings Ghost Blade.

Crack!

An ear-piercing sound rang out.

Song Yun was frozen in mid-air.

It’s not that Song Yun didn’t want to land, nor did he suddenly learn to fly, but that the Seven Killings Ghost Blade was entirely caught by someone’s hand.

Then, he didn’t fall a single inch, and because Song Yun was holding onto the Seven Killings Ghost Blade, his whole body was also motionless.

"Die!" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Song Kunlun’s mouth opened slightly, spitting out this word.

Song Yun was still pondering how someone ranked lower in the divine list could let him die when another large hand suddenly swung over from the side, aiming towards Song Yun’s head.

Of course, Song Yun could not let himself be slaughtered.

Song Yun raised his other hand, putting it beside his head.

According to previous rules, the force from Song Kunlun’s hand would send Song Yun flying, but during the process, Song Yun could neutralize this not very strong force.

However, this time when the palm hit Song Yun’s hand, Song Yun realized he was wrong, and wrong to a ridiculous degree.

Slap.

A crisp sound rang out.

Song Yun seemed to see Song Kunlun’s hand hit his own, then uncontrollably, his hand was directed towards his own face.

Song Yun unleashed all his strength, trying to resist this force while releasing his grip on the Seven Killings Ghost Blade, so his body would be sent flying by the enormous force, sparing him from enduring the full brunt.

However!

Despite Song Yun’s full force resistance, he couldn’t hinder Song Kunlun for even a fraction.

Crack!

Song Yun heard the sound of something breaking.

Subsequently, Song Yun, like an arrow shot from a bowstring... no, even faster than an arrow, flew towards a wall.

Bang.

Song Yun collided with the wall.

The wall, centered around Song Yun, exploded into fragments instantly.

Crash.

In less than a second, the entire wall shattered into debris, and Song Yun was buried beneath the rubble.

"Power, haha, such strong power!"

Song Kunlun held Song Yun’s Seven Killings Ghost Blade in one hand, while raising the other hand in front of himself with a look of delight, exclaiming, "I never thought I could have such power, this power makes me realize how weak I was before!"

Rustle.

Not far away, sounds emanated from where Song Yun was trapped.

Song Yun stood up from the pile of debris.

Song Yun’s left cheek was bright red, and blood trickled from the corner of his eye. His clothes were also battered beyond recognition by the impact.

The most startling sight was Song Yun’s bizarrely bent and limp hand.

This hand had been broken by Song Kunlun in one swift move!

Just one blow, and Song Yun had used inertia to disperse some of the force!

Despite all this, Song Yun’s hand was still broken, and thoroughly so.

Cough cough.

Song Yun stood in place, coughing continuously, with blood spewing from his mouth with each cough.

"Song Yun, I told you, I want you dead!"

Song Kunlun grinned as he raised the Seven Killings Ghost Blade, saying to Song Yun, "Song Yun, your end will be like this little knife."

Speaking, Song Kunlun grasped the body of the Seven Killings Ghost Blade with both hands, one hand on the tip, one on the hilt, then bent it down.

Though the Seven Killings Ghost Blade was no longer the fabled Seven Killings, but had become a Divine Weapon, in the face of Song Kunlun’s seemingly Super Saiyan-like transformation, the blade emitted a groaning sound.

Following a series of bends, the entire dagger was slowly bent considerably.

"Ha ha ha! Break for me!!"

Song Kunlun’s arm muscles suddenly expanded, and his hands joined.

Crack!

Song Yun’s long-time companion, the Seven Killings Ghost Blade, finally under Song Kunlun’s monstrous strength, broke about three centimeters from the hilt.

"Hahaha, all are trivial, any object is trivial before my absolute power, hahaha!"

Song Kunlun laughed boldly, waving his hands towards Song Yun.

Whoosh whoosh.

The Seven Killings Ghost Blade broken into two pieces, accompanied by a piercing cold wind, shot towards Song Yun.

Looking at his partner, Song Yun’s gaze was unprecedentedly grim!

Song Yun raised his right hand and spread his fingers.

Snap.

The hilt of the Seven Killings Ghost Blade was directly caught in Song Yun’s hand, while the blade flew past his face with a swish, and with a thud, embedded itself in the wall behind Song Yun.

The wall Song Yun had destroyed was the outer wall of the room where the White Dragon King had checked Song Kunlun’s body, and now the outer wall was shattered, while the Seven Killings Ghost Blade was embedded into the inner wall.

"What a pity."

Song Kunlun said, "I thought I could pierce you through, but I’m not very experienced with daggers, so the accuracy was a bit off. Next time I’ll aim better, right at your head, then with a splash, pierce through your head, blow your head off, and see if you can still live, hahaha!"

"Pfft."

Song Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, then placed the hilt of the Seven Killings Ghost Blade on a nearby table, saying, "My good friend, after I deal with this person, I’ll find someone to fix you!"

"Hahaha, planning to kill me? Hahahahahaha, are you joking? This joke isn’t funny at all, it even makes me think you’re foolish."

Song Kunlun laughed arrogantly, "Song Yun, it seems you still don’t understand the situation. Now, not just you, even if Kunpeng came, I’ll make him lie down. Song Yun, you have no chance!"

"Whether there’s a chance or not, it’s not up to you!"

Song Yun glanced at his unresponsive left hand, then at Song Kunlun, saying, "Against a rookie like you, I’ll use one hand to kill you anyway! So, Song Kunlun, you will fall here today, absolutely! No doubt!"