This time, Song Kunlun was in trouble! Almost all of his subordinates were blocked by Song Yun’s people, and the key figures quickly evacuated the scene. If this went on for long, Song Kunlun’s side was bound to lose; it was just a matter of time.

"Song Laibao, close the door!"

Just as Song Kunlun was contemplating his next move, Mr. Song suddenly shouted out.

"Alright!"

A voice came from outside, and a young man appeared at the door, immediately pressing a button next to the entrance of the hall. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

With a boom.

A low rumble sounded, and an iron door of unknown material slowly descended from above the hall.

"Today, our Song Family will rid us of the traitor!"

Mr. Song, full of spirit, sat in the chief seat and shouted.

The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for Song Kunlun’s side!

At this moment, Song Kunlun thought of one thing.

And that was to run!

Yes, Song Kunlun was going to run!

Song Kunlun’s power wasn’t based in Beijing. He had returned this time only because of Mr. Song’s sudden death, so he had rushed back to display his skills, aiming to capture Song Ergou during the period of Mr. Song’s death. Hence, the people he brought with him were quite limited. Although several Dragon Kings had already stationed people in Beijing, they were quite far from the Song residence, and Song Kunlun didn’t dare bring all of them.

Thinking of this made Song Kunlun grit his teeth in hatred. Mr. Song’s feigned death was truly masterful; it brought him back to the Song Family, allowing him to catch a turtle in a jar, and even his followers were held back outside. If his people could enter, Song Kunlun wouldn’t have feared Mr. Song. But what was this place? It was a place where the big shots resided. Bringing five or six, seven or eight, even ten people wouldn’t be a problem, but dozens or hundreds? If someone alarmed or harmed the big shots, the consequences would be severe.

Thus, from the moment Song Kunlun returned to Beijing and re-entered the Song Family, he was completely outmaneuvered by Mr. Song. Despite his age, Mr. Song’s scheming mind and wisdom were not to be underestimated.

And now, seeing the imposing iron door about to close, Song Kunlun naturally couldn’t stay here any longer. As long as he could leave the Song family’s residence and get outside, his people could rendezvous with him, and there would be nothing the Song Family could do to him. Once he returned to his own territory, he would still be the invincible Song Kunlun!

A dragon stranded in shallow waters, a tiger fallen on the plains.

This time, Song Kunlun fully understood the meaning of these words.

If only he were in the Northeast!!

Song Kunlun gritted his teeth, looking at Kunpeng, who seemed to be resting beside him, and said, "Kunpeng, take me out!"

"Oh?"

Kunpeng glanced at Song Kunlun and asked, "What can you offer me?"

"What I gave you last time, I’ll give you some more!" Song Kunlun replied.

Kunpeng’s eyes lit up, "You still have more?"

"Just a little, and I got it from Professor Tao. Once you get me out, I’ll ask Professor Tao for more!" Song Kunlun said.

"Alright! It’s a deal!" Kunpeng said as he reached out, grabbed onto Song Kunlun’s clothes, and charged towards the door with him in tow.

"Don’t let Song Kunlun escape!"

Mr. Song shouted.

Seeing that Song Kunlun was about to be taken away by Kunpeng, Song Yun, Song Ergou, and the others couldn’t let Kunpeng succeed.

Song Yun explosively unleashed twice his full strength, instantly injuring one of the people brought by Li Shusheng, then leaped forward, quickly rushing towards Kunpeng.

"Don’t chase."

At this moment, Elder Wang spoke faintly, "Song Yun, if you don’t want to get hurt, don’t chase."

Song Yun looked at Kunpeng in front, gritting his teeth, and ignored Elder Wang’s advice. Today, he finally had the opportunity to eliminate Song Kunlun. If he let Song Kunlun escape, it would lead to endless trouble in the future. Therefore, today, Song Yun must get rid of Song Kunlun! He must eliminate Song Kunlun!

Weeds must be uprooted; this was the predominant thought in Song Yun’s mind.

Due to his injury, Kunpeng’s speed was noticeably slower. However, the Xuanyuan Sword in Kunpeng’s hand wielded an aura of death for anyone who dared to block it, causing none of the Song Family members around to dare confront him, all intimidated by Kunpeng.

With Song Yun having unleashed twice his full strength, he seemed like a bolt of lightning. When Kunpeng reached the doorway, Song Yun was already behind Song Kunlun.

"Die for me!"

Song Yun shouted as he approached Song Kunlun’s back, the tip of a sharp blade flashing into view.

"How dare you act up under my watch, courting death!"

Kunpeng, who had been pulling Song Kunlun, turned around, wielding the Xuanyuan Sword, and stabbed towards Song Yun’s hand holding the dagger.

Screw it!

Song Yun gritted his teeth and did not dodge at all!

With a crisp sound.

The Xuanyuan Sword pierced through Song Yun’s already hardened skin and muscles, then lodged into his bone.

Crunch.

Song Yun’s tenaciously tempered bone was instantly pierced by the power of the Xuanyuan Sword.

The entire hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword penetrated through Song Yun’s shoulder!

Yet, Song Yun hesitated not even a bit!

With a flick of his finger, Song Yun transferred the Broken Army Ghost Blade from his right hand to his left.

Snap!

Song Yun caught the Broken Army Ghost Blade with his left hand and thrust it towards Song Kunlun’s back.

Kunpeng hadn’t expected Song Yun to be so fierce, standing against his Xuanyuan Sword without dodging! However, Kunpeng wasn’t worried. Compared to him, Song Yun’s speed was still lacking, and Kunpeng could easily retract the sword to attack Song Yun’s left hand. If Song Yun still wasn’t afraid of getting crippled, Kunpeng wouldn’t mind leaving both of Song Yun’s hands disabled.

But!

Just as Kunpeng was about to pull the Xuanyuan Sword out, a tremendous force suddenly acted upon the sword.

To Kunpeng’s surprise, Song Yun’s right hand had grabbed tightly onto the hilt of the Xuanyuan Sword. The strength in Song Yun’s right hand was immense, so much so that Kunpeng couldn’t extract the Xuanyuan Sword instantly!

"Die!"

Song Yun’s eyes blazed with determination as his left hand thrust forward, stabbing towards Song Kunlun’s back.

This thrust was incredibly precise, and in Song Yun’s estimation, it would certainly penetrate Song Kunlun’s back and then pierce his heart.

However.

As the blade touched Song Kunlun’s back...

Crack, a crisp sound.