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Chapter 1145: You'll Die When I Draw My Sister's Sword

It's coming, big news!

Journalists of well-known information channels among several practitioners such as the Astronomical Information Center, Shenggang Brothers Radio, Temple Channel, Wizard Network Center, are ecstatic.

I thought we were going to miss the 'First Saint VS Millennium Fifth Saint' show tonight. I didn't expect the fifth and first holy of the millennium to go around a big bend.

Several journalists are pointing the camera at Song Shuhang and Donggua Saint King and are preparing to turn it on live.

Only the reporter of the Brothers' Daily News is physically rigid: “Wait... what the Holy Guard just said was, please give Song Xuansheng a shot at the 'sky robbery atomic bomb’? ”

Was he right about the Atomic Bomb, the kind of mushroom cloud that blew up in Skyjacket space a few days ago when the White Brother was dodging? That thing is more powerful than any atomic bullet in the world.

If Song Xuansheng really can release the 'Heavenly Robbery Atomic Bomb’, what about them journalists... Heavenly Robbery Atomic Bomb attack is extremely wide range, if they run now, is it still time?

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Song Shuhang's liver was dark and aching. He didn't expect things to turn out like this.

To blow up the melon sage with the sky hijack atomic bomb? Don't be ridiculous, his sky-high atomic bomb is a paper tiger, and he wants to continue with this' nuclear deterrence ’to scare people in the future.

So... since the Wintermelon Saint King has no intention of challenging you, just reject it.

Song Shu sailed calmly and slowly: “I refuse, the power of the heavenly nuclear bomb, you have your own mind. If you really want to experience the power of the Skyjacking Atomic Bomb, let's go to outer space, or the desert of the desert of Gobi. This is Huaxia, and I don't want to create meaningless chaos. ”

The reporters heard here and nodded silently.

Xuansheng Pang Song is very reasonable...

The detonation of nuclear weapons on Chinese soil is a bad idea and could trigger a world war again.

But deep down, the reporters were a little disappointed. Looks like the ‘World's First Holy VS Millennium's Fifth Holy' show can't be played.

At this time, Donggua Saint King was silent for a long time and suddenly rejoiced: “So, Taoist, can we go to space now? With you and me, it won't take long to get to space. Besides, we all know that heavenly robbery is precious, so if you want to blow me up, I can pay you the equivalent of what you deserve, and it will definitely satisfy you. ”

Come on, blow me up, don't pity me. When I die and live, I'll pay you well!

Song Shuhang: “…”

By accident, he gave himself to the pit again.

Mainly, he is not a true Eight Pins Xuansheng. When considering things, even if he is cautious, he cannot really think from the perspective of "Eight Pins".

Flying into space, for Eight Pints Xuansheng, is simple. And it won't take long. Winter melon sage's advice, no big deal.

So, how do we respond to the melon?

Want to chop someone up?] The red sword suddenly asked.

Song Shuhang nodded: [Okay, cut it.

- Deal with the little fairies who grind people like the Holy King of the Winter melon... Ahhh, grinding people must solve him in one breath, don't give him another chance to grind people.

So Song Shuhang stepped forward and shook his head first: “Not today... I have things to do today. But since you want to prove the power of your defense, how about you and I win and take my knife? ”

Winter melon saint said, first stunned, then delighted in his heart.

For him, Song Xuansheng's capture of a 'heavenly atomic bomb' was the next choice. If we can fight Song Xuansheng head-on, even if it's just a certain victory, it's much stronger than a heavenly atomic bomb.

“Thank you, Daoyou Song. One move is enough.” The whole spirit of the Holy King of the Winter Melon was shocked.

“That's ready, Wintermelon Taoist. My knife will be the strongest I have ever played.” Song Shuhang warned.

Red Sword said that it can now cooperate with Song Shuhang to exert a knife with the 'eight pint peak’, in terms of power, more terrible than the heavenly robbery of atomic bombs, although it is not as devastating as atomic bombs, but relatively more destructive.

Winter melon saint breathe deeply.

He lifted his hood and then took out a golden sword and set it up in front of him.

Thereafter, the Wintermelon Saint King took a beating on the sword. A gorgeous set of golden armor floats on him, a golden suit of armor that implicitly embodies the power of [will].

Apart from the golden armor, Wintermelon Saint King grabbed the sword with his hands and tore it apart!

Originally, two iron plates popped up on the edge of the golden sword. The sword changed a bit and turned into a giant shield... this thing was not a sword, it was a concentrated shield.

The Holy Guard holds a shield with his hands and a spell in his mouth. The power of the Holy Light is exerted on him, strengthening his defense. At the same time, ‘Holy Knight Halo' appears beneath his feet, strengthening his defense.

Finally, Wintermelon Saint King flexed slightly and the whole person shrunk behind a giant shield. He held a giant shield with his hands in a standard defensive position.

In his body, Xuan Holy Grade ‘Xuan Neng’ operates to provide him with a layer of Vajra.

At the same time, he had a tattooed inscription on his body. These tattoos are embodied in the cultivation of Wintermelon Saint King, and each inscription enhances its own resistance - anti-five-line magic, anti-elemental damage, physical defense, and more!

Armor + Living Magic Giant Shield + Western Holy Light System Magic Aid + Saint Knight Optical Ring + Taoist Vajra's Mystery + Inscription Resistance attached to its own method, everything, framed the desperate defense of Wintermelon Saint Gunnar.

“Come on, Taoist Song, I'm ready.” The Holy King of the Wintermelon sank.

Scarlet Sword: [Dude, this winter melon saint has really put ‘defense together' to the max. At the same time, I've never seen anyone better defended than him. Even if I had ever met a descendant of a fairy with dragon ruler blood and Xuanmu blood, he was not as extreme in defense. This guy, he's out of his mind on the defensive path.

[Can you cut it?] Song Shuhang asked.

Red Sword: [Yes! This guy's defensive, but the boundaries are hard wounds. If he now has the boundaries around the middle of the eight pins, we may not be able to eat him, but he doesn't.

[Just move it.] Song Shuhang returned.

Along with him, the Holy Seal has appeared, constantly increasing the majesty of the Xuan Holy Class for him.

Then Song Shuhang lifted his right hand and said to Kung De Snake beauty: “Sword come! ”

In the conversation room, Song Shuhang was preparing to supplement the order to ‘Kung Fu Snake Beauty' - he hoped that Kung Fu Snake Beauty could be serious and take out the 'red roller’ and put it in his hands.

However, before he could give the Snake Beauty a supplementary order in his heart, the Snake Beauty had already acted.

She quickly swimmed to Song Shuhang's side, her body was like a bird in the arms of Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang: “…”

Then, Kung De Snake beauty grabbed Song Shuhang's right hand and pulled his right hand toward his belly position.

[Come on, use my power ~ ~] Kung Fu Snake beauty, make a sweet voice, you can still hear the low BGM music in the hidden - which TV show is the line taken from?

The next moment, Song Shuhang's hand blended into the belly of Kung De Snake Beauty... of course, this is just what outsiders look like.

In fact, between Godspeed Beauty and Song Shuhang, they are one. Song Shuhang's state at this time is actually no different from [three-headed six-arm mode]. His hand grabbed the handle of the 'Scarlet' through the body of the Godspeed Beauty.

Then he reached out and pulled the red sword out of Kung Fu's beautiful body.

Kung Fu Snake beauty leaned back forcefully, blonde hair dancing, then her body turned into a golden Kung Fu light particle, and returned to Song Shuhang's body.

“What kind of spell is this to take a god soldier out of a Kung Fu snake woman's body?” A reporter was surprised.

“Can the light of merit be transformed into a sword blade?” Another reporter flew fast to record it in a small book.

“The light of Song Xuansheng's merit is more unexpected than once. Last time I robbed heaven, the Empress's form made me remember. I didn't expect the Empress to have a blade shape.” Another older reporter sighed.

Unfortunately, such a dead empress is the light of merit. If she were a real empress, she would certainly be the best couple for the men of the cultivation world.

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“You guys back off a little bit. My knife will be slightly larger and harder to control. You guys at least quit about a kilometer.” Song Shuhang gently threw the red sword at the reporters below.

Simply throw gently and the red sword will be swallowed with flames and swords.

“Is this a sword?” Wintermelon Saint King and the reporters stared at the 'Red Skull’.

Look, look, it's all swords, right?

But what Pang Song Xuansheng just said-- take my knife?

Is it a grammatical error?

“Don't worry about the details, Wintermelon Saint, are you ready?” Song Shuhang confirmed once again.

"" I'm ready, "cried Dongguan Sang-jun.“ Go ahead and talk to Daoyou! ”

“Then take the call. This knife is called... [Burning heaven]!” Song Shuhang stepped forward. His position was a high ground, about five meters from the ground.

Song Shuhang stomped on the emptiness, and the lotus flowers of the black crystal disc appeared at his feet, holding onto his body, bringing him straight to the Wintermelon Saint King.

Song Shuhang's wrist turned as he approached Dongguan Saint King.

Flame knife!

Boom ~ ~

The flames of the bear burst from the ‘red roller'.

Donggua Saint King stared closely at Song Shuhang. From the action of Song Xuansheng's sword wave, the swordsmanship method of this [Sky Incendiary Knife Method] is no different from the ordinary road cargo "Flame Knife".

But the meaning of the knife in the flame is quite different.

The flame will burn everything, even the heavens.