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"Kill me?" Song Qingshu curled his lips: "Thank you so, I want to fight Xiongba. Are you not worthy to fight me? Just fight my two men!"

While he was talking, Nie Yun and Bu Jingyun stepped forward directly, fighting intently.

"You look down on me?" Wang Po's temples thumped wildly: "Do you know who I am, Wang Po!"

"Xiong Ba, in order to keep your world from being broken, we will fight outside the city!" Song Qingshu directly ignored Wang Po and shouted.

At this moment, Wang Po was completely angered. Even if his talent and cultivation base were Wang Po, it was nothing in the world of Tianxia Pass, but outside this pass, who could compare with him?

But today, there is a person who ignores himself over and over again, and he is looking for death!

"I'm going to kill you!" Wang Po jumped forward and went straight to Song Qingshu.

It's a pity that he just moved, and Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun directly stood up and greeted them: "Your opponent is us!"

"The nameless junior, get out of here!" Wang Po waved his big hand, and there was an aura that had condensed into substance and hit the two of them.

Naturally, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun had seen more battles like this, their speed did not decrease at all, their swords swung and pierced the sky.

When Xiongba saw it, his heart suddenly sank, and the growth of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun far exceeded his imagination.

But when he just wanted to help Wang Po, Song Qingshu's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "How dare you be distracted in front of me? Baji collapse!"

boom!

In the next second, a huge force blasted directly behind the tyrant, causing the tyrant to fly directly backwards.

He immediately used three points to return to his vitality, stabilizing his body and blood, but at this moment, he suddenly discovered that he didn't know when he actually burst into his body.

He immediately transported his whole body cultivation base and wanted to suppress: "Give it to me!"

"I just found out now, it's too late!" Song Qingshu laughed, and directly detonated the secret strength of Baji Beng.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Xiongba's abdomen was directly exploded with a fist-sized blood hole.

As soon as the battle began, Song Qingshu had an absolute advantage.

It's a pity that he originally wanted to send An Jin directly to Xiongba's heart to end the battle directly.

After Xiongba was injured, his face became more ugly, but he didn't worry, he clicked a few acupuncture points, and directly sealed the wound without bleeding.

At the same time, his cultivation base started to work, and his wound was creeping at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although it was not healed, it was not a serious problem.

Jin Dan master, really good.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath and directly activated the Heaven Swallowing Devil Art, and his body immediately burst into golden light, which was the true energy of the body protection.

"Boy, you almost succeeded, this is your best record, now, give me death!"

Xiongba also didn't care about Wang Po's side now, and he screamed, and slammed towards Song Qingshu.

And below, there were a steady stream of masters pouring out of the World Meeting, towards the ghost, Xiao Long Nu and Li Mo Chou killed them.

Fortunately, the rest of the Tianchi Twelve Shas also appeared. They joined the battle group. Although the number of people was still inferior, the average Li was dominant. For a while, they actually pressed the disciples of the world to fight.

Seeing that if this continues, the disciples of the World Society will be killed, and Xiongba suddenly becomes angry: "Fengshen legs!"

In an instant, Xiongba's whole person disappeared directly, unable to find where the figure was.

Seeing Xiongba using Fengshen's legs, Song Qingshu's mouth evoked a smile: "You have Fengshen legs, and I have them, and they are better than yours. Look at my thundering Fengshen legs!"

Suddenly, a long series of afterimages appeared behind Song Qingshu. Looking at it, I don't know which one is true and which one is false!

Chapter 169

"Not good!"

The male tyrant who used Fengshen's legs broke through hundreds of afterimages in a row, but still did not touch Song Qingshu's real body, his expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, Song Qingshu's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Now do you know the gap between your Fengshen legs?"

Before he finished speaking, Song Qingshu stamped a punch on the back of Xiongba.

With a bang, the tyrant fell directly forward and flew out.

"There is still dark energy!"

At almost the same time, Xiongba felt a violent dark energy lurking in his body, but he was a golden core cultivation base, and immediately mobilized a large amount of aura, and instantly suppressed the dark energy.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingshu couldn't help but raise his brows. This tyrant was not as easy to deal with as expected.

"Hmph, how good your Fengshen legs are, I have Jindan cultivation base, you can't hurt me at all!" A stern look flashed in Xiongba's eyes, and he directly gave up Fengshen legs and displayed three points of return to vitality.

In an instant, the air around him twisted, a layer of protective body infuriating directly wrapped him in it, seemingly invincible.

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Do you dare to defend in front of me? Drop the dragon with eighteen palms!"

Rumble!

In an instant, the eighteen palms of Jianglong improved by many emperors whizzed away, and many golden dragons roared across the sky and blasted towards Xiongba.

Xiongba's dignified gaze, fully used three points to return to vitality, holding Yuan Shouichi.

His idea is very simple. Song Qingshu's cultivation base has improved so quickly in a short time, and his foundation must be unstable. Now he is performing such a powerful martial arts. It is not impossible to retreat.

At that time, Song Qingshu hasn't let him go?

In a blink of an eye, Jianglong's Eighteen Palms played seven or eight styles in a row, one style was stronger than one, but Song Qingshu didn't mean to be exhausted at all.

On the contrary, there is a sense of vacillation between the three-point return of the heroic dominance.

"How could this be?"

Xiongba was surprised. Where did he know that although Song Qingshu's cultivation was fast, he was very solid because of his cultivation technique.

After a little stunned, he finally shook his teeth: "Boy, it seems that I can't do my best today!"

While speaking, Xiongba used the three-point return to the extreme, and his body guards soared. The aura of the whole person suddenly changed at this moment. With a big wave of his hand, he only saw the three-point return to vitality condensed. The transparent dragon is a hundred meters long.

As the dragon whizzed, Jianglong's eighteen palms retreated steadily, and he couldn't stop it.

"It's now!"

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes and watched Jiang Long's eighteen palms being repulsed, and instead of retreating, he moved forward and went straight to meet him.

"you wanna die!"

With a stern shout, Xiongba manipulated the dragon, pressing down immediately, vowing to give Song Qingshu a fatal blow.

Boom!

Finally, the dragon came down, Song Qingshu was wrapped in it, and his body seemed to be torn apart at this moment.

"Haha, kid, you lost!"

Seeing this scene, Xiongba couldn't help but let out a big laugh.

But he didn't notice that Song Qingshu's breath, not only did not weaken at this moment, but began to climb wildly.

That's right!It was the Thousand-Year Frost Fruit that Song Qingshu had taken before, and the medicinal effect was inspired by Xiongba at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, Song Qingshu's cultivation level began to climb rapidly.

Seven innate!

Congenital Eightfold!

Congenital Nine!

In less than three breaths, all the medicinal power that had been hidden in Song Qingshu's body was fully utilized, causing his cultivation to directly climb to the Nine Innate Layer.

At this moment, a sarcasm flashed across Song Qingshu's face: "With your hand, it's just to improve the cultivation base, Xiongba, you are too happy!"

When the voice fell, he displayed the eighteen palms of the dragon, this time, the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon was not the same as before.

Almost just in an instant, dozens of golden dragons roared out, directly slashing the three points of the heroic power!

"Your cultivation...no! Impossible!"

A look of horror appeared in Xiongba's eyes, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Huh, die!"

Song Qingshu didn't hesitate for a while, and pursued the victory, Jianglong's eighteen palms directly blasted away, Xiongba tried his best to urge the three-point return to vitality to protect his body, but was still crushed by Jinlong.

Only heard a bang, the three-point return vitality was finally completely shattered, and the male tyrant among them did not even make a scream, directly shattered into blood and flesh.

A generation of heroes, who established the world will fall!

"You dare to kill me, my family will not let you go!" At the same time, Wang Po's shout suddenly sounded from the side.

Turning his head and looking, only to see that under Fengyun's cooperation, Wang Po has been driven to a dead end.

It is a pity that after Bu Jingyun heard this, his blood was aroused, and he shot directly, cutting off Wang Po's head with a sword.

In other places, the little dragon girl Li Mochou and the Tianchi twelve evil spirits joined forces to defeat the disciples of the Tianxia Hui, especially when the disciples of the Tianxia Hui saw the ruin of the hero and the king, their hearts were scattered, and they collapsed almost instantly.

The world will die!

Song Qingshu smiled slightly at this time and resolved the World Congress. Now it should be possible to move Wudang here.

But at this moment, a stream of light suddenly emitted from Wang Po's headless corpse, rushing into the sky, I am afraid that it can be seen clearly from thousands of miles away.

"What is this?" Bu Jingyun didn't know that he had made a big deal.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly: "This is probably the life-saving means left by the Wang Po family to Wang Po. Wang Po did not have time to issue it while he was alive!"

"What will happen?" Nie Feng was also at a loss.

"It should attract the masters of the Wang Po family!" Song Qingshu looked at Tianxiaguan.

This world is not a pure Fengyun world. He has mixed things from many other worlds, and Tianxiaguan is one of them. There are also masters who are stronger than the heroes. Jindanqi is in Tianxiaguan, and there is more than one.

"It's okay, anyone from the Wang family will come, I will do things the other way!" Bu Jingyun now realizes that he made a big mistake on impulse, but he didn't mean to shrink back.

Song Qingshu shook his head and smiled: "I am here, and you still need to commit the crime? You leave first, and I will solve it here!"

"Master!" Fengyun was shocked, did Song Qingshu want to face the big family in the world with his own strength?

"Don't be impulsive, let's leave together and think of a way slowly!"

Xiaolongnv and Li Mochou also rushed over, their eyes full of worry.

Song Qingshu smiled nonchalantly, "I'm not impulsive, I'm just curious about how powerful the people in the world are!"

Chapter 170

When Song Qingshu first arrived here, he had heard that the guardian of the Tianxiaguan Pass was a disciple of Shushan.

He doesn't know much about Shushan, and there are many versions of Shushan, which makes him even more clueless, so he needs to take this opportunity to get a good understanding.

Seeing Song Qingshu's insistence, Xiaolongnv and the others were not very insistent, so they had to turn around and leave.

Soon, there was only Song Qingshu left in the huge World Conference, sitting cross-legged on the head of the city, looking at the direction of the World Conference, waiting for the people to come from the world.

After five full days, a black spot broke through the sky in the direction of Tianxiaguan.

After taking a closer look, Song Qingshu discovered that the black spot turned out to be a huge magic sword, and a group of people stood above the magic sword.

"Walking with the sword? The strength of the people in the world has reached this stage?"

Song Qingshu groaned, and then put away his surprise. After all, there are countless golden core masters in the world. Who knows if there will be higher levels of existence, walking with the sword is really nothing.

"It's here!"

The magic sword approached quickly, and only stopped after reaching the head of the world meeting city. The people above jumped down, and the giant sword immediately shrank to its normal size, and was taken away by a middle-aged man in Qingyi.

The others looked around without anyone else.

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes, and the strength of the group of people who came was really good. The cultivation base of the man in Tsing Yi had reached the second level of Jin Dan, far surpassing the hegemony. The rest of them were all innate peaks, and they were only one step away from entering. Jin Dan.

It seems that the strength of Tianxiaguan should not be underestimated.

Finally, when these people found Wang Po, who had already begun to decay, their expressions suddenly sank: "Report to the deacon, Wang Po is dead!"

"Hmph, let him not leave the customs indiscriminately. He doesn't listen. It's okay now, he just died!" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi snorted coldly, with little anger in his tone, but more complaints.

It turned out that this middle-aged man was named Wang Feng, and he was a deacon of the Wang family in the world. Now that the Wang family's children had an accident in his hands, he would naturally be punished by the family, so he complained.