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"Who told you to go to the door in the first place? You chose the road. Is it possible to blame me?"

The great elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect heard the words and did not know how to speak.

Song Qingshu looked at the black feather evil sect elder with a blushing face, and smiled coldly: "At that time, I knew to be fierce and fighting evil. What do you think now?"

The elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect was already in anger, and now listening to Song Qingshu's stimulation, he was even more angry: "Qingshu boy! You have stimulated me repeatedly, is it possible that you really want to die!"

"I'm here to swear a death oath in the name of the Black Feather Evil Sect. After I go out, I will definitely cut your skin, eat your blood and eat your flesh!"

Song Qingshu was so threatened by the Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect, with a gentle smile on his face: "If it weren't for the face of the Lord of Reincarnation, I wouldn't let you die now."

The Lord of Reincarnation glanced at Song Qingshu, a joking smile appeared in his eyes, and then he flicked his finger.

Snapped.

With this crisp sound.

Song Qingshu and Black Feather Evil Sect Great Elder both fell into the gossip picture.

"This is where?"

Song Qingshu felt that his feet were empty, and he was too late to adjust his body's center of gravity.

He stood on the ground again.

Song Qingshu glanced around, opening his lips while scanning.

After scanning, Song Qingshu found that besides the Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect who was also standing at a distance of Baizhang, Song Qingshu found himself beside him.

There is nothing more.

Just when both of them looked dumbfounded, the voice of the Lord of Samsara came from the sky: "Two, the place where you stand now is called Samsara Arena!"

Chapter 300 Arena Battle

"Samsara Arena?"

Song Qingshu stepped on the arena made of some unknown material, frowned and questioned.

After hearing the words Reincarnation Arena, the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect looked at Song Qingshu's eyes with a fierce look: "Since this place is called the Reincarnation Arena, does it mean..."

The voice of the Lord of Samsara came from the sky:

"Naturally it can be duel, regardless of life or death!"

"This reincarnation arena is a piece of ashes from Xingchen Hengyu."

"Even the venerable who is far beyond the realm of Yuan Ying can't break it."

"You can play freely on it, no need to worry about other things."

Song Qingshu sneered:

"I don't care about the decisive battle or something, but I really want to see what is in your treasure trove."

"Lord of Samsara, can you let me take what I deserve first?"

"The life and death duel at this time is meaningless to me."

The Lord of Reincarnation said indifferently:

"In your opinion, it may be meaningless, but it is a big drama I prepared for all the treasure hunters."

"Anyone who has never obtained a token can kill others through this reincarnation arena."

"Then snatch tokens from others and find the treasures you need."

At this point, the viciousness in the eyes of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect completely transformed into greedy heat.

He has not obtained a token now, and originally thought he would return empty-handed.

But how did he know that the Lord of Reincarnation would have such a great opportunity!

This time, even if he and Song Qingshu had no grievances, Song Qingshu was a dying person in his eyes.

The Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect was happy, but Song Qingshu was particularly annoyed:

"Have you made a mistake? I earned my token myself. Why should I fight?"

The Lord of Reincarnation sneered coldly:

"What do you want?"

Song Qingshu's pupils turned lightly, and suddenly a bright light flashed through his mind:

"If I win, I will go inside the door!"

The Lord of Reincarnation seemed to have known Song Qingshu's request a long time ago, and there was no unexpected expression on his face.

It's just the chuckle at the corner of the Lord of Samsara's mouth that becomes more profound.

After a long time, only four words came from the top of the sky:

"Yes. Go to war!"

With this sound like thunder.

The aura on the body of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect suddenly emerged like a volcanic eruption.

"Yuan Ying Yizhong!"

"Yuan Ying Duo!"

"Yuan Ying triple!"

Under Song Qingshu's cold gaze, the aura on the body of the Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect broke through the heavenly moat of the second layer of Yuan Ying!

After breaking through to the Yuan Ying triple layer, the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect gave Song Qingshu a cold look: "How?"

The three people on the gossip picture felt the majestic breath of the Black Feather Evil Sect Great Elder, and couldn't help but stare at each other.

"Unexpectedly, he has actually reached the realm of Yuan Ying triple layer..."

"Originally thought that Yuanying's second-tier peak was his strongest strength. Alas, it seems that he is really too strong."

"Black Feather Evil Sect, a master of the Yuan Ying triple layer can only be the elder member?"

The three people, the owner of Tangmen Valley, the owner of Fengjian Villa, and the ancestor of Pengshan all lost their spirited spirit.

Each was worried and murmured in their hearts.

Song Qingshu looked at the Great Elder of Black Feather Evil Sect and nodded seriously:

"Yuan Ying Sanzhong, it's not bad."

In fact, the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect never really put Song Qingshu in his eyes.

The present state of manifestation is just to see the despair and helplessness on Song Qingshu's face.

However, he did not expect.

In Song Qingshu's own state of pride, he actually only exchanged a sentence: "It's okay."

Thinking of this, the Black Feather Evil Sect Great Elder outlined a morbid smile: "Song Qingshu, I really doubt that you are really capable and proud."

"Or your brain is really bad, thinking of using various methods to irritate me?"

Song Qingshu was indifferent, pulling out the purple blood soft sword directly behind him, and took a cold look at the elder: "Is it proud or sick, speak with the sword."

"Then you go to death! The black mist swallows the sky!"

There was no smile on the face of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect, a cloud of dark clouds condensed in his hand, and he slapped Song Qingshu away.

The dark clouds rolled and hovered in the air, and in an instant it became a hideous black dragon, roaring towards Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu squeezed the purple blood soft sword, whispered, and severely cut it at the sky.

"Breaking style!"

The sword intent is like a rainbow, cut directly into the sky!

The black dragon carrying the great power of the world.

Under Song Qingshu's cold blow, it broke into two pieces directly, and after a few ferocious twists, it drifted between the sky and the earth.

When Song Qingshu swung this sword, the empty door in front of him opened wide.

Electric light flint room.

The Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect sneaked up like a ghost, and Thunder shot, attempting to kill Song Qingshu with a palm: "The Palm of Wujing Void!"

Song Qingshu used Lei Ling Fengshen's legs, and the whole body ducked to the right like a ghost, a faint afterimage remained.

The great elder passed through the afterimage with a palm and slapped heavily on the arena of reincarnation.

boom!

A palm slapped the ground, and an extremely loud explosion sounded like thunder on the ground.

The ring has also been broken alive with a big hole that can be seen wide.

Song Qingshu's figure drifted lightly, and in the blink of an eye, he stayed away from the Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect by tens of feet: "Great Elder, good skill, the black dragon is actually just a feint, and the ghostly steps and fierce palms are the ultimate move."

"If I didn't have Lei Ling Fengshen legs, I'm afraid this ultimate move would be enough for me to drink a pot, right?"

The Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect fell through the air with a single shot, his face looked cloudy and uncertain:

"Enough for you to drink a pot?"

"If you dare to confront me head-on, my palm will be enough to kill you directly!"

Hearing that, Song Qingshu laughed and raised the purple blood soft sword in his hand. The blade pointed directly at the Great Elder of the Black Feather Evil Sect: "It is said that the lion fights the rabbit, and you still do your best, the elder, is your full strength, just that?"

Seeing Song Qingshu's banter, the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect screamed: "Asshole, but only Golden Core monk! If I use my full strength, I will nail you to death with a single sword!"

"The heaven between Jin Dan and Yuan Ying, I want to..."

Do not wait for the Black Feather Evil Sect Great Elder to finish speaking.

Song Qingshu's sword had already pierced the clothes on the left part of his chest.

Even the little bit of chill above Jian Feng had already passed through his clothes and passed into his mind.

It wasn't until this moment that Song Qingshu's figure gradually emerged before his eyes.

But Song Qingshu, who was standing a few tens of feet away, has already disappeared as an afterimage...

"Elder, you are too loud, basic sword style, kill enemy style!"

Between the lightning and flint, all Song Qingshu's movements seemed to be a turtle speed in the eyes of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect.

So that the characters that Song Qingshu's mouth squirmed were all seen in his eyes.

Chapter 301 One Sword, One Stone

Song Qingshu squatted slightly, his steps calm.

I saw Song Qingshu gripping the hilt of the Zixue Soft Sword with his left hand, and pressing his right hand against the hilt.

The sword is infinitely powerful, and it stabs at the chest of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect, as long as another tenth of the breath passes.

The purple blood soft sword will directly penetrate the chest of the Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect, directly piercing his heart!

Then Song Qingshu would turn the Purple Blood Soft Sword fiercely, and directly shook the heart of this Yuan Ying triple powerhouse into pieces.

unfortunately.

One-tenth of the breath time, in the eyes of ordinary people, may be blinking.

But at this time, it is enough for a strong Nascent Soul!

"Mowu Jishi!"

It's between this electric flint.

The Great Elder Black Feather Evil Sect screamed, and in a blink of an eye he propped up an ink-colored protective shield.

He separated his chest from Song Qingshu's sword.

Crackling...