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Song Qing's body was startled by a cloud of mist.

Tang Mona's walking stick pierced a cloud of mist.

There was a dazzling arc of thunder at Song Qingshu's feet.

Tang Mo's hidden weapon shot through a lightning bolt.

He could not stop Song Qingshu's sword.

So Song Qingshu's purple blood soft sword slashed at his neck and crossed it!

Head and blood spatter!

Chapter 329

Before Song Qingshu came.

In fact, Tang Xun thought about many things that would happen next.

Several Tang Men Valley cadres headed by Tang Mo were not willing to join the two related matters.

So Tang Xun thought, if Song Qingshu could convince them, it would be the best.

If it can't be persuaded, with Song Qingshu's temper, it should be indispensable to coerce and tempt Tang Mo.

But Tang Xun never thought.

Song Qingshu didn't even say a word.

He just laughed three times, and Tang Mo let out angrily.

Then Tang Mo's head rolled to the ground.

The blood stained Tang Mo's head a blood red.

Now Tang Mo's eyes are no longer the mystery before.

Because it is not gray and black anymore.

Now both are showing a blood red.

Blood-red and hideous, unwilling and angry...

"Elder Tang Mo!"

"Asshole thing, Song Qingshu, are you going to fight Tangmen Valley!"

"I will send an order now to let all the disciples and grandchildren of Elder Tang Mo come over, Song Qingshu, you are dead!"

The three of Tang Mengu, who had stood indifferently behind Tang Mo, looked at the appearance of Tang Mo's head in a different place.

They froze for a moment, and then roared at Song Qingshu in anger.

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently, her eyes cold:

"No matter how many Jindan cultivators are called, it will only be sent to death, three, don't be stupid."

After saying this, Song Qingshu raised the bloody purple blood soft sword in his hand, and Jianfeng pointed at the three in front of him.

Then he shouted to Tang Xun without looking back:

"Old Valley Lord, Tang Mo's heart is not righteous, and he might be afraid of taking refuge in the Black Feather Evil Sect."

"Challenging your majesty twice and again, I really can't bear it, so I drew my sword and killed it with the intention of correcting the universe!"

"What do you think?"

Tang Xun looked at Tang Mo who did not look at him, and sighed in his heart.

Song Qingshu is not a fool.

He never does stupid things.

After he drew his sword and angrily killed Tang Mo, he didn't say that he killed because he wanted to kill.

Instead, he found out an unwarranted crime and placed it on Tang Mo.

Then he threw this responsibility directly to Tang Xun.

Is Song Qingshu convicted of this unwarranted crime?

Everything is Tang Xun's responsibility.

Tang Xun understood this truth, so he fell into deeper thinking.

"Nonsense! It's nonsense!"

"I, Elder Tang Mo, have worked hard all my life, and I don't know how great a contribution I have made to Tangmen Valley, how could I be a traitor!"

"Song Qingshu, you don't want to spit people."

When Song Qingshu's three people in front of Jianfeng heard this, they could no longer restrain the anger in their hearts, and shouted at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu glanced at them.

The eyes are full of cold.

Immediately, the arc gleamed slightly under Song Qingshu's feet, and the palm of the hand holding the purple blood soft sword gradually exerted force.

Just when Song Qingshu was about to kill another person.

Tang Xun's shout came from behind Song Qingshu:

"Waigu Chief Elder Tang Mo, his whereabouts are suspicious, his mind is wrong, he has repeatedly provoke Neigu's dignity and interferes with Neigu's affairs!"

"Now Song Daoist drew his sword and killed him, and he died well!"

"Nian is already high in his age, and he has made a certain contribution to Tangmen Valley throughout his life. Let's be buried deeply, alas..."

Tang Xun said that at the end, he couldn't help but sighed.

Tang Mo's personality, Tang Xun knew very well that he was definitely not the traitor in Song Qingshu's mouth.

Tang Mo was just overly conservative.

But today's general trend of the world, if you continue to be conservative.

Then only death greeted Tangmen Valley.

But Tang Xun was too late to make a choice.

After all, no matter how terrible the Black Feather Evil Sect is, it is only a hidden danger in the future.

And the pressure in front of him now is the old Tang Mengu headed by Tang Mo.

Tang Mengu is powerful enough to stand on top of the three legs.

So Tang Xun didn't know how to fill out this answer sheet.

Is it to deal with future enemies?

Still want to covet the glory of the three pillars in front of you?

Song Qingshu seemed to see Tang Xun's hesitation and entanglement.

So he answered Tang Xun with his sword.

Put Tang Mo's blood on this answer sheet.

Then embed Tang Mo's deadly head...

After hearing Tang Xun's reply, Song Qingshu just put down the purple blood soft sword in his hand.

Looking at the three grim-faced and gloomy three in front of him, Song Qingshu smiled indifferently, just like Shura: "Three, Tang Mo died well, don't make trouble again." "Otherwise, you don't know if you will die next. What is the crime."

When the three heard this, the anger in their eyes became more intense, but they did not dare to shout at Song Qingshu as before.

So they lowered their voices, gritted their teeth and said to Song Qing:

"Song Qingshu, how dare you kill Elder Tang Mo, and then spit out blood!"

"Song Qingshu, you are simply a ghost wandering around the world! You are not good..."

Not waiting for the three of them to finish their curse.

In Song Qingshu's originally indifferent eyes, a killing intent suddenly appeared.

The killing intent is thicker than the sea of ​​blood.

It is more prosperous than the corpse.

Seeing the soaring killing intent in Song Qingshu's eyes, the three of Tang Mengu who were still in anger suddenly stunned.

His hands couldn't stop shaking.

"I'm a bit annoying, don't mess with me."

"Who agrees and who opposes two joint matters?"

Song Qingshu's killing intent appeared, looking at the three people in front of him who had already begun to fear, he spoke indifferently.

What else did the three of Tang Mengu want to say.

But under Song Qingshu's watch.

The curse words they had just reached their lips swallowed uncontrollably.

What they really said, apart from a murmur that hesitated to speak, was the only three words of the next three people: "The Lord of Tangmen Valley Gunpowder Pavilion, agrees that the two parties will join forces..."

"The Lord of Tangmen Valley Hidden Weapon Pavilion, agrees with the two sects to join forces..."

"The chief of Tangmen Valley Weapon Pavilion, agrees that the two parties should join forces..."

Song Qingshu heard this with a satisfied smile, and then nodded.

Tang Xun looked at Song Qingshu's threat, and shook his head with a wry smile.

After the threat of Tang Mengu, Song Qingshu quietly walked to Li Zhan's side with an inexplicable smile.

"It seems that the matter has been settled by Tang Mengu, old villager, what is your opinion?"

Li Zhan looked at the purple blood soft sword that Song Qingshu was still holding.

He looked at Tang Mo who was lying a few meters away.

Looking at Tang Mo's blood-red eyes, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

After sighing, Li Zhan couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile:

"Friend Song, your shots are a bit too heavy, right?"

Song Qingshu is indifferent:

"Some people don't persuade me whatsoever. In that case, why should I waste my words?"

"Just cut it off with a single sword! Isn't it more fun than anything?"

When Song Qingshu said this, he slanted his eyes and glanced at the five people standing behind Li Zhan.

The warning in his eyes was so strong that the supreme masters of the five kendo peaks actually felt a real fear.

The elder of Tangmen Valley Waigu was killed with one sword, and then another charge was placed at random.

In this world, there is no one who dares to do this except Song Qingshu...

Chapter 330 Five Swords Are Out

"Song Daoyou, the five people I waited for did not hinder the idea of ​​combining the two."

"After all, the Black Feather Evil Sect has now grown into a behemoth, and even if it retreats, it is impossible to retreat."

Looking at Song Qingshu's chilly eyes.

The five people standing behind Li Zhan were taken aback for a moment, and then involuntarily collectively stepped back.

Finally, under Song Qingshu's steadfast pressure.

Only one of the five spoke, with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face, and said to Song Qingshu.

Hear the words.