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As long as they can walk and move, they are all gathered together by him.

And he also ordered the black steel infantry guarding the mountainside to rush directly into the cloud formation.

Plan to use the terrain position to weaken the enemy's strength as much as possible.

Unlike the conceit at the beginning, Xiahouli really felt dangerous this time...

Just when the entire Black Steel Army was confused by one person.

Heiyu Evil Sect, Tianyu Gate, and Heisha Pavilion suffered heavy losses the moment Song Qingshu walked up the mountain.

"Tang Xun! My Tianyu Sect is one of the three sects attached to the Black Feather Evil Sect!"

"Even if you are bored with your life, don't you think about your disciples and grandchildren?"

"When Master Mo Yejia leaves the customs, you Tang Men Valley will surely encounter the disaster of extinction!"

The sect master of the Tianyu Gate is a four-tier master of Yuanying, and he is also an inexperienced master who can worship the five-tiered threshold of Yuanying.

can.

His opponent was Tang Xun, who had already entered the fifth layer of Yuan Ying.

So this battle lost meaning from the beginning.

What the sect master of Tianyu Clan can do is to figure out what his last words are.

With the Buddha's anger, the lotus's fire surges.

On this day, the sect master of Tianyu was directly blown up and fell to the ground, howling in pain.

Tang Xun's face is still a light smile:

"It's only a moment before the black evil pavilion master arrived here."

"But the sect master, guess why they didn't come?"

Tang Xun reminded me.

The master of Tianyu Gate seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were full of horror:

"How can you attack both Tianyumen and Heisha Pavilion at the same time?"

"Tang Sect is so powerful now?!"

Tang Xun was unwilling to explain clearly to him.

So Tang Xun shot a torrential rain pear flower needle directly.

The silver needle went straight into the eyebrows of the master of Tianyumen, leaving a light red dot.

Immediately, Tang Xun stepped on the corpse of the master of Tianyumen and walked forward until he reached the main hall of Tianyumen.

"Where is Tang Mengu disciple?!"

Tang Xun looked at the Tianyu disciples panicking or holding a sword, or a figure holding a sword smiled, and then shouted.

"in!"

The disciples of Tang Mengu came from all directions and gathered behind Tang Xun.

Tang Xun smiled coldly:

"Don't leave alive!"

This is almost a unilateral massacre.

Because all the masters inside and outside Tangmen Valley were dispatched.

Whether it is a strong Nascent Soul or a Golden Core monk.

Its quality and quantity are better than Tianyumen.

So even if the disciples of the Tianyu Clan resist desperately.

It doesn't matter if you run for your life.

Under the silver needles in Tangmen Valley, no one can escape...

Such a scene also appeared in Heisha Pavilion.

The disciples of Fengjian Villa were fighting constantly with the disciples of Heisha Pavilion, and there was either clear light in the air.

Either a few Taoist swords flashing with cold light broke through the air.

The blood of the two factions stained the floor, walls, everything of Heisha Pavilion.

The duel between the strong Yuan Ying is even more amazing.

The sky trembles when I read it.

The momentum shook with each other.

After just a few breaths of time, the number of people who died in each of the two cases was unknown.

At the highest building of Heisha Pavilion, two people were standing at this time.

One stood with a bronze sword, the blade was dyed red, and blood dripped from the sword.

He squatted on the ground, his hands tightly covered his chest, his face was sallow, and he was particularly strenuous: "Fengjian Villa has always been friendly to my Black Feather Evil Sect, dare you to ask why you are doing this evil hand to my Lord Black Sha?"

Li Zhan turned his back and looked at the battle downstairs that could be said to be a unilateral massacre: "The general trend."

The Lord of the Black Sha Pavilion sneered:

"You are betting."

"If Mo Xiejia didn't intend to annex Fengjian Villa, wouldn't you lift a rock and hit your own foot?"

Li Zhan turned around and waved his bronze sword lightly.

A clear breeze blew, and there was a red line on the neck of the pavilion master Heisha Pavilion.

Then its head slipped gently.

The incision is crystal clear, and even the blood vessels and meridians are clearly visible.

"Gamble, be sure, just sit and wait for death? No doubt you will die."

After Li Zhan said these words, he threw himself into the battle.

When the two were in full swing.

Song Qingshu still walked quietly in the clouds, with a smile on his face.

Chapter 342

Song Qing's body was in a cloud of mist.

There are bamboo paths in the fog.

On the right side of the bamboo forest path is a large river with plenty of water and wide waves.

Song Qingshu walked through the bamboo forest path in the fog.

The stone road is exhausted, and the surging river is beginning to take shape.

Song Qingshu looked at the white waves of the river below her feet, and stared at the opposite bank.

The width of the river of several hundred meters, and the mist surrounding the big river, hindered Song Qingshu's sight to the opposite bank.

Song Qingshu thought about a vertical flight and directly crossed this big river.

However, the power of the rules of the law formation that appeared from time to time in the air caused Song Qingshu to dispel this idea.

Because he didn't come to visit the mountain.

Not here to play on the peaks.

He is here to kill.

Maybe a lot of people will be killed.

So Song Qingshu had to make sure that his spirits were always in the fullest state.

Make sure you can kill with a wave of your hand.

Make sure you can kill with a knife.

Make sure you can kill no matter what.

So Song Qingshu's refusal to choose will damage her spirit.

So Song Qingshu stood for a while in front of the turbulent river bank.

Immediately, Song Qingshu turned around and walked upstream towards the river bank.

The mountain in the depths of the Black Steel Army is extremely high.

So there is such a big river, Song Qingshu will not be confused.

It's just that Song Qingshu doesn't know where the end of this big river is.

The surrounding clouds obscured his exploration and exploration of this world.

So this time, Song Qingshu had to carry his hands behind his back and walked lightly up the river.

I don't know how long Song Qingshu has been away.

He just kept walking to the front of the river in silence.

The further upstream, the more bleak the wind blowing over Song Qingshu's side.

The water of the river that hit Song Qingshu from time to time became colder.

The distance between the two banks of the river is getting narrower.

Song Qingshu did not need to deliberately look at the scenery on the other side.

He just looked up at random, and the scenery across the shore gradually became clear.

After stepping on the mountain where the Black Steel Army is located, Song Qingshu has been walking slowly in the mountain for about two hours.

When the water rushed to the end of the spring, the thick fog that had disappeared again shrouded the river.

It was like a white cloud rising from the ground, as beautiful as a fairyland, covering Song Qingshu and Bi An.

An angry sound of water came from the thick fog, and the turbulent water hit the cliffs, breaking into countless noises.

You can imagine how steep the invisible river becomes in the valley.

Song Qingshu lifted his clothes and looked at the opposite side of the dense fog, wondering if the ambush of the Black Steel Army was ahead.

at this time.

There was the sound of iron armor colliding and weapons rubbing in the thick fog.

"Is Tang Xun from Tang Mengu?"

"Or is Fengjian Villa Li Zhan?"

When the sound of the iron armor colliding gradually subsided, a slightly aging question came from the thick fog.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly and put his hands behind him, his smile full of confidence: "None."

Hearing this, the existence in the dense fog gave a suspicious cry, and then jokingly said: "No? Then who else in this world dares to single-handedly kill the mountain where my Black Steel Army is located?"

"Judging from the breath coming from your Excellency, your Excellency is just a golden core eightfold, so weak, why go back?"

Song Qingshu took a few steps toward the depths of the dense fog, still chuckling:

"How to go back?"

Hearing this, the man in the mist laughed loudly:

"Send you a ride!"

"What's your name?"

Song Qingshu stands proudly:

"Song Qingshu."

The man in the fog was taken aback when he heard the words, and he never thought that the rumored Song Qingshu was now standing in front of him.