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"Song Qingshu, you said, how do you want to die?"

Chapter 348

How do you want to die?

Song Qingshu was taken aback when he heard what Xia Houli said to him.

Because he hasn't heard anyone say this arrogantly to him for a long, long time.

So Song Qing was stunned for a while before asking suspiciously:

"How do I want to die?"

"Mountain Lord, are you sure I heard it right?"

Xia Houli put his hands behind him, standing proudly:

"Yes, this is a gift I give you to let you choose your own way of death."

When Song Qingshu heard this, the smile on his face was still light, but a bit of chill quietly emerged in his eyes: "I don't know what method of death did the mountain master prepare for me?"

Xiahouli laughed at Song Qingshu with a calm face:

"Slap to death with one palm."

"A sword stabbed to death."

"Kick to death."

"These methods of death are too new."

"Song Qingshu, I have prepared a death method for you to die with a thousand swords."

"I think you might like this?"

Song Qingshu joked:

"Just prepared a dead end for me?"

Xiahouli said:

"Yes, it's just a dead end."

Song Qingshu laughed up to the sky, then brushed the purple blood soft sword behind him and pulled it out: "I want to see where you are so bold!"

Song Qingshu looked at Xia Houli, and his eyes, which were as deep as obsidian, slowly turned into yellowish brown.

An aura of great roads as thick as the earth haunted Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu now has no need to deliberately arouse the vitality between heaven and earth.

The great aura of Kun's artistic conception can already float or die according to his mind.

If he is willing, then his eyes can be as brown as earth all the time, and there is the power of heaven and earth cracking between his hands and feet.

But Song Qingshu wanted to use Kun's artistic conception in himself as his ultimate move.

So when Song Qingshu went up the mountain, he never let the clouds and mist linger around him.

So Song Qingshu never fully used Kun Yi Kun Xianjue during the bloody battle.

If the first two are used.

Then the Yunyan array at the foot of the mountain can't stop him.

Then the hundreds of cultivators on the other side could not hurt him a bit.

He can float away in white clothes like an immortal.

Rather than being heavy and inferior as Shura was born.

If it weren't for Song Qingshu, he wanted to take a battle to temper himself.

So Song Qingshu might have already killed Xiahouli at this time, where would he wait for Xiahouli to come forward?

Xiahouli felt something strange in the vitality of heaven and earth, and could not help but frowned, turned his head and looked at Song Qingshu: "Song Qingshu, you are a monk of the eighth layer of Jindan, and you have never seen the threshold of Yuanying Avenue."

"Even if you are a worldless genius, with the golden core eightfold cultivation base, even if you can really feel the vitality of the world."

"Then a thread and a half will reach the limit, but the heaven and earth vitality you can mobilize now is not under me?"

The power of Song Qingshu made Xiahouli feel threatened.

But this is the case, Xia Houli's cloudy eyes also only have attention, not fear.

This is also well demonstrated from one aspect.

Xia Houli had absolute confidence in his own strength.

Xiahouli stretched out his hand and exuded a very weak breath towards the sky.

While waiting for something.

Xia Houli looked at Song Qingshu with cold eyes:

"The fifth layer of the Yuan Ying is the most severe threshold for the ascetics in this world."

"Therefore, in the command of the Black Steel Army, there are six Yuan Ying four-tier powerhouses, and many of them are geniuses in the mouth of the world."

"But among so many people, I am the only one who is Yuan Ying Wuzhong."

"So I became the mountain lord of the Black Steel Army, invincible in the world, standing side by side with Tang Xun Li Zhan and others!"

"If it's not for bad luck, where can I get the subsidiary sect of the Black Feather Evil Sect?"

Song Qingshu snorted, and Zixue's soft sword Jianfeng pointed at the bloody river behind Xiahouli: "After today's battle, your pride has been wiped out."

"So you want to kill me, don't you."

"If you kill it, please try it, but as long as you eradicate you again, Heigangshan will be completely removed from the world!"

The moment after saying this.

There are mists and mists around Song Qing's body, and his figure is a little hazy.

There was a small electric arc creaking under his feet, and he seemed to be standing among thunderclouds.

Song Qingshu is ready to break free from the constraints of space.

Ready to fight back sharply when Xiahou Lihan's anger makes a move.

But Song Qingshu never thought of it.

After he had stimulated Xiahouli.

Except for Xiahouli's face becoming more gloomy, he didn't make any movements.

Song Qingshu was a little puzzled, he didn't think that Xiahou in front of him was so broad.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

So Song Qingshu's eyes became more brown and yellow like earth at this moment, and his sense of the vitality of the heavens and the earth was extremely keen.

When Song Qingshu devoted all his attention to the feelings of the vitality of heaven and earth.

Song Qingshu raised his brow, and the expression in Xiahouli's eyes became more solemn.

Standing in place, Xia Houli raised his right hand slightly, and his left hand was behind him, silent as a grass man in a rice field.

But he did not do nothing.

In Xiahou Li's right hand, a very weak heaven and earth vitality exuded.

Although this breath is extremely weak.

But in the breeze, this breath was twisted into a rope, drifting for dozens of miles in the wind, and fell on the top of this mountain.

Outside the Black Steel Army's portal, a black iron gun stood.

Before Xiahouli came to Dahe, he had plunged the iron gun deeply into the stone ground.

Several stone cracks were shaken out of the iron gun at that time.

At this time, the iron spear was guided by the breath of Xiahouli.

As a result, its calmness from the beginning slowly became unsteady, and the iron spear kept trembling and shaking.

The stone cracks on the ground suddenly became deeper and wider, spreading to the surroundings, looking like a spider web.

Amidst the sound of a little cracking, the stone ground under the iron gun cracked, and gravel flew everywhere.

The dark iron spear struggling out from the ground, whizzed up, and flew towards Yanming Lake.

There is a hurricane on the mountain!

"Originally I thought I could kill you just by relying on my fist."

"But it looks like you have a very good sword, so I changed my mind."

Xia Houli felt the iron spear coming as fast as lightning, and a smile was raised on his indifferent mouth, looking at Song Qingshu and said.

Song Qingshu knew what Xia Houli was calling.

But he didn't know that a few miles away from him, a dark iron gun was coming quickly.

Song Qingshu couldn't understand how Xiahouli would make a move.

So Song Qingshu didn't want to think about it anymore.

No longer willing to give Xiahouli any chance.

The water of the big river hits the shore.

A turbid flower splashed and then fell.

The moment the waves fell, Song Qingshu moved.

boom!

Due to Song Qingshu's high-speed movement, even the space heard a light trembling sound.

The cloud and the thunder arc coexist with Song Qing's body.

The purple blood soft sword Jianfeng produced a flash of sparks due to high-speed friction in the air.

"Destroy the enemy style!"

Song Qingshu let out a loud scream, swiping his sword violently at Xiahouli's neck.

Chapter 349 I'll Give You a Lesson

Song Qingshu's people were very quick, and it was almost a shadow in Xiahouli's eyes.

But because Song Qingshu's sword is half a foot in front of him.

So his sword is faster than his people.

The afterimage speed is half a meter faster, and it becomes a bright light.

Song Qingshu didn't look at Xiahou, whose eyes were calm at this time.

Because he ran too fast, he couldn't see clearly.

Because he couldn't see the enemy clearly, Song Qingshu didn't read it at all.

He just rushed straight, then lifted diagonally, then swept across, and finally cut down.

These four moves are the essence of the basic sword-power destroying the enemy.

But even if the essence is perfectly refined by Song Qingshu, it is not really powerful.

Song Qingshu also didn't expect Xiahouli to fail to see how profound and difficult the sword in his hand was.

He knew that Xiahouli could understand his sword.

But nevertheless.

He wanted to know how Xiahouli would pick him up.