Martial Arts Super God Chat Group
Martial Arts Super God Chat Group Chapter 261
What is this soft drizzle?
The helmsman who has seen the surging waves will never fear a peaceful stream.
Not to mention to Song Qingshu.
The white-haired old man in front of him is not even a shoal.
How can it be regarded as a stream?
So when the white-haired old man waved the silver needle in his hand, Song Qingshu still turned his back to him and ignored it.
Until the time when the white-haired old man’s hundreds of silver needles could pierce Song Qingshu's body.
Song Qingshu just gave the white-haired old man a cold look.
To be precise, it shouldn't be a look, but a deep look at him.
Between sparkling flints.
The white-haired old man felt an invisible pressure deep into his body.
Then hundreds of silver needles were blown off by the breeze.
Immediately, the sea of consciousness of the white-haired old man was shattered by Song Qingshu's glance.
puff!
With a muffled sound, the head of the white-haired old man was directly shattered by Song Qingshu, and his brain and blood splashed and fell in the air.
"Kong Zong time has whitened the blue silk, and the realm of his life will always fall below the dust."
"I'm not afraid of Mo Xiejia's anger, I'm just afraid that I will have exhausted the fleeting and uneasy years."
"Then live like you are."
"sorrow."
Song Qingshu walked past the white-haired old man.
I didn't even look at this person, but faintly dropped such a sentence, and then left.
"Song Qingshu, what do you want to do!"
"I am the first leader of the Evil Black Feather Sect, I don't think you are allowed to mess around here!"
Song Qingshu walked past the corpse of the white-haired old man, and countless disciples of the Black Feather Evil Sect ran deep into the sect.
Song Qingshu was about to draw his sword to chase after him.
Half-step Yuanying's strong man walked against the crowd, walked in front of Song Qingshu, and spoke to Song Qingshu impassionedly.
Song Qingshu looked at this generous-looking man and became interested:
"Knowing that it is to die, why?"
The strong Yuan Ying snorted and didn't answer, but rushed directly at Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu looked at the strong man who rushed over to him, sneered, and said quietly: "Probably it is just for the stupid belief and hope in your heart."
"Since you are willing to use life as a shield and flesh and blood as a city, how can I bear to not let you sacrifice your life for righteousness?"
After speaking, Song Qingshu shook his palm and patted the so-called strong man with a light palm.
Then the Dao robe on this strong man was turned into powder by the palm of Song Qingshu's palm.
Snapped!
The sound of cracking eggs came from this strong man.
Immediately, the body of this strong man shattered directly.
Including the bright red flesh and white bones, all shattered into the least visible dust in the air.
Along with the Taoist robe, flutter gently in the wind.
"Stop! The Black Feather Evil Sect Chief Swordmaster is here, Song Qingshu quickly retreats!"
"Hehe, it seems that the old man is going to fight the young man today, Song Xiaoer, take it."
"Song Qingshu! It is a capital crime to break my sect and kill my people. I will order you as the law enforcement captain of the Black Feather Evil Sect to die!"
"Song Qingshu, how dare to fight with me!"
Song Qingshu had just walked two or three steps away from the strong Yuan Ying.
A few people went retrograde in the crowd, coming fiercely towards Song Qingshu.
These people knew that they would definitely die.
But they have no choice.
Because Mo Xiejia still needs a little bit of time to leave the customs, during this time, he must not be disturbed even a little bit.
The place where the Golden Core disciples retreated was the last guardian formation of the Black Feather Evil Sect.
As long as the guardian formation is activated, then everything is not so bad.
But all this takes time.
So someone must stop Song Qingshu's footsteps at the cost of his life.
Such a sacrifice is naturally great.
But Black Feather Evil Sect forced Song Qingshu to death twice and twice.
Now, even if the sect is destroyed, Song Qingshu's brows will not be raised.
After so many people died, what could be counted?
Song Qingshu wanted to drew his sword and chopped all these people to the ground.
But I don't know why.
Song Qingshu still couldn't make it in the end.
I'm afraid it is because he is annoying to kill.
Probably it was because of a certain spirit that Song Qingshu was infected.
I am afraid there is no reason.
Song Qingshu sighed slightly:
"Just leave, I won't kill."
Chapter 386: Killing and Not Killing
Don't kill if you leave.
This is the most benevolent thing Song Qingshu can think of.
Under the great fear between life and death, naturally someone stood blankly, looking back at Song Qingshu.
This is an ordinary golden core six-layer monk.
Originally, he just wanted to escape into the second guardian formation of Black Feather Evil Sect to escape Song Qingshu's insatiable pursuit.
But since he heard Song Qingshu's promise, he was a little lost but happy.
"Is this true? Leave without killing?"
The Sixth Golden Core monk murmured and asked, for fear that Song Qingshu's words were just to deceive them.
Song Qingshu nodded, with a cold smile on his mouth:
"Just leave, don't kill."
"If you don't leave, you will die."
Upon hearing this, Brother Jin Dan slid toward the Black Feather Evil Sect sect with joy.
Someone looked at the figure he was going away and followed him towards the outside of the sect.
Song Qingshu held his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, and never asked these people who were surviving.
However, dozens of muffled noises and several horrible shouts were heard in the air.
Then Song Qingshu opened his eyes and saw that the six-layered golden core monk fell in a pool of blood.
Just now the man who claimed to be the deputy commander of the Black Feather Evil Sect stopped his hand and snorted coldly: "But dare to retreat and escape!"
"Kill without mercy!"
"Hurry and roll back to your second line of defense. Song Qingshu is the most cruel and ruthless. How can you wait lightly!"
Song Qingshu listened to this person's words, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more intense.
From the light tank just now, it turned into a meniscus now:
"You call me cruel and ruthless?"
"Hahaha."
"Sorry, this may be the funniest joke I have ever heard."
"It's obviously you who murdered, why are you embarrassed to say these silly things?"
"But I really want to ask you, what is his sin?"
While Song Qingshu was talking, he pointed his finger at the golden core monk who fell in a pool of blood.
The deputy commander of the Black Feather Evil Sect looked indifferent:
"Is it interesting to say so much?"
Song Qingshu nodded and smiled slightly:
"It's really meaningless."
Then Song Qingshu's index finger and thumb were connected.
The fingers bend slightly and pop out.
Snapped.
There was a crisp sound.
The deputy commander of the Black Feather Evil Sect was suddenly full of fear in his cold eyes.
Then the deputy commander of the Black Feather Evil Sect desperately wanted to turn his head over.
But Song Qingshu's cultivation base at this time was already unfathomable, how could he still give him any chance?
So a blast rang on the head of the general soldier.
To be precise, it blasted on his left forehead.
So half of his face shattered with his brain, not knowing whether it was blood, brain, or other juices.
Condensed into a handful of strange juice in the air.
"what!"
The deputy general felt his head had been shattered in half, and he screamed in pain.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly, then flexed his fingers again.
puff.
With a loud noise, a blood hole the size of a sea bowl was ejected from the deputy commander's chest.
Song Qingshu moved his fingers and then bent again.
puff.
A little bit of blood, the deputy commander’s knee was directly shattered by bullets, and the shattered bones were flying like dust.
"what."
"Song Qingshu, I will ride your mother! If there is a kind, kill me, if there is a kind, don't torture me like this!"
The deputy commander is in the half-step Yuanying realm, so the body is like this, but the spirit is still sober.
Then he screamed, his words full of slander and provocation against Song Qingshu.