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Li Zhan fell to the ground unconscious, vomiting blood.

"Dare to take action against us, it seems to be impatient to live, no matter what, let me send you a ride!"

In the north of Song Qingshu, a hoarse voice came.

Following the sound, there were two extremely terrifying killing intents.

call out!

Two killing intents appeared in the air, like two extremely sharp arrows stabbing Tang Xun and Li Zhan.

"Too strong... I'm dead."

Tang Xun looked at the two arrows just in front of the door, and closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

"boom!"

Just when Tang Xun had no hope.

Song Qingshu's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, slamming a punch, smashing the two killing intents.

"Go!"

Song Qingshu smashed two lingering murderous auras with a punch with his right hand, and shook his left hand lightly behind him, sternly.

With Song Qingshu's sleeves swinging, Tang Xun and Li Zhan were immediately blown away from the battlefield by a gust of wind.

"Now that there is no one, you should get out too, right?"

Song Qingshu clenched his fists, his face opened with indifference.

Although Song Qingshu didn't do anything, the killing intent born from the waves of him made the several peerless powerful men who besieged him feel frightened.

After the atmosphere was slightly silent, there was a chuckle from Song Qingshu's west: "Hehe, you deserve to be the one who killed the Ninth Elder, he still has some skills."

Hear the words.

Song Qingshu never turned his head, but directly raised his fist and blasted him to the west.

"boom!"

Song Qingshu's palm was filled with a thunderous air of death, and he whizzed to the west.

"Hehe, when the people of Yuanying's triple realm dare to be so rampant?"

After that, Song Qingshu's western sky was lined with a white palm, which was like a crystal of jade, patted down.

"Yuan Ying Bae?!"

Song Qingshu looked at Yuzhang and opened his lips in disbelief.

The jade palm is lingering with the breath of return to nature, if it weren't for the mover to reach the Yuan Ying's eighth birth breath, it would not be able to display it anyway.

There was a muffled sound.

The fist that Song Qingshu threw at random vanished into the void.

And the jade palm above the sky was directly broken into countless pieces, and blood fell from the sky.

"get out!"

Song Qingshu looked at the shattered jade palm and his dissipated fist, and shouted indifferently.

In the east of Song Qingshu, a voice came:

"I wanted to kill you at will, and then take your head back."

"Now it seems that I have to face you up."

Stop talking.

There was a boom.

The brilliance of the formation in the east of Song Qingshu rushed straight into the sky, shining light across the sky and the earth.

There was a chanting sound over there, and a huge figure appeared in the void.

Sitting cross-legged, the mysterious figure was surrounded by a bright silver halo.

"How can you increase your strength to the eighth level of Yuan Ying in this world?"

Song Qingshu looked at her Dongfang and said.

The person sitting in the east of Song Qingshu was slightly silent, and said to Song Qingqi, "I have a secret treasure on my body, which can reduce the pressure of the incomplete heavenly way."

When Song Qingshu heard the words, he couldn't help but realize.

"Why do you say so much?"

There was a sound in the north of Song Qingshu.

In the north, there is an immeasurable golden light bursting out of the sky, spraying thin Ruixia.

Ruixia filled the world, and then a huge figure appeared in the north.

The face on the figure is solemn and solemn, extremely compassionate, and sacred.

This is another huge statue of a god, all golden body, sitting cross in the sky, taller than a mountain.

Song Qingshu glanced at the northern god statue, then closed his gaze, opened his lips and said, "Is it Yuhua Tianmen?"

"In order to chase me down, how many people did you deploy?"

The Eastern chanting idol smiled slightly:

"There is a lack of the rules of heaven in this world. We can only send five people to Yuhua Tianmen."

"But it should be enough to kill you!"

Hear the words.

Song Qingshu looked around and Tianyu.

"Enemies from all quarters?"

Song Qingshu murmured softly, with a smile on his lips.

Chapter 436

"What's so funny about you?"

The figure in the north of Song Qingshu was condensed into a six-foot-long golden body, the whole body was crystal clear and brilliant, he was holding a green bamboo that could be held in his hand.

Zhang Liu's golden body was floating in the air, and he frowned as he watched Song Qingshu's chuckle.

Song Qingshu said nothing, then looked around:

"Who else?"

"Come out, don't forget to report your name, I never slaughter nameless people under my fist."

Song Qingshu's words just fell.

In Song Qingshu’s southern convenience, there was a cow cry, like a response to Song Qingshu: "Huh!"

Song Qingshu frowned, thinking that it was a bull demon standing south of him who wanted to chase him down.

There was a soft buzz.

The vigorous purple air hit Song Qingshu head-on from the east of Song Qingshu.

There was an old cow in the distance from Ziqi, slowly walking towards Song Qingshu.

On the cow's back, there was a phantom that was ups and downs, and the phantom was carrying a fairy sword, and it appeared before Song Qing's writing.

"Yuhua Tianmen Divine Sword Sect's first disciple, you can call me the old man riding a bull."

The old man riding a bull yawned and spoke to Song Qingshu with disdain.

Immediately after the old man riding a bull came out, it was an existence standing in the west of Song Qingshu.

There was a boom.

Song Qingshu The sky in the west is chaotic.

The yin and yang are turbulent there, and a nebula lingers there, as if eternal, shining and brilliant, very spectacular.

"The first disciple of Ten Thousand Fazong of Yuhua Tianmen, Mingfa Taoist."

A middle-aged man wearing a yin and yang robe appeared in the west of Song Qingshu.

The middle-aged man has a cold face like a piece of ice, one eye is bright in his pupils, and the other is dark.

These people appeared by the lakeside of Samsara Lake one after another, causing inexplicable changes, and the broken world trembled and shook.

"The Dao of Heaven is incomplete, it is impossible for you group to shoot at the same time, so you don't have to pretend to be a crowd."

"Who will come first?"

Song Qingshu finished the circle around her body, raised her mouth with a rather indifferent smile, and opened her lips.

Just as Song Qingshu thought.

There is a lack of heaven in this world, and the projection of several masters of Yuhua Tianmen on this heaven and earth has reached its limit.

If it were to make a joint move, this world would definitely not be able to contain it.

Therefore, although Song Qingshu was surrounded by others.

Song Qingshu faced only one enemy each time, so Song Qingshu was confident and did not feel any fear.

As soon as Song Qingshu's words fell, a solemn roar came from his northern convenience: "Song Qingshu, the nine elders killed by you are my uncle, let me kill you this time!"

Song Qingshu looked at Song Qingshu with the golden body of six feet in the north, and an angry face appeared on his golden face.

Song Qingshu looked at the six-legged figure in the north, and sneered and said:

"Elder Nine? I don't remember, he didn't say his name to me."

"By the way, let's sign up. One day, when I remember the person who died in my hands, I will have a thought."

After listening to Song Qingshu's words, Zhangliu Jinshen felt that he had suffered the greatest insult in his life.

So Zhang Liujin said coldly:

"The one who killed you!"

"Hey!"

Zhang Liujin shot out with anger, he no longer sat cross-legged.

Its whole body is golden yellow, its precious appearance is solemn, and it comes in big strides, and its lingering eight-fold aura of Nascent Soul can be called the world!

Zhang Liujin raised his hand, and a green bamboo pointed out.

The green bamboo was very green and hit Song Qingshu's body. This blow was simple and unobtrusive, and it seemed simple and plain.

But even though Song Qingshu has now reached the Yuan Ying triple realm, facing this blow, he has to treat each other seriously.

he knows.

This green bamboo is definitely a very powerful blow from the Zhangliu Golden Body.

"You have a broken bamboo, and I have a hell stand!"

Song Qingzhu looked at the green bamboo that was about to hit her body, sneered, and threw the hell platform to Zhang Liujin's body.

There was a muffled sound.

The green bamboo with the rules of the avenue was blown away by the hell platform.

The golden body of Zhangliu holding a green bamboo was shattered by the green bamboo, and countless blood dripped out.

"Nano!"

Zhang Liujin felt the pain from his palm, and became even more angry. He opened his mouth and shouted at Song Qingshu.

Zhang Liujin's body uttered words, and the killing intent was infinitely to Song Qingshusen.

"roll!"

Song Qingshu stared at the words that rushed to him, and let out a sharp roar.

boom.