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"Huh, don't underestimate people! Immortal climber, my holy gun mech must stab you under the gun!"

When Song Qingshu waved the cross slash, swallowing all the atmosphere of the sky.

The emerald mecha beside Song Qingshu directly pierced a cyan war spear in rage.

The noisy thrust of the spear pierced the sky in an instant, and it swooped down like an ancient dragon with hundreds of feet.

There are hundreds of miles of peerless sharp on the gun, this is a stunning shot.

With a single shot, the heavenly coercion of the Immortal Realm was directly brought into full play.

This was obviously just a very simple shot. When the gun came, it seemed to be crushed down with an extremely simple ancient universe.

The quaint bronze gun rumbled on the gun, blankly, everything was suppressed under one shot.

Song Qingshu has a peerless and brave power, and has never retreated an inch and a half before this outrageous shot.

"Holy Gun Mecha, don't laugh out of people's teeth."

"Just a broken mecha like you, I can chop you off with a few strokes!"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly, holding the blue magic knife against the holy spear mech.

With a bang, Song Qingshu slashed out a sword, and with a simple sword, it was like a horizontal slash to open the blue avenue god pattern like the universe.

Now the duel between the two is no longer like a simple contest, but rather like opening up the world and cutting out one grand world after another.

The rumble of the gun and sword duel was endless.

The atmosphere of the sky full of avenues came and went, and the combat between the blue knives and the primitive green spears was deafening.

Song Qingshu and the Spear Saint Mecha kept clashing, so there were dazzling lights in this place, Cang Yu was ruined, and the space was shattered.

Chapter 513

"If you don't get rid of it, it must be a major problem for my eternal family."

"Even if the old man died here today, he will definitely not let this man go wild!"

The last of the three mechas finally took a sigh of relief when Song Qingshu and the other two mechas fought fiercely.

Then the controller in the crimson mech burned, and then exuded a monstrous power.

"Zhengzheng!"

Suddenly, several fierce metal trembling sounds were heard in Tianyuzhi.

Like Jin Ge and Iron Horse Sen facing each other, the void trembled lightly.

With a bang, the sound of several metal tremors turned into ten thousand swords, and they shook together.

The sky trembles, and the sound of the void being torn is endless.

The scarlet mecha turned a blood-dropping holy sword into a sea of ​​swords.

As a result, a blood sword was cut out, and it turned into thousands of sword lights passing through the sky.

In the end, the thousands of sword lights all gathered together again, turning into a roar like a landslide and a tsunami!

Cang!

The blood sword danced in the sky with blood-like red light, like the most dazzling red glow in the sky.

At this time, Song Qingshu's mecha was fighting hard to separate with the holy gun mecha.

And that blood-like red light sword's brilliance happened to be pinched at the most critical node of Song Qingshu's sword release.

If Song Qingshu carried the Blue Demon Sword to resist, then a shot of the Holy Spear Mecha would pierce Song Qingshu's chest.

And if Song Qingshu left him alone, then the bloody sword force would definitely split Song Qingshu directly.

Let Song Qingshu's body be cut and split along with the mecha.

Such a sword can not be said to be not powerful, let alone not ruthless.

But even in the face of such a sudden Xeon Sword, Song Qingshu never wavered his mind for a moment.

"Twenty-Three Swords Profound Meaning, Guiyuan One Sword!"

Before Song Qingshu's arrival at Chi Mang, Song Qingshu turned his eyes slightly, and yelled at him with the mentality of a war.

Shoo!

There was a spring breeze of willows in the void.

The breeze and drizzle in the spring breeze of the willows turned into twenty-three shining fairy swords under Song Qingqing's battle.

A door of space emerged in the void that the twenty-three immortal swords passed through, and the violent wind rushed into it, and the void swayed uneasy.

Then the twenty-three fairy swords merged into a very simple great sword under the brilliance of the great road.

There is only one blade above the entire sword of the Great Dao Divine Sword, and nothing else has ever existed.

Simple and sharp, but also powerful to the extreme.

There was a muffled sound like winter thunder.

The bloody red sword light collided fiercely with the Great Dao Divine Sword, and the air wave rolled, and then the red sword light disappeared.

Following Song Qingshu's Great Great Sword, it drifted in the wind.

The sword that was slashed out with all his strength missed, and the presence of the red mecha was extremely dignified.

Immediately, the scarlet mech raised the blood sword in his hand again, and the blood sword was several feet long.

When the scarlet mech slashed forward with the blood sword.

The avenue symbols above the sword's edge are huge, it can be said that they are densely packed, directly filling the sky, and Song Qingshu is directly covered under the sword sea.

Song Qingshu retreated the holy spear mech with a breath of life and looked up at the sky.

He blocked the azure blue magic knife horizontally in front of him, and slashed out hundreds of swords in an instant.

The blue magic knife is blue all over.

Now in the swing of Song Qingshu, the blade of the Blue Magic Sword is as crystal clear as a stream of autumn water.

Under the shadow of the hazy moonlight.

The Blue Magic Knife emitted a quiet light of tens of thousands of feet, like a turquoise blue lake, sea and river waves rushing out.

The waves of the lakes, the rivers and the crimson sword glow intertwined and fought each other with the thousands of chains of the heavens and the gods.

The Blue Magic Blade and the Scarlet Blood Sword collided tens of thousands of times in an instant, and dazzling sparks continued to explode under the night sky.

It cannot be denied, this short-lived battle can really be called a big battle.

Neither Song Qingshu nor Crimson Mecha showed any conservativeness or mercy.

They are fighting for their lives one after another, with the will of either you or me, fierce and majestic.

'If you become my slave and offer blood, then you still have a chance to live, otherwise I will eliminate you today!"

Zhao Yi drove the golden-yellow road mecha and came carrying the big clock, muttering expressionlessly on the front of Song Qingshu.

The response to Zhao Yi was a simple and rude Blue Magic Knife.

Song Qingshu turned his head and glanced at Zhao Yi.

His eyes were very cold.

Now that the battle has reached such a step, Song Qingshu really wants to ask what else to say.

Except for life and death, nothing else.

Boom!

Zhao Yi placed the big clock on his shoulders in front of him, and followed the sound of a roaring and shaking on the bell wall.

Song Qingshu's sword penetrated into the clock for several feet, but he couldn't advance or retreat even one point.

The emerald-green bronze ancient spear stabbed with the power of destroying all things.

The blood-like red sword turned into the colorful clouds in the sky everywhere.

Zhao Yi slapped the clock in anger, the invisible clock wave shook and the sky, the golden ripples spread thousands of miles away, everything was broken when touched.

A killing scene that sounded extremely terrifying, but it was only a momentary battle that Song Qing faced.

The offensives of the three mechas kept changing, waiting for them to be connected.

It is conceivable that Song Qingshu has faced a terrifying crisis.

This is a terrifying battle above the six-layer powerhouse in the transformation of the gods.

Regardless of Song Qingshu, Zhao Yi and others.

Its official state of cultivation is far from reaching the sixth level of the gods transformation state.

But when a few of them control these mysterious tools of war, their strength becomes terrifying, ignoring the rules of heaven and directly reaching this realm.

Suddenly, the battle between Song Qingshu and the three was extremely fierce and terrifying.

Although Song Qingshu's situation is one of the critical situations.

But Song Qingshu still looked cold and indifferent, no waves in his heart, and no messy emotions came to his mind.

Song Qingshu knows what a real battle is.

In the real battle.

In addition to the determination to kill the enemy, emotions such as moving, carnival, laughing, roaring, and losing can all be said to be extremely tasteless.

Can't play any role.

So even though there are three mechas desperately shooting against Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu let out a deep breath, forcibly keeping herself in a calm and calm state.

Song Qingshu used this to face all possible or necessary crises.

"Ding, the system prompts that the performance of the holy spear mech has declined, and if it is shot at this time, the winning rate is not small."

Song Qingshu listened to the system's prompt, and the eyes in his pupils burned like a torch.

Song Qingshu's eyes were full of light, and he stared at the three mechas, the holy spear mecha.Waiting for an opportunity to kill it directly.

"Break one by one!"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly and said indifferently.

Chapter 514: A Palm

In the current decisive battle of such masters as Song Qingshu, the battle to life and death was only a moment.

Even in a thousandth of an instant, Song Qingshu can turn things around.

A thought is broken.

Everything died in a flash.

In this way, Song Qingshu is only a chance in this melee.

As long as there is a blink of an eye, Song Qingshu can gain the upper hand in this bloody battle.

"Immortal climber! You must not survive today, so go to die obediently, I will make good use of the blood in your body."

Zhao Yi raised his hand and patted the golden holy bell on his shoulder angrily. The corner of his mouth raised a smile amid the rumbling of the bell.

clang!

The bell sounded melodiously, shattering the void, and the golden bell sounded a circle of golden ripples in the sky.

"Dogs bark."

Song Qingshu's azure blue mecha looked at Zhao Yi coldly, and yelled in a deep voice.

When the curse is over.

Song Qingshu took the blue magic knife in his hand and slashed at the golden ripple Zhong Bo, and the thunder flashed out in the sky.