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Shen Tiejiu looked at Song Qingshu's fingers hanging in front of his eyes, and roared in anger.

Previously, Shen Tiejiu did humiliate Song Qingshu a little bit, but that was just to suppress Song Qingshu's arrogance.

But he did not expect.

Song Qingshu unexpectedly chose to humiliate herself in this way, pointing to herself and saying that she would kill herself.

This kind of insult made this arrogant Shen Tiejiu speechless for a while, and he didn't know what words to satirize back.

"Really don't kill?"

After a little silence, some of the forty-eight riders in front of Song Qingshu took the lead to speak, and the voice was faint and silent.

Song Qingshu looked indifferent, with his hands behind him:

"do not kill."

The person who led the collision to him was Shen Tiejiu, and the forty-eight riders behind him only obeyed orders. Song Qingshu was not willing to kill innocent people.

And at this moment, Song Qingshu wanted to let Shen Tiejiu know what it means to betray relatives.

Chapter 535

With Song Qingshu speaking.

For a while, dozens of cavalry soldiers behind Shen Tiejiu couldn't help but stare at each other.

They are all the supreme masters of the younger generation. They came here with Shen Tiejiu, a well-known expert on Dengxian Road, because they were worried about their weakness.

However, before entering the First God Pass, Song Qingshu, the Killing God, stood here.

And listening to what Shen Tiejiu meant, he actually wanted to send himself to death for no reason.

No one would want to make sacrifices like this so unnecessary.

"Huh! The coward who is going to leave, hurry away. People who are not determined like you are not worthy to fight with me in all directions!"

"get out!"

Shen Tiejiu raised his horse's head, and without turning his head back, he yelled at the powerful horsemen behind him behind his back.

It seems that he himself knew that when facing Song Qingshu, even he couldn't help but trembled, not to mention that these cultivation bases behind him were inferior to his own transforming gods.

"Since Master Shen is so magnanimous, then I will retire first!"

"If Master Shen can be useful to me in the future, please let me know!"

Listening to Shen Tiejiu's words, a powerful person in the transformation of the gods realm suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

Then, after this powerful person in the transformation of the gods held a fist at Shen Tiejiu, he urged the skull, sheep and alien beast under his body to fly towards the opposite position of the first god pass.

The Bone Sheep and Alien Beast has reached the seventh stage of the Nascent Soul, and it is more powerful than the original Moxiejia Sect Master.

Now this Bone Sheep and Beast is fully urging the cultivation base, and its speed is faster than Aurora Canxia.

however.

Just when this strong realm of God is about to dissipate in the sky.

There was a boom.

The power of the gods smashed into the sky, turned into a pool of blood, and floated in the sky.

"Huh! A guy who doesn't have the courage, he deserves to die."

Shen Tiejiu looked at the pool of blood in the sky, coldly hummed, and said with a sneer.

Seeing their companions dying in the sky, all the forty-nine riders who had retired for a while were stunned, staring at each other, wondering what happened.

"Why?"

Song Qingshu looked at the pool of blood falling from the sky, with an indifferent expression in his eyes.

After a moment of silence.

Song Qingshu just sighed and said softly.

call out!

Just when Song Qingshu sighed.

Above Tianyu, there was a bloody wings stabbed at Song Qingshu like thunder and aurora.

The strength of the power above the wings only made this piece of sturdy heaven and earth tremble slightly.

"Bing word decision, sword!"

Song Qingshu's wing, Gu Jing's look in his eyes was not waved, the corners of his mouth were indifferent, and he spoke softly.

Following Song Qingshu's words, an extremely profound aura of great power quietly emerged from his mouth.

A weed broke out of the ground under the gate of the First God Pass, like an extremely sharp fairy sword, piercing at that wing.

There was a boom.

The wild grass breaks, and the infinite sword intent on it shatters together.

And the white wings that made the void shudder into gray together, burst into flames in the wind.

"As expected, he is the powerhouse who stopped Shen Tiejiu, there really are some ways."

Just when Song Qingshu wanted to start a scan to see who had shot him.

A scribe with a white lupin head tied with a silk scarf, who looked very delicate, came from the void.

The avenue pattern appeared under his feet, shattering the void in one step, and walking through the void.

Song Qingshu looked at this delicate and beautiful scribe with an indifferent expression:

"That person counts me letting him go, what right do you have to kill him?"

The delicate scribes were taken aback when they heard the words, and then burst into laughter, with undisguised contempt in their words: "The road to ascend to the immortal is full of bones. It is said that I am invincible. On this road, what else can be done besides moving forward? Life and death are up to you!"

"But you just misunderstood me. I didn't fake it, but killing that monk is none of my business."

After saying this, the delicate scribes pointed to the void.

There was a soft sound.

A golden eight-winged Tianpeng flew out of the void.

On top of the eight-winged Tianpeng, there is a Taoist aunt who has an extremely beautiful face, but is full of cold and murderous intent.

The Taoist aunt knew that someone was pointing at her, so she turned her head to look at Song Qingshu coldly, and said indifferently: "There are so many outstanding people on the Dengxian Road, like such a restless trash, why come here? It's better to die."

"Besides, who am I killing, what to do with you?"

Song Qingshu couldn't help but chuckle for a moment when he heard the Dao aunt's response so domineering.

When Song Qing was thinking about how to confront the enemy.

A slightly childish voice sounded in Song Qingshu's ear:

"Brother Dao, don't be too naive, the strong on Dengxian Road should be fearless."

"Competition is fierce on the hero battlefield, and everyone will be opponents at that time."

"Now that the war has not started, it is natural to get rid of a few masters and then a few masters. This is the victory before the battle. Don't worry about it."

A flimsy young man walked out of the crowd and sent a kindly notice to Song Qingshu. Then he was hidden in the crowd and could not be found.

Qingxiu Scribe.

Taoist aunt sitting on top of Tianpeng.

Thin boy.

These three are all rising stars who are famous for their rapid growth on Dengxian Road, are geniuses among geniuses, and venerables among strong ones.

With the emergence of this group of superb figures.

They are all very powerful and conspicuous in their respective areas. They are just volatile auras, but they also oppress other people to retreat hundreds of feet to make way for this group of powerhouses.

"How many masters can be eliminated? This is your wishful thinking?"

Song Qingshu looked indifferent, looking at the sudden appearance of several masters without any affection, he opened his lips and said.

The Qingxiu scribe shook his head:

"Oh, fellow Taoist, how can you say that?"

"I just want to see, can a group of tigers in the God Realm be able to beat a sheep in the God Realm half step?"

Speaking of last.

The cheesy scribe's cheeks and faces are outlined with a curve, which is particularly cruel.

The Taoist aunt waved the dust in her hand, bowed her head slightly, and saluted with one hand.

While saluting, he opened his lips with infinite killing intent and said:

"Or someone who doesn't fight as hard as possible, I will save him!"

"The previous monk is your role model."

The thin boy:

"Stop talking nonsense, go to war, I believe this battle will feast my eyes."

Song Qingshu glanced indifferently at the three powerhouses who had forced Forty-Nine Cavaliers to fight a decisive battle with him, then opened his lips and said: "Seeing others die, you are so accomplished..."

Not waiting for Song Qingshu to finish.

A sword slash that was so heavy that the earth under Xiongcheng Pass could not bear it, he slashed towards Song Qingshu's head.

The person with the sword is a three-tier powerhouse in the transformation of the gods. He roared and roared: "You die, I don't want to die!"

Chapter 536

Song Qingshu felt the heavy knife wind on his head, and he couldn't help but frowned slightly, expounding unhappy emotions between his brows.

"Since you do it, don't blame me!"

Song Qingshu let out a cold snort, opening his eyes to the sky between his brows.

A nine-colored glow shot from the eyes of Tongtiandao.

call out!

There was a soft bang, and the nine-colored glow hit the heavy sword with the inscription on the road.

Chi Chi...

The mark of the road on the epee sword instantly melted in the nine-color holy light, and the epee sword made of strange materials also melted into a big hole.

"Ah, ah, kill the Quartet! Fallen Star Slash!"

This transforming god realm powerhouse is several points stronger than the one who started riding a unicorn holy beast.

Although the heavy sword was almost melted by the nine-colored glow between Song Qingshu's eyebrows.

But before the heavy sword completely melted away.

This powerful god of the gods still used the heavy sword power on it to save a sword against Song Qingshu.

The heavy sword carries Ruoyuruuowu's meteorite power, and the Avenue of Stars is above it, fierce.

Vaguely, this sword seemed to chop down the sky full of stars to Song Qingshu's body, terrifying to the extreme.

"Soldier, Suo!"

"Bing Zi Jue, Tower!"

"Bing is determined, Ding!"

Faced with the sword of the triple powerhouse of the God Realm who gave up his life and forgot to die.

Song Qing didn't change his color in his writing, still calm, and the corners of his mouth never rose, like ice that has not been thawed for hundreds of millions of years.

Song Qingshu whispered three times.