Martial Arts Super God Chat Group

Martial Arts Super God Chat Group Chapter 465

This is a ruled sword with various Dao runes carved on it.

The sword of the avenue is completely cast by the laws of heaven and earth, representing that the strength of the god son has reached the half-step divine light realm, and has comprehended the extremely pure heaven and earth laws.

All this is too critical.

Without leaving Song Qingshu even a little time to consider, before this sudden sword, even a strong person in the Divine Light Realm had to fall, without any temper.

"Soldiers! Upright control soldiers!"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily and tried his best to exert the power of Bing Zi Jue to its extreme in an instant, interfering with the great sword of the god son.

"Huh! Song Qingshu, it's useless! You are all in vain!"

"In order to deal with your military decision, the sword I stabbed is not a physical sword. It is forged by the Tao, and it will turn into ashes when you touch it!"

With a ferocious smile on his face, the God Son said gloomily to Song Qingshu, and after that, he further urged the Dao Sword to stab it out!

Chapter 676 I Will Eliminate You

"It's useless! Song Qingshu, at best, your weapon can only affect physical weapons. How can it affect my regular sword?"

The figure of the god saint son is hidden in the void, his face is invisible, and there are avenues of mist surrounding it, which is difficult to detect.

The son of the god screamed and pierced the sword of Dao's law, with endless killing intent, and the Dao could not help trembling.

"It is difficult to produce results? Is it impossible for you to be impossible for me? What I can do, I have never been able to detect by such a sneaky person!"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily and tried his best to urge the Bingzi Jue, although the God Son didn't think the Bingzi Jue could have any effect.

But the facts proved that the Bing Zi Yi Jue was unparalleled, beyond the imagination of the God Son.

Under Song Qingshu's full urging, even the Dao of Heaven can be used, let alone the weapon transformed from Dao.

In an instant, the divine sword formed by the law of the Great Dao stopped directly and was set in the void.

"How is it possible? My divine sword is transformed by the rules of killing, how did you influence it!"

The god Shengzi was astonished and uttered in horror. The eyes of Song Qingshu were full of different colors.

"My soldier can control everything, and there are so many things I can do. What's so strange about this!"

Song Qingshu sneered, Tongtiandao's eyes between her brows opened in anger, and the nine-color Tao radiated hundreds of feet, shattering the fog of the great road lingering on the god Saint Son.

Forcing the divine son to retreat, avoiding Song Qingshu's killing.

"Chang!"

At the same time!

A powerful lion-headed man with gorgeous clothes wielded the blood demon's sword and struck Song Qingshu horizontally. The blood demon's sword was full of hostility. If Song Qingshu was slashed, it would inevitably cause irreversible damage.

Even if Song Qing's book carries the secret of the word, facing such a wound is bound to be particularly difficult.

"Looking for death! But a lion-headed man with eight layers of transformation, dare to provoke?"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily, the eyes of the lionhead were full of killing intent.

Immediately, only a light tremor was heard, and the lion-headed Gorefiend sword was shattered into fragments in the sky by Song Qingshu's battle character.

Dozens of fragments were inserted into the lion head man's body, splashing blood.

The Lionhead gave a strange cry, and then fled back, avoiding Song Qingshu.

But the moment he turned around, the lion head glowed all over, wearing an immortal battle suit, controlled by the word tactics, as if he was set in the air.

"Die!"

Song Qingshu sneered coldly, and controlled him to fly upside down through the immortal battle clothes on him, blocking Song Qingshu's body.

"puff!"

Song Qingshu released the control of the sword of war and order, so that the strong sword of the god son was ruthlessly submerged in his forehead.

Under the sword of the Son of God, the lion-headed man’s sturdy flesh was like ice and snow under the blazing sun, melting with the Great Sword.

However, in the half-breath situation, the flesh and bones of the Lionhead's entire body are melting, which is terrible.

In the end, only a loud bang was heard, and the lion head was exploded. The body and the soul became a blood rain together, the wreckage was scattered, and the body and spirit were destroyed.

Song Qingshu didn't make a single move, just moved his mind, and he killed a lion head master and melted a holy sword of killing.

This kind of killing with a knife is perfect.

at the same time.

After the Lionhead was killed on the spot, Song Qingshu was also attacked by several other top figures, and the black and white Taiji figure was turbulent behind him.

Song Qingshu manipulated his body into a flying arrow, and flew out in the turbulent world.

Although a little embarrassed, he still avoided a catastrophe after all.

"Song Qingshu, today you are doomed to escape."

"So many people want to kill you, it seems you won't survive today even if I don't shoot."

"This is really great. If Kylin Mansion is going to face such a terrible opponent like you, it will be even worse if the Kirin Mansion, which has already fallen, wants to come!"

Lan Yuxiao among the jade wing looked at Song Qingshu soaring in the air, and it was extremely difficult to notice a smile on the corner of his mouth, quite happy.

The city lord in a low palace looked at Song Qingshu, and then at the god saint concealed in the void, with an indifferent expression and a cold expression.

...

Undoubtedly, Song Qingshu Zheng is facing an extremely cruel battle.

In the nine-day sky, an endless rain of blood spilled, the broken soul was wailing in the sky, and the white bones were slowly falling like snow. The battlefield at this time was like a hell asura field.

"Hahaha! Come on, feel the joy of fighting!"

Song Qingshu was happily fighting, with the yin and yang behind him rising and falling, killing the sun and the moon without light, filling the battlefield with a haze of death.

"Do you think you are really invincible? The sword just made me underestimate the enemy, and then I must cut off your head!"

The Son of God manifested in the void for a moment, and after leaving such a provocative word, it dissipated again and disappeared.

The system in Song Qingshu's mind is extremely powerful now. Although this god son only manifested for a moment, its realm was also identified by the system.

"Ding, the system prompts that the realm of the holy child of the god organization has reached half a step of the divine light realm, which is only a short distance from the burning divine fire!"

"Shengzi is extremely powerful and good at assassination, ranking seventh among the nine gods!"

Hearing the prompt from the system, Song Qingshu couldn't help being shocked, a little surprised: "I actually reached the half-step Divine Light Realm, and I want to ignite the divine fire! Is it stronger than the saint just now?"

At this point, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel stunned and excited.

In the palace world, Song Qingshu finally confronted a rival who was about to burn a divine fire.

Moreover, he was also one of the nine sages of the gods organization, belonged to a strong assassin, never confronted Song Qingshu head-on, but secretly shot, making Song Qingshu's situation even worse.

"Song Qingshu!"

The god Shengzi shouted angrily, and with his two fingers as a sword, he shot directly and stab Song Qingshu suddenly.

"Black and White Tai Chi! Shou!"

Before the bitter sword of the God Son, Song Qingshu urged the black and white Tai Chi behind him, causing him to explode with extremely strong defense power.

The black and white Tai Chi stood in front of Song Qingshu, for it resisted the sword of the god Shengzi Ling.

However, the sword intent of the god Saint Son is infinite, and the black and white two-color Tai Chi that only melts the eternal ups and downs cannot resist all.

Between Song Qingshu's eyebrows, there was a white mark that was not shallow or deep. This was the first time Song Qingshu left a scar on his body during the siege.

Although it is extremely light, it is of great significance.

The ruled sword intent of the gods and sons did not pierce Song Qingshu, but that kind of aura came out through the black and white Tai Chi diagram.

If you change to another person in the realm of transforming gods, you will inevitably be smashed to pieces, and your soul will turn into ashes.

Song Qingshu raised his hand to touch the white mark between his eyebrows, frowned and said: "The organization of the gods? I will get rid of you!"

Chapter 677

"Want to get rid of my god organization? Song Qingshu, don't you think you are too arrogant!"

"No, it's better to call you too stupid than arrogant! Someone like you still wants to compete with my god organization?"

In the hidden body and the void, the Son of God, listening to Song Qingshu's whisper, sneered and sneered mercilessly.

Stop talking.

The Son of God hides his figure again, and pushes towards Song Qingshu step by step, and when he moves, the shot is the ultimate move of Thunder.

"After the trial of the hero battlefield is over, the first thing I have to do is to remove the gods' organization. When that happens, you all will die!"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily, the word secret of the operator, making his whole body bloom with golden brilliance, and the white marks on the eyebrows were instantly repaired by the golden brilliance.

After doing this, Song Qingshu immediately threw himself into the endless killing.

Now for Song Qingshu, he has no more time delay. At this moment, every minute and every second on the battlefield makes Song Qingshu continue to experience death.

Even if it's just a moment of distraction, maybe Song Qingshu will fall into a sad end of separation of body and head.

Song Qingshu raised his hand with a four-sided heavy cauldron, flipped his hand, and found the Great Dragon Sword directly in the void.

The heavy tripod smashed the tough shell of a thousand-year-old tortoise.

Then the thousands of miles of thunder carried by the giant cauldron in the four directions collapsed, strangling this thousand-year-old tortoise, which was known for its defense, and turning its body into ashes...

The sword energy cut by the big dragon sword went straight into the clouds and reached about ten thousand feet high.

The sword is unstoppable. Every time the sword wind passes by, the void bursts and shatters, and the sky is chopped into an extremely obvious sword path.

In the end this kendo stayed in front of a supreme stone clan.

The supreme stone clan was three hundred years old, and his physical body was as tough as Song Qingshu, and harder than the diamond holy stone.

But before Song Qingshu's swordsmanship, no matter how powerful the stone clan supreme was, how terrifying his flesh was, he was cut in half by Song Qingshu's sword.

It splits from the center of the eyebrows, the incision is brilliant, the brain is not spilled, and the white bones are clearly visible.

Horror images like this can only be regarded as a microcosm of this terrible battle at best...

At this time, the battle of encircling Song Qingshu, taking the head of the head and the secret of the word of soldiers, has reached a fever pitch.

Not only for Song Qingshu, it can be said that there is no retreat for anyone present, so they can only move forward.

Some people are determined to please Lan Yuxiao in order to seize Song Qingshu.

Some people are doing it for Qiu Tianyi, borrowing the head of Song Qingshu to earn Qiu Tianyi's favor.

There are others who are simply trying to kill Song Qingshu, such as the God Son who is hidden in the void.

"kill!"

Song Qingshu roared and swung the bronze halberd in his hand, smashing and killing a powerful blood ghost on the spot.

The blood on the blood ghost tribe gurgled out, and the blood spilled over the void.

Song Qingshu reached out to the void with his right hand, and the power of Bing Zijue filled his hand, giving him the power to control everything instantly.

"Bing Zi Jue! Uranus controls blood!"

Song Qingshu shouted angrily, already killing his eyes, as terrifying as the incarnation of an Asura evil spirit.

Following Song Qingshu's shout, the blood in the blood ghost clan powerhouse turned into countless auras of peerless holy swords in the air.

Song Qingshu started thinking, the holy sword burst out of the air, and in an instant it penetrated countless masters in all directions, and even a few people were broken and died in the air.

"Everyone, this son is too strong! Don't have any more reservations, let him turn into fly ash now!"

"Om!"

I don't know who mobilized, and nearly 50 top masters in the palace world responded, and then 50 people joined forces to kill Song Qingshu!

An extremely dazzling and splendid light, as terrifying as the chaotic aura that the world was born into when the world was opened up, can kill all things!

puff!

With a muffled noise, dozens of cracks appeared on the black and white Tai Chi diagram that had just been condensed behind Song Qingshu's back. The Tai Chi diagram shook and trembled, as if it might break at any time.