Chapter 340

Because some people in the world have common interests.

So there is the word alliance.

Today, although song Qingshu has not stated.

But they have become the Alliance Army against the black feather evil sect.

And among several people present.

There is no exact appointment of who is the commander of the alliance against the black feather evil sect.

But invisible.

Whether it's Tang Xun, the old Valley leader of Tangmen valley.

Or Li Zhan, the former leader of Fengjian mountain villa.

Or you can relax and repair the ancestors of Pengshan.

All three regarded song Qingshu as the general person in charge of the operation.

Because he has such strength.

And song Qingshu exudes a certain temperament, which makes people involuntarily choose to submit to him

Heard song Qingshu's appointment.

Song Qing wrote that the first few people held fists one after another, and then left the tent to be busy with tomorrow's major events.

Encircle and suppress a sect that has existed for a long time.

No matter which world it is, it is a world shaking thing.

Mobilization on the eve of the expedition.

Specific planning of the offensive route.

How many people are attacking.

If you fail, is there a way back? If you succeed, do you want to pursue?

How deep should the pursuit be? How many people should be killed?

These things are equally important.

So this night.

It will be a sleepless night for Tangmen Valley, Fengjian mountain villa and even the rest of the world.

However, it is not for song Qingshu.

Because he has only one person.

War, killing, pursuit, failure, and even death.

He alone bears both honor and danger.

Because it's one person.

So now he can enjoy the bright moon and get drunk.

Because tomorrow's battle may be very tired.

So song Qingshu didn't drink to enjoy the moon.

He just shrunk his back on the wooden chair, loosened his frown and sat down to sleep.

The night is as tantalizing as water. There is a breeze blowing on the Lingxi mountain from time to time.

The breeze occasionally stirred up the tent curtain and sent a cold wind, which made song Qingshu uneasy to sleep.

However, no matter how unstable it is, it will eventually fall asleep.

No matter how worried about tomorrow.

Tomorrow's charming sun is still high in the sky.

Dispel confusion and darkness.

Bring light and hope.

of course.

Sometimes.

It also brings death.

……

It's the day.

As the most powerful affiliated sect under the account of Heiyu evil sect, heigang army naturally has its own strict system.

Yuanying is better than the strong.

Just a friar under the golden elixir.

In the black steel army, he is busier than animals.

It's still dawn.

All the monks should make their own contribution to the growth of the black steel army.

Some people practice the sword. The sword meaning is cold and broken.

Some people practice palm, and the palm meaning is turbulent.

Some people practice their body, and their footwork is clear and lofty.

Unlike other sects, the black steel Army stood in a flat place.

It stands on a peak.

The peak foot opened the first line of defense with an ordinary monk with six Golden elixirs.

Various arrays are arranged on the defense line.

The monks cooperate with the array, that is, the eight heavy people of the golden elixir are incomparable.

Then go up to the waist of the peak.

There are a group of infantry in black steel armor.

Every infantry is the weakest, and it is also the golden elixir eight.

And after countless tests of blood and fire.

If this group of black steel infantry of more than 100 people join hands, they can easily win the double strong of Yuanying.

Hundreds of meters above the waist of the peak.

Here is the proud division of the black steel army.

It was an army in heavy armour.

Although the heavy armor is more ugly than black steel armor.

However, the strength gap represented by the two is the distance between clouds and mud.

The heavy armour army is an army with the golden elixir's nine peak strongmen as the entry standard.

And the controller of the army must reach Yuanying quadruple.

And as many as five people are in control.

in other words.

The strength of this heavily armored army can sweep almost all corners of the world.

The quiet hall where Tang Xun lives.

Li zhanlian sword's white snow nunnery.

The buried bone of moxie Jia.

Except that the people in these three places cannot be defeated.

This heavily armored army is invincible in the world!

Xia Houli, the leader of the black steel army, thought so, and the smile on his mouth gradually raised.

Xia Houli knew the conflict between moxie Jia and song Qingshu.

So Xia Houli guessed.

Song Qingshu is bound to weaken the strength of black feather evil sect before Mo Xie Jia leaves the customs.

But he didn't think song Qingshu would attack him.

Because the black steel army is too strong.

If there were not a moxie Jia on the side of the Lord, the black steel army would have become the Lord!

Just when Xia Hou left lamenting the untimely time of life.

A man dressed in white stood at the foot of the black steel army mountain.

Maybe Xia Houli doesn't know yet.

The invincible black steel army in his eyes is about to usher in the most terrible enemy in history.

That man is song Qingshu.

"There are taboos in the air, so don't break through the air?"

Song Qingshu walked to the foot of the peak where the black steel army was located and raised his head.

He looked at the looming array of roads in the sky and whispered.

When song Qingshu kept looking at the layout of heigang mountain.

A group of Jindan friars dressed in light black.

It's like ants coming out of a hole.

Within a few moments, song Qingshu was surrounded in a circle.

"Who are you?"

"Why did you come to the foot of our black steel army for no reason?"

"Say, where the hell are you from? If you don't say it, I'll let you taste what life is better than death!"

The Jindan friars looked at Song Qingshu's new face, although they were afraid at first.

But as people feel the strength of song Qingshu, that is, the eight fold golden elixir.

The fear in their hearts suddenly drifted away.

He began to point at Song Qingshu's nose and scold without fear.

Facing the clamor of the six gold Dan friars in front of us.

Song Qing was unmoved.

He looked at the peak of the black steel army, nodded and sighed from time to time.

Just when song Qingshu looked at a thousand year old pine on the peak and felt its Avenue breath.

A shining Dao sword broke the cold air and the miserable fog.

With a hiss, Dao Jian directly inserted into the chest of song Qingshu.

Dang!

With a burst of sparks, the Dao sword seemed to be inserted into song Qingshu.

Because the body of the sword seems to be one inch shorter than that just now.

The friars of the golden pill looked at the shorter sword body and shouted with excitement.

"Well done!"

"Ha ha, I think this man is crazy. Just stab him with a sword!"

"Boring, boring, scattered..."

The voice of the crowd had not finished yet.

In the crowd of Jindan friars, someone suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and looked at Song Qingshu with a bloodless face:

"My sword?"

Song Qingshu slightly lowered his head and looked at the sword on his chest.

Looking at the Dao Jian whose blade has been bent but has not pierced his clothes and skin, he hissed:

"Sorry, your sword is a little soft. It seems to be bent."

Then song Qingshu put his middle finger on his thumb and bounced hard.

Pop!

The body of the sword, which radiated brilliance, was directly smashed into countless pieces.