Chapter 350

Xia Houli has forgotten how long he hasn't waved a gun.

Since he entered the five fold of Yuanying.

The hostility of the world to him seemed to have disappeared.

Maybe Tangmen valley was Fengjian mountain villa before. I thought about attacking the black steel army.

However, with the continuous growth of Xia Hou Li and Mo Xie Jia, the strange balance between the three sects stabilized.

The world has also rarely ushered in peace in recent decades.

Although this is not a real peace, it is just a truce for decades.

Moreover, with the imminent exit of moxie Jia, the decades long truce will soon come to an end.

"There were less than three days left, and the black feather evil sect would dominate the world."

"Song Qingshu, what kind of bastard are you to make a move in the most critical days?"

"I could have become the general of the world overlord without a shot."

"I should have had supreme glory!"

"Song Qingshu, damn you!"

The moment before waving a gun at Song Qingshu.

Xia Houli thought a lot.

The more he thought, the more angry he became.

The more he thought about it, the more the veins in his palm burst.

He took a few steps in the direction of song Qingshu.

The light in the palm of his hand gradually flashed and waved at Song Qingshu.

Therefore, the vitality of the whole heaven and earth fell on Song Qingshu.

Smashing this word is not a general statement.

Because this is the current situation of the vitality of the world.

Not pressure.

Not a split.

Not to cut.

But like a heavy hammer, it hit song Qingshu hard on the top of his head.

If song Qingshu didn't understand the martial arts of artistic conception level.

Facing such a violent attack, song Qingshu can only carry it with his own strength.

Maybe it will be photographed directly underground and make a mouthful of blood foam.

However, today's song Qingshu has long understood the martial arts of Kun's artistic conception and is proficient.

Even if it is the full power of the five strong Yuanying, what is it?

Song Qingshu was floating in a cloud, and the deep paint in his eyes blackened into earthy brown.

The boundless vitality of heaven and earth directly hit song Qingshu's body without shaking a hair of song Qingshu.

Boom!

The land at the foot of song Qingshu was directly hit by the vitality of heaven and earth, which made a big hole.

It's like being hammered.

"What if you hit me with the general trend of heaven and earth?"

"I am a part of the general trend of heaven and earth. Can you use water and smash dead water?"

Song Qingshu raised his feet and walked out of the sunken pit.

He looked at Xia Houli with a gloomy face, cleared his throat, smiled and said.

When song Qingshu showed his determination surrounded by clouds, he was just like the person in the picture.

Even if Xia Houli borrowed the vitality of the world in the real world to kill song Qingshu.

It's just like tearing this picture.

If you tear the scroll, where can you destroy the artistic conception in the painting?

Where can song Qingshu be hurt if he breaks the land where song Qingshu stands?

So song Qingshu stood in front of Xia Houli unharmed, with a smile on his mouth.

"With great perseverance, I tried to kill you first, but I couldn't kill you."

"But the second killing move of heaven and earth's vitality, which can't be avoided, can't kill you?"

"Song Qingshu, you know, these two incredible misses have made me feel a little different."

Xia Houli looked at Song Qingshu and raised the iron gun in his hand. The front of the gun flashed bright.

Xia Houli, with a strong killing intention, raised a bitter smile at the corners of his mouth and said to song Qingshu.

Xia Houli is not an ordinary so-called expert who thinks highly of himself.

He is a real soldier.

Before becoming the leader of heigang army, Xia Houli had fought in the real battlefield for decades.

For decades.

Xia Houli shed blood and tears, knowing the pain of death and the greatness of life.

So in a way.

He is stronger than don Xun and others because he is a man who can fight.

He knew how to use the sharpest method to nail song Qingshu to the front of his iron gun.

But now he missed twice, which really made him doubt his past life.

It made him wonder what went wrong with his method of killing the enemy.

But the time left for Xia hou to regret and worry is only a moment.

Song Qingshu saw that Xia Hou left his indifferent eyes with a trace of annoyance, and his mood was no longer calm.

So song Qingshu shot like thunder.

At the foot of song Qingshu, the thunder arc was gradually growing. He held the purple blood soft sword tightly and stepped on the air with his right foot. There was a dull noise in the air.

Then song Qingshu's figure swept more than ten feet on the Bank of the river and turned his wrist.

Raise the sharp and light purple blood soft sword and chop away towards Xia Hou Li.

The sword has the meaning of vast wilderness and ancient simplicity.

It has the power of crystal water waves that rise and fall in the blue sea tide.

Song Qingshu's sword came with mountains and seas.

The speed of song Qingshu is amazing.

The breeze on the river blew his crimson blood clothes, and his clothes sounded like a remnant of Xia that was about to disperse.

Xia Houli looked at the linglie sword from Song Qingshu, and his eyes turned cold again.

The purple blood soft sword in Song Qingshu is a foot away from Xia Hou.

The howling sound of the sword blade breaking through the air has not completely poured into Xia Hou's ears.

Xia Houli was forced to meet the enemy.

Xia Hou left with a loud sound, and his body was full of vitality like the ocean into his right hand.

Then he fiercely stabbed the iron gun at Song Qingshu.

His whole body spirit and strength are condensed on the iron gun, which is enough to break the mountain and the sea!

An extremely bright crisp sound, accompanied by a strong air splash, scattered from the purple blood soft sword between the blade and the gun tip.

The earthquake shook the water surface of the river not far away, and the bamboo forest beside the river withered and collapsed.

"Hum!"

Xia Hou had a sharp pain in his wrist and could not hold the iron gun in his hand.

He thought song Qingshu was the same.

But when he looked at Song Qingshu's gentle smile, he was so angry that he snorted.

But what is different from what Xia Houli thought.

In this collision, song Qingshu was not so easy.

The pain of bone crushing also came from Song Qingshu's wrist.

But he stabilized his body with an extremely tenacious mind.

Then he exhaled gently, and then he used the anti shock force sent back by the blade.

In the circle of the breeze, he roared and rushed to Xiahou again, a little faster than before.

A clang of bells.

A dark force poured into Xia Hou's body.

Xiahou Li's eyebrows were light and his heart trembled. Xiahou Li closed his lips tightly and didn't want to scream.

But maybe the blood in Xiahou Li's mouth is too strong. Even if Xiahou Li wants to bear it, he can't help it.

"Oh!"

Xia Houli vomited a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and his momentum was no longer majestic.