Chapter 406

No matter who it is, there is no way to fight the fear between life and death.

After all, survival is the most basic requirement for survival.

Even insect eaters who only know the desire to fill their stomachs know to choose vitality between life and death.

What's more, human beings are the first of all things?

So the questionnaire handed over by song Qingshu is really good.

Even if moyejia is really different from ordinary people, he is fearless in the face of the great fear of life and death.

But he should know.

Song Qingshu is a terrible existence that once ran into the mountain with a single sword.

In addition to the seven golden pills, song Qingshu has been inseparable from Yuan Ying's five heavy Xia Hou.

Even if song Qingshu is a little inferior to Xia Hou Li in other realms.

But as for the strength of the body.

On the skills and tactics of close combat.

Few people in the world can be better than song Qingshu.

Therefore, this kind of arrogant killing each other can't take any advantage of moxie Jia.

For one thing, people with such status as moxie Jia would not want to die.

Second, moxie Jia should know that it can't be a good idea to confront song Qingshu directly.

So whatever song Qingshu thinks.

Moxie Jia should fill in the word "survival" on the questionnaire,

Then you should choose to avoid your own purple blood soft sword and run away.

Song Qingshu thinks so.

So there was a slight smile on his mouth.

Then the purple blood soft sword in his hand stabbed at the face of moyejia more unmatched.

So the next scene puzzled song Qingshu.

In his sight, the yellow bamboo roll with faint ink fragrance did not hesitate, and it was straight like an iron sword.

It seems that this sword of song Qingshu never existed.

With the murderous spirit of Ling lie, the bamboo roll broke through the wind without hesitation, carrying an endless breath of heaven and earth, and blew half an inch in front of the chest of song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu looked at Mo Xie Jia's hand holding the bamboo roll and burst into blue tendons. He was a little puzzled.

"If this bamboo roll stabs himself, he will die."

In the moment of life and death.

Song Qingshu thought of this.

But he doesn't want to die.

So song Qingshu continued to read and think about it.

Thought is faster than thunder.

So in an instant, song Qingshu thought of several ways to get out.

So the thunder arc rolled under the foot of song Qingshu, and the space behind him fluctuated.

In a blink of an eye, song Qingshu can directly leave this space and escape to other spaces.

So song Qingshu relaxed.

"As far as I can see, tie!"

However, the concise and clear reprimand of mohega.

But it directly stopped the fluctuation of the space behind song Qingshu and erased the thunder arc that clearly extinguished the turmoil at the foot of song Qingshu.

In front of the bamboo roll.

Moxie Jia also handed song Qingshu a questionnaire.

There is only the word "death" on the volume.

The only thing song Qingshu can do is to sign the scroll and prepare for the future.

But it's okay.

Just when the bamboo scroll was still a paper distance from the chest of song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu thought of the cornucopia in the storage bag.

I think of the colorful golden elixir in my stomach now, which has more or less the effect of absorbing other people's attacks.

"Cornucopia, guard!"

Song Qingshu shouted in his heart.

Then the colorful golden elixir in the abdomen was turned to the extreme.

Brush la la.

The breath of heaven and earth in xiongcheng gathered in front of song Qingshu to form an indestructible vitality shield.

The skin surface of song Qingshu also had a huge adsorption force, constantly absorbing the terrible potential and force on the bamboo roll.

See song Qingshu still have spare strength.

Mo Xie Jia shouted angrily, and then raised his left palm.

After aiming at the end of the bamboo roll, he slapped it fiercely.

Pop!

A loud, crisp noise.

The end of the yellowing bamboo roll broke into endless powder.

In the front section, the hole broke the vitality armor condensed from the cornucopia.

The power penetrated the adsorption force formed by the operation of the colorful golden elixir in the belly of song Qingshu.

Boom!

The front part of the bamboo roll was fried on the chest of song Qingshu, and the bamboo roll was broken into mustard powder.

Although the golden elixir in the abdomen has absorbed most of the power on the front section of the bamboo roll.

However, the infinite power on the bamboo scroll still made song Qingshu's chest sink suddenly.

Severe pain came from the chest.

Scattered to the four limbs and bones of song Qingshu.

The force that seemed to tear everything apart.

It directly broke the ribs of song Qingshu.

The crystal blood vessels and meridians in his body are unstable.

A mouthful of blood gushed from Song Qingshu's mouth, so the world in front of song Qingshu became a piece of blood red.

At the moment when moyejia answered the questionnaire of survival or death.

Moxie Jia, who took the initiative, had no choice to avoid it, which was unexpected in Song Qingshu.

He launched the attack in silence and decisively.

He also smashed the end of the bamboo roll to make the front section more powerful and fall directly on Song Qingshu's chest.

I just don't know why.

When Mingming just shot moxie Jia, the bamboo scroll should come from the written door of Song Qing.

But it finally fell on the chest of song Qingshu.

The only explanation song Qingshu can think of.

That is because in the moment of life and death.

Mojaya also wavered.

Or a moment of hesitation between fighting for life and survival.

It was a moment of hesitation.

The bamboo roll was broken on the chest of song Qingshu, not on the face of song Qingshu.

With a loud bang, song Qingshu's bloody robe was torn into countless pieces.

Blood gushed from Song Qingshu in a rage.

His lips, nostrils, brown eyes and ears.

The seven holes in Song Qingshu were bleeding constantly, his face was unspeakably pale, and his expression was very depressed for a moment.

However, at the same time, the purple blood soft sword of song Qingshu stabbed at the door of moxie Jia.

Purple blood soft sword is impartial.

Heavily stabbed on moyejia's forehead!

A terrible muffled sound!

A very bright spark!

Although the blade of purple blood soft sword is slightly curled, it is still extremely sharp.

I don't know why.

The sharp blade of the limitless sword directly stabbed moxie Jia's face, but there was not a drop of blood falling from his face.

There was black smoke on moyejia's face.

It seems that the shrill cry of crows is wearing on moyejia.

The black fog shrouded Mo Xie's face.

So the face of Mo Xie Jia seemed to be wearing an invisible mask.

Song Qingshu shouted angrily, raised his sword and stabbed again!

So the sharp blade of purple blood soft sword continued to stab out of moxie Jia's face.

Extremely harsh voice, suddenly sounded!

Mo Xie Jia's face was instantly pale.

Beautiful eyebrows and eyes are twisted.

It seems extremely painful.

A bleak and desolate howl burst out from the scholar's thin lips!

The infinite breath of heaven and earth was called to his right hand.

Then he took out a paper book in his arms with his right hand.

The paper book was rolled up by moxie Jia and then hit song Qingshu on the head.

Now Song Qingshu has become a blood man, but his red eyes are still so calm.

Song Qingshu endured unbearable pain for ordinary people.

The whole body's strength was pressed on the purple blood soft sword!

Life and death, often a moment.