Chapter 438

At this time, they bombarded song Qingshu.

This is the strongest secret method Zhang liujinshen mastered in his life.

Supplemented by Buddhist words and powered by Buddhist thoughts.

Then in an instant, he waved hundreds of fists, which smashed the void and the cold wind.

This is a supernatural power far beyond the realm of Yuanying.

The fist meaning is limitless and incomparable. In an instant, the fist meaning is all over the sky, and the palm print breaks through tens of thousands at will.

This magical power can enhance the power of its users to the extreme.

Only Zhang liujinshen, the supreme power, can show such means between life and death.

"Good punches."

"Unfortunately, you picked the wrong opponent!"

Song Qingshu looked at the thousands of fists waved by Zhang Liu's golden body.

Said with a cold smile.

"Sharp teeth! Die. "

Zhang Liu's golden body roared, and thousands of fists killed song Qingshu in the twinkling of an eye.

The fist meaning of the sky, like a storm, went head-on to song Qingshu.

The gap between the fist and the fist is that even the silver needle can't be inserted.

Thousands of fists were intended to form an extremely wide attack zone before Song Qing wrote.

So Zhang Liu Jinshen judged that song Qingshu had no place to hide.

Thinking of song Qingshu, he can only face his strongest blow.

Zhang Liujin's mouth could not help showing a smile.

It seemed that Zhang Liu's golden body had seen the poor shape of song Qingshu's body smashed into blood holes under his fist.

However.

What happens next.

But it surprised Zhang Liujin, the old man riding a cow and others.

The strongest blow to Zhang Liu's golden body.

Song Qingshu not only didn't step back, but walked away with pride.

"Hahaha, do you want to die faster?"

Zhang Liujin looked at Song Qingshu in front of him and laughed wildly.

Song Qingshu said nothing and walked towards him with a smile.

Dong.

Song Qingshu stepped on the ground and made a soft sound.

Zhang Liu's golden body listened to the light sound, and his chest couldn't help getting dull.

Dong.

Song Qingshu raised his foot and took another step, and another light sound came out.

"Oh."

Zhang Liu's golden body vomited blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face changed from golden to bloodless.

Dong.

Dong.

Dong.

Dong.

……

Dong.

Song Qingshu gently lifted his steps and stepped on the ground with small broken steps, so he heard a few soft sounds.

Wait until song Qingshu takes seven small steps.

The thousands of arms of Zhang Liu's golden body turned into streamers and dissipated in the void.

"How... Oh, maybe?"

Zhang Liu's golden body was as ugly as paper. He looked at Song Qingshu and said while spitting blood.

The steps that song Qingshu just stepped on seemed ordinary.

However, every step of its cutting implies the potential of the avenue of heaven and earth.

And every time song Qingshu took a step, he just stepped on the beat of Zhang Liu's golden body when he waved his fist.

So.

Zhang Liujin's thousands of fists have not yet come to song Qingshu.

His fist intention has dissipated in the sky, and he has been trampled out of internal injury by a few small steps of song Qingshu

Zhang Liujin spits out another mouthful of blood and looks up at Song Qingshu. His face is so ugly that he opens his lips and says:

"How do you know the weakness of my Bergamot fist?"

"Every time you lift your step, it happens to be pinched at my most critical point. Song Qingshu, how on earth did you do it?"

Song Qingshu was indifferent.

He just smiled coldly, and then he pressed on Zhang Liu's golden body step by step.

Song Qingshu's cold eyes flashed brilliance, coldly staring at Zhang Liu's golden body, with no killing intention in his eyes.

However, although there was no intention to kill.

Song Qingshu brought incomparable heavy pressure to Zhang Liu's golden body.

That is the heavy pressure that can only be brought about in the great fear of life and death

"Don't come here."

"Don't come here. I'm the first disciple of Yuhua Tianmen sect. What do you want to do to me?"

Zhang Liujin held the green bamboo in his hand tightly, stepped back nervously, and opened his lips in a trembling voice.

The old bull riding man looked at the fear on his best friend's face and the sword in his hand. He had the possibility and impulse to take action at any time.

"I want to kill you."

Song Qingshu opened his lips indifferently.

Stop talking.

The clouds and mist rose under song Qingshu.

In an instant, song Qingshu's figure had come to Zhang Liujin's body.

Then song Qingshu poked out a pair of palms in front of Zhang Liu's golden body, with mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in his hands.

"Ah!"

Zhang Liujin looked at the palm of his hand that was about to jump in front of him. With a roar, he raised a green bamboo that could be held in one hand.

The green bamboo is full of glittering and translucent green clouds, and there are rules of the road shaking on the green bamboo.

With Zhang Liu's bold move, green bamboo suddenly turned into a green lightning and hit song Qingzhu.

This blow was a desperate blow to Zhang Liu's golden body, although it looked very simple.

But one contains the power of terrible rules.

Song Qingzhu saw clearly and was slightly surprised.

Because among the green bamboos.

Song Qingzhu saw the powerful force of rules shaking.

In front of the green bamboo waved by Zhang Liujin's body, the void has been twisted into a piece.

It seems that the universe collapsed before the green bamboo, and it seems that many stars appear and then burst, which is incomparable terror.

This staff of Zhang Liu's golden body is very interesting.

However, in the eyes of song Qingshu.

Zhang Liu's golden body is already a dead man.

Since Song Qingzhu stepped on several steps, the yuan God in Zhang Liujin's body has suffered a heavy blow.

At this moment, he waved green bamboo, but in fact, he just forced his blood gas and reluctantly did it.

"Die!"

Song Qingshu's left hand pulled out the broken sword like lightning and said coldly.

Then he cut the green bamboo with a sense of momentum that exceeded the speed.

A spark burst out from the bamboo trunk, and the falling momentum and speed were blocked by the broken sword of song Qingshu for a moment.

In this instant.

The palm that song Qingshu just waved finally patted on Zhang Liujin's body chest.

Poof!

The chest of Zhang Liu's golden body burst open a blood hole, and blood gushed out of it.

Song Qingshu's palm was full of meaning, and then he kept shaking and resting in Zhang Liujin's body.

Pop!

The sound of porcelain smashing came from Zhang Liu's golden body. Countless bones were broken, and then half of his body was broken.

The green bamboo held by Zhang Liujin's body withered and became a withered bamboo.

"Stop!"

"Keep your men!"

"Song Qingshu, do you really dare to kill the people who have emerged from Tianmen?"

"Now keep your hand, you still have to be saved!"

See Zhang Liu's golden body in a desperate situation.

The old man riding a cow, the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty and the statue of chanting scriptures shouted in unison for a moment, which was very lively.

"Hahaha? I dare to kill! And I don't need you to save me! "

Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing at others' threatening words. Then he made a decisive fist and blew at Zhang Liu's golden body.

Boom!

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