Chapter 442

Song Qingshu looked around him.

He saw the old man riding a cow who collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up.

He saw the Taoist Mingfa with a pale face and a confused face.

He saw the chanting deity sitting on the ground, disheveled and desperately absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.

So far.

Song Qingshu could not help shaking his head. It seemed that he was still not satisfied, and it seemed that he hated iron and did not become steel

"It seems that I overestimated the emergence of Tianmen."

"You guys, run away quickly. Even if I really kill you, I won't have even a little sense of achievement. "

Taoist priest Ming FA roared when he heard the speech, and his breath fluctuated:

"Song Qingshu!"

After the roar, a round of Yin-Yang mirror appeared on the left hand of the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty, and his right hand held a sharp yin-yang sword:

"Eclosion Tianmen is not something you can bully. Grass mustard is grass mustard. You can't turn over in your life! Die! "

Boom!

The yin-yang mirror on the left hand of the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty gave a brilliant light to the song Qingshu.

There are yin and Yang Qi ups and downs in the light, and the avenue lines are engraved on it.

Song Qingshu was dazzled by the light of the yin-yang mirror and had to close his eyebrows.

When song Qingshu opened his eyes again, his body was like deep in the mud.

Can't move even one finger.

"Die!"

Seeing that song Qingshu's movements were fixed by the yin-yang mirror, the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty raised the yin-yang sword and wanted to cut off song Qingshu's head in one breath.

Yin Yang Sword is a secret treasure of Yuhua Tianmen Wanfa sect.

Countless laws of the road are engraved on the body and blade of the sword, which are extremely sharp.

With a gentle wave, it can split the sky and the earth, and it's no problem to cut the mountain and the sea.

With the Taoist priest of Ming Dynasty flying towards song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu could more and more feel the atmosphere of the avenue around the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty.

Black and white appeared in his eyes respectively.

In the black-and-white pupil of the Ming Dharma Taoist.

Vaguely, it seems that there is a chaotic breath at the beginning of the day, surging like a deep sea.

"Kill!"

Song Qingshu's body was fixed by the yin-yang mirror and could not move.

But song Qingshu still had a mouth left, so he roared at the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty.

With the roar of song Qingshu, the smell of Da Dao killed the Taoist priest of Ming Dynasty.

Looking at the character roared to the entity by song Qingshu, he rushed in front of him like lightning.

The Taoist priest of the Ming Dharma made a sharp sound and stepped on the lotus step again and again, moving like light like thunder.

Because the Ming Dharma Taoist moved too fast, his figure almost turned into a yin-yang Taoist symbol.

Light and dark Qi rise, surging and uneasy.

The old bull riding man who collapsed on the ground looked at the body method of Taoist Mingfa and couldn't help but exclaim:

"The combination of body and Tao, which is almost faster than thunder flash, is rare in the world and amazing."

Boom!

The character in Song Qingshu's mouth rubbed the half arm of the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty.

There was a loud noise, splashing a blood mist, and the half arm body of the Taoist of the Ming Dynasty was smashed by the killing words of song Qingshu.

"Ah!"

The Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty roared for a long time. I don't know whether he hated Qingshu to the extreme or hurt to the extreme.

Now his left arm has been broken into a part of the blood fog together with the yin-yang mirror.

But it's okay.

The Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty also holds the yin-yang sword on his right hand.

So the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty fiercely waved his sword to song Qingshu. The breath of yin and Yang on the sword soared and broke the void.

"Brush!"

The blade is shining with dazzling light, and the killing intention is diffuse.

Facing the sword with the smell of the road.

Song Qingshu didn't pull out the broken sword after birth, but directly took the palm, which was so dull that he stood in front of the sword.

A clang of bells.

A spark splashed on Song Qingshu's palm, and a white line appeared in his palm under the spark.

besides.

In the palm of song Qingshu's hand, even a drop of blood never flowed out of the tiger's mouth.

"This... This is impossible! How can you just rely on the meat palm to block my yin-yang sword? "

"I don't believe it! Ah ah! "

The Taoist priest of Ming Dynasty looked at the white line at the tiger's mouth of song Qingshu and almost laughed wildly and roared.

In his madness, the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty pressed all his strength on the sword.

So the avenue breath on the yin-yang sword became more intense.

The whole body of Yin-Yang sword shines, and light clusters emerge one after another.

That is the ten thousand patriarchal clan systems learned by the Taoist of the Ming Dynasty. There are endless sacrificial sounds, which are extremely solemn.

Song Qingshu felt the faint pain from the tiger's mouth and became more and more angry.

There is a strong wind blowing by the reincarnation lake.

Song Qingshu's dark hair swayed gently in the wind and danced disorderly.

His eyes were shining like stars and the sea.

"If this is your strength!"

"Then go to hell!"

With a roar, song Qingshu grasped the tiger's mouth and crushed the extremely sharp yin-yang sword.

Poof!

The pinched yin-yang sword was inserted into the chest of the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty by song Qingshu, spilling blood and making a loud noise.

"Oh!"

Taoist Mingfa lowered his head and looked at the broken sword in his chest. His face was very bitter.

"Die."

Song Qingshu's tiger palm touched the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty and whispered softly in his mouth.

Then the tiger palm of song Qingshu made a sudden effort, and the head of the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty was directly pulled out by song Qingshu, and fresh blood splashed half a Zhang high.

The duel between Song Qingshu and Ming FA Taoist is extremely concise.

From the beginning of the confrontation until song Qingshu pulled out the head of the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty, less than a breath passed.

Master duel.

If both of them are desperate, they can decide life and death in an instant.

Watching song Qingshu take off the head of the Taoist priest of the Ming Dynasty.

The big array above song Qingshu's head began to exude infinite prestige.

Then came a loud roar.

There was a thunderbolt from the rules to song Qingshu.

When the thunder passed, the sky fell apart and ghosts and gods cried.

Under the heaven and earth where song Qingshu stood, there was a bloody rain, scarlet and dazzling, and endless lightning broke out a deafening sound.

Song Qingshu's eyes were suddenly boundless. He couldn't see anything, only natural disaster.

"Stand outside the array and chop me with the power of sky thunder?"

Song Qingshu was struck down several times by the sky thunder. He was so painful that he bared his teeth.

"System! Isn't the scan ready yet? "

Song Qingshu jumped over another thunder and shouted to the system.

"Ding, the system prompts that the hiding place of the person who is using the array is being scanned. The scanning progress is 80%. Please wait patiently."

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"Ding, the system prompts that the hiding place of the person who is using the array is being scanned. The scanning progress is 99%. Please wait patiently."

"Ding, the system prompts that the hiding place of the person who uses the array has been scanned. Now transfer the coordinates to the host!"

Hear this.

Song Qingshu looked at the expression of the Dharma array and there was a trace of banter.