Chapter 511

In the face of song Qingshu's unreserved blow, Zhao Huan's face was shocked.

Then he raised his fist quickly, gathered an energy mask in front of him, and crossed his hands in front of his chest.

He tried to resist song Qingshu's mighty fist with the firmness of the energy mask.

"The mantis stand in the way, and the ants shake the trees. How stupid."

Song Qingshu looked at the energy mask in front of Zhao Huan, sneered and said coldly.

Stop talking.

The mighty fist meaning of song Qingshu has fallen on Zhao Huan's energy mask.

There was only a slight tremor.

The energy mask in front of Zhao Huan was as fragmented as glass and crystal. The silver mecha was shocked. Zhao Huan was almost crushed in the boxing style of song Qingshu.

"Even if the mecha is damaged, it doesn't matter. Stop the immortal!"

Zhao Yi looked at the scene and couldn't help roaring.

He really didn't expect that song Qingshu had just contacted the mecha, but he became so terrible.

His skillful operation skills defeated Zhao Huan.

You know, Zhao Huan is a prominent person with status and strength in the whole eternal family.

He learned to control the mecha against the enemy from urination, but now he was easily defeated by song Qingshu.

Listen to Zhao Huan's order.

The other two mecha that had collapsed on the ground lit up the light of the road one after another, and then they all shot fiercely and killed song Qingshu on the back.

Regardless of dignity, without remembering the consequences, he just wanted to crush and kill song Qingshu.

Feel the two strong winds behind you.

Song Qingshu had a smile on his lips.

Then the blue mecha controlled by song Qingshu smashed and moved out of the void. It was invisible, but it was everywhere.

In the interweaving of clouds and thunder. The pace at the foot of mecha on Song Qingshu Avenue is unpredictable.

It was only a simple step, but song Qingshu stepped on eight residual shadows.

The directions pointed by the residual shadow are all different. No one can know where the Zhan blue mecha will go next.

In an instant, song Qingshu's Zhang high mecha turned into a blue light, flickering left and right, bright and bright.

And every change can be described as tens of thousands of feet away, the speed is not fast, the action is not disease.

"Don't have reservations, call me!"

Zhao Yi looked at Song Qingshu's figure shuttling through the void and roared angrily.

"Yes!"

The two mecha heard the order.

Regardless of the wear degree of the mecha, he directly shot two beams representing destruction into song Qingshu's hand, which would break him into the void.

"The action is as slow as a tortoise. Do you want to kill me?"

Song Qingshu smiled coldly, and then activated all the laws of the Avenue on the mecha to dazzling.

For a moment, the combat power of the five strong forces far beyond the realm of God on the avenue mecha showed a very terrible side.

Leiling Fengshen's legs and misty clouds will work together. Song Qingshu is like a floating light across the sky. Even if you open your eyes, you can hardly catch a trace.

"Zhao Huan, you're dead!"

After escaping the interference of others.

After Song Qingshu bullied Zhao Huan, he shot one after another fiercely. The extremely fierce repeated shots doomed Zhao Huan to die again.

With a clang, it vibrated between the sky and the sky.

The blue magic knife in Song Qingshu's hand directly cut off Zhao Huan's silver sword.

For a time, the law of the avenue filled the sky. With a bang, the sky exploded directly, and then there was one chaotic fog after another.

Song Qingshu's sword actually gives people an illusion of pioneering the world

With a successful strike, song Qingshu won the power. In a moment, song Qingshu continuously cleaved an incomparably gorgeous blue light to Zhao Huan.

Song Qingshu kept lifting and waving the blue magic knife in his hand.

The blue devil blade turned into a wisp of residual shadow glows, and the knife light seems to illuminate eternity.

Click!

A terrible, crisp metal crack,

Song Qingshu bluntly cut off Zhao Huan's silver armor and completely disintegrated the avenue armor, making it no longer powerful.

"Brother Yi, save me. I don't want to die!"

Zhao Huan turned his figure into a remnant before the main road armor was smashed. In a moment, he flew out, roaring in horror and flying like a flash of lightning.

"You are too weak!"

Song Qingshu looked at Zhao Huan who turned into a remnant in the void and joked with a cold smile.

The blue magic knife in Song Qingshu's blue color twinkles with the deep luster of the boundless ocean.

After that, song Qingshu just took one step and directly stepped on Zhao Huan's feet.

Zhao Huan was trampled by song Qingshu, and all the souls of the dead took risks. The little man of Yuanshen trembled and almost fell.

Zhao Huan is a triple strong man in huashenjing, but it seems that he is not enough to see the blue mecha controlled by song Qingshu.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I dare not, I dare not again..."

Unable to escape, Zhao Huan had to cry to song Qingshu for mercy. All this exceeded his expectations.

"Immortal! Zhao huannai is my cousin. His status is incomparably noble. Everything is easy to say. Please show mercy. "

Watching Zhao Huan wail at the foot of song Qingshu.

The golden armor driven by Zhao Yi turned into a golden light. While approaching song Qingshu at top speed, he kept pleading.

"When you let me be a slave, if you have such a good attitude, it's really all right."

Song Qingshu opened his lips indifferently and smiled coldly.

At the end of his speech, song Qingshu directly waved the blue magic knife in his hand and cleaved to Zhao Huan at his feet.

With a pop, the void was broken by song Qingshu's knife.

Then the mighty knife cut off, and the seven foot long blue magic knife drew a faint light in the sky, and clattered on Zhao Huan.

Such a huge blue magic knife fell on people, not like chopping, but like hammering.

So with a dull noise, Zhao Huan turned into a mass of blood mud and fragments on the spot.

Whew!

Zhao Huan's Yuanshen villain turned into a residual shadow and dissipated in the sky. Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning at its speed.

Zhao Huan's body was destroyed, but his desire for survival was extremely strong.

But song Qingshu wanted to kill a man, so no matter how hard it was, he would kill him by the knife.

So song Qingshu stretched out his hand and grasped Zhao Huan's Yuanshen villain thousands of miles away.

"This Taoist friend, I'm Zhao Huan's grandfather, Zhao Tianjun. Can you see my thin noodles..."

Just when song Qingshu was about to start, he threw a middle-aged figure in the void and begged song Qingshu.

"No!"

Ye Fan didn't even frown. After a roar, he directly crushed Zhao Huan in his hand and killed him completely.

"Immortal! You're done! I, Zhao Yi, will never die with you! Everybody, burn your soul and improve the ability of mecha to the peak! "

Zhao Yi looked at Zhao Huan who had died. His eyes flushed and roared like a wounded beast.

Song Qingshu proudly carried his hand behind his back:

"A murderer is a murderer."

"What's wrong with you?"