Chapter 542

"I admit defeat!"

Shen tiejiu looked at Song Qingshu like a demon God, raised his eyebrows, abandoned his dignity for the first time and chose to soften to song Qingshu.

Shen tiejiu is one of the nine immortals. His strength is extraordinary. Even among the strong immortals, he can be among the best.

All the way to immortality, we only look at the strong and weak, regardless of the background.

In the previous 49 riders, only a few people followed Shen tie Jiuyi on the journey because they ascended the immortal nine riders.

All the others came here together with Shen tiejiu because Shen tiejiu was really strong.

People like this.

No matter where it is, it should be the heroic talents of the Megatron side.

People like this.

No matter where you are, you can't easily bow to others.

But today, in front of song Qingshu, Shen tiejiu didn't even start a real hand to hand fight with song Qingshu. Shen tiejiu lowered his head and admitted his shortcomings.

"Did I hear you wrong? What did he just say? "

"I lost! God, Shen tiejiu, who rode on the immortal nine, would say such a thing. "

"Is this Shen tiejiu's plan? Or is it true that the strong man who half steps into the divine realm is so powerful? "

"But no matter how strong they are, they haven't fought yet? This... This is so weird. "

In the moment when Shen tiejiu admitted defeat.

First, there was a burst of exclamation among the monks outside Shenguan.

No one dared to believe that Shen tiejiu, who was so powerful, admitted that he had lost.

"What are you talking about?"

Song Qingshu crushed the void and came to Shen tiejiu. He was very cold, just like a soura without emotion.

Shen tiejiu looked at Song Qingshu in front of him, and his eyes were full of cold killing intention:

"I said I'm not as skilled as a man now. I don't want to fight you."

"If you like, I can let my big brother fight you."

Wen Yan.

Song Qingshu sneered:

"Your big brother is very powerful?"

Shen tiejiu nodded proudly:

"That's nature, the peak of God. Half a step has entered the realm of divine light. If my eldest brother hadn't deliberately suppressed cultivation, he would have taken that step!"

Hearing this, song Qingshu laughed:

"I don't know how many waste people like this have been killed! That's worthy of your pride? "

Song Qingshu's plain words instantly ignited Shen tiejiu's reason, just like throwing a handful of hot sparks on a pile of dry dead leaves.

Boom.

There was a fire burning on the dead leaves, and the light of the fire was about to rush into the sky and illuminate a dome.

Boom.

Shen tiejiu pulled out the cold iron immortal sword behind him, urged his old horse, roared and killed song Qingshu:

"I'll kill the child myself!"

"You don't help me quickly!"

Listen to Shen tiejiu's mobilization and roar.

Originally majestic and then like ashes, the forty-nine horse lit up the flame of hope in his heart.

"Help Lord Shen!"

"Kill!"

"Don't keep your hands, sacrifice treasure! We can win with Lord Shen! "

There were a few broken voices.

In the void, a huge tripod came to song Qingshu. The huge tripod was as heavy as a hill, smashing the void almost to pieces.

After Song Qingshu, a poisoned short sword flew out. The short sword shot out of the void like a diving dragon swimming snake.

The yuan Shen villain, who is full of gold, kills song Qingshu with the secret treasure of Yuan Shen.

The arrow engraved with the inscription of the road collapsed the void and the eternal blue sky

Looking at all kinds of sacred weapons and immortal soldiers who came brazenly to themselves, song Qingshu stood invincible like the God of war in the dust, without showing any fear.

He had an invincible temperament and shot one after another in front of each magic weapon.

With a few rumbling sounds.

The heavy tripod broke a big hole, the short sword broke into several sections, the little man of the yuan God was smashed with a fist, and the Dao arrow became gray powder

With the successive moves of song Qingshu, countless weapons were broken one by one in the world, splitting the mountains and breaking the sea, which was extremely frightening.

"Give me your name!"

Just when song Qingshu crushed all his weapons one by one.

Shen tiejiu's knife finally reached half a Zhang in front of song Qingshu.

Shen tiejiu thought that this sword should kill song Qingshu, so he roared proudly.

Song Qingshu's response was very crisp:

"Song Qingshu!"

With the roar of song Qingshu, it was song Qingshu's roaring fist.

In that fist, there was an unparalleled grandeur of Kun's artistic conception, and there was a vanishing breath of thunder robbing clouds all over the sky.

With a bang, the cold iron immortal sword engraved with the law pattern of Da Dao in Shen tiejiu's hand was smashed.

Shen tiejiu screamed miserably and flew out backward. A huge pit collapsed on his chest.

First, when the monk at the gate of the city saw this scene, he was so surprised that he couldn't even stop breathing, and the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe out.

In particular, the group of God riders who had just ignited hope saw this scene, and their faces were horribly white, like dead people, without a trace of blood.

"How can you be so strong?"

Shen tiejiu, who fell to the ground, struggled to get up, shaking his vitality.

After vomiting a mouthful of muddy blood, Shen tiejiu looked at Song Qingshu like a ghost, and his tone trembled.

"You are too weak."

Song Qing wrote thousands of moves into a fist, so in that fist, there are not only Kunyi Avenue, but also thunder robbery and thousands of magic soldiers.

In this way, it had such a terrible power.

After such a punch, song Qingshu looked a little pale.

But in front of Shen tiejiu, song Qingshu still smiled lightly and said with a smile.

"Ah... Run!"

"We can't win! He is a devil! "

The battle is now.

It can be said that the situation has long fallen. No matter what happens again, it will be difficult to have any suspense.

So when Shen tiejiu fell to the ground, the group of monks who could still stand fled like a lost dog.

"Want to escape? Dream! "

Song Qingshu was shocked and a cold smile was raised at the corners of his mouth.

At this moment.

All the human body treasures excavated by song Qingshu during the three-year expedition were opened by song Qingshu according to his instinct.

With a roar, no matter what it is, the stars in the blood, the dragon in the bone, the reading of Tao and life, and the language of Sangtian and Canghai, all these strange images emerge into the void!

Song Qingshu suddenly opened his eyes to the sky between his eyebrows, and the nine color holy light rushed straight into the sky. His forehead bone was shining, and the little man of the yuan God sang with a kind of divine Tao.

This vocal song split thousands of feet of emptiness and cut tens of thousands of feet of sword wind and sword light alive.

Poop poop.

In the sword wind, all the remaining cavalry fell to the ground and died, just like Shura field