"Dead!"
"Who is the man in black! How dare you be so arrogant? It's terrible! "
After Song Qingshu's Dao body killed with a sword, some of the monks around Song Qingshu lost their voice and shouted, and the whole street was completely chaotic.
In addition to being frightened, many immortals were bleeding and in high spirits.
Those who ascend the immortals are strong. Everyone yearns for the battlefield where blood and fire soar to the sky and worships the strong who are stronger than themselves.
It was such a group of unruly strong men who waited for the unknown sun in the first God pass, and had long suppressed a fire of war in their hearts.
Now someone strikes with an iron sword and sees blood!
This kind of pride exaggerates all the people present. They know that something big will happen today. There will be a upheaval in the first God pass!
"Poof."
As old eight's body fell to the ground, Dengxian Jiuqi exploded on the spot. They looked at the dead and shouted angrily.
Even the most expected enemy's second son didn't have time to react. After all, all this was too sudden. The man in black was really arrogant.
His sword is as fast as lightning aurora. The horizontal knife immediately kills people. No one can expect it.
"Old eight! Who are you? Die! "
Some of the nine riders of immortality lost their voice and shouted. They were furious to the extreme. Then Guangxia danced, and the sword and spell went forward together, shaking down the whole wine shop.
The man in black is the news of song Qingshu. No one in the presence can know. One Qi turns Sanqing into an immortal secret skill. No one can know that this is the way of song Qingshu to kill the great enemy.
Part of the reason why song Qingshu hit the street immediately was that no one recognized who this body was.
The other part is that song Qingshu will do so. He will kill Dengxian Jiuqi in public. In addition to beating his face, he will kill him completely.
Wheeze!
If song Qingshu didn't do it, he took all the factors into account in his own arrangement, and was very well prepared.
After the four iron swords cut out the thunder, the second sword has been cut out around the Tao of song Qingshu. The sword is extremely sharp, and no one can be a good one.
There was a crash.
Words can't describe the speed of song Qingshu's sword wielding now. It can only be said that it is faster than the actions of the nine riders on the immortals.
When all the people in the nine mount immortals were furious and besieged song Qingshu, the bloody iron sword in Song Qingshu's hand had left Lao Qi's head.
It brought out a beautiful blood arc.
Old seven felt it, and then raised his hand to cover his neck, trying to cover the gurgling blood.
But song Qingshu's sword meaning is endless. Although the iron sword is no longer, there is still a sharp sword potential, so Lao Qi's raised palm is also cut to pieces.
So old seven had no way to cover the gushing blood.
From Song Qing's calligraphy to carrying the sword, and then to releasing the sword again, all this was done at one go. Everything happened between electric fire and stone flowers.
In this process, song Qingshu didn't stop or hesitate.
"Ah..."
After the palm was broken, old seven couldn't resist the double torture of pain and fear. He tore his heart and lungs and shouted. His face was as white as paper.
When he was about to die, there was a boundless light on Lao Qi. All kinds of secret skills lingered on him. All kinds of body armor rushed out and tried to stop anything.
But it's still late.
Song Qingshu shot.
No one can save.
"Die!"
Song Qingshu's Taoist body drank coldly, just like the whisper of death.
"Poof!"
The sword left at Lao Qi's neck intended to spread to Lao Qi's body. The sword intention broke Lao Qi's head and finally cut off most of his face.
A stream of blood splashed into the sky, several feet high!
Under the surging of the residual sword meaning in the song Qingshu, half of the head of the old one of the nine mount immortals was broken and flew up, and its celestial cover was cut in half.
Then he died in the street, bleeding, fell to the ground and added a dead body!
The seventh of the nine riding immortals is already the ultimate strength of Huashen sixfold and see Huashen sixfold heaven.
But now he was beheaded and fell into the cold street with infinite regret.
Old seven's body fell in a pool of blood that I didn't know whether it was old eight or himself. The blood on his face gurgled and gushed, and the blood dyed the street scarlet.
see the scene which is dreadful to one 's mind!
"Roar!"
The green bull lion riding under the old seven seat roared to the sky. Watching the old seven fall and his body fall into a pool of blood, it was very desolate. It immediately moved in the first time.
With a crash, a hoof bigger than the sea bowl stepped on Song Qingshu, and the void was trembled.
"Poof."
Song Qingshu frowned, and then an animal blood flew up to the sky.
Song Qingshu's Taoist body was carrying an iron sword, and with one sword, his head was cut off, revealing the frightening white bone stubble.
The horns on the top of the green bull's lion's head were smashed into ashes, and a huge body like a hill fell in front of the wine shop.
The corpse smashed the bench placed in the wine shop on the street, and its blood merged into a river.
"Ah! Old seven! "
The remaining five of the immortal nine riders were shocked. They used their true fire to roar. The roar collapsed the sky. Then they used all kinds of magic tools to fall towards Song Qing's calligraphy.
Dao Jian.
Little clock.
Token.
Countless objects glittering with radiance are like pieces of meteorites falling from the sky. They are powerful, deterrent and bright.
No one would have thought that such a thing would happen in the first God pass, where the management system is extremely strict and rules are highly valued.
It's an unprecedented thing that one person is in the street with a horizontal knife and kills the strong immortal in the first God pass with an iron sword. It can be said to be lawless!
"Give it to me and kill him together. Don't let him escape!"
"I'll screw his head off to be a night pot!"
"Why have we been humiliated by this! Kill! "
The immortal nine riders roared, and their killing intention rushed up into the sky, cracking the sky. Hundreds of Avenue lights and Xia with different colors emerged, and went straight to the face of the Tao body formed by song Qingshu.
"Come on!"
The Taoist body of song Qingshu waved the iron sword in all directions, which meant to cover the sky and the earth.
There was a slight buzz.
Song Qingshu shook the sword and made the whole world shake. The unparalleled sword power even interfered with the law of heaven and killed all hundreds of mysteries rushed to him.
At the same time.
The four iron swords in Song Qing's hand not only broke thousands of methods, but even cut off a strange and perfect arc.
If the antelope's horn is nowhere to be found.
The arc breaks the void like magic, and all things do not invade!
At this moment, all the falling magic instruments that hit song Qing's calligraphy path head-on were pulled to Gao Tian.
Boom!
A simple sword breaks all kinds of methods.