Chapter 627

The duel between real experts will determine life and death in an instant.

The battle between Song Qing's calligraphy body and powerful figures like Dengxian Jiuqi No. 2 is even more so.

Just a face-to-face.

The No. 2 figure who could easily kill the eight strong people in huashenjing was in a critical situation of life and death.

As long as Song Qing Shudao waved the four iron swords behind him, he could cut off his head directly!

"Now it seems that it's like you!"

Song Qingshu's Taoist body joked with a smile, and the four-way iron sword, which was carried behind him and dripping blood, glittered with a cold light.

"How dare you kill me?"

With a strange cry, the second figure disappeared, turned into a streamer and swept away behind him, trying to get rid of the square iron sword stabbed at him inch by inch.

However, despite the terrible speed of the No. 2 character, Song Qing's calligraphy body and his quartet iron sword are inseparable, even closer and closer to the No. 2 character's neck!

In the end.

The sharp square iron sword and the neck of the second figure are separated by a thin distance like a piece of white paper.

The second figure can obviously feel a trace of coolness around his neck, which is like a reminder under the God of death.

"Stop! No! "

The second character was completely flustered. While desperately urging his cultivation to make himself sweep back, he shouted at Song Qing's calligraphy.

The panic in the speech and voice spread all over the first God pass.

Listen to the number two begging for mercy.

Song Qingshu's Taoist body still didn't stop, and the green tendon on his right arm burst like a coiled dragon:

"This is the truth that a murderer should always be killed. Die."

One word.

Song Qing Shudao thrust his right arm forward fiercely to kill the No. 2 figure here.

The No. 2 character screamed strangely, and his whole body shone brightly. All kinds of magic tools emerged. He tried his best to resist the iron sword of Song Qing's calligraphy.

At a time of constant confrontation between the two.

Deep in Song Qingshu's real mind, the originally quiet system suddenly rang:

"Ding, the system prompts that it is detected that there is a powerful immortal who kills the host avatar in the first Shenguan. Please be careful."

Hearing the speech, song Qingshu couldn't help frowning. There was brilliance in his eyes. I don't know who killed here.

"Lord Tianwei... Hasn't this little guy broken through a heroic battlefield?"

"How did you come back from the front?"

A trace of surprise appeared on the city Lord's face like Gu Jing bubo. He raised his eyebrows and finally was no longer calm.

"You can't kill me! Someone came to save me! Ha ha ha. "

The second character felt that the vitality of heaven and earth in the first God pass was turbulent. A look called hope finally appeared in his eyes that were full of despair.

Then he shouted at the Taoist body of song Qingshu while fighting against the iron sword in Song Qingshu's skill.

"No matter how much! I will kill you today. "

Song Qing's calligraphy is as cold as iron. The iron sword in his hand is filled with a stronger killing intention. It is extremely cold, just like the flying sickle of death.

"Buzz!"

However, it is not until the iron sword in Song Qing's calligraphy skill cuts off the head of the No. 2 figure.

Suddenly there was a streamer flying between the sky and the sky.

The streamer overflowed with seven colors, just like falling from the fairy realm.

Watching the colorful immortal light, the onlookers knew that there must be another terrible figure in the first Shenguan who shot at the man in black!

"Don't be arrogant, thief! Tianwei devil is here! "

With a startling roar, it rang through the first God pass and disturbed the clouds in the sky.

In the colorful streamer, the figure of Tianwei devil suddenly appeared.

The speed of this figure is faster than the No. 2 figure of Dengxian nine riding in red gold armor.

Song Qingshu found out his true divine knowledge and found that the visitor was indeed the leader of the nine immortals, Tianwei demon king.

Today's Tianwei demon king is different from the previous projection. It is an entity, and its power is like a God coming to the world, which is extremely terrible.

The devil king of Tianwei is now holding a White Spear like milk, with a fierce killing intention like Tu Tian, and then he penetrates the sky in an instant.

Boom!

Before Tianwei devil stabbed this shot.

The vitality of heaven and earth of the whole first God pass almost stagnated, like yellow mud and sand.

After the Tianwei devil stabbed this gun.

The first God pass passed down for thousands of years, countless long streets have cracked, and turtle cracks are all over the earth, which is like an apocalyptic scene.

The power of the gun stabbed by Tianwei devil is too terrible. It's like a world destroying war gun, and it's like a bright sun explosion.

The light and fire condensed from the law of the great road rose up. For a time, there were vitality waves everywhere, and countless strong immortals were afraid.

What's more, the seven orifices were forced to bleed directly by this unparalleled momentum. The yuan God was almost broken. He knew that the sea was turbid and would die!

The strike of Tianwei devil is a gorgeous shot!

On this shot, this almost immortal vitality is more than glorious.

First, the stars in the sky above the God pass tremble under this gun, and Kankan is about to fall.

The gate protection array carved by the city master broke a small corner, so the whole first God gate would disintegrate and shake violently.

Even song Qingshu, who melted all dharmas into one and regularized the enlightenment avenue into a diagram of Tai Chi Yin and Yang, had to sigh secretly in the face of this shot and admit that it was an extremely amazing shot.

Probably in a hurry.

Tianwei devil, the leader of the ninth mount of immortality, now has scattered ink hair and countless wrinkles in his battle clothes.

Its slightly bronze skin has an unspeakable wild nature under the bright light of milky white spear, such as the resurrection of a God and the presence of a demon God!

"Kill..."

Everyone else on the ninth mount of immortality roared. Now even the leader came from the front and shot himself here. What enemy can't be killed?

In a short time, this group of Dengxian nine riders, who had been completely consumed by the war, swept away their decline and attacked the Taoist body of song Qingshu together with Tianwei demon king.

See a strong enemy coming.

The Taoist body of song Qingshu's eyes were not cold, and then he waved the square iron sword in his own hand and cleaved to the milky white spear.

The Sifang iron sword was not engraved with the big road brand pattern, so it was simple and plain, but in the hands of song Qingshu, it was particularly magnificent! Hard gun!

A clang of bells.

A dark void crack appeared on the sky, which is the manifestation of the void being torn alive.

The milky white war gun fell like a white turbid wave, and the Taoist body of song Qingshu shook it with every soldier with only one mouthful!

The Tianwei demon king who came back from the way to ascend the immortal has made a slight change in this once secure battle.