Chapter 628

The Quartet iron sword waved by Song Qing's calligrapher collided with the milky white spear of Tianwei devil.

The sound waves made waves, and the void was cracked by the waves.

The onlookers showed their different colors one after another. The eyes of those gods on the ninth mount became extremely cruel and with a trace of banter.

Everyone knows that when a shot like Tianwei devil is shot out, the strong people in the divine light realm dare not look down on it. The Quartet iron sword in the hands of Song Qing's calligraphy must be irresistible.

Sure enough.

After a moment of confrontation between the two.

There was a sound of fragmentation in the sky, and the black iron sword of Song Qing's calligraphy path collapsed into pieces on the spot!

However, they are not invisible, but gorgeous in the air like fireworks, flying in all directions like spring breeze and drizzle.

Every piece of broken sword has the meaning of linglie killing.

There are some great ideas in each broken sword.

So every broken sword is fatal.

"Soldier word decision!"

The right palm of song Qingshu's Taoist body was empty, and he played a military formula among the broken swords, pulling hundreds of pieces of iron sword.

So for a moment, those fragments blew like a storm to all the standing gods, whining and shocking, unparalleled terror!

"Poof", "poof"

With a slight sound, a broken sword stabbed into the God's horse, making it flow out of a pool of blood and appear one blood hole after another.

A piece of broken sword residue blew past, and the bloody light suddenly appeared and kept humming.

Except for the second God riding, everyone present splashed a handful of blood flowers on their bodies, making them fall back uncontrollably and suffer from serious sword wounds.

Being surrounded and killed in the crowd not only does not lose the wind, but also can burst into action and then hurt people. This is simply a Arabian thing.

However, the reality is that song qingshudao was surrounded and killed by Dengxian Jiuqi, but he still killed his opponent many times, which shocked everyone to the extreme.

"Who are you? What is the ranking in the list of immortals? Why haven't I seen you? "

Looking at the injured God riding around him, Tianwei demon Jun's face showed a trace of surprise and began to drink and scold.

Song Qing Shudao said nothing. He took a deep look at Tianwei devil and realized that his strength did not seem to be at its peak. He asked:

"I don't need you to worry about who I am. I think you'd better worry about yourself."

"The yuan God is turbulent, the breath is unstable, and the sea is turbid. You are not here now. Seven tenths of your real strength."

Tianwei devil never thought that the mysterious man in black could see through his current physical condition, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then fell down again.

Tianwei devil had already stepped out of the heroic battlefield and went to the front far away from the first God pass.

This time I came back from the way ahead. It was impossible for heaven and earth.

If ordinary people don't reach the end of their journey to immortality, they must not rush back behind them, otherwise they will encounter natural disaster.

Even if it was such a divine material as Tianwei devil, it also suffered from the trauma that can not be ignored in the disaster, which directly affected its strength.

But.

For all that.

As a strong man who is determined to ascend to immortality all the way, even if he knows that his body is not at the peak, he should go on a journey!

Only in this way can we live up to it.

At this point.

The devil king of Tianwei no longer talks nonsense with the Taoist body of song Qingshu. Instead, he mentions his strongest gun and turns into a residual shadow to kill him in the town.

The immortals rode into battle one after another.

The aftershock of the war collapsed the sacred mountain thousands of miles around Shenguan, turned it into powder and scattered it, broke the vast Sichuan sea and changed the local landform.

"Stop!"

Just before the battle was decided.

Liu Yunxiao's voice came from the gate of Shenguan City, followed by a group of powerful soldiers in iron behind him.

The soldiers in iron came here like a torrent of steel, following Liu Yunxiao's steps.

The soldiers in the first Shenguan pass rushed to the scene and exuded a power several times more terrible than the ordinary immortals.

Except for Liu Yunxiao, these soldiers are all original residents. Each of them is extraordinary, terrible and profound.

Right in front of these powerful soldiers.

It was Liu Yunxiao who had clashed with song Qingshu at the gate of the city and risked fighting with song Qingshu in Feitian restaurant.

Liu Yunxiao looked around. Yu Guang saw song Qingshu smiling and stopped for a moment.

Then he turned his attention to the Tao of song Qingshu, and Liu Yunxiao drank coldly:

"No private fight is allowed in the first God pass!"

"But you're killing in broad daylight and under the bright sky. Everyone can see that you have to be shot to death!"

Liu Yunxiao is worthy of being once a strong immortal. He has buried the first God pass for decades and still has towering blood.

Today, he holds a bronze war Ge and points directly at the Taoist body of song Qingshu.

But what Liu Yun didn't think of was.

At the moment when his words had just fallen, song Qingshu's Taoist body rose directly from the sky, which was faster than the thunder aurora. Even he could hardly capture the residual shadow.

The Taoist body of song Qingshu wields a fist. The meaning of the fist is black and white. This fist melts millions of scriptures. It can be called heaven moving earth. It is the supreme divine fist!

Only heard a soft sound, Song Qing Shudao's fist and his body passed directly through the body of the fourth of Dengxian Jiuqi!

This is a fist that can be called the greatest in the world.

Under the divine light. No one can stop it.

This punch is almost to the extreme. Black and white are as sharp as awn, and its whole body is like a sea of blood. It can be said that it is strong to the extreme.

That's why song Qingshu punched.

He beat the man to pieces directly, and the blood mist and broken bones fluttered between the infinite boxing meaning of Song Qing's calligraphy.

In the face of this scene, everyone present couldn't help being stunned. Even Liu Yunxiao, who was just arrogant and domineering, was directly stunned.

First, the rule in Shenguan is the iron law, and those who violate it will only die.

The soldiers in Shenguan are the executors of the iron law, such as death.

Now the God of death came, but the man in black still turned a deaf ear and made a sharp move. He really didn't know how to live or die.

Countless strong people change their colors, and everyone is terrified, but it's not too small.

Among the countless strong men present, only two were light.

One is the real body of song Qingshu who controls the Taoist body to kill.

One is a city Lord who can break everything but doesn't point it out.

Song Qingshu's real body was close to the battlefield. The tavern was smashed. He had to buy a glass of sake from the roadside at will, raise the glass and signal to the Taoist body, and then drink it up.

After drinking all the sake, song Qingshu threw the wine cup in his hand on the street.

In the tense atmosphere at the moment, only the light crack sound of cup breaking came out and cracked in everyone's heart.

"What are you doing!"

Liu Yunxiao raised his gun angrily. He wanted to refer to the Taoist body of song Qingshu, but he pointed to the real body of song Qingshu and asked.