Song Qingshu's green sword was lifted up, then fell down fiercely and shot violently. The leader soldier had no time to respond at all.

The sword is as powerful as thunder.

Poof!

With a soft sound, song Qingshu's green sword directly cut the soldier in half, splashed his brain with blood, smashed the yuan God directly and died on the spot.

"The intercessor killed!"

Song Qingshu took back the green sword, his eyes were cold, his battle clothes were floating and spilled, not stained with a drop of blood, and continued to move forward coldly after a sentence.

"Dead, Nancheng soldier commander was killed!"

"Against the sky! As an immortal, how dare you kill the soldier commander? This has never happened! "

Song Qingshu did not hesitate to cut off the enemy's rear with his knife. The four soldiers who came with the commander of Nancheng were directly stupid on the spot and couldn't react at all.

The holy city was suddenly boiling, and the discussion was rising one after another. In the face of the massacre of the chief soldier by song Qingshu, countless people couldn't believe it.

"Song Qingshu! In the final analysis, we just want to intercede for Liu Yunxiao. You just raise and lower your knife like this. You still have our second God pass in your eyes! "

After Song Qingshu passed through the other four commanders, someone just reacted.

Then he turned around and angrily looked at Song Qingshu, roared, raised his gun and pointed at Song Qingshu.

The front of the gun trembled slightly, the void was about to crack, and the killing intention came out. It was already angry. There was a sense of war if you didn't agree.

"The intercessor killed me. I don't want to talk nonsense."

"In addition, during the treasure hunt, only the looters and guardians. How can the chief soldier dare to talk nonsense and kill them all!"

Song Qingshu turned around and calmly looked at the commander of the soldiers who raised the gun and pointed at him. His words were cold, just like killing God's words.

Song Qingshu's last kill word is condensed and drunk with supreme killing intention. It is cold and limitless, as sharp as awn, and speaks of heaven's collapse.

Pop!

The commander of the soldier who pointed at Song Qingshu with the Spear's edge looked pale. There was a turtle crack on the little man of Yuanshen. He nearly collapsed first.

The black iron gun made of unknown material also broke, and black iron filings splashed everywhere. Several pieces were inserted into the blood and flesh of the soldier commander, and immediately bloody.

"Bastard, do you think we are so easy to kill?"

"Song Qingshu, don't be too arrogant. The origin of your identity has spread among our commanders. If we want to deal with you, we don't know how many ways!"

The wounded soldier commander completely lost his mind and roared with anger, like a wounded mad dog.

Hear this.

The smile on Song Qingshu's face is more intriguing:

"Fortunately, I don't have any backstage, and I don't have any relatives. Otherwise, I really want to be held by you."

"However, as I said before, if you dare to speak recklessly, you will be killed! Don't say I didn't warn you. "

Say here.

Song Qingshu changed his right hand to hold it and lifted the green sword. The blade pointed directly at the soldiers' commanders. The black-and-white Tai Chi behind him showed that the four huge tripods on his head were floating and killing.

"Don't go yet! You think he's kidding you? "

As the head of the second God Guan's four soldiers, the white tiger soldier walked out of the crowd with a heavy face.

Song Qingshu was so unruly that he didn't look very good as a soldier commander.

Originally, the white tiger soldier didn't want to intervene too much, but now he feels the murderous spirit of song Qingshu.

Suddenly his face sank, and he began to scold the other soldiers who confronted song Qingshu.

Looking at the powerful white tiger soldiers all speak like this, the four nine heaven level soldiers in huashenjing turned pale and rushed to one side.

Only now did they realize that now their great difficulty has come.

"Song Qingshu, don't make it difficult for me!"

The white tiger soldier took a deep breath and summoned up his courage before he dared to stand in front of song Qingshu and look directly at the man with awe inspiring killing intention.

"Do you want to talk nonsense?"

Song Qingshu glanced at the white tiger soldier and looked at him as a cold cicada, making him hang his head and dare not speak again.

The white tiger soldier commander wanted to stop it. Unfortunately, since the soldier commander provoked song Qingshu, it was doomed that they could not escape.

Song Qingshu took a few steps with a green sword, and the four huge tripods hung faintly above song Qingshu's head. The regular chain hung down and covered song Qingshu like catkins.

Song Qingshu blinked and disappeared. The speed was fast to the extreme. The white tiger soldier didn't notice his departure.

Then all the soldiers are top experts, and the so-called top strong man must be as bloody as a dragon and rush straight into the sky. Even if he wants to cover it up, he can't cover it up at all.

"Boom!"

Song Qingshu set foot on the due north, so in the due north direction, another breath of blood in the sky went out, indicating that a top strong man died.

"Dead."

Song Qingshu landed one step, raised his fingers and pointed directly to the West. A very cold killing intention shot out from his fingers and sneaked into the invisible.

"Boom!"

So in the due west direction, another dragon shaped blood gas was dim and extinguished. As soon as song Qingshu pointed out, another extremely strong man was removed from the world!

"Song Qingshu is really arrogant. He dares to fight the commander of the army, and once he does, he will be the power of thunder and kill all over the four fields!"

"His speed is so fast that he has slaughtered two soldiers in the blink of an eye. They are all extremely strong!"

"It seems that in the last period of the treasure hunt, the positions of the hunter and the hunted will be reversed. The second Shenguan is destined to be dyed red by the blood of the extremely strong!"

Song Qingshu shot one after another, and countless onlookers were shocked by his strength.

I don't know.

Now this night will be recorded in the history of the second God pass.

"Chi!"

Song Qingshu waved his green sword towards the south. The sword was like the wind, blowing the whole second God pass.

Therefore, the third blood gas that runs through heaven and earth also darkened, and another soldier commander became the dust of history.

Finally, with the largest magnificent blood gas extinguished, the overall time from Song Qingshu's decision to stop is not very long.

The white tiger soldier looked at the last blood gas dissipated and sighed faintly:

"Dead, all perished. None of the four peak figures in the realm of divine light survived!"

In the sky, a slightly lonely figure came. The blood stains on the battle clothes of song Qingshu disappeared, and his black hair danced in the wind.

He looked indifferent, not angry or happy. There was no joy after winning the war. He just walked slowly and came from the sky.

"Song Qingshu, how dare you."

The white tiger soldier looked at Song Qingshu coming, sighed faintly, then turned and left, and came to the broken blood mud of the soldiers.

"Reincarnation!"

The white tiger soldier gave a rebuke, and the blood and meat were completely purified except for the light.