Chapter 780

The world is falling apart, and the young emperor is mighty. He fights with song Qingshu. The golden blood in his spirit cover soars into the sky like a dragon, surging up and dominating the world!

This is an extremely terrible breath. Although it is only a pillar of blood, it dissipates all the looting clouds and thunder in one breath.

The chaotic thunder burst open in an instant and dissipated in the sky. The young emperor was superior in strength and stood in the thunder sea and looked down at the sky.

This is a man, also known as a young emperor. When he first reached the realm of divine light, he showed such divine power.

If you can show such strength at this time in Shenguang, it is really amazing.

"Who the hell are you? Why can you use zikun fist! "

"Why on earth is this?"

Song Qingshu was full of doubts and looked at the young emperor in disbelief. At the moment, there are too many questions to ask.

The young emperor was almost the same as song Qingshu. The shadow of Kun Peng appeared between the fist movements, spread his wings and flew out, swallowing the starry sky.

Song Qingshu believed that the fist that the young emperor waved was definitely zikun fist, and had already reached the level of perfection.

It seems to be a dull thing, but it is of great importance to song Qingshu. It is unimaginable and incredible.

Zikun boxing is a secret technique mended by the great emperors in the emperor's chat group. It has never been handed down.

I'm afraid song Qingshu is the only one who really learns and master this technique.

Now, a great emperor Xu Ying who didn't know where to run out also mastered zikun boxing, which overturned song Qingshu's cognition and broke the common sense.

Even song Qingshu had heard of many wonders from ancient to modern times, but he heard of such a strange thing for the first time.

"It has nothing to do with you."

The young emperor did not open his lips, but his mind sent out an extremely vague will, indicating his disdain now.

"You stole something from me, which has nothing to do with me? I'll kill you! "

Song Qingshu shouted angrily and turned into an electric light. He fought with the young emperor in an instant. He couldn't help holding sparks, and fought thousands of times in an instant.

"Boom!"

Fearless, the young emperor came with a fist and came out like a meteorite. He was unparalleled and domineering.

The young emperor has a slender body, strong muscles, black hair and dancing without wind. His disorderly landscape is colorful.

His eyes are as deep as a sword, and there is a bright light flashing at the deepest place, just like hundreds of millions of stars emerging in his pupils. It is terrible and moving.

Song Qingshu is no less than half a point. He carries a black-and-white Tai Chi picture, which is more powerful than the God of war. One punch makes the sky tremble, and one thought makes the planet fly upside down!

It was not long before Qingshu of the Ming and Song Dynasties ignited the divine fire, but today's war can be called the peak duel of Shenguang.

The young man is the young emperor, while song Qingshu has the capital of the emperor.

Therefore, today's war can be equivalent to the contest of the young emperor to some extent.

Both moves dominate the world. No one will retreat a point, shake the strong with the strong, and hit the hard with the hard.

The killing was so happy that song Qingshu's head also showed a dragon like golden light and blood gas. The blood gas soared up into the sky, scattered the thunder robbery and cracked the earth.

The fight between the two people made the whole star field here tremble. It was peerless, brave and unstoppable.

Both of them have an unparalleled and self respecting spirit. As soon as song Qingshu roars, the stars move, and the young man reads the sea of stars collapse.

In the fight, their strong bodies turned into residual shadows, their flying black hair was like landscape splash ink, and their cold eyes were like cold knives.

The exuberant gold gushing from that head can be described as swallowing mountains and rivers, tearing through the void and startling several planets, so that they don't know where to fly.

"Zikun fist!"

"Soldier word decision!"

"Nine Emperor divine comedy!"

"Shenluo Vientiane method!"

Every time song Qingshu used Wuxiao, the young emperor would have to follow suit and use similar methods, like stealing a teacher on the spot.

In the process of stealing and being stolen, song Qingshu developed several secret arts to the top, sublimated in the battle, becoming more powerful and invincible!

Kunpeng collided with the virtual shadow and collapsed one side of the void.

Thousands of weapons flew out, tripod to tripod, clock to clock, tower to tower, lively.

The Nine Emperor divine comedy is like two opening tunes. One note will beat back a residual electricity.

Repulsion and gravitation confront each other, and the field can move from chaos to calm, no longer disordered as before.

This is a peak war in the realm of divine light. If it is observed and recorded, the scale and danger of this war can definitely rank among the top in the history of monasticism.

"Roar..."

As soon as song Qingshu wrote down Kunpeng's fist, he crushed a meteorite the size of a hill into powder. His fist power was towering. The virtual shadow of Kunpeng emerged and hit 30000 miles!

This fist followed song Qingshu's will to cultivate Taoism, so it shook the universe violently, as if it was about to collapse.

However, the tall, heroic and majestic young emperor opposite song Qingshu was happy and fearless. He also fought back with emperor level boxing.

Boom.

The two fists collided, and the mighty power directly smashed the vacuum. The blood was surging, and all the asteroids within a thousand miles were hammered into powder.

Song Qingshu is very strong, but the young emperor is not bad. Every shot of them is powerful, which ordinary people can't imagine!

Song Qingshu failed in one punch and changed his moves one after another. The moves were changeable, and each one was mixed with myriad changes.

If we replace this young emperor with other powerful people in the realm of divine light, we would have already lost both form and spirit.

But in this way, song Qingshu still didn't ask for any benefit. It can be seen how fierce the duel between them was.

"Are you me?"

Song Qingshu frowned and trembled. Then he blurted out and guessed something he couldn't even imagine.

The reason why song Qingshu has such an idea is that this man is so much like him. Whether it's combat techniques or fighting skills, it's just another song Qingshu!

The young emperor did not respond and remained silent, but his strength showed in this strength, not his fear of the enemy.

So they didn't stop to talk, but continued to fight. Song Qingshu raised and fell every punch, which was powerful enough to make the stars tremble and terrifying.

The blood gas on the young emperor's head was more turbulent, pouring into the sky like a coiled dragon, instantly drowning countless star regions, so that the Tianjie was no longer dazzling and became a foil.

Although he didn't know who the visitor was, song Qingshu was also happy, infinitely enjoying this amazing duel and the battle brought to him by the young emperor.