Chapter 1205

At the next moment, the ugly Taoist flashed a vicious color in his eyes. Then, his figure began to fly back. At the same time, his hands began to grasp the Jue, ready to let the Dragon explode itself.

This dragon contains a layer of will. If it explodes, it will be hard to recover without a hundred years of cultivation. But at this moment, he has to do so!

"Die!"

The ugly Taoist called out with a ferocious face. When the seal was finished, the body of the Dragon suddenly expanded. But at this time, song Yan took a step.

Hundreds of meters are closing in.

Black sword flashed a light, and then saw an ugly head flying high, a stream of blood like a water column from the headless chest.

As soon as the ugly Taoist died, the swelling dragon quickly subsided, and slowly broke away, and dissipated in the void.

"Whoosh!"

A big Yuan baby rushed from the ugly body and tried to run away, but when song Yan explored his hand, the other side fell into his hands.

"Please, don't kill me!"

The ugly Taoist's yuan baby begged.

"Do you think so?" Song Yan smiled at him. He held his hand tightly. Suddenly, Yuan Ying of the other side broke up between his hands.

"The ugly Taoist is dead?"

"He died in the hands of song inkstone in the later stage of his body!"

At this moment, not only the experts who come to kill him feel hard to accept, but also the old people feel like illusions. They stare at Song Yan with their eyes fixed on the bottom of their mouths. Qin Xiaoyu's face is red, and his eyes are full of adoration when he looks at Song Yan: "young master is really so powerful!"

And tuobafeng looks at Song Yan with complicated eyes. This boy, it's really unexpected. If xian'er has such a husband It's a pity that you took xian'er's body. I'm afraid you won't be spared.

For a while, he had some regrets in his heart.

"I can't give this boy another chance. Let's go together!"

Cried Zhao Wu.

"Yes, even an expert like Taoist Chou died in his hands. He can't fight alone with him any more!" Cried a distracted later.

"Whoosh!"

The figure of Lian Shan, except for the three led by tuobafeng, fell all around and surrounded song Yan.

"Let's help you, young man!"

Tianlao Qin Xiaoyu and six people flash to his side.

Song Yan's eyes slowly swept around, calm and confident. As soon as the ugly Taoist died, the four tuobafeng people did not become enemies with him any more. There were 27 later periods of distraction and 20 middle periods of distraction surrounding him.

It's a strong squad, but there's no fear in him.

"Son of song, hand over the black sword and the storage ring. We can only cut off your body and give you a chance to cultivate Sanxian!" A distracted later period said that song Yan's fighting power was seen with his eyes. Although they were numerous and occupied the absolute upper hand, even if they killed song Yan and faced the counter attack of song Yan, some of them would fall, and no one wanted to be the fallen one. Therefore, they didn't want to make things absolutely, leaving song Yan with a glimmer of hope, so that he would not fight desperately!

Song Yan smiled and shook his head: "it's useless to say more, let's do it!"

"Son of song, don't be stubborn. There are so many of us. You don't have a chance!" That distracted later still want to persuade, song Yan but way: "don't try how to know? Perhaps you are the last to die? "

Another distracted later was enraged by song Yan's words and said loudly: "old Zhou, since this kid doesn't know what to do with him, why talk nonsense with him? Let's do it!"

"Do it!"

At the moment when the other side shouted to start, song Yan moved first.

"No sky!"

Ink black sword twinkled and haunted. Five heads in the middle of distraction flew into the sky. Their eyes were wide open. They obviously didn't believe that they died like this.

"No, let's go!" Cried a distracted later.

"Late!"

The sword light reappears.

"Poop poop poop!"

This time, it's six mid distracted skulls that take off into the sky.

Seeing this scene, the remaining nine distracted middle-term hearts are inexplicably cold, this time how long, a breath, the other side even cut 11 people.

"Back!"

"Escape!"

The courage in their hearts receded like the tide, and all that remained was fear. They retreated quickly, trying to distance themselves from the murderous God.

"You can't escape!"

Song Yan's voice, like the enchanting Messenger, appeared in their ears.

"Poop poop!"

Head off!

"No!"

"Don't kill me!"

This is the howl before death!

"Poop poop! Poof

Five more heads flew up, and twenty of them died in the middle of distraction.

"Is he the reincarnation of death?"The remaining 27 distracted later looked at the song inkstone standing with a sword and thought secretly.

"It seems that childe's strength has been improved a lot!" Qin Xiaoyu's eyes stare at Song Yan obsessively, unwilling to move away.

But Tianlao looked at Song inkstone, but he was shocked. Suddenly, an idea came into his mind. Thousands of years later, it should be the age of the childe. He saw that a legend was rising.

"Well, those eyesores have been erased, and the next is our war!" Song Yan's eyes swept the crowd again, making them feel a chill.

"Kill him!"

Liu Yi shouts in horror. Then, he holds a pair of swords and cuts them at Song Yan. Guan Er dare not neglect them. The long sword in his hand follows Liu Yi. Now there are only two of the seven alliance leaders of Tiandao alliance. If they don't fight hard, they will die! "

"Take your two sacrificial swords!"

Song Yan's eyes fixed on the two.

Then, the black sword in his hand raised.

Kill the immortal!!!

The sword is full of meaning. It instantly locks the souls of Liu Yi and Guan Er, making their looks stagnant at the same time.

"Die!"

"Poof!"

Two swords flash faster than lightning and pierce the heads of Liu Yi and Guan er.

But at this time, ten powerful magic weapons appeared around the inkstone of Song Dynasty, and they burst out with bright beauty but great power.

Song Yan wields a sword!

Do it!

The sound of the impact continued to ring, and song Yan reluctantly blocked the attack of the ten magic weapons, but just then, there were three powerful Taoist techniques.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! "

After the explosion, song Yan's body was thrown up and fell hundreds of meters away.

"I still overestimate myself!"

Song Yan stands up and wipes out the blood on the corners of his mouth.

"To die!"

"The thief is dead!"

"Take your life!"

Accompanied by a burst of drink, there are more than 20 attacks from all directions, not to give him a chance to dodge!

"Hum!"

In Song Yan's eyes, he killed the plane and stamped his right foot on the ground. Suddenly, a huge array rose.

At the next moment, everyone on the battlefield was moved to an endless grassland.

Those attacks are still attacking song Yan. Unfortunately, his body has become illusory. The attack of more than 20 distracted later days can't help him.

"What a cunning thief! When did you set the array?" A distracted late exclamation, tone of a bit of panic.

Song Yan smiled: "it's OK to tell you that when the ugly Taoist blew himself up, I buried the array plate in the battlefield!"

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