Chapter 2720: Killed with one sword

"Fun swordsmanship!"

The cold voice seemed to freeze the void, and even the air became sluggish.

Suddenly, there were countless swords around Song Zihuai. These countless swords seemed to form a coffin. When Song Zihuai was enveloped in it, the terrible sword atmosphere broke out and spread across the world.

"Brush ..."

Song Zihuai also noticed the horror of these forces, and his face changed abruptly, and a bad premonition erupted in his heart.

"Hmm ..."

These sword qi cut through the space or fiercely enveloped Song Zihuai, the sword qi shuttled constantly, Song Zihuai also screamed again and again.

The miserable cry shocked the people between the heavens and the earth. I don't know why, at this moment, there was an unspeakable creepy feeling on their bodies.

"brush……"

Numerous eyes are looking at this Song Zihuai.

With the passage of time, Jian Qi gradually disappeared, and Song Zihuai's figure gradually appeared in front of everyone. When everyone saw Song Zihuai's state, everyone between heaven and earth took a breath of cold air. .

"Song Zihuai."

Blood was dripping from Song Zihuai's body, and wounds appeared. Blood ran down these wounds, dripping drop by drop on the ground. Song Zihuai, kneeling on one knee, looked pale.

"Song Zihuai was actually painted like this?"

"No, look at Song Zihuai's arm," someone exclaimed.

"What ... Song Zihuai's right hand was cut off. How is this possible?" Someone lost his voice.

"His ... So terrible swordsmanship, even Song Zihuai's arm can be cut off. You know, Song Zihuai's arm is not inferior to the fairy spirit."

"Really terrible guy ..."

"Deformation defeats the virtual soul, and I dare not imagine that this guy is indeed the evil of the evil evil squad."

"puff……"

The next moment, Song Zihuai couldn't help it anymore, his face flushed, a mouthful of blood spit out, and the blood stained the ground. Song Zihuai looked at Xia Ming in amazement, all filled with disbelief.

"How could ... you ... how could you beat me."

Song Zihuai couldn't believe that he was defeated, and he was completely defeated. He was defeated in the hands of a dignified boy in the form of ninefolds. This allowed him to withstand this consequence. In their cognition, the master of the virtual soul realm is one who can hit fifty forms. Defeated, but Xia Ming, completely

Not in this range.

Especially the combat power demonstrated by Xia Ming, he and Xia Ming are not on the same channel.

"nothing is impossible."

Xia Ming looked at Song Zihuai indifferently, and his indifferent voice resounded between the heavens and the earth: "You have the strength, but this is the case, and even I have no qualifications to play the cards."

"It's really disappointing ..."

Every word of Xia Ming was deeply stabbed in Song Zihuai's heart, as uncomfortable as a needle, Song Zihuai was roaring like a furious lion.

"I am going to kill you."

"Hey." Song Zihuai was like an ambush tiger, and he rushed towards Xia Ming. The terrible power condensed on Song Zihuai's left hand. Those forces entangled Song Zihuai, seemingly carrying a terrible explosion. Power, once hit, fear

I am afraid that the masters of the virtual soul realm have to suffer a secret loss.

Xia Ming sneered: "It's time now, do you still want to fight me?"

"It's time for it to end." Xia Ming no longer hesitated, and the long sword in his hand suddenly pulled out, turning into a sword-mangling, passing over Song Zihuai's body, and then Xia Ming's body moved toward Tiandaotai Falling down, Xia Ming stepped forward to Ao Wushuang and Feng

In front of the city three.

The three of them all looked at Xia Ming in shock, opened their mouths, but never said a word. Xia Ming drew a palm in his hand, handed it to Fengcheng, and said, "Eat. He can help you recover. "

Feng Cheng has not sobered up in this shock so far, so he did not hear Xia Ming's words.

"Xia Ming ... Song Zihuai ..." Ao Wushuang opened his mouth and couldn't help it.

"He ..."

Xia Ming glanced at Song Zihuai, who was still standing on the Tiandao platform, and said blandly, "Dead."

"died?"

Zhuge Cangtian's eyes almost stared out. They were all scared by Xia Ming. So Song Zihuai died? how can that be?

Everyone couldn't help but look at Song Zihuai, but Song Zihuai still maintained an attacking posture, and it looked like a statue, motionless. The people present were not fools, and soon noticed, because they found that Song Zihuai's eyes were not the same as before. The human eyes were bright, and it could be said to be a door and window of the soul. Is blinking

With a hint of light.

But it's different now.

Song Zihuai's eyes seemed to have lost this light, and his eyes were full of lifelessness.

Yes, Song Zihuai is dead.

"Ka-chan ..." At the moment they talked, they suddenly saw in horror that Song Zihuai's body fell down softly and blood spurted high, while Song Zihuai's body went from his neck to his body. Cut straight, bloody

Many girls watching the scene screamed.

"hiss……"

As for the junior students, they couldn't help but take a breath and were deterred by Xia Ming's terrible means. Did Xia Ming really kill Song Zihuai?

how can that be? How could Xia Ming have such a terrifying combat power? This is a master of virtual souls.

Even though he has just stepped into a virtual soul, it shouldn't be that simple to die.

Horrible.

When people present looked at Xia Ming, there was even more fear and fear in their eyes.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Xia Ming seemed to be aware of it, as if he saw a light flying out of Song Zihuai's body. This light was extremely weak. If you look closely, you will find that this person is Song Zihuai.

Xia Ming noticed this scene and frowned.

"Xia Ming, be careful, that's Song Zihuai's soul."

"soul?"

Xia Ming was stunned first, then jumped into shape, and immediately came to Song Zihuai's side of this virtual soul. Song Zihuai was shocked and angry, and hurriedly exclaimed: "Xia Ming, how dare you ..."

"Nothing I dare not yet."

Xia Ming sneered and grabbed the soul. Song Zi screamed and yelled, "Xia Ming, you dare to kill me, you will regret it, you will regret it."

"There is so much nonsense."

Xia Ming sneered, a cold flame in his hand, and Song Zihuai screamed, disappearing between this heaven and earth, and there was not even a dregs left. "His ... Such a cruel means that even Song Zihuai's soul was not left."