Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 375 The End (Fifteen)

Half of Yang Dingtian's neck was cut off, and Song Qingshu's lower abdomen was pierced.

The two of them were ruthless, but they really fought hard and hurt both sides.

Yang Dingtian can't speak at this moment, his head and body are connected closely to the cervical spine, he holds his head with both hands, for fear that if he accidentally breaks the cervical spine, he will really be separated.

While Song Qingshu was covering his stomach, the golden core in his dantian spun rapidly, and strands of innate qi spewed out, gathered at the wound, repairing the wound, but Yang Dingtian's punch was really powerful, the muscles on his lower abdomen The whole thing exploded, and the intestines inside could be seen clearly. If it wasn't for the innate qi protection, this punch might make him lie down.

Even so, the two still looked at each other, refusing to bow their heads.

Yang Dingtian took the initiative to pull the cloak, wrapped it around his neck, and said to Song Qingshu sinisterly: "I have [-] qi and blood, and it will consume you to death!"

Song Qingshu sneered: "It's just one hundred thousand blood, and it's not endless. I think you've used at least thirty thousand now. When the one hundred thousand is exhausted, can you find another hundred thousand?"

"Think about it first, let's talk about how to exhaust my energy and blood!" Yang Dingtian snorted coldly, Song Qingshu was right, [-]% of the [-] energy and blood have been exhausted, although there is still [-]%, but it is not enough , Song Qingshu must be killed as soon as possible, and then detonate Dadu, when the blood is replenished, his kung fu can go further.

Thinking of this, Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and suddenly shouted: "Kill!"

As soon as the word "kill" came out, Song Qingshu was stunned, because all kinds of magic sounds suddenly surged in his heart, disturbing him into confusion, this kind of sonic method was something he had never seen before.

As soon as Yang Dingtian heard the effect, he came straight behind Song Qingshu with a ferocious expression on his face, and thrust his five-fingered sharp claws into the back of his head, hoping to kill him with one blow, so this palm was entwined with blood, and its power was extraordinary.

Song Qingshu warned in his heart, suddenly felt something strange behind him, the long sword suddenly pierced out from his armpit, and the electric shot hit Yang Dingtian's eyes.

Yang Dingtian didn't expect him to be able to get rid of the interference so quickly, and he didn't dare to risk his eyes, so he had to dodge his head to avoid it.

Song Qingshu's blow missed, and he slashed down. The sword tip drew out the sword energy, and flew out behind him.

Seeing that he was aimless, Yang Dingtian knew that he hadn't gotten rid of Mo Yin's interference, so he gently raised his hands, then crossed them down, and drew ten deep bloodstains on Song Qingshu's back.

This time, he was well-learned and didn't show the slightest killing intent, which made Song Qingshu unaware.

Song Qingshu was in pain, and rushed forward suddenly, the golden core in his body twitched wildly, and then he expelled the magic sound in his head little by little.

"Hey, just now you killed me very happily." Yang Dingtian licked the blood on his finger, with a look of enjoyment, "Now that the offense and defense have changed, what can you do?"

"Kill!" Yang Dingtian yelled again, and the magic sound hit Song Qingshu again.

Song Qingshu frowned, and a feeling of irritability suddenly surged in his mind.

The next moment, Yang Dingtian's claws struck again, this time aiming at his neck.It seems that he wants to avenge Cai Cai's sword just now.

Song Qingshu seemed to be deeply trapped in the interference of the magic sound and couldn't extricate himself, and ignored Yang Dingtian's arrival.

Yang Dingtian's eyes were fierce, his arms were bulging, his scales were bulging, and he was about to take off Song Qingshu's head.

But just when he was about to put his hands on Song Qingshu's neck, dozens of streamers suddenly shot out from bottom to top, almost piercing Yang Dingtian.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes, held the dozens of streamers in his palm, and suddenly looked down.

Dozens of earth-yellow "flowers" suddenly bloomed in Dadu under the feet, and those flowers were produced by the explosion of explosives buried under Dadu.

Song Qingshu was distracted, but took back dozens of streamers that suppressed the ablation explosions. Without the suppression of streamers, those explosions naturally occurred.

Yang Dingtian grinned, and saw that the cloak behind him suddenly flew up and flew down, and in an instant, he came to the top of Dadu, and with a flick of the cloak, it turned into that huge blood-colored banner again.

The next moment, hundreds of drops of blood rose from the capital and quickly merged into the bloody banner. Those blood drops were the blood essence of the civilians who were killed and injured by the explosion.

After absorbing the blood, the bloody banner shook again, turned into a cloak again, and returned to Dao Yang Dingtian in an instant.

Yang Dingtian smiled with satisfaction, and then said to Song Qingshu again: "How about it, if you want to use that streamer, it will explode again, this is to replenish my vitality. I hope you use it more, hahaha !"

Song Qing's face was gloomy, but he didn't expect that he would be disturbed by the magic sound, and lost his composure, which made the dozens of streamers fly back, killing hundreds of people below.

"Yang Dingtian, you'd better die!" He said coldly, as if giving Yang Dingtian an ultimatum.

The next moment, dozens of streaks of light suddenly shot up into the sky, turning into an illusory sword, piercing straight into the sky.

"Falling sword momentum!"

As soon as the words fell, the illusory great sword suddenly shot up into the sky, pierced through the clouds, and disappeared into the sky.

At the same time, Yang Dingtian felt a threat of death coming from above his head, and before he could react, he saw an illusory sword falling from the sky, and the point of the sword pointed directly at himself.

The streamer on your sword edge is shining, it is the dozens of streamers.

Yang Dingtian shouted loudly: "Good time!"

The next moment, he stretched his arms out to the sides, and then suddenly closed them on the top of his head, and he came into the sword with his bare hands, clamping the tip of the big sword with his own hands.

"If you have ten thousand swords, I'd still be afraid of you, but if you have dozens of swords, what's the point!" Yang Dingtian said with pride.

Song Qingshu put his hands together into sword fingers, and pressed down hard.

I saw that illusory great sword sank at the same time, pressing down Yang Dingtian's whole body, as if he was going to push Yang Dingtian to the ground and fall to his death.

Yang Dingtian saw his intention, his palms remained unchanged, and the cloak behind him suddenly rolled up in front of him, wrapping the tip of the big sword, and then began to spread towards the sword.

In an instant, the illusory great sword was tightly wrapped by the blood-red cloak.

The next moment, Song Qingshu spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Yang Dingtian viciously and said, "How dare you destroy my Liuguang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the cloak that wrapped the great sword shriveled suddenly, then shrunk smaller and smaller, and returned to Dao Yang Dingtian's back again. The illusory great sword seemed to be absorbed by it , disappeared.

"I said before, Wan Jian is the only one who wants to kill me. These dozen streamers are still far away!"

(End of this chapter)