The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 45
Because he underestimated Song Xing's strength to protect his body, the beef soup paid a heavy price with one move.

The broken pillars could not be supported, bricks, stones and tiles fell like rain, and the pavilion collapsed the moment Song Xing shot.

In Lu Xiaofeng's busy schedule, he did not forget to save the wine pot on the table, and walked out of the pavilion.

Song Xing outside the pavilion has already fought with three people again at this moment.

The moment Song Xing launched his attack, the three northwest ghosts, who were closest to him, had already killed Song Xing behind him like a ghost, and punched Song Xing's back as if with the sound of a ghost screaming.

Song Xing turned around and struck out his palm, sealing the fist of the big ghost in front. During the power movement, the fist of the big ghost suddenly turned in a direction, and collided with the fists of the two ghosts next to him.

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"Be careful, this person's palm technique is weird." Just as the big ghost uttered the first word, Song Xing had already fitted himself and threw himself in front of the three ghosts.

When the three ghosts turned around and approached Song Xing, Song Xing, who was as gentle as a scholar in his eyes, moved like a mountain in between steps, and a giant elephant turned around, and rushed towards it with unparalleled violence.

Viciousness flashed across his eyes, and the speed of the three ghosts' punches increased instead of decreasing, and they directly collided with Song Xing's fists.

With a punch, the air was directly pumped, and the arm of the three ghosts burst together.

Qidan Qijue Sad Punch, when punching, sends a vicious internal force into the opponent's body, this vicious internal force will penetrate into every part of the human body like maggots attached to the bone within a few breaths, destroying all vitality of the opponent, it can be called An extremely vicious move.

It was with this thought that the Three Ghosts decisively confronted Song Xing.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the fists came into contact, they were horrified to find that the insidious internal force erupted by the Sad Fist could not be separated from the body at all, and was directly forced back into the body by a masculine and strong force from the opposite side.

Afterwards, the three ghosts felt as if his entire arm had been bitten off by a tiger, starting from the phalanx and breaking inch by inch. The violent force that surged directly crushed his entire right arm.

Before the three ghosts howled, Song Xing had turned his fist into a palm and cut off his throat directly.

When the big ghost uttered the first word, Song Xing shot at the three ghosts.

When the big ghost said the ninth word, Song Xing had already sent the three ghosts on their way.

The big ghost and the two ghosts turned around to see this scene, their canthus cracked, and with a wild roar, they both came to kill Song Xing.

Song Xing's body suddenly stood upright, his black hair moved without wind, and the solid ground under his feet broke instantly, and Song Xing didn't turn around in the dust raised up, and his back directly hit the fists of the big ghost and the second ghost.

Yueshan Baji, Tieshan depends!

The big ghost and the two ghosts hit Song Xing's back with both fists, but they only felt that the finger bones were about to split, as if they were hitting on a layer of iron plate, unable to penetrate an inch.

A black shadow approached him, before the two of them could change their moves, Song Xing had already fitted him and bumped into him.

Nirvana exchanged blood, and the strength was successful. With the blessing of Sakyamuni's divine power of throwing elephants, in terms of physique, even a martial artist who specializes in horizontal kung fu can't compare with Song Xing at the moment.

The two didn't notice, and let Song Xing approach directly. Amidst the sound of the turbulent and tearing air, the big ghost who bore the brunt was directly smashed into Song Xing's arms, his sternum broke and went straight to the heart, and he died of exhaustion.

The two ghosts were shocked, and before they had time to dodge, Song Xing stretched out his arms and twisted his neck directly.

Lu Xiaofeng, who just stood still, was so shocked that he almost threw the flagon in his hand.

In the hands of Song Xing, who had exchanged blood for Dacheng's Qidan Qijue Sad Fist of the Bloodbath Jiuhua School, he didn't even last a sip of wine, and the three ghosts of the Northwest fell directly, and the dead could not die again.

For the first time, Lu Xiaofeng clearly and intuitively felt Song Xing's fighting power that made Sikong Zaixing bow his head.

From the three ghosts in the northwest besieging Song Xing to being killed by Song Xing in the blink of an eye, when the bodies of the big ghost and the second ghost fell to the ground, Song Xing was surrounded by the people in the water pavilion.

He Zhizhang, who was so drunk that he seemed to be standing still, was on the left, the old pedantic teacher was on the right, and Wuchangzi with a crazy expression was in the middle.

The rest of the people surrounded Lu Xiaofeng who was smiling wryly.

Without the slightest hesitation, Master and Wuchangzi immediately besieged and killed Song Xing.

If there are levels of force in the Invisible Man organization, Master and Wuchangzi definitely belong to the first echelon, and the pressure brought by the combination of the two is far greater than that of the Northwest Three Ghosts.

The master looked old, but the speed of his strike was not slow at all. With a slight flick of his fingers, the originally curled nail of the tail finger of his right hand popped straight out, straight into Song Xing's throat.

The nails soaked in special potion were as sharp as knives, and the sharpness had already stimulated the hairs on Song Xing's skin before he touched his body.

The master seemed to have seen the scene where the finger knife pierced Song Xing's throat, and the bright red blood dripped down the finger knife.

Then the Master saw a hand.

As if carved from white jade, the hand, as white as jade, stood in front of the finger knife, gently clamping the finger knife, preventing it from advancing an inch.

Before the master could withdraw, Song Xinggang burst out with strength, and directly cut the finger knife as hard as steel into two pieces.

The master flipped his left hand, and the five-fingered knife popped out, and the white shadow flickered, piercing Song Xing's eyes, throat, chest and abdomen.

Song Xing flicked his five fingers repeatedly, like picking lotus in water, attacking quickly in the air, every time he could hit the Master's wrist by a hair's breadth, blocking his attack.

Song Xing's steps changed, and he stepped on the four elephants, as if gliding on the muddy ground, avoiding the sword edge pierced by Wuchangzi at his side.

Fingers, fists, arms, wrists, and elbows all became Song Xing's attacking weapons. After fighting each other for three breaths, he broke three of the knives in Master's fingers.

The master flicked his right hand quickly, his fingers were released, and wisps of sharp wind flew out, heading straight for Song Xing's eyes.

Under the great success of the finger knife, the force of the shot can smash even hard stones. When it hits both eyes, the force of the finger directly penetrates the brain, and there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Song Xing lowered his head slightly, and the sharp wind hit his forehead, touched the strength of the body protection, and directly eliminated the invisible.

Song Xing lunged and raised his leg, his left palm blocked the stabbing of the master's right finger knife, he slammed sideways, his right hand turned into a fist, and directly grabbed his throat.

Master saw with his own eyes that Song Xing broke off his three finger knives with his hands, and he didn't dare to meet his sharpness, and stepped back to avoid it. Unexpectedly, Song Xing flipped his hand, changed his claws into palms, and directly blasted him with a palm splitting force. Until he vomits and flies back.

The extremely cold power contained in the nine-layer Mingyu Kungfu instantly broke through the defense of the master's internal energy, making half of his body frozen and falling into the dust, making it difficult to move.

Seventy percent of the master's kung fu was on the finger knife, and three handles were broken, at least half of his kung fu was removed. Song Xing raised his toe and kicked the master's throat.

Song Xing, who killed Master, pulled out the Longevity Sword from behind with his backhand, and the horizontal sword blocked the sword from behind.

(End of this chapter)