Martial Arts: My Song Qingshu Opening Crime of Pride template

Li Chungang, who was sitting on the side, couldn’t help but light up his eyes.

“This kid, it’s a good sword qi, not bad.”

Xu Fengnian couldn’t help but ask.

“Old sloppy, you said who is more powerful than my talent.”

Li Chungang did not have the slightest politeness, directly gave him a white eye, and reached out to rub his toes.

“Compared with the talent of others, “zero two zero” is really a world apart, and your cultivation in a lifetime may not be as fast as his progress in a month. ”

Xu Fengnian, who was frightened, also had no words, but helplessly continued to look at Dugujian and Song Qingshu.

Dugu Jian did not have the slightest surprise, constantly stroking his twin swords, and chanting in his mouth.

“I have some skills, no wonder my stupid brother folded in your hands.”

“I, ah, have never been out of this river or lake since I was defeated by Nameless, and I have been honing my sword intent, and for fifty years, I didn’t expect that when I felt that my life had come to an end, I realized this sword.”

“Let you open this sword today.”

Saying that, he rushed towards Song Qingshu.

He didn’t let it go, kicked the table in front of him, and blasted out, but the table fell firmly in place.

“It’s only been three months, and this demon has actually improved again.”

“Yes, three months ago, he was just using brute force against the enemy, but he didn’t expect that today he had actually used his internal force to such a subtle point.”

“That’s right, even if the momentum on this Dugu Jian’s body is already a heavenly person, but I feel that Song Qingshu is the one who has the advantage.”

With fist to foot, a burst of blasting sound sounded, Zhang Sanfeng just waved his hand faintly, and a yin and yang double fish diagram had been shrouded.

Completely shrouded Song Qingshu and Dugu Jian inside, Li Chungang also pointed forward with both hands at will, and a sword qi turned into a barrier to cover the two people.

“I don’t want them to disturb my Yaxing, but then again, this Wudang wine is really good.”

On the stage, Zhang Sanfeng looked at Li Chungang with interest and said lightly.

“Thanks to the support of Taoists, you should eat and drink, don’t worry that their aftermath will come out, just as a small program before dinner.”

Inside the barrier, Song Qingshu closed his eyes slightly, and his arrogant temperament was completely undisguised…

“Since it is to avenge your brother, then let me test what you are capable of.”

Dugu Jian’s two swords pulled out the sword flower, and the Holy Spirit sword technique was unleashed without the slightest convergence, and countless sword qi continued to shoot towards Song Qingshu.

A palm gently swung forward, and countless sword qi was actually directly shattered.

At this time, Song Qingshu’s arrogant body was already operating at full strength, and his strength had completely soared to about the eighth layer. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“If this is the sword technique that took you fifty years to comprehend, then I am a little disappointed.”

After so many years of precipitation, the Lonely Sword has long been affected by a few words.

“My 0.6 sword, you must be optimistic, this is the last sword I hit.”

Saying that, countless black sword shadows floated around him, and the momentum of the whole person completely reached another level, even if it was separated by two layers of protective shields, everyone could feel the sword intent.

“Unexpectedly, Dugu Jian, who has disappeared for fifty years, has actually reached such strength, I’m afraid today is the unlucky day for Song Qingshu.”