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At this time, the head of Lan Lei Zong was directly knocked down to the ground from midair.

This is Song Qingshu's Hand of the Great Desolate Prisoner!

"Dragon Eighteen Palms!"

But Song Qingshu didn't dare to relax, and Jiang Long Shiba Zhang immediately shot directly.

Suddenly, hundreds of golden dragons roared and rushed out, and the Great Desolate Prisoner's Heavenly Hand had just dissipated. Hundreds of golden dragons took over the position of the Great Desolate Prisoner's Heavenly Hand and once again fell to the head of Lan Lei Zong.

"evil……"

An evil disciple, the head of Lan Lei Sect, only shouted halfway before being interrupted.

But because of this, Song Qingshu didn't even want to stop, he directly moved the Tai Chi Bagua Palm, his figure was vertical, and the other party was relieved only if he had to personally handle it.

But at the moment his figure flew out, he felt a chill in his heart, hurriedly stopped his figure, and looked towards the head of Lan Lei Zong who was submerged by the golden dragon.

Sure enough, in the next second, a dazzling light suddenly lit up on the head of Lan Lei Zong who seemed to have no resistance.

In the next second, there was a sound of thunder and lightning, and only saw many blue lightning criss-cross, submerging the space directly, and those golden dragons, naturally under the raging electric light, all disappeared in smoke!

"So strong!"

Song Qingshu's eyes dazzled, but he didn't expect that the head of Lan Leizong would still be able to fight back in this situation.

The voice of the head of the Lan Lei Sect also sounded at this moment: "Evil disciple, you dare to fight against being a teacher. It seems that being a teacher does not make you a dilemma. You don't know how to respect the teacher!"

Chapter 269

Chapter 269

Following the sound, the figure of Lan Leizong's head also slowly rose from the dust and smoke in the sky.

When he took a closer look, he could only see thunder and lightning intertwined around him, and thunder and lightning were jumping around each hair. The momentum was terrifying and powerful. This is the real Yuan Ying Yizhong!

Li Fuxi and others in the distance saw this scene, and they were still wondering why Bu Feng would attack at this time. Could it be that Bu Feng wanted to fight for control of Lan Lei Zong?

But suddenly, Ye Qianshuang exclaimed: "It's Qingshu!"

"Friend Song?" Li Fuyi was taken aback, and suddenly remembered what Song Qingshu had said before he left, and then suddenly returned to his senses: "It's Daoyou Song, that's right! He said he was going to get close to the head of Lan Lei Zong. I thought he would definitely fail. I didn't expect it to be true. It's a success!"

The eyes of the Long Family Patriarch, Dark Demon Sect Sect Master and others were even more surprised at this moment.

How did Song Qingshu make it so that even a master of Yuanyingyizhong couldn't see through it?

As the head of Lan Lei Zong heard this, his eyes sank slightly: "So you are not my disciple, say, where did my disciple go!"

"He should be waiting for you." Song Qingshu grinned, and simply cancelled the function of transforming everything.

As a faint fluorescent light swept past, his whole person directly became the original appearance.

The head of Lan Leizong's eyes was cold: "Where is he waiting for me?"

To be honest, the head of Lan Lei Zong is still very optimistic about Bu Feng, otherwise he would not have been so angry when he thought it was Bu Feng's betrayal.

"In hell!"

Song Qingshu let out a low drink, his figure flashed, Lei Ling Fengshen's legs were directly used to the extreme, and he took the initiative to kill Lan Lei Zong's head.

"The ignorant child, with a mere gold core four-layer cultivation base, dare to fight me? He wants to die!"

The head of Lan Leizong snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed out. In an instant, the wind and clouds gathered, and a finger formed by the wind and clouds fell from the sky, and the color of the world was infinitely powerful.

"The Great Desolate Prisoner Tianzhi!"

Song Qingshu didn't say anything, but he used exercises to contend with it.

Suddenly, above the already chaotic sky, a huge finger appeared again. The two fingers smashed together in the blink of an eye, and there was a loud noise, and the light waves rolled away and swept away for many miles.

The surrounding Blue Thunderzong disciples stood close, and were affected by the air wave, and couldn't bear it and exploded directly.

"Hurry up!"

Li Fuxi and others reacted the fastest and hurriedly retreated. At the same time, the shock in their eyes became more intense.

It has only been a long time since Song Qingshu can actually fight against Yuan Ying's first-tier master.

"interesting."

The head of Lan Lei Zong missed a hit, and smiled without anger. Then he pointed it out again, only to see a finger that was more than twice the size of the previous one, which swept almost half of the clouds in the sky. Then he clicked down suddenly.

Song Qing's writing expression sank, he is worthy of being a master of Yuan Ying, but he will not be afraid!

"The Great Desolate Prisoner Heaven Hand!"

He directly gave up the last three forms of the Great Desolate Prisoner's Heaven Finger, and used the strongest Great Desolate Prisoner's Heavenly Hand.

In an instant, the only remaining clouds in the sky were swept by this trick, and the gloomy sky became clear.

"The wind changes color between the fingers, so strong!"

When Li Fuxi and others saw this scene, they felt nervous, although Song Qingshu's performance was unexpectedly strong.

But at present, it seems that the head of Lan Lei Zong hasn't used any exercises or spells, just shot at will. Once he displays the exercises, what will happen?

When everyone was worried, palms and fingers had collided in the air, and the eye-piercing light waves kept surging away.

The palm and the finger were almost simultaneously shattered in the air, turning into a sky full of light and flying everywhere!

"Hehe, you are really strong, but that's only the case. As long as you perform the exercises, you will definitely die!"

When the head of Lan Leizong saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a sneer, his face full of pride.

When Li Fuxi and others saw this, their hearts sank to the bottom at this moment.

The Patriarch of the Long Family couldn't help shouting: "Friend Song, once he performs the exercises, you may not be able to stop it, you go quickly, and you will not be afraid that there will be no firewood!"

Indeed, in the current situation, Song Qingshu is the best choice. As long as he is successful in his cultivation, he will come back and kill a Blue Thunder Sect is probably easy!

Ye Qianshuang clenched her small hand tightly. She didn't say a word, but she was ready to take action at the last moment, fighting with her life, so that Song Qingshu could leave safely!

What is surprising is that at this moment Song Qingshu not only did not follow the people's words and left, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You want me to escape, but how do I think you want to escape?"

"I flee?" The head of Lan Leizong laughed, "Why should I run?"

Song Qingshu grinned: "Because you were seriously injured, you can't use a spell now!"

Hearing this, the expression of the head of Lan Lei Zong's just now proudly turned gloomy.

Indeed, he just seemed tyrannical, but in fact, he was already seriously injured under a series of sudden attacks by Song Qingshu. It is good luck to stand here now, let alone cast any spells.

If he could cast spells, he would have cast them long ago and cut Song Qingshu, how could he pose here without any pressure.

What he was thinking was actually to scare Song Qingshu away, so that he could take advantage of the situation to take the world pass, and then cultivate health.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu could see his situation clearly at this moment.

"How did you see it?" Finally, the head of Lan Leizong took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.

"Guess?" Song Qingshu grinned. During this battle, he had always turned on the sweep function. It can be said that the head of Lan Leizong himself did not know him as much as Song Qingshu.

The head of Lan Lei Zong's complexion became more and more gloomy. Not only has he not been injured, but also never suffered such humiliation: "Hehe, it seems that you have to let this seat teach you a lesson, and this seat cannot easily perform the exercises. But it's not completely impossible!"

As he spoke, the lightning around him jumped again.

This is his natal practice, and there is a thunder and lightning in his spiritual energy.

And now, he was about to pull out all the lightning in his aura, gather it into the strongest blow, and kill Song Qingshu.

"Originally, doing this would leave me in a period of weakness for a hundred years, but as long as you kill you and annihilate the Tianxiaguan, no one will be against my Lan Lei Zong within a hundred years!"

The head of Lan Lei Zong grinned, his whole body was gradually covered by lightning, and he could no longer see his twisted face.

But what is surprising is that Song Qingshu at this moment, not only did not panic, but at this moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a chuckle: "Is your thunder and lightning better than the punishment of heaven and thunder?"

Chapter 270

Chapter 270

"Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Punishment is naturally incomparable, but it is enough to destroy you!"

The head of Lan Lei Zong laughed, his figure flashed, and he slammed towards Song Qingshu with a cry.

He was covered in thunder and lightning, and at this moment it seemed to have turned into a real lightning, about to split Song Qingshu into fly ash.

I have to say that this move is powerful. Wherever he went, the boulders were directly chopped by thunder and lightning, the trees were burned, and the earth became scorched.

Change to other Golden Core Stages, even if it is the 9th Golden Core Peak, let alone being directly touched, as long as it is within three meters of him, it will probably be instantly burned into coke.

"Success!"

In a blink of an eye, the head of Lan Lei Zong had rushed to Song Qing's writing, and with a palm with infinite thunder power, he patted Song Qingshu.

"Death!"

But at this time, the smile on the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth became stronger, he just pushed it out with a flat palm, and met the head of Lan Leizong.

In an instant, the electric lights interlaced in the air, and the silver snakes danced wildly.

The originally bright sky was filled with dark clouds again when the palms were connected, and the big raindrops fell instantly.

Then he fixed his eyes and looked in the direction of Song Qingshu.

Only seeing Song Qingshu, who should have been defeated in an instant, stood steadily on the spot at this moment, and there was no loss at all!

"How could this be!"

The head of Lan Lei Zong's heart suddenly chilled, feeling that something bad happened.

"Excuse me, when I was promoted to the golden core, I formed the colorful golden core, and... also caused the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation did not kill me, you want to use this little lightning to kill me ?"

Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"not good!"

When the head of Lan Lei Zong saw this scene, he didn't even think about it.

But Song Qingshu flipped his hand and directly clasped the wrist of Lan Lei Zong's head. Then, with a fierce force and a thud, the head of Lan Lei Zong was knocked to the ground directly by him, and the ground shook fiercely. .

Suddenly, the head of Lan Leizong, who was already seriously injured, was shattered with his aura, unable to get up for a short time.

"Eight poles collapse!"

In the next second, Song Qingshu slapped the felled Lan Leizong chief.

With a muffled sound, the head of Lan Leizong's chest sank down to the naked eye for a moment.

"Tong back fist!"

Immediately afterwards, Song Qingshu once again hit the place before.

With a wow, the head of Lan Lei finally spit out blood.

But Song Qingshu didn't stop, he directly urged the eighteen palms of Jianglong to come out, and printed them firmly in the same place.

Bang bang bang!

There was a series of explosions. After Lan Leizong's chest sank this time, it failed to return to normal. The blood he spurted was also mixed with pieces of internal organs.

"Let... let me go!"

Suddenly, the head of Lan Lei Zong said with difficulty.

"I won't let the tiger go back to the mountain!"

Song Qingshu sneered, and directly displayed the Great Desolate Prisoner's Heavenly Hand. In a short time, the dark clouds all over the sky condensed a large black hand with lightning.

At this moment, Lan Lei Zong's head shot out a large internal organ, and his chest collapsed directly.

In the next second, Lan Leizong's head tilted to one side feebly, and his breath gradually broke.

"Won!"

Seeing this scene, Li Fuji and others in the distance couldn't help but burst into cheers.

The many monks who opposed the Blue Thunder Sect in Tianxiaguan were even more ecstatic, directly rising into the sky, performing various exercises, and killing them straight towards the disciples of Blue Thunder Sect.

The disciples of Lan Lei Zong saw that their head was dead, their complexion changed suddenly, and when they thought that their elders had been killed long ago, they simply rubbed the soles of their feet and got up to escape!

"Can't let them escape, kill!"