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But the knife in the masked man's hand could no longer fall.

Because Song Qingshu is here!

Song Qingshu has seen it since these masked men attacked the Huahua trio.

Thus gave up to continue to temper the body.

It's just a little bit late because there is some distance after all.

Fortunately, he arrived in time.

Song Qingshu was standing there, raising his left hand, and tightly holding the knife cut by the masked man with all his strength.

The dazzling eyes were full of surprises, and he knew that his elder brother would not leave him alone.

But the next moment, Huahua's expression changed drastically.

Because he saw that from Song Qingshu's hands, dripping blood was dripping.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, no one would notice the little girl's eyes.

But at this time, there was a trace of panic and annoyance in Huahua's eyes.

But it made her whole person's thoughts change again...

Of course, Song Qingshu didn't even notice the little girl behind him at this time.

"To bully a kid, you really have the ability!"

Song Qingshu's tone was very indifferent, especially the pair of angry rays that made the masked person in front of him extremely shocked.

Others can't see clearly, but he is so close to Song Qingshu, how can he see clearly.

He cut it with all his strength.

But the person in front of him caught his knife empty-handed.

Even, just broke the palm a little!

Although his sword is inferior to Heavenly Slaying Dragon or True Martial Sword, it is also a treasured sword, cutting iron like mud!

He can cut even ordinary swords with a single stroke.

What's more, he cut with all his strength.

But this Song Qingshu?

How could this be possible? Has his body reached an invulnerable state?

Why did he take this full-strength knife empty-handed, and it just scratched the skin?

The masked man was terribly shocked, and the gesture was to take the treasure back.

But even if he tried his best, he couldn't move the sword.

Chapter 32: Thunder and Heavy Rain, Heads All Over

At this time, all the masked people around saw that Song Qingshu had left Tie Zhu and walked out of the range where thunder and lightning might spread.

How could they miss such a good opportunity, they shot one after another, and came to Song Qingshu.

However, Song Qingshu didn't seem to see them, still looking at the person in front of him.

Suddenly, Song Qingshu pulled hard.

In an instant, the knife in the hands of the masked man was snatched by Song Qingshu.

After that, Song Qingshu changed his hand to hold the handle of the knife and slashed it towards the masked man.

"Do not!"

A sad scream sounded, but the sound stopped abruptly.

Because Song Qingshu's knife didn't show any mercy at all, it actually split the masked man in half, causing bloody internal organs to fall to the ground.

Didn't he just want to treat Huahua like this?

So now, Song Qingshu just killed him in his own way.

The blood shot out, but it didn't even contaminate Song Qingshu.

After beheading that person, Song Qingshu's figure flashed before he came to Li Wuwang and Deng Wu'an who were struggling to support them.

One knife after another.

Heads shot up one by one, and the overbearing figures Li and Deng couldn't help trembling in their hearts.

They knew that they were afraid that the young master was really angry this time!

"Protect Huahua!"

After Song Qingshu left such a sentence, he turned and walked towards the people behind him without hesitation.

Li and Deng did not dare to say much, and quickly came to Huahua, watching from left to right, all three of them focused on Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu threw it away, and the sword pierced through the air, nailing a first-rate master to the ground.

Then, with his bare hands, he walked towards the rest of the people step by step.

In the sky, lightning and thunder continued, and the pouring rain just fell.

In an instant, it was this world that was covered with a hazy veil!

The pouring rain dilutes the blood, as if trying to cover up this killing!

The masked people couldn't help stopping. They originally wanted to take advantage of Song Qingshu to rescue the Huahua three people.

But who would have thought that Song Qingshu's movements could be so fast!

Six first-rate masters were killed instantly by him!

However, although these people were shocked by Song Qingshu's strength, they were not afraid.

Because in fact, there are three innate masters among them, enough to suppress everything!

Although these people are covering their faces, after all, they can only hide their faces.

For the real masters who have been famous for a long time, people don't actually need to look at their faces, just by looking at their dresses and actions, they can already guess their identity.

So, don't look at these people just getting together temporarily, but now they have unconsciously formed an organizational structure.

Undoubtedly, this group of masked people is now spontaneously headed by the burly man, the old man with the sword back, and the man in black covered in a cloak.

The rain keeps falling, ticking...

"Everyone, the Peerless Book of Heaven must be on this kid, otherwise, based on his age, it is impossible to have such a cultivation level!"

"Yes, that's right, as long as we take down this kid, we can share the secrets in the Peerless Book of Heaven!"

"Don't be afraid, there are so many of us, he is only one person, can he still want to defeat us!"

...

The masked people seem to be cheering each other up, but unfortunately, this has exposed their fear.

Suddenly, the old man with the sword back snorted and said, "Huh, if you are afraid, you can get out now. The old man will not keep you. There is only one Song Qingshu, the old man is enough!"

"Old stuff, you want us to go, do you want to swallow this peerless book?"

"This Song Qingshu is indeed a young handsome, but he was struck by thunder and lightning just now, and he went through a fight again. I don't believe he was harmless!"

The burly man interrupted suddenly.

However, Song Qingshu's mouth bends slightly unconsciously.

It's a double act, a red face and a white face. Isn't it just to dispel the fear of those people?

But a pity, no matter what they are doing, Song Qingshu is bound to kill today!

The Zhenwu sword was picked up by Huahua again and held in her arms.

But Song Qingshu was not ready to take it.

Just as these people were talking, Song Qingshu's figure moved.

This movement was as rapid as thunder.

Three thousand thunderbolts were activated instantly, making Song Qingshu's figure difficult to be contemplated.

"Others, how did he disappear!"

Someone said in shock.

But just as he was speaking, a scream came from beside him.

When the masked people look around.

They only saw one of their companions flying into the air at this time, with blood flying in the nose and mouth, and the chest had been severely deformed!

"Song Qingshu is there!"

Someone is reminding loudly, but his reminder is of no use.

Because at that instant, Song Qingshu's figure disappeared again!

"Suck palm!"

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand, and the inner breath moved quickly.

In an instant, a masked man moved towards Song Qingshu uncontrollably.

"Save, just me..."

The man just came and made a cry for help.

The sound turned into a scream again.

"Blow the palm of fire!"

boom!

It is as if a ball of flames suddenly rose up and burst open.

In an instant, there seemed to be a flame burning on the masked man's chest, and the whole person was ignited by the violent thunder fire, letting the rain pour in but not extinguishing!

When the masked man landed, he was already out of breath.

"Everyone, be careful, this kid has practiced evil skills!"

Evil work?

You really know how to buckle your hat!

Song Qingshu faintly glanced at the person who was speaking, but it made him tremble in his heart.

"Oh, isn't it, what I cultivate is evil? Then what do you cultivate?"

After Song Qingshu finished speaking, three thousand thunderstorms were launched again, and the figure disappeared like a ghost.

When he reappeared, he had already come to the man who had spoken before, whose whole body was enveloped in the black cloak.

"Eight poles collapse!"

boom!

Everyone only heard a loud noise, and Song Qingshu's fist had collided with the fist of the man in black.

But unexpectedly, Song Qingshu failed to kill the person in front of him this time.

However, the black cloak on his body was shattered by this blow!

The light head and the tight look of the whole body made people recognize at a glance that this was actually a disciple of Shaolin Temple!

Moreover, the practitioner turned out to be Shaolin's masterpiece that the King Kong is not bad, and he has extremely deep attainments, which is close to completion!

No wonder this person was able to resist Song Qingshu's blow, but only suffered some minor injuries.

There was a sharp look in Song Qingshu's eyes.

He hadn't guessed the identities of these people before, and even thought it was a group of demons crooked.

But at this time, I saw this person, and felt that he had at least innate strength from the previous fight.

Let Song Qingshu hate these polite hypocrites even more!