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"I said you are a group of people who do not live or die!"

"Do you want me to say it again?"

Song Qingshu drank the last sip of the sake, and squeezed the jade cup made of glazed crystals into ashes, and then glanced at these people calmly, his eyes full of indifference.

In an instant.

The Feitian Restaurant is almost extremely quiet, countless people have forgotten to eat the exquisite meals, and they are watching such a wonderful scene with their spiritual thoughts.

"Little beast, why are you so bold? Haven't you never heard of the name slaughter of demons?"

Someone stood up beside the meditation monk. This person was burly, like a hill, with double heads on his shoulders and neck, unlike humans, his face was extremely hideous.

"Tu Demon? What kind of thing, I have never heard of it, which dog is it?"

Song Qingshu sneered.

"Bastard stuff!"

Tu Mo was originally a rough-minded master, listening to Song Qingshu's irony, how could he care about the rules of God?

With a violent roar, Tu Mo directly drew a large hammer from the void and swung it toward Song Qingshu.

"Brother Tu Mo! You are breaking the rules."

The meditation monk watched Tu Mo's move, secretly happy in his heart, but pretended to be particularly worried.

"The original spirit kills, the god is in the world!"

Tu Mo's attack relied on the general trend of heaven and earth, even if Song Qingshu's physical strength was against the heavens, he did not dare to take the move.

However, Song Qingshu still didn't see this Tumo.

Just when the hammer was worthy of hitting Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu snorted coldly in his heart, and then there was brilliance flashing between his brows.

A primordial villain flew out of Song Qingshu's eyebrows, and then flew in again.

It was too fast to imagine, several times faster than Tianyu Xunlei, the whole process was unexpectedly unnoticed.

Puff!

Tu Demon Consciousness Sea suddenly shattered, the primordial spirit was dim, as if being stepped on by a god, and then Tu Demon's hill-like body fell directly to the ground, embarrassed and funny.

Chapter 607: Can't Wait

Tu Mo is also considered to be a prestigious powerhouse on the entire Dengxian Road. Although he has never been famous on the Dengxian Heaven Ranking, his strength is definitely not bad.

According to legend, Tu Mo this person once directly swallowed a large-scale sect with his power and power, killing people like a numb, cruel and cruel.

Such a person is extremely terrifying even in today's restaurants.

No one can believe that Song Qingshu can kill it without a single blow.

But now the facts have really happened, surprising and unbelievable.

"This is how the same thing?"

"Who saw it?"

"That Demon Tu fell to the ground by himself! Song Qingshu didn't even make a move?"

"This is too dreamy, unbelievable, what happened?"

Seeing Tu Mo's sorrowful appearance of foaming foam at his mouth, the people in the Feitian Restaurant began to discuss it, and they did not believe what they saw.

"what have you done?"

Xia Ye stood upright, looked at Song Qingshu coldly, killing intent flashed in her eyes, and shouted.

Song Qingshu sneered indifferently:

"What can I do, I just looked at him and he fell down. Could it be me to blame?"

The meditation monk squatted down, brushed his hand on Tu Mo's forehead, and found out what happened to the Divine Sense induction Tu Mo.

After a while.

The meditation monk's face became extremely furious and panicked from the indifference from the beginning: "The Sea of ​​Consciousness is broken, the soul is damaged, and the Tumo has become a useless person!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Brush it!

Under the sign of Xia Ye.

The monk who had been sitting around the meditation monk suddenly stood upright, and suddenly there were five or six people. They looked at Song Qingshu coldly, suppressing people with force and killing intent, as if to slaughter people here.

Qingxue's complexion is green:

"Song Qingshu! You are too vicious, but in the competition, you actually abolished Brother Tu with a single blow?"

The people in the Feitian Restaurant thought Song Qingshu would be indifferent and satirical, but they didn't expect him to say fairly straightforwardly: "What's wrong with abolishing him?"

"Flies, insects, and dogs like you, I have killed millions of them. What do you want to kill him?"

Listening to Song Qingshu's words, the faces of Xia Ye, Qingxue and others became colder and colder.

They never thought that Song Qingshu actually dared to do something in the restaurant, and that they could not get a trace of evidence.

"You go!"

Qingxue tilted her head slightly and opened her lips to a monk around her.

The man nodded, then walked out with a swagger, and said coldly, "Although others can't see clearly, I know you must have used some kind of trick to let the Demons die before the battle!"

"Song Qingshu, who are you really? You're just a despicable villain who sneaks behind you! Do you dare to fight against my light? I will take you to the top in ten moves!"

Hear the words.

"I'm not as good as others, so I said I used a trick and became a villain. How stupid?"

Ye Fan glanced at him contemptuously, and then said:

"In addition, if you want to fight with me, are you worthy? Why do you need ten tricks, one can kill you!"

When Song Qingshu said these words, he blessed the words with the mighty power of the soul.

His words are neither high nor low, but the words are sonorous, like a thunderstorm in winter, with a tyrannical killing intent overwhelming the sky!

puff!

Song Qingshu's words only touched this person for a moment, and his face was pale, and a rain of slander and blood appeared in his sea of ​​knowledge, washing the monk like a mountain torrent.

"Song Qingshu! Suffer to death!"

In the killing intent, this powerful monk vomited a mouthful of blood, then roared, as if to vomit the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Then the monk flew directly and kicked the chair made of beautiful jade to pieces, walked directly towards Song Qingshu, drew out a shining sword, and waved it at Song Qingshu.

"Swipe it!"

Before his sword pierced Song Qingshu's body, the sky and the earth suddenly burst into an extremely cold light.

The light flashed by, Song Qingshu turned his back to him, without turning his head back, holding a glass of muddy wine on the table, and then spilled it out. The muddy water was like a handful of muddy waves.

The turbid waves, falling from the sky, are unstoppable!The bitter light was born from this handful of turbid waves.

With a muffled bang!

The cup of dirty wine spilled by Song Qingshu hit the monk's body, smashing his chest into a big hole, and then directly knocking it into flight.

The sword in his hand was shattered into dregs, and blood was sprayed from his mouth. After flying out, he fell straight and fell into a corner of a restaurant, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

The meditation monk and the others changed their colors, sprinkled a cup of dirty wine at will, but directly knocked a strong immortal into the sky. Such a method was really too amazing, and many people couldn't help but feel jealous.

"Song Qingshu! You are really arrogant! How dare to fight in the first level?"

"It seems that you don't take Shenguan rules as a matter of course, do you? It's too much to act like this and despise the heroes. Is it possible that you want to be an enemy of everyone in the Shenguan?"

After the shock, the meditation monk swallowed his saliva and sneered with composure.

Song Qingshu looked around, his speech was calm, but there was a terrifying power that could not be concealed, like an emperor: "Who wants to be my enemy!"

"You can come out together! Song Qingshu cut them all at once!"

The hero battlefield is about to be held. No one wants to waste time on such thankless disputes. Following Song Qingshu's words, others have eaten the dishes in front of them.

With a smile on his face, the man in Chinese clothes shook his feather fan, his eyes were extremely calm, without killing intent flowing.

The monk with messy hair gnawed meat and ignored the others.

The other super masters were busy busying themselves one after another, and no one spoke.

"It seems that no one wants to be my enemy. The only ones who are my enemy are you beasts."

Song Qingshu's realm is not high today, but his Taoism is world-shaking.

When he said these words, a supreme great formation floated behind him, spread out immediately, and instantly extended to the body of the meditation monk and others.

Swallow the so-called geniuses of the meditation monk into the formation.

Boom!

Song Qingshu took a step forward, and the vitality of the world in the restaurant suddenly became unstable, turbulent, and thousands of heavens trembled.

In Song Qing's book body week, there are also cyan dragons and red fairy phoenixes appearing, like three thousand gods are chanting, rippling with supreme power, and ninety thousand asuras are shouting, spreading murderous aura.

Today's Song Qingshu has deep eyes, and there is a self-respecting spirit in every gesture, just like a god and demon traveling.

"You! What do you want to do? Private fights are not allowed in the First Divine Level. What are the ultimate moves that our heroes see on the battlefield!"

The meditation monk sensed the danger and exclaimed in horror.

Song Qingshu shrugged:

"can not wait anymore!"

Chapter 608

"can not wait anymore."

Song Qingshu shrugged, dismissed it, and spoke extremely happily. The chills rushed into the heavens and the earth's vitality, making people feel chilly.

"You said you can't wait for anything! Could it be that you thought you could kill me here alone?!"

"Song Qingshu, don't be too mad!"

Behind Qingxue, there was a monk wearing a yin-yang two-color Taoist robe and a scholar hat on his head holding a peach wood sword, proudly standing out from the crowd.

The cultivator glanced at the curve of Xia Ye's body with a corner of light, then immediately put it away, glaring at Song Qingshu, Zhengyi Lingran said.

Song Qingshu shrugged:

"Know that you want to express yourself, but you have to do everything within your means? If it's for a little girl to give your life for nothing, is it worth it?"

When Xia Ye heard the words, under his anger, the curve of her chest became more and more attractive: "Bah! The rude guy, Xuan Qing, kill him for me, don't you really want to be my Taoist companion? Kill him, Everything is easy to say!"

The Taoist man dressed in yin and yang Taoist clothes and holding a peach wood sword nodded in surprise when he heard the words, and hurriedly agreed: "Sister Xia Ye! Just look at it, but it's just a little kid, I will definitely cut it off. , Bring his head to see you."

Stop talking.

Xuan Qing swung his peach wood sword fiercely in front of him, and the heavy and astonished sword directly broke through the void of heaven and earth.

"Song Qingshu, take it to death, the Taoism must be ten thousand, the road is natural!"

After that, Xuan Qing threw the Taomu sword directly towards Song Qingshu, and with a bang, the vitality between heaven and earth was directly broken.

Then there was a light trembling, and the vermilion peach wood sword instantly changed into black and white, and turned into a black and white lightning in the sky to kill Song Qingshu.

The black-and-white mahogany sword thrown by Xuan Qing had incredibly deep avenue rules. The black and white colors were distinct, crisp, and very powerful.

With this sword alone, Xuan Qing was confident that he could kill the masters in the gods.

Therefore, Xuan Qing really didn't expect Song Qingshu to get any benefits from his own sword.

"Black and white? Do you know what a avenue is?"

Song Qingshu looked at the peach wood sword turned into black and white, sneered, and opened his lips disdainfully.