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"vomit!"

"Are you sure you want to push me to death? If I go crazy, you definitely want to be buried with me!"

Qingxue vomited a mouthful of blood, her eyes were so gloomy that she glanced at Song Qingshu, full of anger, but not afraid of panic, and it was enough to see that he still had a hole card.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to kill you. I don't want to drive you to a desperate situation. No matter what hole cards you have, I will kill them all!"

"dead!"

Song Qingshu turned into a giant hand with the word "Bing", which surrounded the avenue of mist, came from the sky, and went straight to the snow!

Chapter 615

"Just cheating you, what can you do?"

Song Qingshu took another step, the sky was trembling, and the killing intent over the sky was surging like waves, and the Qingxue was full of cold sweat.

Qingxue was faintly faint, as if seeing the terrible scenes of Asura everywhere, covered in blood.

Boom!

Song Qingshu waved his palm, and a pair of giant palms full of mist appeared between the sky and the sky, and the sky was shattered with the palm of the hand.

There was a muffled sound.

The giant palm swept over Qingxue's body, smashing it to pieces, and flying flesh and blood.

"what!"

"Damn it, Song Qingshu! Even if I fight for this life, I will take you away!"

Qingxue covered half of her body with her hand, and cried out in pain.

Immediately Qingxue raised his finger, Feishu tapped his arm several times, and stopped the gurgling blood.

Immediately, Qingxue looked fiercely, took out a half-foot-long broken dagger from her storage bag, and looked at Song Qingshu and cursed coldly.

"Ding, the system prompts to detect that the broken short sword in Dao Qingxue's hand contains strong curse power, please be careful of the host!"

Listening to the system prompt, Song Qingshu couldn't help but raised his sword eyebrows, his face showed a solemn expression for the first time.

This curse power is the most imperceptible power in the world, and it is also the most difficult to guard against weird power.

In the face of the power of the curse, there is no other good way except to break it face to face with extremely strong strength, so it is extremely tricky.

Even Song Qingshu was unwilling to face this ghost.

"Destroying my life, burning my remains, cursing from the sky, killing infinite intent!"

Qingxue pointed at Song Qingshu with a broken short sword, and then called out while vomiting blood.

In a short span of time, Qingxue spit out dozens of blood.

The essence and blood were all sprinkled on the short blade, and the short blade that had absorbed the blood became blood-red all over for a while, and then looked extremely strange.

After vomiting those blood, Qingxue seemed to have lost half of her life.

The face that was already fair was even more bloodless, whiter than rice paper. As her face turned white, Qingxue's whole body became very weak, obviously paying a painful price.

"Can't let his curse succeed!"

Watching Qingxue's actions, Song Qingshu's heart trembled, knowing that something very bad might happen next.

"Stop him! This is the last way we can kill him! If it doesn't work, then we all have to die!"

Qingxue vomited a mouthful of blood, and then roared hysterically, screaming sternly, as if the wounded wolf king was calling its people.

"Stop Song Qingshu! Even if one person can only stop him for a moment!"

The meditation monk was fierce, and then all the people who still had the ability to fight were surrounded by Song Qingshu at any cost, and did not take a step back no matter how Song Qingshu shot.

"The Great Dharma Body!"

"King Kong casts a spell!"

"The fairy chain!"

...

The monks who were besieged in front of Song Qingshu used their most powerful moves to intercept Song Qingshu, gaining the most important time for Qingxue.

Suddenly, the golden Buddha came riding on a green lion, reciting Buddhist words.

A chain of indestructible iron chains protruded from the void, bound to Song Qingshu's body.

"piss off!"

In the face of such powerful secret methods, Song Qingshu just yelled, then glanced coldly.

Rumbling.

The head of the green lion under the Buddha exploded, and the golden Buddha opened a big hole in his chest, and then screamed and fell down.

The iron chain links in the sky are broken, and the sky is full of iron filings after the broken chains.

After seeing the breaking ten thousand laws, Song Qingshu immediately raised his foot and stepped hard, and a muffled sound spread throughout Qianshan and Xingyu.

Then Qianshan collapsed and turned into dust and dispersed in the wind.

Then the stars fell, and mountain-like meteorites fell to the world.

puff!

Under this soft sound, several people were drunk to death, turned into a pool of blood and fell.

The powerful meditation monks and other generations united, and they couldn't even resist Song Qingshu's style, but after two breaths, they were all beaten out.

Although the two-breath period is short, it is sufficient.

In the two-interest time.

Qingxue took out another villain woven with rotten cloth from the storage bag, and then dipped her blood into the villain's eyebrows and wrote the words Song Qingshu.

Then he raised the blood-red broken sword and slashed to the frontal bone of the villain.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

Qingxue's face was completely pale at this time, and his grinning smile made him look like an evil spirit crawling out of the underworld.

at this moment.

Song Qingshu felt an indescribable sense of threat.

The sense of threat made him stand upright, and the frontal bones on his head hurt, as if a peerless blade was approaching, and he was about to pierce Song Qingshu's skull.

And this sense of threat.

So close!

Suddenly!

This is the most vicious curse in the world. It is a life-threatening curse. Everyone is equal before it. There are only two possibilities, either life or death!

At this point, Song Qingshu felt the sea shake.

Among the sparks and sparks, Song Qingshu washes the red dust, the human body treasures, etc., unearthed, all opened like instinctive consciousness.

What kind of eye-opening, six senses, thunder robbery emerges in the flesh and blood of Song Qingshu, and the gods come to the world among the bones.

One thought of Lotus birth.

The sun and the moon trembled.

Under the threat of this extreme crisis, all kinds of human treasures in Song Qingshu's body appeared in the first time!

Then Song Qingshu's eyebrows were glowing, Tongtiandao's eyes widened, and a kind of Taoist singing came from it.

Immediately, a ray of colorful Daoguang shot out, splitting the void, and wiping out the terrifying curse.

"puff!"

The power of curse was wiped out, and Qingxue's heart was stirred to vomit blood.

The villain in his palm was directly turned into ashes, and the blood-red broken dagger was directly broken, Qingxue's vitality was greatly injured.

"Do not kill me!"

Qingxue Qiqiao bled and knelt directly on the ground, calling out in a low voice.

Song Qingshu said nothing, calmly stretched out his finger and tapped.

Puff, Qingxue's head exploded, and the primordial villain hiding in his brain was wiped out into ashes.

"The strongest is dead. Are you also going to accompany him?"

Song Qingshu smiled lightly, and said with a smile looking at the meditation monk and others like ghosts.

"What on earth do you want to do, are you really so happy if you kill us..."

"Stay in the line for everything, Song Qingshu, can't I quit Dengxian Road!?"

"Otherwise, I will help you chase down the meditation cultivator together? She confuses the crowd with deceitful words! Should be killed!"

Now that the battle has arrived, the people here know how difficult the situation is, and there is no suspense, except that the meditation monk is holding Xia Ye's head and fleeing like a bereaved dog.

Others confessed their fate and knelt before Song Qingshu, begging for forgiveness.

Chapter 616

"From the moment you shot, you should have thought that I would be chased to death."

"Now I kneel before me and kowtowing for mercy, don't you think it's too stupid?"

Song Qingshu glanced at the person kneeling in front of him like an emperor scrutinizing his minister, sneered, and said with open lips.

Hear that.

The group of monks who had been forced into desperation looked at each other, looking at each other.

Boom!

Then everyone flew in the direction where the meditation monk had just escaped.

In the desperate escape, the speed of these people is so fast that they are incomprehensible, just like streams of light in the sky.

But no matter how they flee, Song Qingshu took one step and came to the forefront of their team, cutting off all their retreat.

Someone screamed and fled in different directions without giving up the hope of survival.

Someone knelt directly on the ground, no longer daring to escape from Song Qingshu’s hands, but crying and begging for mercy: "Brother Song, can I just sit down and have a talk, let me go for the time being, I am The prince of the western world, I don't want to die."

"My master is the ancestor of the void, I have a very bright future..."

Let others beg.

However, Song Qingshu just shot one after another indifferent and unspoken, with one finger on top of each other, and a flower appeared on the heads of all those who begged for mercy.

Then Song Qingshu stepped out in the air, chasing and killing the group of meditation monks without rush or impatientness.

In fact, at the level of Song Qingshu's cultivation, he could completely kill them all while turning his hands.

But before the meditation monk and others were unwilling to make Song Qingshu die too happy, then Song Qingshu naturally couldn't make them too happy.

"Fleeing separately, we can only become living targets when we gather together. Only when we are scattered can we have that vitality!"

The meditation monk looked at the remaining seven or eight monks around him, gritted his teeth, and then spoke with his lips.

Hear the words.

A cultivator who had practiced the body method streamer to Dacheng was the first to leave the team of meditation cultivators and others, and then directly threw them down and flew to the southwest.

"what!"

Just when the others were planning to disperse their actions, a sorrowful scream came.

Immediately there was blood splattering between the sky and the sky, and the monk who had just left the team was directly beaten into flesh by Song Qingshu, causing him to die on the spot.

Listening to that scream.

The meditation monk and others changed their colors: