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Clang!

Song Xiao blocked the knife-wielding man again and hit him hard.

Perhaps it was because the opponent was too powerful, so he staggered slightly.

There is a gap in the left shoulder.

"Small……"

Wan Guosong was astonished, and was about to remind.

The sword-bearer had precisely grasped this loophole, grinning grinningly, stabbed Song Xiao's left shoulder with his sword.

The heart of those who can keep up with the fighting rhythm of the two sides hangs in an instant.

At a critical moment, Song Xiao twisted his shoulder... as if he wanted to avoid the sword.

But he couldn't escape completely!

Swish!

Bleeding.

Wan Guosong almost rushed out to save people.

"Humph!"

The blood-stained old man suddenly snorted coldly.

Wan Guosong felt as if struck by lightning, unable to move.

And at this moment, a sudden change occurred in the field!

Song Xiao's left shoulder was scratched by the sword-bearer, but the alloy knife in his right hand had pierced hard into the sword-bearer's heart at some point!

The battle suit with extremely strong defense ability was useless in front of Song Xiao's knife.

At the same time, Song Xiao's slightly weird figure avoided a slash from the knife-wielding man just right.

It was dangerous and dangerous, and he fell to the ground by rubbing his body.

A deep ditch was cut on the spot!

Song Xiao's stab was too deep, almost even the hilt pierced into the heart of the sword bearer.

The huge force sent the sword bearer flying backwards.

He died without even uttering a scream.

Song Xiao took advantage of the situation and performed a beautiful front somersault.

Once again, avoid the crazy knife from the knife-wielding man!

The man with the knife roared like a wild beast, and the whole person looked like a madman.

Facing Song Xiao who was unarmed, he swung his knife and slashed wildly!

A knife is as fast as a knife, and there are continuous violent sonic booms in the air.

Everyone backed away.

The trees were torn apart by the knife energy and fell like rain, and the boulders were split and scattered in all directions.

The earth was cut out of terrible deep trenches!

Song Xiao's left shoulder was injured, and the severe pain made it difficult for him to move.

He could only dodge it seemingly with difficulty.

Fortunately, the safety buckle on his chest continuously released gentle but powerful energy, protecting him.

Song Xiao fought and retreated, and the battlefield expanded and expanded.

The onlookers all hid away.

He quietly recovered his physical strength, while "flying a kite" to consume his opponent's physical strength, while looking for opportunities.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even use the Golden Body Sutra, and the golden light couldn't hurt any living beings.

But the powerful tempering brought to his body by years of practice is fully revealed at this moment.

Even many spectators have discovered that this young man from Heaven is too physically strong!

The blood-stained old man still watched calmly.

The middle-aged man and woman couldn't help but glanced at him a little curiously.

One after another, people were damaged... and they weren't in a hurry?

At this time, the situation on the court reversed again!

Song Xiao, who had been retreating all the time, suddenly stepped on her feet, and appeared in front of the knife-wielding man in three or two steps.

A large black umbrella that had not been opened suddenly appeared in his hand.

The umbrella was sharp and stabbed fiercely at the abdomen of the knife holder.

Wan Guosong narrowed his eyes slightly, this is... marksmanship?

this kid!

There are so many surprises!

The knife-wielding man, who was already a little exhausted, swung his knife to block hastily.

But he didn't expect that this was just a false move by Song Xiao.

The tip of the umbrella trembled and hummed.

Wan Guosong could see Song Xiao's real purpose almost at a glance, and couldn't help but growled in a low voice: "Shut your throat!"

really!

The big black umbrella tied in Song Xiao's hand was like a gun, and it was withdrawn instantly.

The man with the knife fell through.

The big black umbrella stabs out again, and the gun shoots out like a dragon!

It turned into a black awn, and with a puff... pierced into the throat of the knife holder.

Clang!

The alloy knife fell to the ground.

The young man instinctively stretched out his hand, trying to grab the umbrella tip that had pierced his throat.

Song Xiao took it back lightly.

Puff puff!

He was stabbed three times in the heart, stomach and right chest.

The blood flies.

The young man fell to the ground with a crash.

His body twitched uncontrollably, and he seemed to be dying.

Song Xiao is not a cold-blooded killer, killing enemies one after another, still feels uncomfortable in his heart.

But in the fierce battle, he would not be given any time to think.

The opponent is very strong, and he can't help but do his best.

At this time, the enemy has been beheaded, let alone showing any sympathy.

Can only be tense.

In fact, no matter what he does now, no one will dare to underestimate him.

The murderous aura that seemed to be real made many people present dare not look directly at him.

Song Xiao walked to the pile of tortoise shell books, picked them up one by one, and put them away.

Put away the alloy sword again.

During the whole process, the scene was silent.

Under everyone's gaze, Song Xiao finally picked up those small flying saucers that could be tied to the keychain.

Looking up and down curiously.

Then he looked at the old man shyly, and asked seriously, "Senior, how do you use this thing?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

Are you the devil?

That heroic face is very handsome and clean, with a strong thirst for knowledge.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and couldn't help grinning.

This little guy is a bit interesting.

The woman squinted her charming eyes slightly, looked at Song Xiao again and again, showing a strong interest.

When did such a young man appear in Heaven?

At this moment, everyone still can't see that this kid is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He obviously has extremely strong combat power, but he has been fighting until the end.

If the people around the old man hadn't blindly selected him as his opponent, no one would know his details until now.

It seems that Tianting... can still survive for a while.

The old man took a deep look at Song Xiao, and said lightly: "The person who killed us, dare to ask me how to use the things?"

Song Xiao's face was heavy, and he said: "There will always be times when you miss in the competition... They are too strong, I can only do my best, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Everyone suddenly looked strange.

The old man's tone was also stagnant, but the kid looked humble, but returned to him what he said just now!

"Do you think that a highly respected senior like me... really won't do anything to you?"

The old man glanced at the sky from the corner of his eyes, and looked at Song Xiao coldly: "How dare you dare to provoke me?"

Song Xiao looked at him: "You are so respected...you should be embarrassed, right?"

The old man said coldly: "That's hard to say!"

Wan Guosong and others immediately stepped forward and stood with Song Xiao.

At this moment, a sword flew from the distant sky.

From far to near, like a dazzling light, the speed is incredible!

Flying to the top of everyone's heads, the tip of the sword pointed down, hovering in mid-air.

Everyone stared blankly at the sword hanging in mid-air by itself, and there was only one thought left in their minds—the Great Cultivator!

Mind control the sword, you can take the enemy's head thousands of miles away!

The next moment, a figure appeared.

Came from afar in the sky.

He lowered his head, not knowing what he was fiddling with.

When they got close, everyone was speechless.

This mighty... is actually playing with his mobile phone!

Wan Guosong breathed a sigh of relief, the master finally came.

Song Xiao's eyes were straightened, and she thought to herself, isn't this the "Penta Killer" brother surnamed Li at the reception?

Mr. Li fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

The eyes still did not leave the phone, and the two hands were operating quickly.

"If I lose this fight, I'll kill you!"

No one knew who he was talking about, but everyone thought it was the old man.

The old man touched his chin to think, but his hands were covered with blood, and he wiped his body twice in disgust.