Projection of heavens

Clang!

The sound of the sword was heard, and wherever the sword light passed, large milky white air masses continued to compress and explode. The majestic sword force rising into the sky was thrilling, and it was like a hidden dragon rising into the sky amidst the agitation of wind and thunder!

The Seven Limits of Landslide refers to the collapsing mountain and gravel. The force of the sword is endless and sharp. It contains the power of collapsing mountains and breaking prisons, cutting rocks and cutting gullies. It is good at breaking through strong and attacking fortresses, and is the nemesis of horizontal Qi Hard Kung Fu.

boom!

Before the sword light reached his body, the strong wind tore Song Que's clothes apart.

Tap!

Facing Guizhen's landslide, Song Que lowered his hands and walked slowly:

"One sword for life, one sword for death. If you haven't seen the sky, you don't know the height. The origin of life and death is the same."

"This sword is called Heavenly Sword Slash!"

Song Que's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the overwhelming sea of ​​sword energy, an indescribable emotion flowed in his heart.

Immediately, his palm suddenly raised, and like a knife, he slashed away diagonally.

This sword was derived from the imperfect God-Emperor Fuji sword sent by Gu Shaoshang in the past twenty years.

The ninth method of the Heavenly Sword catalyzed by its own sword intention belongs exclusively to Song Que, the Heavenly Sword Slash!

Boom!

The sound of the knife roared like a thunderstorm.

A chaotic silver-white sword energy burst out from Song Que's hand. The place where it passed was calm and did not cause any waves.

The sound of the sword is clearly loud, but it also gives people a sense of silence, which is extremely magical.

But as the sword light passed through, there were tiny gaps that tore apart the space, like a big net, wiping out the sea of ​​sword light that filled the sky.

"What kind of sword technique is this!"

Guizhen's hair stood on end, and a huge fear suddenly arose in his heart.

Song Que's strike was obviously not very powerful, but it gave him the feeling that he had no escape.

It's as if the god sitting far away in the sky cuts off a sword from the sky. There is no way to avoid it and it will definitely hit.

Give him the feeling that his body and soul will be torn apart.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Gui Zhen's face was horrified, he raised his Tiger Soul Sword, slashing out thousands of knives in an instant, and the light of the sword rising up to cover the sky and the sun.

Meet Song Que's palm strike!

Tear it apart!

The sound of cracking silk sounded, like the sword energy and sword light coming from the sky, and it was suddenly torn apart by Song Que's heavenly sword.

Without any obstruction, he passed through all obstacles in an instant and struck at Guizhen's body.

Boom!

Unabated, the silver-white sword energy passed over Gui Zhen's body, tearing apart the space with a rumble.

The sharp roar in the air spread to an unknown distance.

Bang!

Gui Zhen's body stiffened to the limit, and the tiger sword in his palm fell to the ground. The sharp blade pierced the rock and disappeared on the ground.

"Heavenly Sword, Heavenly Sword Cut!"

Gui Zhen's eyes were distracted and he muttered to himself, his expression full of horror: "Awesome, awesome!"

A red line appears between the eyebrows.

Then, with a tearing sound, Gui Zhen's body split into two halves, and blood mixed with internal organs flowed all over the floor.

Whoops!

As soon as the palm sword came out, Song Que's energy suddenly dropped to freezing point, his eyes were extremely dim, his jade-like face lost its color, and the black bundle behind him suddenly turned into silver threads.

"Brother!"

"Valve Master!"

A group of people from the Song Dynasty gathered around and came forward, all of them looking worried and extremely ugly.

Song Que's appearance showed that he was completely exhausted.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Song Que waved his hands and stood upright, the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth dyeing his plain white robe red.

This Heavenly Sword Slash was already beyond his endurance.

This is his unique skill to break the void. With one slash, the void shatters away.

But now, the demon from outside the territory is attacking, and the Song Family Fort is in danger, so he can only give up the idea of ​​leaving in pieces.

Leave the essence behind and hold on for the last breath.

Bang bang! Bang bang!

As everyone in the Song clan changed their expressions, the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard.

Tap!

The burly man crossed his arms and stepped forward.

Behind him were the pharmacist and the swordsman with indifferent expressions.

The three of them looked indifferent, but they didn't seem to be sad or angry at all about the death of their companions.

Buzz!

Before Song Clan and others could speak, they only saw the overwhelming yellow torrent rushing down.

"Ah! Ah!"

Clang!

Song Lu and others stood in front of Song Que, unsheathing their swords and slashing him repeatedly.

But he was shocked to find that even if he slashed with all his strength, it was extremely difficult to kill these tiny Gu insects.

Amidst the continuous screams, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen of the Song clan's top players were reduced to bones.

"Demon!"

Song Que's face suddenly darkened, he held Song Lu behind him and staggered forward.

Zhengzhengzheng!

The sound of cold swords sounded from Song Que's body, stirring the sky. Gu insects within a dozen feet in radius fell to the ground tremblingly.

He was killed by Song Que's sword energy.

"Ah! My baby!"

The pharmacist's face twitched, and he raised his hand to call the Gu insect back, his body aching.

A pair of eyes stared at Song Que: "I didn't expect that not only did you break through three stars, but you could also kill Guizhen."

A hint of impatience flashed across the indifferent face of the burly man: "Gui Zhen, how long do you want to lie down? With your nine-life cat demon's physique, you can still die."

call!

The expressions of all the members of the Song Dynasty changed drastically. Although they didn't know what the physique the burly man was talking about, they still understood the meaning.

The terrifying swordsman who was split in half by Song Que didn't die!

"Ah! It hurts me so much!"

Suddenly, Guizhen's body, which had been split in two, squirmed and pieced together.

Granulations visible to the naked eye grew from both sides of the knife scar, and within a few breaths, he stood up intact as before.

"The Heavenly Sword, it's really..."

As he was talking, Sen Han's indifferent sword energy suddenly exploded in him.

Tear it apart!

Torn in half again!

"How can it be!"

The burly man's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Song Que with a confused look in his eyes: "A warrior who has just broken through to three stars, how can his sword energy be so powerful?"

"Pharmacist!"

The burly man's face twitched, and he spoke with some pain.

"yes!"

The pharmacist's expression was equally ugly. He flipped his palm and took out a mirror with one black side and one white side: "Damn it, I only have two chances, and I have to waste one!"

He raised his palm, and the white mirror suddenly emitted a red light, illuminating Gui Zhen's body.

Buzz!

The mirror trembled endlessly, and the red light fluctuated violently.

Within Gui Zhen's body, a silver-white sword energy rose up, turned into a line of blue smoke, and disappeared into the air.

"ah!"

At this time, Gui Zhen screamed, stood up from the ground, and the knife marks on his face were healed.

"What a heavenly sword, what a heavenly sword slash! He actually killed two of my lives in a row!"

Gui Zhen's face was dripping with cold sweat, and his heart was still frightened.

In the main temple, in addition to his sword skills, he exchanged the physique of a nine-life cat demon.

Although it was not activated, he still had two lives. He never thought that Song Que's Heavenly Sword just lingered in his body and killed two of his lives.

Not only did it destroy his nine-life cat demon physique, but it also damaged his soul.

If it weren't for the Yin-Yang Mirror, Song Que would have killed him before!

"Hmph! You waste! This Yin-Yang Mirror can only be used twice, but it was wasted on you once!"

The burly man's face was gloomy, and he glared at Guizhen fiercely, feeling heartbroken.

The Yin-Yang Mirror that the pharmacist took out before is a treasure that can only be obtained by completing specific tasks in the main temple.

Not only can it save people's lives, but it can also kill all masters below four stars.

It is the most treasured treasure of the Shengui Team.

Gui Zhen lowered his head and dared not speak.

"snort!"

The burly man snorted coldly, then looked at Song Que and said, "The four-star sword is indeed amazing! But if you didn't leave before, you won't be able to leave now!"

With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that the sword Song Que had used before was already a Void-shattering sword, a four-star god-level sword.

If Gu Shaoshang were here, he would be able to discover that Song Que's sword skill was only a three-star concentration level before, but in the eyes of the captain of the ghost team, it was a four-star sword.

You will understand that the ten-star rating of the main temple is actually one level lower than the ten-star rating of the Heavenly Mirror.

"It's a pity that Song tried his best to strike, but it didn't work."

Song Que sighed slightly, his tattered white robes dancing endlessly, and his dim eyes lit up a little: "At this time, Song still has the power of a sword. Who among you will learn from me?"

His hands dropped to his sides, and his eyes faintly looked at the four members of the Shengui Team standing in the distance.

Whoops!

The breeze blew the dust and sand, and the expressions of several members of the Shengui team flickered.

Song Que has been promoted to three stars, and the power of his life-threatening sword has reached four stars. Several people are not sure that they can take Song Que's last sword without damage.

Especially Gui Zhen, who had just escaped from Song Que's Heavenly Sword and had absolutely no intention of stepping forward at this time.

Buzz!

The ancient sword on the swordsman's back trembled, the sword intent flashed in his eyes, and he was about to step forward.

"I come!"

The burly man crossed his arms, took a step forward, and said with an indifferent expression: "Then, I will stand here, and you will kill me?"

"Brother!"

Song Lu raised his sword horizontally, his eyes full of absolute determination: "Brother, if you are here, the Song clan is here. If you are not here, the Song clan will no longer be the Song clan!"

"Valve Master, run away!"

The remaining members of the Song family shouted in unison and protected Song Que.

"Step aside!"

Song Que spoke calmly, spread out his arms, pushed Song Lu and others away, and stepped forward: "I'm not dead yet, so there is no need for you to stand up."

Song Que walked slowly, with a calm expression, neither happy nor angry.

Even if the Song family is destroyed, he, Song Que, will definitely be the first.

Buzz!

As Song Que stepped forward, the air around him shook slightly, like ripples on the water's surface.

Wow!

The sword energy flowed out of Song Que's body like a river.

Clang!

After Song Que took seven steps, his body was shaking violently, and he suddenly raised his sword and struck in the air, hitting the burly man from a distance of more than ten feet.

Amidst the roar like a thunderstorm, a chaotic silver-white sword energy streaked across the sky.

The surrounding space was like a broken mirror with small cracks opening up. In an instant, it spanned more than ten feet and came to a place three feet in front of the burly man.

"Nice knife skills!"

A cold smile appeared on the face of the burly man: "But, it's just not bad!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his palm slowly stretched out, and his palm, as wide as a cattail leaf fan, suddenly closed, and a deep sound of thunder came out the moment he clenched his fist.

It was as if the space within a few feet in front of him was being held in his palm, slightly collapsed. UU reading www.uukanｓhu． net

Immediately, he punched out!

Boom!

Layers of transparent ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared in front of the fist seal, and spread in all directions along with the terrifying sound like a thunderstorm.

The moment this punch was struck, the world suddenly darkened, and all the sword energy in the sky was exploded by the tyrannical force.

Clang!

There was a harsh sound of gold and iron.

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth.

Amid everyone's dull expressions, a giant fist comparable to a child's head struck Song Que's tyrannical sword energy.

Exploded in the air!

Whoops!

The scattered sword energy roared, pulling out countless bottomless huge knife marks on the surrounding ground.

"A mere native dares to show his teeth in front of grandpa?"

The burly man slowly retracted his fist and glanced at everyone with an indifferent expression: "An ant sitting in a well and looking at the sky knows nothing about real power."

"puff!"

Song Que spurted out a mouthful of blood and sat down, his face extremely gloomy.

Facing the words of the burly giant, there was no longer any refutation.

"Brother!"

"Valve Master!"

Amidst the shrill shouts of the Song Clan members, their bodies turned into dust bit by bit.

"Brother!"

Song Lu fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face, secretly hating his own weakness.

Reluctantly, he looked desperately at Song Que's body, which was drained of oil and dried up, slowly dissipating.

boom!

Boom!

Boom!

"Um?"

The burly man just wanted to punch and killed everyone in the Song clan.

Suddenly he looked back as if aware of something.

I saw a golden river above the sky, with a whistling sound like thunder.

It exploded at an unimaginable speed, and within a few breaths, it landed in front of Song Que.

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