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It was an army in heavy armor.

Although the heavy armor on his body is uglier than the black steel armor.

But the strength gap represented by the two is the distance between clouds and mud.

The Heavy Armored Army is an army whose entry standard is the top of the Jindan Ninth Layer.

And the controller of this army must reach the fourth level of Nascent Soul.

And there are as many as five people in control.

In other words.

The strength of this heavy armored army can sweep almost all corners of the world.

Qingyou Hall where Tang Xun lives.

Baixue Temple where Li Zhan practiced his sword.

The burial ground where Moxiejia retreated.

Except that the people in these three places cannot win.

This heavy armored army is invincible in the world!

Xia Houli, the leader of the Black Steel Army, thought of this, and the smile on his mouth gradually rose.

Xia Houli knew about the conflict between Mo Xiejia and Song Qingshu.

So Xia Houli guessed.

Song Qingshu will inevitably weaken the strength of the Black Feather Evil Sect before Mo Xiejia leaves the pass.

But he didn't think Song Qingshu would attack him.

Because the Black Steel Army is too strong.

If it weren't for Mo Xiejia on the main sect, the Black Steel Army would have already become the main sect!

Just when Xia Houli was lamenting that his life was not at the right time.

A man dressed in white stood at the foot of the Black Steel Army Mountain.

Maybe Xia Houli doesn't know yet.

The invincible Black Steel Army in his eyes is about to face the most terrifying enemy ever.

That person was Song Qingshu.

"There are great taboos in the air, so can't we go through the air?"

Song Qingshu walked to the foot of the peak where the Black Steel Army was, and raised his head.

He looked at the looming Dao formation in the sky, and murmured.

Just as Song Qingshu kept looking at the layout of Heigangshan.

A group of Golden Core monks dressed in light black clothes.

Like densely packed ants coming out of their holes.

Song Qingshu was surrounded in a few breaths.

"Who are you?"

"Come to the foot of my Black Steel Army Peak for no reason, what is your intention?"

"Tell me, where did you come from as a spy? If you don't tell me, I will let you taste what life is better than death!"

The Jindan monks looked at Song Qingshu's unfamiliar face, although they were a little afraid at first.

But as everyone felt that Song Qingshu was also the strength of Jindan Yazhong.

The fear in their hearts suddenly drifted away.

He started pointing at Song Qingshu's nose and cursing without fear.

Facing the clamor of the group of six-fold Golden Core monks in front of him.

Song Qing's expression was not moved at all.

He looked at the peak of the Black Steel Army self-satisfied, nodding and sighing from time to time.

Just when Song Qingshu was looking at a thousand-year-old pine tree on the peak, feeling the aura of greatness in it.

A dao sword that shone with splendor broke through the slightly cold air and the remaining mist.

With a snort, the Dao sword was directly inserted into Song Qingshu's chest.

clang!

Following a burst of sparks, the dao sword seemed to be inserted into Song Qingshu's body.

Because the blade of the sword seemed to be an inch shorter than before.

The golden core monks looked at the shorter sword and shouted excitedly.

"Good job!"

"Haha, I think this person is a lunatic, just stab him to death with a random sword!"

"It's boring, it's boring, it's gone..."

The voices of the people have not yet finished speaking.

In the crowd of Golden Core cultivators, someone suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and looked at Song Qingshu with a pale face: "My sword?"

Song Qingshu lowered his head slightly, looking at the sword on his chest.

Seeing that the blade of the sword was bent, but the Dao sword never pierced his clothes and skin, he sneered: "Sorry, your sword is a little soft, it seems to be bent."

Immediately Song Qingshu put his thumb on his fingers and flicked hard.

Snapped!

The splendor-exuding blade of the sword was shattered into countless fragments.

Chapter 341 A Safe Bet

With the Dao sword being shattered.

The Golden Core cultivator who just attacked Song Qingshu vomited blood again.

There seemed to be food eaten last night in the blood.

Snapped!

The Golden Core cultivator's footsteps were flimsy and he kept shaking his body.

Later, I don't know whether he died or lost his strength.

With a soft sound.

The Golden Core cultivator fell into the blood and vomit, splashing a turbid flower, which was extremely disgusting.

"How dare you?"

"who are you!"

The other Jindan monks who surrounded Song Qingshu looked at the man lying in the pool of blood, their faces turned pale, and shouted to Song Qingshu in horror.

Song Qingshu ignored it.

Lift your feet and walk towards the mountain.

step.

two steps.

Three steps.

Four steps.

……

Song Qingshu never deliberately showed murderous intent.

However, with a smile on his face at this time, he was like Shura.

He didn't yell at good dogs for not getting in the way of those words.

No one in front of him dared to stop him.

that's it.

He walked forward with fluttering white clothes.

The formation at the foot of the mountain glowed slightly, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered here, as if they wanted to present a big gift to Song Qingshu, a visitor.

However, Song Qingshu only took four steps lightly.

Snapped……

There was a sound like glass shattering.

The formation under Song Qingshu's feet also shattered directly into the sky.

Apart from the faint fluorescence scattering, this supposedly powerful formation could no longer bring any other welcome to Song Qingshu.

that's it.

Song Qingshu walked into the white mist at the foot of the mountain like a tourist.

After turning a few turns, Song Qingshu's figure disappeared in front of the group of Jindan monks.

Follow Song Qingshu away.

This group of Golden Core cultivators, who were extremely proud on weekdays, slumped on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Quick... quickly use the sound transmission talisman, someone is breaking into the mountain!"

After a long time, some of the Jindan monks remembered their mission and shouted hastily.

"What's the matter?"