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It's like a fairy moving lightly with lotus steps, with a graceful figure, floating like a fairy in a fairyland, looking at Song Qingshu and saying.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes, looking at Fairy Mo Ru who approached gracefully.

Nothing like a fairy's white cheeks, sweet smile, red lips and white teeth, alluring.

Even though Song Qingshu's Taoist heart is tenacious and his soul is not confused, under the beauty of Fairy Mo Ru, Song Qingshu still couldn't help shaking his mind.

After a moment of silence, Song Qingshu waved his hand with a smile, signaling:

"Fairy's reputation is too high. Now is the beginning. It's too early to really want to congratulate."

Fairy Mo Ru covered her mouth and chuckled, and a pleasant voice came from Song Qingshu's ear: "Song Qingshu is too modest, as the saying goes, a good start is half the battle."

"After the first Shenguan, I don't know when I will meet you, Song Daoyou. As the saying goes, meeting by chance is worse than meeting by chance. How about I buy you a drink?"

Looking at the smiling Mo Ru fairy.

Song Qingshu also had a feeling of resentment for seeing each other late, and was about to agree to the next time.

On the other side of Song Qingqiu, Yu Wenyu, who was scared away by Song Qingshu like a dead dog before, surrounded him and said, "I'm sorry, Moru Fairy, please forgive me for disturbing me. Fellow Daoist Song, I need to requisition a quarter of an hour. Is it possible?"

Listening to Yu Wenyu's careful words, Fairy Mo Ru smiled sweetly, her long skirt fluttered in the wind, like a fairy in Nanchi, she was indescribably beautiful, and said: "Fellow Daoist Yuwen, why do you need to ask me, I just ask Brother Qingshu to go It's just a cup of tea and wine, you should ask Brother Qing Shu?"

"Song Daoyou, then follow me, an old friend asked me to take you there."

Yu Wenyu bowed slightly, with a playful smile on her face, although her words were sincere, but with an undeniable tone, like an order.

Song Qingshu gave him a blank look, then shook his sleeves directly, and threw the extraordinary Yu Wenyu several feet away, looking at Yu Wenyu like a dead dog: "I am talking to Fairy Mo Ru, how can you interrupt? Give me Get lost, I'll take your head off later!"

Yu Wenyu fell heavily to the ground, with a corner of her chest dented, and was injured by Song Qingshu's sleeve, her face turned blue and red, and she almost vomited blood first.

Seeing Yu Wenyu's funny scene, the onlookers couldn't help laughing out loud, and taunted Yu Wenyu loudly: "Isn't this Yu Wenyu too embarrassing?"

"Hahaha, that's right. I thought he was so powerful before, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. It's ridiculous."

"It's fine if you're not as good as a person. If you rush in front of others and get kicked by them, what kind of thing is that? It's shameful."

Amidst the dust all over the floor and the voices of countless people talking, Yu Wenyu finally struggled to get up, her eyes were icy, and the flames of resentment and anger were burning in her eyes.

"Song Qingshu! You're going too far!"

Clang!

Yu Wenyu crushed the fine-steel jade fan, and the spine on her back rumbled.

Yu Wenyu reached behind her with her hand and pulled out her spine like a magic knife.

No one would have thought that Yu Wenyu, who looked so elegant, would be so crazy, using her body as a sheath to store this blood knife.

Now that the blood knife is pulled out, the lingering sword energy is immediately overwhelming, and the killing intent is more than three thousand feet.

"Heir of the blood knife? Yu Wenyu, you are not a good character either."

Monk Jiurou looked at Yu Wenyu, who was almost insane, and squeezed the rosewood Buddha bead chain in his hand until it was almost broken, and said with a frown.

"Brother Qingshu, you..."

Fairy Mo Ru is well-informed, and naturally understands the horror of passing on the blood knife. Looking at Song Qingshu, she was a little worried.

However, Fairy Mo Ru hadn't finished speaking, Song Qingshu waved his hand, interrupting Fairy Mo Ru's words.

"I've gone too far? Yu Wenyu, I have a debt to settle with you as early as at Feitian Restaurant!"

Looking at Yu Wenyu, who had a sharp breath, Song Qingshu still had an indifferent smile on his face, and he didn't take it seriously.

"Today I will let you know the price of arrogance!"

Driven by anger, Yu Wenyu roared furiously, bleeding from the eye sockets, and finally the blood sprinkled all over his body, turning him into a vampire Shura.

"Come to fight!"

Song Qingshu called out the black gold halberd with the word Bing, and swiped the halberd to shatter the void. After speaking, Song Qingshu raised the halberd, pointed the halberd directly at Yu Wenyu, and initiated an invitation.

"Ah! Give me death!"

Yu Wenyu roared angrily, swiped the magic blade on her spine, and slashed at Song Qingshu furiously with thousands of kills.

"You are not my opponent!"

Song Qingshu sneered, and the veins on his right arm bulged, as if being coiled by thousands of blue dragons.

boom!

Song Qingshu swung the black gold halberd horizontally, smashing the void, and slapped Yu Wenyu's spinal blood knife heavily with the halberd.

pat!

boom!

When the halberd met the blood knife, Yu Wenyu's blood knife was shattered into several pieces in just a moment, and Yu Wenyu was also swept out, turning into a pool of blood mud, scattered in the wind.

"Liu Yunxiao, why hide any more! Come out, your stupid pawn is vulnerable!"

Song Qingshu stood proudly in the wind holding his halberd, his divine sense swept out, and he suppressed it like a landslide and tsunami towards the first Shenguan.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so sharp, I really can't do it if I want to sneak attack."

The moment after Song Qingshu's spiritual thoughts filled the first gate, two men in black emerged from an inconspicuous place on the side of the street.

Liu Yunxiao, who Song Qingshu misses so much, is among them...

Chapter 691 The altar is open, let's fight

"How did you escape the city lord's divine sense, quietly leave the battlefield of heroes, and come here?"

Song Qingshu nailed the halberd heavily to the ground, and the solid floor tiles covered with moss instantly turned into dust, and the tortoise cracks expanded ten miles in an instant, and the whole first gate shook and trembled.

Song Qingshu fell to the ground with a halberd.

It's like Thor's giant hammer is bombarding Tianyu.

The rumble was endless.

Thousands of clues are as terrifying as magic sounds.

The whole world seemed to be torn into two halves, Dao Yin soared into the sky, turned into an invisible flying dragon and roared towards Liu Yunxiao.

"Disperse!"

The blue veins on Liu Yunxiao's neck popped up, and he channeled enough of the true energy in his body, roaring and roaring, his voice piercing the valley, dissolving Song Qingshu's supreme voice.

The hideous roaring invisible flying dragon was also scattered by Liu Yunxiao's roar.

"The shot is an invisible Dao sound, Liu Yunxiao, you have found me a strong opponent."

Beside Liu Yunxiao, the nameless strong man who was also covered by a black robe pulled off the black robe, exposing his chest, looked at Song Qingshu, and said indifferently.

"No matter how strong, he can still be stronger than me and the other three? Today, my identity as the successor of the blood knife has been exposed, and I will never let him go!"

Yu Wenyu, who had just been swung into a bloody mud by Song Qingshu's halberd, reconstituted her body in the bloody mud and struggled to get up.

The bloody long knife formed by the spinal cord in his hand was also put together again in a burst of blood, without any damage to the whole body.

Moreover, in a vague way, this blood-colored long knife became even more unparalleled, sharp and invincible.

"Ding, the system opens its lips. The successor of the Blood Knife is the inheritor of the Blood Valley Monster Clan. The Blood Valley Monster Clan is extremely mysterious and usually does not reveal it to the world."

"The blood knife refers to the most precious demon sword of the Blood Valley demon clan. The demon knife is passed down from generation to generation, and only one person is passed down from generation to generation. Anyone who owns the demon knife has an indestructible body that is hard to kill!"

When Song Qingshu was surprised.

In the depths of Song Qingshu's mind, the system's notification sound suddenly sounded, allowing him to instantly understand its power and mystery.

"Heir of the Blood Knife... Little Doyle."

Song Qingshu glanced at Liu Yunxiao contemptuously, and immediately skipped him, disapproving.

After jumping over Yu Wenyu, Song Qingshu chose to look at Liu Yunxiao who had been standing aside, and finally looked at the extra strong man in black.

Song Qingshu's eyes were slightly furrowed, his expression slightly dignified.

Liu Yunxiao knew what Song Qingshu meant, shrugged, Feng Qingyun smiled lightly and said, "I know there are many things you want to understand."

"But there are only three things I can tell you right now."

Song Qingshu is indifferent:

"Say!"

Liu Yunxiao sneered, stretched out three fingers, and put away one finger every time he said something: "First, the curse on my body has been lifted, and I can leave this damned place and go on the road as an immortal!"

"Second, I know that I can't deal with you alone, so I invited a powerful foreign aid, whose strength is as strong as the sky!"

"Third, Song Qingshu, you will definitely die here!"

After saying the last thing.

Liu Yunxiao pinched his right hand heavily, and with a puff, the void was trembling from being squeezed.

Hearing this, Song Qingshu took a serious look at the so-called foreign aid, and the reminder sounded in his mind again: "The island owner of the No.13 area of ​​the Heroes' Battlefield, Hei Luosha!"

Liu Yunxiao was so powerful that even the island masters of the first district on the hero battlefield were invited out.

Being able to invite the island owner, relying on the island owner's understanding of the hero's battlefield, it is not difficult to take Liu Yunxiao out, and it should even be easy, not worth mentioning.

This is the end.

All of Song Qingshu's doubts were solved, and he was no longer curious.

Then, for Song Qingshu, the rest is a battle!

"Come to fight!"

Song Qingshu held the halberd upside down, with a fighting spirit, like a god coming to the world, looked at Hei Luosha and the other three, and smiled calmly.

The atmosphere at the first Shenguan was instantly heated. No one expected that a shocking battle would begin even though they were still in the city.

"Stop it all!"

The void distorted, a blurry figure appeared, and the phantom of the city lord of the first Shenguan emerged.

The city lord glanced at Liu Yunxiao, with regret for some reason in his eyes.

Then the city lord looked at Song Qingshu again, his lips twitched, and he was about to open his mouth and whisper something.