Chapter 835

Song Yuansong didn't dare to be careless. When he came up, he moved the power of the true spirit, opened the strongest mode and cut Li Daochong with a sword.

Li Daochong dodged continuously and was annoyed. He tolerated it again and again. These guys even attacked him.

"Hum!"

Li Dao snorted coldly, his fingers scratched in the air, and a purple brilliance soared into the air.

Take the finger as the knife and the Qi as the guide. It's a magic skill. It's handy.

Song Yuansong holds the Qingyang long sword and cuts it out with a sword. With a terrible sword rainbow, he plays the Song family's strongest ancient sword skill.

The ninth part of "flying immortal beyond the sky" is a visitor from outside the sky.

Miso!

The canopy lights up a large dead swamp.

Song Yuan song saw that the young man in purple couldn't escape. He hit him with his bare hands in a hurry, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

"Boy, you're dead."

Yu Qingyao and Mu Wanrong are stunned. They know that song Yuansong is very powerful. After all, they are the tenth evil spirit in the list of Tianjiao.

But in recent years, song Yuansong has never fought with anyone. The most recent time was two years ago when he had a duel with a refining virtual peak friar.

Both of them did not make full use of their strength, relying on the strength shown by song, yuan and song song at that time.

Yuqing ShangXu official promoted his ranking on the Tianjiao list by three places.

Go straight from the original thirteen to the tenth.

Don't underestimate the change of three rankings. This jump is much more difficult than the promotion of thousands of rankings at the bottom of the ranking.

The top ten is another level.

At that time, it caused quite a stir, and song Yuansong officially entered the sight of lingzun.

But at this time, the second daughter was shocked to see the sword magic power released by song Yuansong.

If they were against song, yuan and song song, they might not be their opponents. This usually cynical childe brother is so good.

His behavior blinded everyone.

"Song Yuansong won." Yu Qingyao whispered to herself.

Mu Wanrong on one side nodded gently. Her face was a little bitter in surprise. Even song Yuansong was so strong that the competition was becoming more and more difficult.

Bang! Boom

The purple awn and the sword awn collided fiercely, and a terrible shock wave broke out in an instant.

The fog on the dead swamp was blown away, and the swamp became clear and bright.

The impact waves flattened an area of tens of kilometers.

Song Yuansong smiled proudly. The Song family's flying fairy outside the sky is a peerless sword technique handed down from ancient times. He has practiced to the Ninth level, which even the family don't know.

He is going to make a splash in this competition. Just now he saw that the purple shirt youth was so powerful that he had to sacrifice this killer mace for the sake of insurance.

Miso!

Just as song Yuansong's smile began to show, zimang split the sword and felt a flash in front of him.

"No..." song Yuansong only had time to spit out a word, and was cut in half by purple awn.

Song Yuansong's unbelievable eyes gradually separated, and then his bodies swelled inside and outside.

Bang bang, the two halves of the body exploded at the same time, and went to the resurrection point.

Li Daochong thought hard and collected all the items dropped from Song Yuansong into his Nayu ring.

The war achievements soared by more than 900000.

Li Daochong didn't expect this guy to have so many war achievements. In his eyes, song Yuansong's strength is not so good.

After seeing the strength of real demons like Feng Qichang, Li Daochong's vision naturally improved a lot.

Yanfeng's strength is also far above this guy. Although the magic power he just released is indeed expected, it's still close to the real master.

Hiss!

Yu Qingyao and Mu Wanrong took a breath at the same time. They never dreamed that song Yuansong, who played such a terrible magic power, was easily killed by the purple shirt youth.

To be exact, it's a second kill. It's effortless.

The two women's brains were blank, and the scene in front of them had exceeded their cognition.

The magic power sent by the Purple Shirt Youth looks obviously not powerful. Why did it break the sword of song, yuan and song song?

Yu Qingyao and Mu Wanrong are still like this, not to mention Kong Wu and you Li. Chen Feng is stupid directly.

Five people instantly felt an invisible pressure on their faces, and felt that they would be lost at any time.

They are now as powerful as unarmed civilians. They have no resistance to fully armed special forces.

"Who the hell are you?" Yu Qingyao's heart was choppy and even afraid, but Yu Qing's status as the seventh in the Tianjiao list of the Taixu Republic made her unable to counsel and insisted on asking in a cold voice.

"I've been asking who I am all the way here. Li is very strange. Didn't the person who asked you to chase Li give you a spiritual portrait?" Li Daochong couldn't help feeling funny.

Now jiuxuan gods are encircling and suppressing the contestants of Nankun Empire, and the ultimate goal is Li Daochong.

But all the way, Li Daochong met countless contestants, and none of them recognized him.

Clearly, these guys don't know what Li Daochong looks like, but they all wave flags and shout to kill Li Daochong.

Yu Qingyao and Mu Wanrong were stunned at the same time, and their eyes looking at Li Daochong became more and more blurred.

They naturally heard the meaning of Li Daochong's words, but they couldn't believe that the purple shirt youth with the power to kill song, yuan and song song was the Li Daochong wanted by wanmiao magic talisman and Han Po looked for everywhere.

They always thought that Li Daochong was a despicable and sinister young friar. He used some sinister tricks to plot against the contestants of the magic talisman, leading to a group attack.

In fact, my own strength will not be strong enough. I guess I'm a thief with a sly appearance.

I can't imagine that Li Daochong would be a handsome young monk in a purple gown.

The picture of imagination and the picture of reality can't overlap at all.

"Are you Li Daochong?" Mu Wanrong didn't believe.

Li Daochong looked down and didn't answer. He just said, "do you say this knife is yours?"

Cluck, Mu Wanrong's heart jumped violently. She forgot this stubble and thought it was an excuse for the purple shirt youth to win the treasure.

But now, I'm afraid what others say is true. With this strength, if you want to win the treasure, there's no need to find any messy excuses. It's just to kill.

Mu Wanrong hardened her head and said, "good."

Li Daochong looked cold. "You lied. Li gave this knife to a friend. How could it be yours? Li didn't see you before today. If he didn't want to go to the resurrection point, he would tell you how to get this knife. Otherwise, don't blame Li for killing."

While talking, Li Daochong's momentum was completely different from that just now. The terrifying aura was overwhelming and generally subdued Mu Wanrong.

They were so frightened that they trembled and were directly bullied. They suddenly felt that the yuan God was unstable and uncomfortable. It was a little hard to float in the air.

Mu Wanrong swallowed her mouth and her eyes were full of complex brilliance. At ordinary times, the pride of the proud woman of heaven disappeared. She didn't want to go to the resurrection point. Her hard accumulated combat achievements would drop sharply once they were halved and tested in the first round.

But being threatened like this, Mu Wanrong's self-esteem forced her to be stubborn and unable to give in.

Firmly biting his lower lip, Mu Wanrong stared at Li Daochong.

Pop!

Several people had no response at all. Li Daochong had appeared in front of Mu Wanrong, with one hand clasped around Mu Wanrong's neck. He couldn't see the meaning of pity.

Mu Wanrong felt great strength coming from her neck and felt that her neck was going to be broken.

This is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is that Mu Wanrong's yuan God was also pinched by a nothingness hand.

In other words, if you really want to pinch it down, even people and the yuan God will be crushed, and there is nowhere to escape.

"Don't you say it yet?" Li Daochong said coldly.

Ho ho

A slight purple light flashed on her hand, and Mu Wanrong gave a stuffy hum. She immediately smelled sweat on her forehead and was in great pain.

If you feel struck by lightning, it's really sour and refreshing.