Chapter 970

And the man in front of them who looks similar to them is a young God King!

"You... Who the hell are you?"

At this time, Wang Fei's eyes were dim and coughed blood to ask song Qingshu. Such a person is by no means an ordinary person. Why has he never been famous on the road of trial before? Otherwise, how dare he provoke such existence.

Song Qingshu stood there, smiled and said, "I am song Qingshu!"

This is a seemingly ordinary and ordinary name, but everyone present has countless reasons to believe that it will not be ordinary again from now on, because from this day on, the name is destined to shine with the people of this name, and the road to complete the test of fame and earthquake is the world.

"Song Qingshu." Hearing song Qingshu's words, Wang Fei murmured to himself twice and remembered the name, but finally he sighed dejectedly, shrugged his head and muttered, "I lost."

This defeat is not unjust. It is not that he is not strong enough. On the contrary, among the 10000 thousands of people on the road of trial, it is the concentration of all the strong young generation in the whole world. His ability to rank among the top 100 is enough to prove his strength.

But this time, the opponent is too abnormal. It's so strong that it's ridiculous, indescribable and almost irresistible.

I'm afraid such characters will gradually dominate the whole trial road in the future. Even those super strong people who have become the strongest of the younger generation will lose hope.

At this time, song Qingshu stretched out his hand to Wang Fei and said, "since you have lost and been eliminated, hand over your identity cards."

Wang Fei smiled bitterly, but did not hesitate. He handed over the package on his back. It was full of identity cards only a few inches in size. It can be imagined how many there could be.

Open it and have a look. It immediately attracted everyone's attention. There can be hundreds of them.

Many people couldn't help swallowing a handful of saliva, that is, only the top 100 testers like Wang Fei could get so many identity tokens.

The people on Bai Mubing's side just knew that these identity cards were written by Song Qing. They didn't dare to move, but just looked more.

However, dozens of people on Wang Fei's side almost fell on these identity cards with greedy eyes. Some of these identity cards were enough to let two or three people completely pass the test.

This is a great temptation.

At this moment, all of them shivered excitedly, because at this time, suddenly a pair of cold eyes scanned them, making them cold all over.

The owner of those eyes is song Qingshu. At the moment, he is condescending, scanning thirty or forty people on Wang Fei's side with an indifferent and ruthless expression, looking down on the people like an emperor. People can't help but surrender and kneel down.

These people suddenly changed their faces at that moment. They only cared about the identity cards, but they forgot that there was a more terrible existence here. It was a young God King, too powerful to provoke. At this time, they still thought about these identity cards. It was too long to live.

The wall fell and the crowd pushed. Wang Fei was defeated and eliminated. These people lost their leader, and there were powerful kings like song Qingshu. Everyone was worried that song Qingshu would take action against them. Thirty six strategies were the best.

These people still dare to stay. Song Qingshu is standing there. They are almost out of breath just because of their invisible power. If they do, they don't know what to do.

But song Qingshu glanced at them and said faintly, "give me your identity token."

Hearing song Qingshu's words, these people suddenly turned pale. A feminine and handsome man standing in the front couldn't help saying: "Song Qingshu, although you are strong, you may not really be the king of God. So many people here may not be able to defeat you.

You just got Wang Fei's identity token, but don't think you are invincible. We may not be able to win you together. "

When the first person spoke, the second person and the third person also spoke, threatening song Qingshu in a disguised form. More than 30 people together were real strong people in the Lord's realm, but young strong people of major forces. They were highly valued, and their cultivation of Taoism and Taoism skills were not bad. More than 30 people gathered together. If they did it together, their power would be no less than that of some strong God kings.

Even on the road of trial, those super strong who have the ability to become the strongest are afraid of three points.

At the moment, song Qingshu raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said coldly, "threaten me? It's just a bunch of local chickens and dogs. It's ridiculous to dare to threaten me. "

"Let's go!" At this time, after seeing the smile on Song Qingshu's face, the leading feminine and handsome man felt that there was something wrong, and his face changed slightly and drank hard.

After hearing the cry of the feminine and handsome man, the thirty or forty people immediately ran away in all directions. Even if song Qingshu was really the king of God, he could not catch up with so many people at the same time. These people saw song Qingshu's weakness.

"Want to run away in front of me? But can you escape? "

Seeing this, song Qingshu just smiled coldly. Then he raised his right fist, and a Kunpeng virtual shadow emerged. Then song Qingshu punched back to the front. For a moment, the Kunpeng virtual shadow on the fist turned into an invisible ripple of true Qi, and then quickly spread to all directions.

It can be seen to the naked eye that the invisible Qi ripples spread like lightning. When they spread to Bai Mubing and others, they directly ignored and jumped. However, those who ran away were not so lucky and were directly swept by the invisible Qi ripples.

"Poof poof!"

In the dark mountains and forests, the fleeing figures suddenly stopped, and then, if struck by lightning, the whole person coughed up blood, flew out and fell to the ground. It was so vulnerable.

It was just a punch. More than 30 strong young gods were defeated. It was not a combination at all.

"Now, do you want me to hand over your identity token or do you want me to continue?"

Song Qingshu was faint, but it sounded like the voice of death in those people's ears. They shuddered and handed over all their identity cards without slightest neglect and stay, and then eliminated them.

This young man is simply a demon God. Whoever dares to provoke him will end up in hell. They would rather be eliminated.