Chapter 877

Bai Jinxi's face is very ugly. His morale is completely gone. He was killed by the other party.

But he was not reconciled. He was the White Horse Club, one of the mainstays of the martial arts association. How could he have collapsed like this.

Bai Jinxi roared. Although he hasn't done it for many years, he still wants to do it now, because now only he can save his face.

So he angrily took out his hand and was ready to head for the driver.

But Song Qi sat beside him. How could he let him go.

Just as Bai Jinxi was leaving, Song Qi had already put his hand in front of him, pressed his shoulder down and pressed it down.

Bai Jinxi only felt a strong attack, which made him fall involuntarily, and he could not stand up again.

"Bang!"

Bai Jinxi is so angry that he kicks Song Qi and wants to kick him out.

But Song Qi didn't take it seriously at all. Facing this foot, he just put it forward.

Hands against each other's feet.

Bai Jinxi was like kicking an iron plate, which made him unable to move at all.

His face turned black in an instant, because he felt a great power from Song Qi's hand.

What's more, he felt that Song Qi didn't try his best to fight with himself, just like playing.

"Go to hell!" Bai Jinxi roared and couldn't resist any more. He immediately stood up and jumped back. He had a knife in his hand and chopped at Song Qi.

The song and the Qi Dynasty jumped up in an instant and hid in the moment of no delay.

Bai Jinxi stepped forward again and slashed to the song and Qi dynasties.

The disciples of the White Horse Club were relieved. As their leader, Bai Jinxi had not done anything for many years, because his position was there, so he didn't have to do anything at all.

This time, they were lucky to see the leader's sword.

"He's dead!" A disciple said, "the leader hasn't made a move for a long time. This time, he must beat the other side, otherwise he can't stop."

"Blood is blood." Another disciple said with a smile, "this man is really an idiot. I don't want to see where our white horse club is. I dare to challenge him like this..."

Speaking of this, we can see that the winner has been divided over there.

Bai Jinxi stands behind Song Qi, with a horse stance and a big knife in his hand waving forward in a chopping posture.

The song and Qi dynasties, on the other hand, had a long body, and the knife in their hands was still dripping blood.

Dagger vs dagger.

"This river's Lake is no longer yours..." Song Qi said lightly, "if I were you, I would disappear soon. Because this river's Lake has no place, so there's no need to support it. But instead of retreating, you're still making trouble everywhere. Now that you die, you're dying."

Everyone didn't see clearly what was going on, just saw Song Qi standing there with a knife in his hand.

"Wow..." Bai Jinxi wanted to open his mouth, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a big mouthful of blood spattered on the ground.

"Master!" The disciples were shocked and couldn't believe what they saw.

How can it be like this? How did the leader suddenly become like this!

Bai Jinxi couldn't stand any longer and fell to the ground dejectedly.

However, he tried to stand up, but no matter how well he stood, he could not stand up. On the contrary, the more he exerted himself, the more blood he shed. Later, he was completely covered with blood.

And with his fall, the other side of the fight with the driver of those disciples have no courage.

"The leader is dead!" Finally, one of the disciples saw that their leader Bai was unwilling to close his eyes and cried out in horror.

Other people's hearts trembled with fear.

In the White Horse Club, Bai Jinxi is a myth.

Although the White Horse Club has been standing in the capital for hundreds of years, it has never become a first-class sect. Now it has become a truly super first-class sect. All this is because of Bai Jinxi.

So in their mind, Bai Jinxi is the most powerful one.

But how can you think that such a character would die in the hands of Song Qi.

Besides, he died so stifling that he didn't seem to cause any harm to Song Qi.

This kind of psychological attack is terrible. These people stay there in an instant and don't know what to do.

But there is one thing for sure, that is, their fighting spirit has gone completely.

The driver was covered with blood. Under him, four more people fell.

He looked at Song Qi and laughed.

Although he has injuries on his body, it's nothing.

"This is a warning to you..." Song Qi said faintly, "Bai Jinxi is dead, and now many of your classmates are dead, just paying the debt before. Now we can say that it's written off. But if you dare to ask me these questions, I'm sorry, I'll do it to you next, and I can guarantee that it will be worse than today, So if you don't want to die, leave the Martial Arts Association for me, and at the same time, leave me song Qiyuan. Otherwise, next time I come, I will destroy your white horse association. "

These words of the song and Qi dynasties are extremely powerful.

He thinks that the white horse association is one of the three major sects of the martial arts association, but in the face of the threat of song and Qi, there is no way to resist, and he is still threatened.

In the hearts of all the people, there was a sense of frustration, but more fear.

The seemingly powerful sect is so vulnerable in front of others that even the leader is killed in the hands of others.

Thinking of this, they were even more scared.

"Who wants revenge on me?" Song Qi looked around at them and said dominantly, "don't say I don't give you an opportunity. Now I'll give you this opportunity. If any of you want to get revenge, even if you come to me, I can't settle the accounts afterwards, but I'm conceited of life and death. How about that?"

Those people retreated one after another, especially when they saw that Song Qi set his eyes on himself.

Even the leader is dead in your hands. What else can we do? Let's go.

Song Qi looks at them with a sarcastic face. Now his backbone is dead, so you people are afraid, right.

Just be afraid.

He turned back and said coldly, "then remember it to me. This time it's just a lesson for you. You'd better not make it again, or you'll regret it more."

Song Qi led the way, and the driver followed him.

So many disciples, watching them go out, none of them made a sound, or dare to speak.