Because he underestimated Song Xing's body-protecting strength, Beef Soup paid a heavy price in one move.
The broken pillars could not be supported, the bricks and tiles fell like a rain of broken pieces, and the pavilion collapsed the moment Song Xing took action.
In her busy schedule, Lu Xiaofeng did not forget to save the wine bottle on the table and ducked outside the pavilion.
Song Xing outside the pavilion was now fighting with three people again.
At the moment when Song Xing launched his attack, the three closest northwest ghosts had already come to Song Xing's back like ghosts, and punched Song Xing's back as if they were screaming like ghosts.
Song Xing turned around and used his palm to seal the first big ghost's fist. As he moved with all his strength, the big ghost's fist suddenly turned in a direction and collided heavily with the fists of the two ghosts next to him.
The unique skill of Yihua Palace is to transfer flowers to jade.
"Be careful, this person's palm skills are weird." As soon as the big ghost said the first word, Song Xing had already fit and jumped in front of the three ghosts.
When the three ghosts turned around and came towards Song Xing, Song Xing, who looked like a boy next door in his eyes, suddenly shifted like a mountain, and the giant elephant turned around and rushed towards him with unparalleled violence.
With a sinister flash in his eyes, the speed of Sangui's punches increased instead of slowing down, directly colliding with Song Xing's fist.
With one punch, the air was blown away, and the three ghosts' arms exploded as well.
The Qi-dan Qijue heart-breaking punch, when punching, sends a sinister internal force from the body into the opponent's body. This sinister internal force will penetrate into every part of the human body like maggots attached to the bones within a few breaths, destroying all the opponent's vitality. An extremely vicious move.
It was precisely with this thought that the Three Ghosts decided to fight Song Xing decisively.
Unexpectedly, at the moment when the fists came into contact, they were horrified to find that the sinister internal force erupted from the Sad Fist could not leave the body at all, and was directly forced back into the body by a powerful force from the opposite side.
Afterwards, Sangui felt as if his entire arm had been bitten off by a tiger, starting to break from the finger bones. The violent force that surged in directly shattered his entire right arm.
Before the three ghosts wailed, Song Xing turned his fist into a palm and cut off his throat.
When the big ghost said the first word, Song Xing shot at the three ghosts.
When the big ghost said the ninth word, Song Xing had already sent the three ghosts on their way.
The big ghost and the two ghosts turned around and saw this scene, their eyes were split open, they roared wildly, and they both came to kill Song Xing.
Song Xing's body suddenly stood upright, his black hair moved automatically, and the solid ground beneath his feet broke instantly. In the dust raised, Song Xing did not turn around, and his back was directly hit by the fists of the big ghost and the two ghosts.
The eight poles of the moon mountain and the iron mountain support!
The big ghost and the two ghosts hit Song Xing's back with both fists, but they only felt that the finger bones were about to crack, as if they were hit on a layer of iron plate, unable to make an inch of progress.
A black shadow approached, and before the two of them could change their moves, Song Xing had already hit him.
Nirvana has changed the blood, the strength has been achieved, and with the blessing of the divine power of Sakyamuni, even the martial arts warriors who specialize in horizontal kung fu can't compare to Song Xing at this moment.
Without noticing, the two of them let Song Xing get closer. Amidst the sound of turbulent and tearing airflow, the big ghost who bore the brunt was directly knocked into Song Xing's arms. His sternum was broken and penetrated straight into his heart, causing him to die.
The two ghosts were shocked. Before they could dodge, Song Xing stretched out his arms and had his neck broken.
Lu Xiaofeng, who had just stood still, was so shocked that he almost threw the wine bottle in his hand.
The Seven-Duan Qijue Sad Fist that bloodbathed the Jiuhua Sect, in the hands of Song Xing, who had mastered the blood exchange, did not even last for a sip of wine. The Three Ghosts of the Northwest fell directly, and they could not die anymore.
For the first time, Lu Xiaofeng clearly and intuitively felt Song Xing's combat power that made Sikong Zhaixing bow to his knees.
The three northwest ghosts besieged Song Xing and were killed by Song Xing in just the blink of an eye. By the time the corpses of the big ghost and the two ghosts fell to the ground, Song Xing was already surrounded by the people in the water pavilion.
He Zhizhang, who is so drunk that he seems to be unsteady when standing, is on the left, the old scholar-like Master is on the right, and the crazy-looking Wu Changzi is in the middle.
The others surrounded Lu Xiaofeng, who had a wry smile on his face.
Without any hesitation, Master and Wuchangzi immediately surrounded and killed Song Xing.
If there are levels of force in the invisible man organization, Fuzi and Wuchangzi definitely belong to the first echelon, and the pressure brought by the two of them together is far greater than the three ghosts in the northwest.
The master looked very old, but the speed of his attack was not slow at all. He flicked his fingers slightly, and the originally curled nail of the tail finger of his right hand suddenly popped out straight and went straight into Song Xing's throat.
The nails soaked in special potion were as sharp as knives, but before they hit him, the sharp edge had already stimulated the hair on Song Xing's skin to stand on end.
The master seemed to have seen the scene where the finger knife pierced Song Xing's throat, and the bright red blood dripped down the finger knife.
Then the Master saw a hand.
As if carved from white jade, the hand as white as jade stood in front of the finger knife, and gently clamped the finger knife to prevent it from moving forward.
Without waiting for Master to pull away, Song Xinggang burst out with strength and directly cut the steel-hard finger knife into two pieces.
The master flipped his left hand, and the five-finger knife popped out. The white shadow flickered, and it stabbed Song Xing's eyes, throat, chest and abdomen.
Song Xing's five-finger flick was like picking a lotus in the water, and he struck out quickly in the air. He always missed the master's wrist by a hair and blocked his attack.
Song Xing's pace changed, his feet stepped on the four elements, as if sliding on the mud, dodging the sword thrust by Wuchangzi at his side. At the same time, Danjin and Mingyu's true energy moved his arms to attack each other, never leaving the Master's vital points.
Fingers, fists, arms, wrists, and elbows all became Song Xing's weapons of attack. After three breaths of fighting, he had already broken three of the finger knives in the master's fingers.
The master's right hand flicked rapidly, and the finger strength came out of his hand, and wisps of sharp wind flew out and went straight to Song Xing's eyes.
When the finger knife is fully developed, the force of the shot can shatter even hard stones, hitting both eyes, and the finger force directly penetrates into the brain, leaving no chance of survival.
Song Xing lowered his head slightly, and the sharp wind hit his forehead, touching the body-protecting Gangjin, and directly eliminated the invisible force.
Song Xing took a lunge and raised his leg. He blocked the stabbing blow from Master's right finger knife with his left palm, then turned sideways and turned his right hand into a claw, grabbing directly at his throat.
Master saw Song Xing break three of his finger knives with his own eyes. He didn't dare to meet the sharp edge and retreated to avoid it. Unexpectedly, Song Xing flipped his hand, turned his claws into palms, and struck him with a chopping palm force. Until he vomits blood and recedes.
The extremely cold power contained in the Nine-Level Mingyu Skill instantly broke through the master's internal defense, causing half of his body to freeze, fall to the dust, and make it difficult to move.
The master's kung fu was 70% on the finger knife. Three handles were broken, and at least half of the kung fu was removed. Song Xing raised his toes and directly kicked the master's throat.
Song Xing, who killed the master, pulled out the longevity sword from behind with his backhand, and blocked the sword from behind with his horizontal sword.
