The Great Evil King carried the blood light all over the sky and slashed towards Shi Zhixuan.
This sword came like a comet, its speed reached its peak, and ripples appeared faintly in the void around the blade.
"clang!"
Shi Zhixuan tried his best to resist, but unfortunately he was still thrown away.
"Pengpengpengpengpeng!"
The Great Evil King slashed horizontally and vertically, each move carrying an indomitable determination to move forward.
In just an instant, Shi Zhixuan, Fu Cailin, Ning Daoqi, and Bi Xuan were beaten to such a state that they were unable to stop the Great Evil King's attack.
Especially Bi Xuan, who was stabbed across the shoulder by the Great Evil King, and one of his arms was removed on the spot.
Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin were also scarred and embarrassed.
Only Shi Zhixuan, although he was seriously injured, deployed his magic body to the extreme, desperately blocking the attack of the evil king.
"Pfft!"
Song Xing pierced Shi Zhixuan's belly with a knife, and the red light on the Great Evil King became more intense, as if it would explode at any time.
There was a look of despair in Shi Zhixuan's eyes, and he advanced instead of retreating. He raised his hand and slapped Song Xing on the forehead.
The immortal seal method created by Shi Zhixuan uses the extremely rapid conversion of the two qi of life and death to borrow energy to transform the infuriating energy from others into vitality and restore one's own qi and blood.
As long as he survives this move, Shi Zhixuan can use the Immortal Seal to avoid fatal injuries.
Just when he was about to touch Song Xingzhi, Shi Zhixuan saw a flash of light in Song Xing's eyes, and a spiritual force as strong as substance hit his forehead hard.
It was as if a huge hammer hit his skull hard, causing his spirit to disperse. When he gathered his energy again, what he saw was an infinitely enlarged palm.
The magic of transforming the sky and striking the earth was an unparalleled spiritual battle. Shi Zhixuan was not careful and paid the price of his life for it.
"Kacha."
Song Xing slapped Ruishi Zhixuan on the head, then grabbed the Great Evil King and threw it and Shi Zhixuan's body onto the stone wall. The Great Evil King clung to the stone wall, and the tip of the knife was still stained with Shi Zhixuan's blood.
Although Shi Zhixuan was promoted to Grand Master, his promotion time was the shortest among the few. Faced with Song Xing's soaring force value, this evil king who had dominated the Demon Sect for several years was completely despised in this vast snow-capped mountain cave.
"Guys, don't hold back, don't give him a chance to fight back."
Shi Zhixuan's death greatly shocked Ning Daoqi and the others. Fan Qinghui took the opportunity to remind them not to care about the Grand Master's face at this time, otherwise if Song Xing was given the opportunity to counterattack, the consequences would be disastrous.
Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin looked at each other and joined forces to kill Song Xing.
One of them is a Turkic Martial God, and the other is a Goryeo Imperial Master. They are the ones who least want to see powerful people appear in the Central Plains. Now that they saw that Shi Zhixuan, who had just become a Grand Master, died in the hands of Song Xing, he immediately dared not hold back any more.
The three great masters joined forces to fight for their lives, but even with Song Xing's strength, it was a bit too much.
He forced Bixuan and Fu Cailin back with one strike, then turned back and struck Ning Daoqi with a strike until he vomited blood.
Song Xing knew that he had no way out, so he simply gave it a try and fought to the death.
"Boom."
The long knife in his hand instantly bloomed with a dazzling red light. At the same time, a vast aura burst out from his body, and the entire stone wall trembled slightly.
….
"What a terrifying pressure!"
Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan's expressions changed slightly, and they quickly distanced themselves to avoid being affected by Song Xing.
Ning Daoqi did not dare to take Song Xing's blow and immediately retreated.
"boom!"
A loud noise spread throughout the cave, with Song Xing as the center, and large chunks of rock were chopped into powder, flying all over the sky.
Ning Daoqi was horrified. If he had used a knife technique like this to cut someone off, he would definitely not be able to withstand this terrifying power and would even be torn apart instantly.
At this time, Song Xing was holding a long sword, like a demon, staring at several people with scarlet eyes: "Isn't the Grand Master very strong? Why?
Are you scared? "
"hehe."
Fu Cailin sneered: "What a joke. Are we afraid of just someone from the Demon Sect?"
"Then let's try it."
"Buzz~"
Along with a violent buzzing sound, little golden lights appeared around Song Xing's body, flying around him like fireflies.
Song Xing raised his hand, and Huang Tianqi burst out all over his body. It was like a bright sun rising behind him, and his whole body was submerged in the blazing golden light.
In an instant, Song Xing's figure disappeared behind the sun, and only a vague outline of a human figure could be seen clearly, standing in the void.
Indescribable energy permeated the grotto. Ning Daoqi and the other three felt this energy and suddenly felt frightened.
Just like the unfathomable, aloof Huang Tian appeared in the grotto, looking down at the three of them!
Ning Daoqi had a premonition that something was not going to happen. In an instant, the strong wind was about to tear away the golden light that blocked his sight, revealing Song Xing's true body inside.
At this moment, Ning Daoqi felt his eyebrows beating wildly, and he vaguely felt a huge sense of oppression from the big sun opposite him.
He could only feel a strong sense of crisis coming towards him, making his soul tremble.
"Shoot quickly, don't give him a chance to fight back!"
The stern look in Ning Daoqi's eyes flashed away, and he roared. Taoist Qi was injected into his right hand crazily, and his own momentum increased crazily.
The violent zhenqi tore out crazily, causing a huge whistling sound in the air, condensed into the shape of a sword, and came to Song Xing in an instant.
With a slash of the sword, the golden light took the initiative to separate, but Ning Daoqi was slightly stunned.
Through the cracked gap, Ning Daoqi looked at it and was shocked. He saw a bridge clearly!
A bluestone arch bridge exuding endless cold air.
"Bridge, how come there is a bridge!"
"The stars are falling on the river, the frost is falling, and I forget my eternal life under the Naihe Bridge!"
The cold words resounded through the hall, and Ning Daoqi's heart suddenly shrank, and a strong death crisis enveloped his heart.
The next second, Shiqiao hit his chest hard, and with a muffled groan, Ning Daoqi flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
"Pfft!"
Ning Daoqi spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale. He reluctantly got up and looked at the stone bridge, his childish eyes suddenly shrank.
I saw that the whole stone bridge was crystal clear, as if it were made of pure sapphire.
There was boundless darkness under the bridge, and it was impossible to see what was in it. The only sound that could be heard was the rushing water of the waterfall.
Ning Daoqi felt dizzy and almost lost his balance. He staggered a few steps before he regained his balance.
….
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his face turned pale, and his eyes were full of horror.
Just a stone bridge, actually possesses such terrifying destructive power? !
"How can this be!"
Ning Daoqi's face changed wildly. At that moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an infinite abyss, surrounded by a dense cold air, and he was about to be frozen by this endless cold air.
He swallowed hard, feeling that his whole body was stiff and it was difficult to even raise his hands.
"What kind of martial arts is this!"
Ning Daoqi's eyes were full of panic. Even a peak grandmaster might not be able to block such an attack.
Ning Daoqi was filled with fear, but had no choice.
"Taiyin Youying!"
Ning Daoqi watched helplessly as Song Xing walked out of nothingness, his whole body filled with rich cold energy, shining brightly under the sunlight.
He stepped on the steps of Seven Stars and appeared in front of Ning Daoqi in the blink of an eye.
"Peng!"
Ning Daoqi felt a pain in his chest, as if his internal organs had been displaced. He flew back, collapsing two walls, and fell into the dust.
"Wow!"
Ning Daoqi opened his mouth and vomited
A mouthful of dirty blood mixed with internal organ fragments came out, and his face was full of horror.
Song Xing had actually reached the innate perfection, even surpassed the innate perfection, reaching the legendary broken level!
Such an age and such a state are rarely heard of throughout the ages.
"You...have reached the Broken Realm!"
Ning Daoqi gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You actually broke through. How is it possible? You are only twenty years old!"
At the age of twenty, he has reached the ultimate state of innate brokenness. This qualification can be called a monster, and it is one of only a handful throughout history.
Although Ning Daoqi is over seventy years old and has practiced for many years, and has already reached the pinnacle of Grand Master, there is still a gap between him and Song Xing.
"People like you will never understand."
Song Xing had an indifferent smile on his face. He stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.
Ning Daoqi's eyes flashed with determination. He shook the whisk in his hand and made a stroke in the air. Countless strands of true energy shot out, like thousands of horses, piercing Song Xing.
"Wither bug tricks."
Song Xing gave a soft drink, and the bluestone arch bridge in front of him turned into afterimages and suppressed them.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
The sound of intensive clashes of gold and iron resounded, and streams of true energy shattered inch by inch under the collision of the bluestone arch bridge.
Ning Daoqi only felt a sweetness in his throat. He couldn't bear it anymore and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
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