Ning Daoqi's face was as golden as paper, and his eyes were full of despair: "No, I haven't taken that step yet, and I won't give in!"
"Why did my hard work end up in vain and not worth mentioning?"
Ning Daoqi's heart was full of grief, anger and unwillingness.
"As a Grand Master, but for his own selfish desires, he is willing to be driven by a group of nuns. With such a mentality, he wants to achieve Shattered Void," Song Xing sneered: "You are worthy!"
After saying that, he clapped his palm, and a torrent of cold air emerged from his palm, as if it was condensed into a ball of mysterious yin air, and it enveloped Ning Daoqi in an instant.
Ning Daoqi felt as if the bones in his body were pierced by countless steel needles, and he kept screaming in pain.
"Even if I die, I can't let you get what you want!"
He roared angrily, the fly whisk in his hand bloomed with light, and all his true energy turned into a huge white dragon tens of meters long, biting hard on the cold air.
The huge force swept past, and the white dragon collapsed inch by inch from its head. The fly whisk was torn apart by a terrifying force. Song Xing's face showed a cold look, and his body turned into an afterimage, instantly appearing in front of Ning Daoqi. , punched him.
Wherever the fist passed, the air exploded, carrying a strong cold air, as if it was going to destroy everything in the world.
All frozen.
"Ahhhhh!"
Ning Daoqi shouted to the sky, raised his arms, and punched him hard, but Song Xing punched him in the chest.
“Kacha kacha kacha!”
Ning Daoqi's chest shattered and he flew straight away, leaving a long trace on the ground.
Ning Daoqi vomited blood repeatedly and fell into a state of near-death. His heart was destroyed and he was bound to die!
Shi Zhixuan and Ning Daoqi died one after another, and Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin had plans to retreat in their eyes.
The purpose of this siege on Song Xing was to weaken the foundation of the Central Plains martial arts world. Now that two of the three great masters of the Central Plains have died, to a certain extent, the goal has been achieved.
But now, whether or not to cease the war is no longer up to them.
"withdraw!"
Bi Xuan gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away.
Fu Cailin looked at Ning Daoqi's body with a complicated expression, shook his head and left.
They knew that it would be difficult for them to escape today, and they would die if they stayed here, so it was better to escape quickly.
"boom!"
Song Xing stamped his foot, and the hall suddenly trembled. An invisible wave of air swept out, directly shaking the rocks above the passage of the grotto in front of them. When the two waved their hands to block the falling rocks, Song Xing had already stepped forward. Get in front of them and punch them out.
The two of them spurted out a large mouthful of blood at the same time, and their faces were as pale as paper. They were obviously seriously injured.
"Can you run away?"
Song Xing walked forward slowly. When he took one step, the ground felt like an earthquake, and the entire hall shook violently.
An invisible force enveloped them.
Under the crushing power, the two fell directly to the ground, their muscles and bones broken, and they didn't even have the strength to get up.
When Song Xing finished speaking, his hands had already grasped the necks of Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan.
"Kacha!"
There was a crisp sound from the necks of the two of them, and then they completely lost their breath.
Song Xing let go of his hand and looked at the two corpses on the ground coldly, without any pity on his face.
Blood dripped down, and soon a pool of blood accumulated at Song Xing's feet. At the cost of minor injuries, Song Xing killed all the great masters who seriously underestimated his strength.
"Bah bang bang!"
Just when he was about to get up and chase Fan Qinghui who had fled, a burst of applause suddenly came from outside the grotto, making Song Xing's body tremble slightly.
All the enemies in the cave have been killed. Who is it that appears now?
The person who came quickly revealed his face, and what surprised Song Xing was that this person turned out to be the Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian.
In Xiang Yutian's hands, he was carrying the lifeless leader of Cihang Jingzhai.
"Wonderful, wonderful, I already overestimated you as much as possible, but I didn't expect you to be able to kill Bi Xuan and the others under such circumstances!"
Throwing the corpse in his hand to Yutian, his eyes showed a bit of wonder, and he looked at Song Xing with admiration.
Song Xing hid the vigilance in his eyes well and asked, "Why do you appear here?"
Xiang Yutian looked at Song Xing and Xi Yao and the others behind him who had been stunned by the battle between the great masters just now, and asked: "I should ask you this question, why do you appear here? According to your life trajectory , there will be no intersection with this place at all.”
Thinking of the golden mask predicted by He Shibi, Song Xing suddenly realized that Xiang Yutian had known about this place for a long time, and even the arrival of the three great masters might have been a trap set by him.
Looking at the evil emperor who had lived for two hundred years, Song Xing sincerely wanted to know: "Starting from Baling, the Thorn of Luoshui, Jing Nian Zen, and the Atlas of the God of War, what are you planning?"
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"Haha, kid, you really shouldn't be here." After Xiang Yutian finished speaking, he raised his finger slightly.
In an instant, the entire air seemed to freeze, the temperature dropped sharply, and the surrounding rock walls even faintly emitted white mist, giving people an eerie and eerie feeling.
In an instant, a majestic force swept towards Song Xing, making Song Xing feel a chill all over and feeling a strong threat of death!
"Oops!"
Song Xing Shuangtong shrank violently. He never expected that Xiang Yutian would directly take his own life with just one sentence.
Song Xing gritted his teeth and circulated the true energy in his Dantian, trying to resist the attack on Yutian.
After breaking through the Grand Master, the true energy in the body was compressed at high density and turned into true essence, which was several times more powerful than the true energy.
In an instant, the two people's true energy collided.
Song Xing found that the true energy in his body was far behind Xiang Yutian, and it was disintegrated and disappeared in an instant.
Immediately, Song Xing spit out a mouthful of blood, and his entire face instantly became as pale as paper, without any blood!
This is because Xiang Yutian deliberately held back his hand, otherwise Song Xing would definitely die with this move alone!
Xiang Yutian walked slowly up to Song Xing and looked down at him condescendingly: "At the age of twenty, you are halfway to the broken state. You are indeed good, but it is a pity that you are still too young!"
"If it were twenty years later, you might be able to compete with me. Unfortunately..." Xiang Yutian shook his head with an indifferent expression, "You are still too weak now!"
As he spoke, he slowly extended his right palm towards Yutian.
In an instant, majestic true energy surged out of his hands and enveloped Song Xing, making him freeze and unable to move.
Song Xing's eyes flashed with a strange look, and his figure suddenly swelled. He punched Xiang Yutian, and there was a terrifying real energy fluctuation on the edge of the fist.
Xiang Yutian looked blank. Seeing that Song Xing's fist was about to hit his chest, he suddenly raised his hand.
As Xiang Yutian raised his hand, the majestic true energy in his hand instantly condensed into a long knife and faced Song Xing's fist.
The two fists intersected, and Song Xing's fist force was easily broken, while Xiang Yutian's sword penetrated Song Xing's body.
Bright red blood suddenly spurted out from Song Xing's body.
This is a bone-chilling cold, as if it can freeze all the internal organs of a person, and even melt the bones and muscles.
Xiang Yutian, an old monster who has been practicing for two hundred years, is only one step away from the Shattered Void, and only now does he fully demonstrate his strength.
