Chapter 73: Killing the Great Martial Master

"Yuntian, you also go to help, kill all those people who are drugged! I will deal with this guy!" whispered to Liu Yuntian behind him, Gu Xing Soul stared at Song Qingyang who burst in. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Hehe, I like this!Brother Star Soul, watch out for yourself!" With a sinister sneer on his face, Liu Yuntian said coldly, and immediately rushed towards the direction of Liu Yunfeng.

Glancing at Liu Yuntian, who was leaving quickly, his vicious eyes glanced at him, and Song Qingyangsen said coldly: "Hmph! Stinky boy, do you really think that your drugs can deal with my people? I see how many drugs you have!"

Hearing this, he spread his hands fearlessly, and Gu Xing Soul sneered: "I don't have many drugs, but I guessed that there will be a lot of you coming, so I just got more than a hundred bottles." ”

"More than a hundred bottles...... That's it......" Hearing this, Song Qingyang's face was already shocked, and he was so stunned that he didn't know what to say.

"That's right, although it's a little less, but I think it's enough! If they all die, I guess there won't be many people in your Xuanmen Sect left. The sneer on his face was a little more, and Gu Xing Soul shrugged his shoulders and sneered.

Song Qingyang's anger became stronger and stronger, his eyes almost erupted with fire, and he asked with a hideous anger: "Stinky boy, what's your name?"

"Gu Xing Soul!" Gu Xing Soul said lightly, his face was not afraid.

"Gu Xing Soul? Hmph! I have to say that you are indeed very bold, but it's a pity that you have provoked the wrong person!" Song Qingyang, who had a hideous face, said with a cruel smile, his eyes full of contempt, and a cold murderous aura permeated out.

As soon as the words fell, Song Qingyang was already ferociously rushing towards Gu Xing Soul, and his fist containing strong power ruthlessly smashed into Gu Xing Soul's head.

"Your speed is too slow!" Gu Xing Soul sneered, the true qi in his body urged with all his strength, his feet on the ground, and his body actually burst out against the ground, thrilling and skillfully avoiding Song Qingyang's attack.

"Eight-star martial artists, didn't Chu Shuihan say that they were freshmen who had come out of the Martial God Academy to train? How could a freshman have the cultivation of an eight-star martial artist?" Sensing the violent power of the ancient star soul, Song Qingyang exclaimed in shock.

A freshman who has just come out of the Martial God Academy to experience actually has the cultivation of an eight-star martial artist, this is simply a super genius!

Sticking to the ground to avoid the attack, Gu Xing Soul forcibly stopped his body, turned around and stepped on the ground again, and rushed towards Song Qingyang's back.

"What? such a fast speed!" A cold feeling came from behind him, and Song Qingyang's heart was shocked.

"Bang!"

Song Qingyang didn't have time to open more, he was hit by a punch from Gu Xing Soul, with a muffled bang, due to the relationship between the forward rush and the attack of Gu Xing Soul, Song Qingyang almost hit the big tree in front of him.

Gu Xing Soul was worried about the strength of his opponent before, but when he saw that Song Qingyang was actually a slightly obese middle-aged man, he was immediately relieved.

Because in terms of speed, the Ancient Star Soul has absolute certainty!

"The power of the eight-star martial artist is so powerful, and the speed is very terrifying, this little bastard should be a genius of the academy!" his shoulders twisted, relieving the hot pain coming from behind him, Song Qingyang said secretly in his heart, his eyes had changed from contempt to solemnity at this moment.

A punch hit Song Qingyang, Gu Xing Soul took advantage of the victory to pursue, and quickly rushed forward, with the advantage of darkness, Gu Xing Soul's figure was really like a ghost.

"How is this possible? It is impossible for an eight-star martial artist to have this kind of speed, is this little miscellaneous a demon?" As a one-star great martial artist, it was difficult to capture the position of the ancient star soul, which made Song Qingyang's heart shake and tremble.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the Gu Xing Soul disappeared, and there was not the slightest movement around!

"Where is this cunning little bastard hiding?" The gloomy face was full of ferocity, Song Qingyang gritted his teeth and said angrily, and his poisonous snake-like eyes were also observing the surroundings.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed behind Song Qingyang, and when he noticed it, he immediately turned around, but he couldn't see anything.

"Whew!"

Another black shadow flashed past Song Qingyang's left side, but when he noticed it, he still didn't find anything.

"Gu Xing Soul, you stinky boy don't pretend to be a ghost, get out of here!" was already angry in his heart, Song Qingyang shouted angrily, looking left and right, he didn't see Gu Xing Soul's figure, and he was also a little worried in his heart.

"Are you scared?" Gu Xing Soul's cold sneer suddenly came from behind Song Qingyang.

"Die!" Song Qingyang, who was furious, suddenly roared angrily the moment he heard the voice, and turned around and slammed it with a palm.

However, this palm slammed down, but nothing hit, and Gu Xing Soul didn't see half of the figure.

Now, Song Qingyang may be blaming himself for being fat, and the speed of an eight-star martial artist is actually faster than him.

"Xuan-level intermediate martial arts!

The next moment, a slightly cold cold cry sounded, and a fire sword suddenly broke through the air from Song Qingyang's right side, and in the darkness, the appearance of the fire sword was like a meteor flashing.

Sensing the danger, Song Qingyang turned his head suddenly, and saw the fire sword bursting out, and said angrily with a fearless face: "Hmph!

"Bang!"

The angry shout fell, and the furious Song Qingyang, whose strong true qi was urged and condensed on the palm, slapped his hands suddenly, and with a muffled bang, he actually used his palms to clamp and block the fire sword, and his body did not take half a step back.

The strength of a one-star great martial artist is indeed strong!

"Hmph, stinky boy, your speed is indeed not simple, but my strength is above yours, and the eight-star martial artist doesn't want to deal with me!" Easily blocking the fire sword of the ancient star soul, Song Qingyang couldn't help but sneer proudly.

When the words fell, Song Qingyang's proud potency suddenly froze, as if he had thought of something, and he asked in astonishment: "This is the Six Flavors True Fire......!" Are you an alchemist?"

"You're right!" Gu Xing Soul's cold and bloodthirsty murderous voice suddenly came from Song Qingyang's left side.

"Not good!" His face changed suddenly, and he quickly looked to the left, Song Qingyang was shocked by the speed of the Gu Xing Soul again, and instinctively wanted to avoid the attack of the Gu Xing Soul.

"It's late!" Gu Xing Soul Sen sneered, and with a ferocious punch, it had already smashed into it with a violent momentum.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Gu Xing Soul punched Song Qingyang in the face, and the violent force shook him out four or five meters and slammed into a big tree.

The fire sword restraint disappeared, and the ancient star soul immediately changed his gestures, controlling the fire sword to rush towards Song Qingyang again.

"A one-star great martial artist is nothing more than that!" Gu Xing Soul sneered disdainfully.

"How can this be reasonable! Dare to underestimate me!" Furious again, Song Qingyang quickly got up, hurriedly urged his true qi, sealed his hands, and finally shouted angrily: "Xuan-level primary martial arts!"

"What a powerful force!" His face changed slightly, the gesture of the Ancient Star Soul changed again, and the Burning Sky Demon Fire in his body was decisively urged.

At this moment, under the control of the ancient star soul, the power of the fire sword that burst out instantly skyrocketed, and the color also turned strangely golden, and the momentum became even more violent.

"He can actually improve the power of his martial arts!No, his flame has changed, this is not the true fire of the six flavors!" Sensing the increase in the power of the fire sword, Song Qingyang's heart shook again, and he was already a little afraid.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

However, time did not allow him to think too much, the fire sword was already approaching rapidly, Song Qingyang's fierce palm smashed directly into the fire sword that burst out, with a muffled bang, the violent and ferocious power swept away, and the two of them were shocked to vomit blood at the same time, rubbing their feet on the ground and sliding out.

"Who the hell is this little bastard? How can he have such a powerful strength! With my one-star great martial artist's cultivation, I was actually injured by him, he is an eight-star martial artist, how is this possible! What happened to the flames just now?" Song Qingyang, who was shocked back by the shock, looked at Gu Xing Soul in shock, and said in horror in his heart.

"The one-star great martial artist is really not simple, it seems that he is still too reluctant, if it weren't for the Burning Sky Demon Fire, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hurt him at all!" Wiping the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, Gu Xing Soul sneered in a low voice, the injury was not light, and his face was already a little pale.

Eight-star martial artist against one-star great martial artist, this is no longer a two-star gap, but a realm gap, such a huge gap in the battle, there is no chance of winning, and the ancient star soul can shock the opponent, it is already very remarkable.

"Your time of death has arrived!" Taking a deep breath and suppressing the churning qi and blood in his body, Gu Xing Soul Sen sneered, and walked up step by step.

Glancing at the mountains and forests behind him, Gu Xing Soul sneered: "The movement is getting smaller and smaller, the smell of blood is strong, and your people are estimated to be almost dead." ”

The hideous face twitched, glaring at the ancient star soul angrily, Song Qingyang said gloomily and angrily: "When I kill you, I will kill those two little miscellaneous pieces!"

"You don't have a chance!" With a fierce and murderous flash in his eyes, Gu Xing's soul said coldly, and his moving footsteps suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.

"Your injuries are more serious than mine, you want to kill me?" Song Qingyang smiled hideously, his fierce face was like an angry lion, and he smashed it mercilessly with one palm.

Not to be outdone, Gu Xing Soul met the palm, but when it got closer and closer, Gu Xing Soul's palm turned into a claw strangely.

At this time, the palm of the ancient star soul that turned into a claw, and a long sword suddenly flashed out!

That's right! That's the Flasher!

The Flash Soul Sword that appeared suddenly stabbed at Song Qingyang mercilessly!

"What?" Song Qingyang's eyes were enlarged to the extreme, and he was terrified, he didn't expect Gu Xing Soul to actually play yin.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

The Flash Soul Sword successfully pierced Song Qingyang's heart, while the Gu Xing Soul was slammed out with a palm, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

It's a life-for-life style of play! Ruthless!

"Little bastard! you...... How dare you yin me!" Looking at his heart in horror, Song Qingyang said in horror and anger, his eyes sometimes panicked, sometimes desperate.

Song Qingyang really didn't expect Gu Xing Soul to have this hand, and the distance was too close at that time, and there was no time to dodge!

With great difficulty, he pulled out the Soul Flashing Sword, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out of his heart, Song Qingyang's shaking body raised the Soul Flashing Sword and said angrily: "I...... I want you to die......"

As soon as the words fell, Song Qingyang also fell!

The seriously injured Gu Xing Soul struggled to get up, panting and sneering: "You die first, I haven't died so fast." ”