Song Qingshu felt that Yang Dingfeng would definitely launch a continuous attack like a storm with all his strength in the future. Because, Yang Fengfeng's attack just now obviously consumed too much mana, and if he didn't take the opportunity to kill the opponent, he would probably have no spare strength and no chance.

Both sides are scrambling for time.

One punch, two punches, three punches, four punches......

With the fastest speed and maximum strength he could achieve so far, Yang Fengfeng threw punches one after another like a blast of wind and lightning, and hit Song Qingshu's protection with his fists to the flesh......

Almost at the same time, the attacks of the nine puppets bombarded his body, and the body protection spell was shattered, and then, the demon god protector was also shattered......

At this time, the people who were fighting outside the battlefield saw that Song Qingshu and Yang Fengfeng had disappeared from the battlefield almost at the same time......

Both of them were truly shattered and turned to ashes, and in the end, only nine puppets were left standing there quietly in an offensive posture.

The battle had suddenly reached such a tragic level that those who watched the battle were stunned in disbelief.

Both of them were crushed to pieces, and they died together, how tragic this is!

Even at this moment, some people forgot that this was a simulated battlefield and couldn't help but feel sad.

If it is a real battle, the two sides will really end up together, and there will be no winner.

However, this is a simulated battlefield.

According to the rules of the simulated battlefield, whoever kills the opponent first is the winner.

At the moment when his whole body was shattered, Yang Fengfeng's eyes darkened, and the unforgettable pain was so real, so that people felt that there was no pain.

At that moment when there was no love and no pain, a hint came into Yang Fengfeng's ears: You have won 10 million sect contribution points!

"What? Won ......"

At the same time, it was also after the feeling that it was so painful that he didn't even know his mother, Song Qingshu found that he had lost. This time, his body was in pain just one moment, and his soul was in pain the next.

"I lost, I lost with such a strong strength, how is this possible, how is it possible, ah......"

"I'm going to fight again! I'm going to fight him again, fight again!! ”

Just when Song Qingshu was about to go crazy, the high-ranking and powerful ancestors of his Song family suddenly came to his side.

After some persuasion and guidance, Song Qingshu gradually calmed down. Hearing the appreciation of the ancestors for the "madman", he recalled that the "madman" was a rare talent. Compared to the Tianjiao-level talents elected by many families, it is really much stronger.

It's not that he's strong, it's that he's got his potential and his savvy. As a result, he has a lot of room to grow.

"Qingshu, you are the Tianjiao of our Song family, and Tianjiao should have the bearing of Tianjiao. Although you lost, you actually know that you have already made great contributions to the family. It is important that you made us discover such a talent as Mad Zhi, and that we discovered a lot of truths from him that we had not noticed before. One of the Ancestors said to him earnestly.

"Oh? Ancestor, you say yes, really? ”

"It's true, now we even think that it would be nice if that madman wasn't the genius of a certain family. Of course, it's not convenient for us to come forward, so it's better if you can come forward and find him. If he is just an ordinary disciple who has no family and no backing, then you must try your best to win him over and let him be used by our family. ”

This time Song Qingshu finally understood, he thought about it carefully, and suddenly smiled happily: "Hahaha, ancestors, I think this crazy person is definitely not a child of Tianjiao in the big forces." It is likely that he doesn't even have a master behind him. ”

"Oh? Don't even have a master? This one...... How did you figure it out, tell me in detail, and don't miss a single detail. The most authoritative ancestor of the Song family said.

I have to say that Song Qingshu is very smart and careful. He told many details of Yang Fengfeng, and finally said: "He only used a wooden sword from beginning to end, and it is unbelievable that his stomach kept rumbling during the battle with me. I was angry, I didn't think much about it, but now I think it's funny - it was really my stomach screaming, this madman was really crazy, he was fighting me hungry. ”

All the ancestors of the Song family were silent, as a monk in the late stage of Jindan, there was still a hungry stomach, this day was too miserable, right? Along the way, they all had rich cultivation resources, and the pills had never been broken, so naturally they would not experience the pain of cultivating with a hungry stomach.

Song Qingshu said again: "Also, I have investigated, the reason why the madman is notorious in the simulated battlefield is because he always likes to fight with weakers whose realm is lower than him. Even at the beginning, he actually went to the trouble of the disciples of the Qi refining period first, and then went to the trouble of the disciples of the foundation building stage, all for the sake of contributing points. What does this mean, it shows that he needs to contribute points very much, which can be asked. ”

When the eyes of the ancestors looked at Song Chuchu, they found that she was wiping her tears one after another. This is a young girl in the late stage of foundation building, and her qualifications are not top-notch, but they are not bad. As for her appearance, looking at her cute and fresh goddess fan, she must also be the goddess of many young men's dreams.

The girl was amorous, and she said sadly, "It's so pitiful, I don't hate him anymore." When I heard my brother say this, I realized that he was so pitiful. I also remembered that when he came into my battlefield to bully me, I also heard the sound of gurgling. And as long as the other party admits defeat, he will not bully people, he likes to fight quickly......"

The words of the brother and sister made the eyes of the ancestors of their Song family brighter even more.

"Haha, this magic weapon, thirty third-order high-grade pills, is a reward for you. There are also twenty second-order high-grade pills and a treasure weapon here, and you two brothers and sisters each go to the family tent to receive a thousand spirit stones. Remember, don't keep quiet about the madman, no matter what method you use, find him out, and you will be rewarded at that time. ”

"Okay, thank you, Ancestor."

"Thank you, Ancestor."

The brothers were richly rewarded and immediately smiled. As soon as he made a move, it was a magic weapon and dozens of third-order and second-order top-grade pills, but as long as Yang Fengfeng could get one or two third-order top-grade pills, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

After all, Yang Fengfeng hadn't even seen the shadow of a first-order high-grade elixir. (To be continued.) )