There is Qiankun in the Qiankun fan.

Every time Song Zhiqiudi issued a qi technique, it was as if he had entered the soul, and his strength increased by two times.

The young master of the Song family, who was still a sure winner, also felt a little tricky.

However, Song Zhiqiu did not exert his full strength, with his seven-star vein top-grade qualifications, with the Qiankun fan in his hand, it was like a tiger with wings.

Song Xiaokui looked excited, but also a little bored.

Her sweetheart, without a doubt, has the upper hand.

She looked at Long Xinghe's faint smile and knew that this time, Song Zhiqiu would never be defeated.

She stretched her waist, she didn't see her for a few days, her figure seemed to have become proud, and her proud figure was completely revealed unconsciously under the cover of the beautiful blue and white gauze skirt, and many overlords looked at it, feeling that there was a fragrant wind in her nose, and even felt that her body was a little warm, but Song Xiaokui glared at them coldly, and their faces changed instantly, and they pressed down the warmth.

This girl is indeed a rare beauty, a little more beautiful than Song Shishi in the east family, and it can be said that she is the first little beauty in Liuli City.

But in the eyes of Long Xinghedi, this little beauty is nothing unusual, Xing Qingqing, more beautiful than her.

However, Song Xiaokui is dressed more casually, and her delicate figure is indeed coveted by many people with bad intentions.

It's not safe at all, it's here!

Long Xinghe thought to himself, and felt that it was time to remind her.

However, since Song Xiaokui was blatantly with Song Zhiqiu, she has paid more and more attention to her dress, and her figure is really good, which is amazing.

"Xiaokui, don't forget how the Bei family has been hard and simple for so many years, you are natural, if you are not so dazzling, those people will not come over frequently to cause trouble. Long Xinghe ear said.

Song Xiaokui was embarrassed for a while, and her little brother's words made her blush, indicating that she was indeed overdressed.

Otherwise, Young Master Song would not have been so enthusiastic and mobilized the crowd to come over and cause trouble.

"Got it, little brother. Song Xiaokui lowered her head, but she was a little excited, at least, her beauty had been recognized by her little brother.

Insisting on dressing up and dressing up every day is actually quite tiring, since the little brother said so, let's be more restrained in the future.

Seeing Song Xiaokui's somewhat shy and excited look, Long Xinghe raised his hand and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, this kind of thing is still better for Song Zhiqiu's brothers.

However, this girl was soon attracted by the fierce battle situation on the battlefield, she watched Song Zhiqiu's every move with affection, completely isolated the hateful young master of the Song family in her eyes, and muttered softly: "Zhiqiu, hit him, kick him, fan him!"

The eccentricity is on display.

Long Xinghe shook his head, but he was relieved in his heart.

This pair of lovers, there is still a long way to go!

When Song Zhiqiu advances to the vertical and horizontal realm, the strength of the Bei family can be increased by a few points, and Song Xiaokui's safety can be guaranteed enough.

The two people in the center of the battlefield, you come and go, and you will soon be able to separate the winner and loser.

Although the grade of Qiankun Fan is lower than that of Crazy Iron War Hammer, Song Zhiqiu's strength and qualifications are higher than Song Rongzi, so the gap in strength makes up for the gap between spiritual weapons.

Song Zhiqiu didn't sweat, and the young master of the Song family was already sweating profusely.

Suddenly, when Song Zhiqiu felt that he needed to spend some more time if he didn't show his strength, his Qiankun fan actually condensed a gossip pattern.

A rock snake the size of a bucket writhed, leaving a deep ravine on the ground, and rushed towards the young master of the Song family.

The rock snake has a strong and powerful appearance, and the whole thing is composed of fast demonstrations, not afraid of fire, not afraid of water, not afraid of wind, and it is entangled in the past when it roars.

The young master of the Song family's mad iron war hammer struck out with a hammer and knocked a rock flying, and the rock was impartial, and it actually smashed on the leg of the old ghost Song who was dead on the ground.

"Ah~" Old Ghost Song was already defeated, and he lost too much blood, but now that he was in trouble, he screamed even more, and then he was dying.

The guy who eats inside and outside doesn't have a good ending in the Liuyun Continent, so no one cares about this old guy who deserves it.

But Song Xiaokui had some pity on her face.

"Xiaokui, listen, the reality is very cruel, if you don't want to have a second old ghost Song to harm your North family, it's best to put away your mercy!"

Long Xinghe said with righteous words.

"I know, little brother, when you should be ruthless, you have to be ruthless!" Song Xiaokui's eyes were firm and she moved away from the old ghost Song. There was no mercy anymore.

"This is your Zhan Hongling, which has been repaired by me, and the love of children is natural, but you can't forget to cultivate well, this is not only to better protect yourself, but also not to cause trouble to the Beijia and Zhiqiu brothers, you know?" Long Xinghe taught Song Xiaokui a lesson again.

"I'm a year older than me, and I talk like an elder, old-fashioned, and I don't like you anymore. Song Xiaokui muttered and took over her spiritual weapon.

"Say it again?" Long Xinghepi looked at her with a smile.

"I said that little brother, your strength is as strong as that of your elders, and it is a blessing for me to be in the north!" Song Xiaokui hurriedly changed his words.

"That's pretty much it, look at it, the battle is coming to an end. ”

Sure enough, when the young master of the Song family swung the Crazy Iron War Hammer to knock the last piece of rock into the air, under his feet, at some point, a circular gossip qi array actually appeared!

That qi array was the gossip that Song Zhiqiu had just condensed.

There is the breath of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth on it, which is the overlord of the late stage of transformation, the comprehension of heaven and earth.

This also indicates that Song Zhiqiu's next step is to continue to comprehend the world and then advance to the vertical and horizontal realm!

There is gossip in the Qiankun fan.

The domineering spirit on the Qiankun gossip is divided into yin and yang, which makes the young master of the Song family extremely uncomfortable.

The young master of the Song family consumes too much domineering, and he can no longer resist the gossip qi array that combines rigidity and softness, and the domineering aura above makes him feel extremely uncomfortable.

But this humble guy, Song Zhiqiu, who could only be bullied by himself, has now surpassed himself!

How unbearable is that?

If the salted fish can also turn into a dragon, then what is he, the young master of the Song family who once stepped on the salted fish?

It's.

It's a piece of shit!

This strange thought came to his mind.

He was furious, and was beaten by the domineering spirit of the gossip qi array, and he spat blood.

The light of his Wild Iron Warhammer also flickered on and off, and he could lose his combat effectiveness at any time.

However, the young master of the Song family is the son of Song Qingshu after all, and more or less, he learned some skills from his father that outsiders don't know.

His blood spurted on the Iron Warhammer, and he ripped off his gorgeous clothes, and the poke of his chest hair on his chest was disgusting.

With a slight slash of the palm knife, a bloody mouth appeared on the chest at the same time, and a lot of blood flowed out there, surging frantically towards the spiritual weapon power.

That's a saint-grade qi trick!

The young master of the Song family did not have the strength to launch a saint-level qi technique, so he could only sacrifice it with essence blood.

At this time, the young master of the Song family, his aura was rising steadily, and he soon reached the peak of the ninefold transformation transformation, and he was no longer on par with the former Tang Hei.

Song Zhiqiu's eyes lit up, and he was quickly prepared.

He pointed out a drop of essence blood from his fingertips, and after wandering through the Qiankun fan, he fell into the qi array.

A Qiankun Yin Yang Sword actually appeared in the air, and the strong aura of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth made Tang Hei, a strong man in both vertical and horizontal directions, moved.

The only thing that doesn't change is Long Xinghe.

Because of these things, he did it a long time ago.

The Wild Iron War Hammer became more than ten times larger in an instant, and the scenery was infinite, changing the limelight of the Qiankun Yin Yang Sword and the Qiankun Fan, and even blocking the scorching sun overhead, so that these people watching the battle were all in the shadows.

"Autumn ... Song Xiaokui was very worried.

"Don't worry, at least the Autumn brothers won't be defeated. Long Xinghe comforted.

But Song Xiaokui was still very afraid.

In the next moment, the Crazy Iron Giant Hammer was as heavy as Mount Tai pressing on the top, the Qiankun Yin and Yang Sword went against the sky, and Song Zhiqiu continued to inject domineering energy into the Qiankun Fan.

After a moment of stalemate.

Song Zhiqiu's right foot suddenly trembled, and he seemed to be unable to resist.

The young master of the Song family was even more crazy, and the only domineering spirit also poured into the crazy iron war hammer.

Song Zhiqiu's feet were already bent, and it seemed that he couldn't resist it.

Song Xiaokui stepped out and was about to step forward to help.

Tang Hei and Long Xinghe stopped it almost at the same time.

Long Xinghe knew that the young master of the Song family was already at the end of his crossbow, and Song Zhiqiu still had strength to spare!

So, after a breath, the winner is about to be decided!

(To be continued!)