Originally, the two of them besieged Long Xinghe and were very confident.

But the change came suddenly, and the body of the colorful dragon pattern jade was actually broken, and it was resolute and merged, and it merged with the Nine Shadows Sword!

When the Holy Source and the Immortal Source converge and merge.

A brand new half-immortal weapon has been born!

"Fak peat!I'm going to avenge Xiao Qi!" Long Xinghe almost gritted his teeth and said this.

He wanted them a terrible lesson! His heart was utterly angry!

Tang Hei had been cut in two, he was out of breath, and his companion tailed beast had also turned into countless mottled fragments at the moment when the human pillar force died.

Before he died, he also let out an unwilling howl.

It was a roar of misjudgment of the human pillar force.

Long Xinghe twisted his neck, in a tone like a grim reaper, condescending, looking at Song Qingshu who was about to tremble.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"Run!" Song Qingshu would not answer at this moment, his desire to survive made him abandon all face and arrogance.

Where there is life, there is hope.

Time passes, things are not people. Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river.

Because he remembered very well that just a few days ago, Long Xinghe was not his opponent at all.

At that time, the great power of his golden sword could make this kid walk around without eating, if it wasn't for Wei Wuxin's obstruction, he would have been able to pinch Long Xinghe to death at that time.

Why can he crush himself so much today!

But now regrets are useless.

His fiasco let him know that his family's power would soon be destroyed.

Now, he can't manage so much, even if he goes back, the lost forces make him in the Liuyun Continent, and he can no longer suppress the declining Beijia.

But he still has people to worry about.

His wife, a seductive woman in her thirties, was at home waiting for his triumphant return.

Soft and fragrant quilt, I'm afraid I won't be able to sit back and relax in the future.

As he fled, the more he couldn't figure it out, he was uncomfortable, he was aggrieved, he was depressed, and his heart even began to tremble.

He is one of the top ten powerhouses in the Flowing Cloud Continent!

How could he be so unbearable by a transfiguration realm overlord?!

I don't want to, I don't want to, if you don't run away, you're going to die!

Long Xinghe's Nine Shadows Sword once again sent out a supreme fast attack, that fierce domineering spirit was sharper than a treasure knife, and he wanted to cut him in half at any time!

"Die! Song Qingshu!" Long Xinghe roared in a low voice, like a beast.

It's just that the characters not far away have already rushed over when they smell the movement.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, just when Long Xinghe's Nine Shadows slash was about to touch the edge of Song Qingshu's body.

Song Yuanshan arrived!

The rock axe splits Huashan, and the seven-tailed rock spirit also comes like Mount Tai.

Long Xinghe's Nine Shadows Slash was struck by the top-level holy artifact Rock Axe, and then was slammed by Song Yuanshan's companion tailed beast, the Seven-Tailed Rock Spirit.

The Nine Shadows slashed and disintegrated in an instant.

"Brother Yuanshan, save me!" Song Qingshu almost cried for his father and mother, at this critical time, an acquaintance finally appeared, and it was none other than the mastermind who secretly plotted with himself to get rid of Song Xiaokui's grandfather Song Haitao!

On weekdays, the two pretended to be very bland, but behind the scenes, they made a lot of small moves.

The owner is white, Song Qing is black, countless wealth, eighty-two accounts, can be described as a win-win situation.

"Brother Qingshu, why are you so flustered?" Song Yuanshan looked over with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The speed of Long Xinghe's pursuit stagnated, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was about to slip away.

"Brother Yuanshan, kill him quickly! He's a monster, a complete monster! My arm has been cut off by him! He even killed my family's guests, and... Still... He... Die... Song Qingshu said so much in one breath, and after speaking, he was already a little incoherent.

Song Yuanshan was even more puzzled, he only knew one thing, that is, Long Xinghe had almost killed Song Qingshu just now.

Song Qingshu can't die, he can do a lot of things for himself, especially unsightly things.

Song Yuanshan paused slightly, and then shot again.

The rock axe is powerful and heavy, and it exerts 100% power.

This power is enough to destroy a quarter of Liuli City, and Long Xinghe can't match it, and there is no extra domineering to stir up defensive qi.

At the moment when he was about to launch the Azure Flying Trick and wanted to leave.

The familiar old man, Wei Wuxin, reappeared.

"Little friend of the distant mountains, why are you so angry, you actually have such a strong killing intent against an immature teenager?"

"Senior Wei!" Long Xinghe said excitedly.

Wei Wuxin nodded slightly, and with a wave of his big hand, the rock axe kept flipping in the air, and the domineering power above it was also shattered.

Long Xinghe is safe.

"Hmph!" Song Yuanshan snorted heavily and did not answer, but at the same time, he helped Song Qingshu up.

Wei Wuxin asked a little knowingly, he saw Long Xinghe running around chasing Song Qingshu from afar, how could he not know.

Song Qingshu broke an arm, grinning in pain, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Originally, Song Yuanshan shot to kill Long Xinghe, and his demons could be broken, so he could breathe this out.

But he didn't know that his fear and trembling of Long Xinghe at the moment was already a matter of his life.

As long as he is not Long Xinghe's opponent when he fights alone, he will not straighten his waist.

Once he told his wife that he was defeated by Long Xinghe, his wife would go crazy with anger and scold him for being a waste.

What if she cried in anger and really scolded herself for being a waste?

He Song Qingshu has been the pride of heaven since he was a child, her wife has always been held in the palm of his hand, high up, flattered by him, and patted by him for 20 years, to let her know about it, she is not weaker than others in her life, and she will definitely look down on herself!

All these thoughts are the most uncomfortable things for him at the moment.

It's just unimaginable, and I can't imagine it.

"Brother Yuanshan, kill him!" Song Qingshu's eyes were covered with blood, almost madness.

Song Yuanshan wrinkled when he heard this.

How do you kill me? You treat me as stupid? Wei Wuxin deliberately favors this son, you tell me how to kill?

He didn't say these words in his heart, but smiled faintly.

"Wei Wuxin, this son is the dragon among people, but the killing intent is too heavy, I just wanted to hurt Brother Qingshu, I was indignant for a while, so I shot harder. Song Yuanshan said elegantly.

Wei Wuxin nodded, a little teachable.

"In this case, let the two of them put aside their hatred for the time being and get along. Wei Wuxin said calmly.

"No!" Song Qingshu absolutely couldn't tolerate such a thing.

But what can he decide if he becomes a king or loses a villain?

His fate is already in the hands of Song Yuanshan, as long as Song Yuanshan closes his eyes, Long Xinghe will definitely kill him.

"Calm down, Brother Qingshu, it's just an arm, and with some means, you can still grow back. ”

Calm terrible!

Long Xinghe felt that Song Yuanshan was not simple, and he was more than ten times stronger than Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was sluggish when he heard this, but after all, he had experienced a lot of wind and rain, so he calmed down after a while, "What Brother Yuanshan said doesn't make sense. ”

Wei Wuxin saw that the two of them didn't dare to make a mistake, smiled faintly, and looked back at Long Xinghe, "Let's go, go to the north of the city." ”

Long Xinghe bowed his hand and thanked him for his righteous action again.

The two quickly left.

Song Qianye and Song Shuihan also arrived in time, and when they saw Song Yuanshan, who was pale, and Song Qingshu, who had cut off one arm, they kept figuring it out.

"Yo, this isn't your good brother, Song Qingshu! Song Qianye said sharply with a sharp mouth.

"Hmph, just you're nosy!" Song Yuanshan looked at him coldly and said.

"I didn't expect that the Holy Soldier Valley was very lively, and there was also a big battle in Liuli City, and it was true that Song Dakong had obtained the holy weapon, but if you want to hurt Song Qingshu, I'm afraid it will be more difficult than ascending to the sky, right?" Song Shui said coldly.

Everyone was speechless, and they had already acquiesced, the person who hurt Song Qingshu was not Song Dakong.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!" Song Yuanshan's seven-tailed rock spirit rolled up Song Qing's book and left immediately.

Soon left the gloating two.

The two looked at each other and were happy in their hearts.

Others didn't know that Song Qingshu was doing things for Song Yuanshan behind his back, but the two of them noticed a lot of clues.

Song Qingshu is like Song Yuanshan's right-hand man, but now that his arm has been cut off, his strength must have decreased.

"Hahaha! Today, the three families in the south, south, and west each got a holy weapon, which was originally a draw, but Brother Yuanshan, injured an arm, it really made me smile. Hahaha" Song Chiba said.

"Brother Chiba is so interested, why don't you and I get together and have a drink?" Song Shui Han said.

"That's what I mean!"

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two went to an unknown place, God knows, Song Qianye knows, and Song Shui Han knows.

As for what the toast was about, no third person knew about it.

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Long Xinghe took Wei Wuxin back to the battlefield in the north of the city.

Song Dakong had already subdued Zhang Bai. The other overlords surrendered one after another.

However, there is no cheerful atmosphere.

Song Dakong, Song Xiaokui, and Song Zhiqiu were all worried about Long Xinghe.

Also, it was the broken arm on the ground, and the sinuous scars on it were very familiar.

On it, there was the breath of Song Haitao's saint-level qi trick.

But father, he has never fought with Song Qingshu, right?

Don't?!

An astonishing idea emerged.

Father's death must be related to Song Qingshu!

Song Dakong thought of it, so his face was like frost, more dignified than Song Zhiqiu and Song Xiaokui.

"Everyone's okay!" Long Xinghe shouted from afar.

The three of them looked up, and Long Xinghe's smile was calm, as if the big battle just now had never happened.

But the three of them showed joy.

Song Dakong secretly hid Song Qingshu's broken arm in the companion space, and hurriedly stepped forward, almost crying out of gratitude to Long Xinghe.

"Little brother, you're okay, great!" Song Xiaokui was slightly injured, but there was no lack of youth and beauty.

Long Xinghe grinned with a mouthful of white teeth, "It's okay, it's okay, you can't die!"

"Brother Xinghe. Song Zhiqiu had nothing to say, he had followed the battle of Long Xinghe in a hurry, and he couldn't say anything about the expressions of praise, but he gave a thumbs up.

It's all in plain sight.

"Long Shangbin, thanks to you, otherwise my Bei family would definitely suffer a devastating blow today!" Song Dakong said sincerely.

Long Xinghe smiled, and he was a little fluttering.

"What happened?" Wei Wuxin was puzzled.

"It's a long story, let's find a relatively quiet place, Uncle Wuxin. Song Dakong sighed faintly, and motioned for everyone to go to the ore vein to tell the matter in detail.

Now there are many overlords who have surrendered, and the mansion of the North family has been destroyed, so they can only find another place to negotiate.

"It's okay!" Wei Wuxin said.

(To be continued!)