Chapter 329: I'm Sorry, It's All My Daughter's Unfilial Piety!

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Song Yan's eyes stared coldly at Xuan Xin, whose breath of life was getting weaker and weaker, and whispered to him: "In my eyes, you group of immortal cultivators are really not good? ”

"You...... Burst! ”

opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Xuanxin fell to the ground with his head up to the sky, completely losing his breath of life. [The network is updated quickly, the website page is refreshing, there are few advertisements, no pop-ups, I like this kind of website the most, I must praise it] probe my hand, Song Yan took out the dagger that was 'inserted' in Xuan Xin's body, and went to the secret path in his heart, this group of people practiced garbage exercises, used garbage magic weapons, and even the Dao base they cultivated was also a miscellaneous 'sex' Dao base, so there was a big gap between their strength and that of real immortal cultivators.

Seeing his beloved disciple die, Wu Yangzi clenched his fists, stared at the fallen body with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and said: "You are a congenital nine-fold immortal cultivator, and there are several magic weapons around your body, you will actually lose in the hands of a congenital eight-fold mortal martial artist, and you will simply lose the face of the teacher, but although you have lost the face of the teacher, but this revenge, the teacher still has to avenge you!" ”

Yan Huang side.

When the members of the God of War team saw Song Yan kill another immortal cultivator, they all 'revealed' their incredible looks, because, when Xuan Xin came on the field, the four commanders of Long Jian and King Kong explained to everyone that this Xuan Xin's cultivation had reached the innate ninefold.

After experiencing the previous eight defeats, in everyone's opinion, not to mention the challenge of skipping the level, even if you can defeat an immortal cultivator who is one level lower than yourself, it is very difficult.

Although Song Yan won two games, in the first game, the monk cultivated only the innate sevenfold, one weight lower than him, and the second time, the green-robed Taoist priest was the innate eightfold, which was comparable to his cultivation.

But now, Xuanxin is an innate ninefold, so no one thinks that Song Yan can win.

But in the blink of an eye, Song Yan actually killed the impossible opponent with one move.

"Why do I feel that those immortal cultivators have suddenly become so weak?" Zhao Ying said with some suspicion. [The network updates quickly, the website page is refreshing, there are few ads, no pop-ups, I like this kind of website the most, I must praise it]

"It's not that they're weak, it's that our captain is too strong!" Wu Feng said in a deep voice, an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

"Also, Ah Yan has always been good at leapfrogging challenges! It's just that I didn't expect that his strength has become so strong! Zhao Ying nodded approvingly.

Over in the auditorium.

The head of state, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly turned his head to Zhao Changsheng and said, "Old Zhao, the kid on the field should be called Song Yan, is he from your Zhao family?" ”

Zhao Changsheng smiled and nodded: "This child is my righteous son." ”

"There is no limit to what this kid has accomplished." The Führer sighed, and then said to the secretary who was standing beside him: "Go and tell Han Song, let him quickly replace Song Yan, and don't let him mess around anymore!" ”

The Führer's words fell into the ears of everyone, everyone knows that the Führer is protecting Song Yan, although Song Yan has won three games in a row, the first two games are good to say, the third game is really a bit of a fluke, if it weren't for his surprise attack with a strange speed, assassinate Xuanxin in one fell swoop, once Xuanxin sacrificed the magic weapon, it is difficult to say who wins and who loses.

Han Song, who got the order, hurriedly stepped forward and said to Song Yan: "Song Yan, it's over, go down!" ”

"Slow!"

Wu Yangzi's voice sounded.

"What advice do you have from your predecessors?" Han Song said to Wu Yangzi who was stepping over with an ugly face.

Wu Yangzi glanced at Song Yan lightly, and said coldly: "Three days ago, we both set the rules of the competition, each side will send a hundred people, and one person will fight one game, but this kid has played three games in a row, so he has broken the rules!"

If you break the rules, you should be punished.

Now, I'll give you two choices, one, let him continue to fight until he is killed, and second, take the three palms of the poor road, if the three palms don't die, you can also end up! ”

"I choose the first one!"

Without waiting for Han Song to speak, Song Yan preemptively made a choice.

Han Song looked at Song Yan helplessly: "Why are you ......?" ”

"Don't worry, Han Lao, I'm sure!" Song Yan squeezed his eyes at Han Song.

"Then be careful!"

Han Song nodded and retreated to the sidelines.

And the 'color' of the Führer's face is a little 'gloomy', the immortal cultivators want to suppress people with power, they really have no way to resist, they just hope that Song Yan can kill a few more immortal cultivators, but Song Yan himself, I'm afraid it will fall.

"Bastard! They're too shameless! Tang Qingya said indignantly.

"They are blatantly trying to put Brother Song to death!" Ye Feng looked at Song Yandao in the field worriedly.

In the field.

Wu Yangzi stared at Song Yan and said slowly: "Junior, the only ending against our immortal 'gate' is death, you just wait for death slowly!" ”

"Really?"

Song Yan smiled undeniably, and decided in his heart that he would kill all this group of immortal cultivators today.

"Humph!"

Wu Yangzi dodged away, and then, another innate ninefold immortal cultivator walked into the middle of the field.

Because he learned the lesson of Xuanxin, before this person came on the field, he sacrificed a bronze bell magic weapon, this magic weapon is a three-grade treasure weapon, after the sacrifice, it will release a one-foot-thick treasure light, enveloping itself.

"My name is Chang Yan, remember, don't forget my name when you go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, this innate ninefold immortal cultivator named Chang Yan launched an attack on Song Yan.

His magic weapon is also a flying sword.

This flying sword is also a three-grade treasure, but the refining technique is very rough, and it is not as good as Song Yan's bronze flying sword.

With a finger in his hand, the flying sword was like a black 'colored' lightning that instantly rushed straight to the center of Song Yan's eyebrows.

In the face of the sudden black 'colored' flying sword, Song Yan did not show the slightest panic, he raised his hand and pointed out.

There was a sword spilling out between his fingers.

"Bang!"

This wisp of sword light successfully hit the black 'colored' flying sword, not only blocking it, but also knocking it back.

"You, how can you repel my flying sword?"

As the saying goes, when I saw this scene, I couldn't help but 'show' my 'color' of shock and surprise.

Even if he himself didn't dare to resist the flying sword of the Sanpin Treasure Weapon without a magic weapon, but now, this mortal martial artist did it.

"What is this?"

Song Yan smiled at Chang Yan, and that smile fell in his eyes, but it had a bad taste.

At this moment, Song Yan grabbed it.

The black-colored flying sword was instantly grasped by him.

Seeing this, Chang Yan is happy, this guy really killed himself, and he actually dared to catch my flying sword.

So, he hurriedly pinched a sword trick.

However, just as he pinched the sword technique, Song Yan's sword yuan suddenly broke into the inside of the flying sword, and instantly broke the 'essence' spirit mark left in the flying sword by the common saying with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

"Poof!"

Chang Yan opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, sensing that the connection between himself and the flying sword had been severed, and he couldn't help but be shocked and inexplicable.

"You, how did you do that?"

"Want to know? I don't tell you! ”

Song Yan smiled playfully, and when his body shook, he came to Chang Yan's body, and raised his hand to blast out a palm.

"Although I don't know how you broke the mark of my flying sword, you still ...... want to break my Admiralty Divine Light!"

"Click!"

Chang Yan's words hadn't spoken yet, but Song Yan's fist directly blasted the one-foot treasure light, and then punched Chang Yan's 'chest', Zhen Yuan penetrated through his body, and directly strangled the opponent's heart to pieces.

Chang Yan's voice stopped abruptly, a pair of eyes became more and more dim, and finally he fell to the sky, but his eyes were wide open, and he didn't figure it out when he was dying, why could Song Yan easily break through his magic weapon defense?

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