Chapter 59: Can't pull out the knife

As soon as the movement outside sounded, Song Que turned around like a whirlwind, the figure flashed, and when Song Lu reacted, there was no longer his figure in the Knife Grinding Hall, only the treasure knife hanging on the wall hummed softly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

His gaze swept over, and soon found that one of the knives was missing, and his face suddenly changed, and he rushed to the door, and after taking a look, he sensed the qi and quickly walked towards a place outside the city.

Wang Qi's breath was like a tsunami from the mountains, descending from the sky and almost sweeping the entire mountain city.

Everyone in the city couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance, like a humble ant, facing the power of heaven.

At this moment, a sword intent that slashed everything burst out from the ground, climbing one by one, soaring straight into the sky, colliding with the breath descending from the sky.

Thundered~!

Suddenly, a roar like rolling thunder sounded, and waves of qi that even ordinary people could clearly see rolled towards the surroundings.

The wind rises, the clouds roll.

The invisible storm almost tore the white clouds over the mountain castle to pieces, revealing a sky as clear as blue crystal.

"Hiss~!"

Countless people in the mountain city gasped, and their hearts were shocked.

Wang Qi retracted his momentum, stopped abruptly at a height of 100 meters above the ground, and then swung towards a desolate stone slope outside the city like catkins.

Song Que stood on the top of the stone slope, the ground under his feet, which was originally hard and boulder, cracked through thick cracks, and countless gravel and gravel were blown apart by the wind.

After a moment, Wang Qi landed thirty meters in front of Song Que and looked at him quietly.

It was a handsome face without the slightest blemish, a pair of eyes that shone like jewels and radiant under the thick eyebrows, a broad forehead that showed wisdom beyond ordinary people, and a melancholy expression that could move anyone in silence, but made people feel that the depth of the emotion was elusive.

Song Que added frost to his temples, but he did not have the slightest sign of aging, but added to him the aristocratic style of a high-ranking lord and the demeanor of a Confucian scholar. It is also daunting and unattainable. With his even and graceful body shape and Yuanting Yuezhi's posture, he does have the intoxicating demeanor of a top master in the world.

"It's worthy of a heavenly sword!" Wang Qi sighed: "Most people in the world think that your strength is inferior to the three great grandmasters, but who knows that if you really fight for life and death, you will definitely be the one who can survive." ”

Song Que raised his head suddenly, his eyes as bright as the brightest starlight in the dark night sky, met Wang Qi's gaze like a sharp arrow, and asked in a deep voice: "I don't know how it compares to Your Majesty?" ”

When he spoke, he grasped the handle of the knife with one hand, and with a "zheng" sound, the knife in his hand made a pleasant groan as if it came to life, and the whole person and the knife formed an inseparable and integrated whole, which was completely a strong and profound feeling, subtle and indescribable.

A wall of sword qi like an iron wall, invisible but solid, with Song Que as the center, forced Wang Qi over.

After he said that, he took a step forward, and the huge momentum was like a surging surge from the sky and the earth, and with his sure and powerful steps, carrying the cold and bone-chilling sword qi, he rolled towards Wang Qi.

"Good!" Wang Qi praised with a smile, then turned calm and said coldly: "But this is not enough for you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he also took a step forward, the power of the gods was like a volcano erupting, the monstrous momentum surged, the sky and the earth seemed to collapse, and the heaven and earth shook with a bang, and the heaven and earth vitality within a radius of dozens of miles, like a torrent, rolled and surged towards Song Que.

Song Que felt that his body sank, and the soles of his feet fell into the rocks with a bang, and the ground cracked with a clatter.

A chill surged up from his heart, Wang Qi was so martial arts, unless he witnessed it, people didn't dare to believe it was true when he said it.

He had to resist with all his luck, wanting to force himself to swell up his fighting spirit, and even more to pull out his sword, otherwise he would inevitably be terrified and collapse without a fight.

However, he gathered all his strength, but he still couldn't block the oppression of this momentum like heavenly might, and the knife in his hand was even more difficult to pull out.

Song Que couldn't even control his body and began to tremble, only lasted for less than a moment, couldn't hold back any longer, spurted blood all over the sky, and fell on his back.

"Big brother!"

In the distance, "Earth Sword" Song Zhi and "Silver Beard" Song Lu finally arrived with Song Shidao and others, and after seeing Song Que's fall, they all cried out in tears.

With all their might, they rushed in.

"Boom! ……”

A long sword was drawn, and many people glared at Wang Qi angrily, as if they were about to rush up and fight hard.

"Presumptuous!" Wang Qi's face turned cold, he snorted lightly, and his momentum was slightly released, and he rolled over.

Bang bang......

One by one, these people turned into rolling gourds and fell to the ground screaming.

"Misunderstanding! Your Majesty is angry! Song Zhi wiped his sweat, quickly stood up from Song Que's side, ran to Wang Qi and apologized: "These juniors are not sensible, please forgive me, Your Majesty." ”

He had just checked Song Que's situation and knew that Song Que was fine, but his mind was damaged, and he was injured again, and he fainted temporarily.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect to find that the younger generation of the clan had angered Wang Qi in a blink of an eye, which scared him into sweat, and he hurriedly got up to be a peacemaker.

Wang Qi glanced at him and said to everyone: "Don't worry, for the sake of Yuzhi, I won't be cruel to him." ”

As he spoke, he stepped in front of Song Que, flipped his palm, and a cloud of water-based battle qi shot out and flew towards Song Que.

Many people wanted to stop it, but they didn't have time to react at all, and they saw that the black sphere energy was integrated into Song Que's body.

For a while, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and Song Shidao looked at Wang Qi with a sad face.

"Huh?" Song Lu, who was still holding one hand on Song Que's wrist, suddenly exclaimed in surprise and shouted, "Big brother's injury is suddenly healed." ”

"I'll see." Song Zhi hurriedly squatted down, wanting to investigate, but Song Que opened his eyes suddenly, pushed him away, and climbed up vigorously.

Wow......

Everyone all had an incredible look, at this time, Song Que looked a little injured, and his original pale face looked healthier than a normal person.

Wang Qi's unearthly method made everyone feel awed and curious.

Song Que closed his eyes and sensed his own situation, and after opening his eyes, he arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

"Nothing." Wang Qi waved his hand and said with a smile: "You have also seen my strength, why don't you invite me back to sit down, I guess you also have a lot of questions you want to know, right?" ”

Song Yi nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Your Majesty, please come with me." ”

"Hmm." Wang Qi flicked his sleeve robe, and heeled with one hand.

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