Facing the siege of Shu Feizhang and others, although Song Xuewu knew that it was difficult for him to win, he still never gave up the slightest opportunity to cause trouble for the enemy.

The ranking of the Huangquan Group is not a random arrangement, at least Song Xuewu has clearly felt that the remaining monks besieging her at this time are obviously more powerful than the people she has eliminated one after another in front of her, she is dodging and judging, she will never allow the slightest mistake, she wants to find a glimmer of life in a desperate situation.

At this time, even if the three layers are fully open, it is estimated that it is not enough to kill all the enemies in the field, but at this moment, not only Shu Feizhang has entered the level of the Holy Realm, but even the companions he recruited have three Holy Realms, not to mention the Huiyi who stood behind the crowd and has never spoken, but his momentum is crazy.

Therefore, Song Xuewu didn't plan to kill everyone, she needed an opportunity, an opportunity to be able to subdue Shu Feizhang with one blow.

"Still won't run away?"

Shu Feizhang smiled calmly: "It seems that what you said is a little different from what you think." ”

Song Xuewu frowned slightly, she had already planned the hǎode route a little bit, but at this time, she was unwilling to miss the flaws revealed by Shu Feizhang, hesitation was a very dangerous thing, and the fleeting opportunity was lost because of such a trace of hesitation.

She rolled on the spot, "grabbing, grabbing, grabbing" several sword weapons like long-eyed arrows in pursuit, her long sword stretched out, a flexible sweep.

"Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh"

The sword weapons that attacked her around her were all shot backwards again, and their power was even stronger than when they were issued, so that some masters who had left the Dust Realm could not even catch their own swords before they were pierced by the returning sword weapons.

The field was quiet, and the rest of the people surrounded Song Xuewu in the center, all moving with a wary look.

Song Xuewu's face was pale, but she still walked out towards Shu Feizhang carelessly, no one spoke, but even if the dominant Huangquan group was dominant, cold sweat could not help oozing from everyone's foreheads at this time, and even some members cast suspicious eyes at Shu Feizhang behind him, as if to say, "Can this demon girl really kill?"

Shu Feizhang looked at Song Xuewu, who was still calm at this time, and his heart was also beating a drum, but now if he escapes and shows a trace of weakness alive, he can really change the entire battle situation, so not only did he not retreat, but his face also showed a happy smile, and said: "Soon, soon, her physical strength has already reached the limit, brothers, don't be afraid, follow me." Saying that, this time he really rushed to Song Xuewu.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Song Xuewu's mouth, and she murmured: "The seventh layer of the True Spirit Forbidden, open." ”

A roar spread around Song Xuewu, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, the woman who had been exhausted suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura. Shu Feizhang had already seen the horror of Song Xuewu's outburst, knew what was going on now, and had already been completely prepared, only to see his body still in the air, flashing more than a dozen times without any rules, and then a written shield magic weapon surrounded his body, and there was a pale cyan light mask covering his body, etc., it was simply a series of invincible dodging combos.

It's a pity that whether it's Lian Dan or Lian Dan, defensive equipment, or exercises, they are all like clowns in the acrobatic troupe, just because Song Xuewu has never moved at all, this is not that Song Xuewu has any foresight, but after the seventh true spirit ban was lifted, the shock wave that erupted was too strong, and she lost her mind for a while.

However, fortunately, Shu Feizhang, the only one in the field who can still perform normally, chose not to attack, but to blindly dodge defense, looking at his funny appearance, even the members of the Huangquan group couldn't help laughing, and at the same time a sense of disappointment lingered in the field.

"Be careful!"

I don't have time to think about it, according to Shu Feizhang's experience, Song Xuewu's outburst does not last long, as long as it wrestles for a while, the victory will definitely belong to them.

It's a pity that the way he turned around and ran away fell into the eyes of his companions, but there was no trace of fighting intent at all.

Song Xuewu can't care about the changes in the feelings of these people, she is just a figure, she originally planned to suffer a few attacks that did not hinder her in order to get out of the battle circle, but she didn't want the whole process to go smoothly, she didn't have any doubts, these stupid guys were not scared stupid by themselves.

The distance is getting closer and closer, although Song Xuewu's speed is already fast and difficult to see with the naked eye at this time, but at this moment, whether it is everyone's breathing or Shu Feizhang's figure, it seems to have become extremely slow in front of her eyes.

There was still a distance of ten zhang away, but Song Xuewu suddenly raised her hand and shook it, as if she wanted to pinch something in the palm of her hand.

Just when everyone was a little puzzled, the thunder and the rain were quiet, only to see a huge hand that followed Shu Feizhang's head, a giant hand that shimmered with crystal luster, and then saw the giant hand shake it casually as a matter of course.

Poof, it's like pinching a water bag, it's more like pinching a tomato, the red liquid slowly lies down along the gap between the ice crystal giant hand, and even sharp-eyed people can see the horror and helplessness of Shu Feizhang's pupils constricting at that time.

After doing these things, Song Xuewu bowed down and coughed violently, as if she was going to cough out her internal organs, and when she finally stopped, her face was already like gold paper.

She mentioned Shu Feizhang, who was dying, and then looked at the people who looked terrified at this time, and said without a smile: "If I were you, I would definitely choose to run away quickly at this time, do you still want to stand here to collect the body of this villain?"

"Run? ”

Huiyi opened his blood-colored eyes and said in a cold voice: "Whoever dares to flee will die!"

"Hmph, Seventeen, you can't control anyone here. ”

A bearded man was a little higher in the line than Hui Yi, and was even one of the remaining three Holy Realms, not only ignoring Hui Yi's warning, but even swaggering towards the distance.

Whoosh, a blood-colored red line, that is Huiyi's sword, that is also the blood splattered by the beard's strength, the two are mixed together, making people have an indescribable sense of bewitching. The bearded man's eyes widened, and he didn't understand why a Realm Realm Perfection could kill a Saint Realm powerhouse in seconds.

"These two madmen, brothers scattered and fled, otherwise no one would have survived today!"

I don't know who roared suddenly, and suddenly the remaining ten people turned into birds and beasts and scattered, Song Xuewu was already holding on to a breath, but he could only be indifferent, but Huiyi seemed to have lost his mind at this moment, knowing that although these fleeing monks were no threat to themselves, they still killed them one by one, maybe they felt that they were not sure about dealing with Song Xuewu, and wanted to use the extraction function of the evil sword to improve more strength, or maybe he was really a dead brain who did what he said.

Shu Feizhang didn't know when he opened his eyes full of hatred like a fierce beast, and he didn't care about his own attrition, and he greeted Song Xuewu who was not far away from him.

He was the first person in the last Legendary Realm powerhouse, he was the most genius powerhouse in the Tiangang Realm for ten thousand years, how could he lose to a female doll?

Boom, there was a muffled sound in Song Xuewu's body again, and the eighth layer of the True Spirit Forbidden was finally unlocked.

Song Xuewu's eyes were already pitch black, and her body slowly suspended into the void, like a god of death coming out of hell, ruthlessly pointing at Shu Feizhang who had stolen some of herself.

Ice Flame Finger, Soul Eater.

"Ahh

Shu Feizhang's body slowly disappeared, and the spirit body that rushed out of his body was even more painful and moaning in the void, just like his body, slowly dissipating.

"Ninety percent strength at the peak, but unfortunately there is only one breath left. ”

Song Xue Wumu's expression finally revealed a different emotion, which was faint panic and uneasiness, but there was no longer a trace of weakness and sweetness that Song Tian'er should have, she was a complete void saint Qianxue at the moment.

Looking at Hui Yi, who was still chasing and killing everywhere, she smiled bitterly, and then with a flick of her hand, the sword weapon in her hand shot out.

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven, although the people of the Void Realm have malicious intentions towards me, but I can't ignore my homeland, Ancestor, do you also calculate it like this?"

Hui Yiyi slashed off the head of an enemy with a sword, and was about to turn back, but suddenly the hair on his whole body turned upside down, and the blood-colored pupils turned around in a hurry under the crisis of life and death.

"Roar!"

He let out a roar like a beast, without the slightest thought of retreating, and then ran for a while, followed by a violent slash, and the blood-colored light curtain seemed to be a curtain towards the white line carried by Song Xue's sword weapon.

Boom, the earth shook the mountains and the blasting sound, and a deep pit of nearly 100 zhang appeared in the originally undulating hills, and the corpse in the battle between the two could not even find a piece of bone residue at this time.

Click, click, click

The sound of broken bones rubbing, Hui Yi seemed to have no trace of pain, and walked straight towards Song Xuewu.

"You actually killed Xiu'er! You damn it!"

Song Xuewu looked coldly at Hui Yi, who was walking step by step, her eyes were cold, and she said: "The nine layers of the True Spirit Forbidden, one layer is more dangerous than the other, and the other is more powerful than the other, I have already unlocked the first eight layers, do you think you will still be alive when I unlock the first layer?"

Shu Feizhang's blood-colored eyes were turning again, although he wanted to kill Song Xuewu now, but the evil nature of his body tried his best to prevent him from acting so stupidly, and even his trembling legs became much stiffer because of this.

He cracked open his lips, which were already stained with blood for some time, and said word for word: "You should die, you should die!"

Song Xuewu finally began to panic, even in the face of an old immortal like Hou Wancheng, even if the True Spirit Forbidden had unlocked the first eight layers, there had never been such obvious emotions in her eyes, she was really afraid, afraid of this madman who had died