Song Xing took one step and stomped on the floor with the soles of his feet, the entire grotto trembled, and with a loud bang, countless broken rocks slipped from the stone wall and smashed on the ground.

"The Demon Lord Hugh can bully the weak, and he will meet you when the poor road comes." Ning Daoqi, who had white hair, roared angrily and threw himself towards Song Xing.

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As the head of the three great masters in the world, Ning Daoqi's whereabouts have been uncertain for many years, but the power of the eight pounces with one hand is endless, and once it is used, it can often make the opponent powerless.

Ning Daoqi's cultivation is not any of the stunts of the rivers and lakes, the moves he uses are just ordinary martial arts moves, but each move is extremely exquisite, and even faintly reveals a trace of Taoist rhyme.

Eight flutters, Song Xing once learned a mastery, but at this moment, seeing Ning Daoqi use it, it is a completely different charm.

Song Xing sighed secretly: Sure enough, how can the three great masters in the world be vain.

He held the Great Evil King in his hand, and the demonic energy on his body was monstrous.

The Ten Tribulations of the Evil King are unpredictable, and even the realm of the Great Grandmaster may not be able to completely resist it.

Especially in the face of absolute power, all moves and strategies pale in comparison.

Song Xing's long knife slammed towards Ning Daoqi, and a little cold star suddenly appeared, as if it was about to pierce the night and pierce the sky.

Facing the great evil king of Song Xing, Ning Daoqi flipped his wrist, whisked the dust, and met the long knife.

The weapons collided, sparks splashed, and the two weapons collided, bursting out with brilliant brilliance, like two dazzling fireworks, brilliant and gorgeous.

"Bang bang!"

Song Xing's strength was extremely terrifying, even if it was as strong as Ning Daoqi, he couldn't shake it at all, and his steps were staggering, and he was in danger.

A look of surprise flashed in Ning Daoqi's eyes, he had already guessed that Song Xing's cultivation progress had exceeded his expectations, but after seeing Song Xing's martial arts with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but be shocked.

After a short confrontation, Song Xing stood firmly in place, while Ning Daoqi, who was once the first person in the Central Plains, staggered back a few steps.

"The Demon Lord is really good, no wonder Cihang Jingzhai needs to unite a few of us to attack you!" Ning Daoqi exclaimed.

"For the sake of the Cihang Sword Dictionary to be a fighter for the Buddhist family, it is a pity that the Taoist chief threw his life here today." Song Xing said in a deep voice, his eyes becoming more and more cold.

"Take me a knife!"

Song Xing stepped out in one step, his true qi skyrocketed, and the Great Evil King in his hand bloomed with a demonic red light, and a red light rose to the sky.

Ning Daoqi's face was solemn, and the dust in his hand shook and turned into thousands of filaments, enveloping Song Xing.

Song Xing snorted coldly, his body shook, and he actually relied on his physical strength to tear through the defense of the dust and pounce towards Ning Daoqi.

He grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand, held the scabbard with his left hand, and threw it reluctantly, and the Great Evil King flew straight towards Ning Daoqi's chest.

At the same time, Song Xing's left fist clenched and hit Ning Daoqi's chest.

The two of them moved, as fast as lightning, and they had collided together in an instant.

"Peng ......"

Ning Daoqi snorted and took a step back.

"Again."

Song Xing was unforgiving, and pounced towards Ning Daoqi again, but he didn't guard against Bi Xuan, Fu Cailin, and Shi Zhixuan at the same time, instantly forming a four-to-one situation.

Song Xing's face was gloomy, and he sneered: "Winning more than less is really despicable." ”

"My generation of martial artists only talks about results, not benevolence."

Shi Zhixuan said, "Besides, when dealing with a person who is about to die, why pay attention to fairness? ”

Song Xing gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to kill me, it's a fool's dream." ”

Shi Zhixuan shook his head and said, "You think too highly of yourself." ”

Ning Daoqi suddenly interjected: "Everyone, let's shoot together, lest the Demon Lord escape." ”

"Good."

The other three nodded, urging their true qi at the same time.

Suddenly, the aura between heaven and earth boiled wildly, as if it was being pulled into, frantically poured into their bodies, gathered together, and merged into their true qi, and suddenly, heaven and earth were filled with a suffocating terrifying momentum, and even the walls, pillars, and floor tiles in the grotto were shocked by this terrible momentum.

With a "boom", Ning Daoqi, Shi Zhixuan, Bi Xuan, and Fu Cailin attacked Song Xing together.

Song Xing took a deep breath and poured all the surging true qi in the dantian into the Great Evil King, who buzzed and vibrate, and the red light flickered, like a burning flame, blazing and scorching.

Song Xing's sword became more and more domineering, sweeping around, like a demon god of the world, the sword qi was raging, where the blade passed, the remaining walls and pillars of the palace all collapsed, and even the hard bluestone floor left a shocking knife mark.

Boom Boom Boom!

The sound of dense impact continued to be heard, and the energy was overflowing.

Shi Zhixuan, Bi Xuan, and Fu Cailin also did not have any reservations, and poured their true qi into their strongest moves, doing their best to attack Song Xing.

The four true qi mixed together, creating an even more violent conflict, and the sound of collision came and went.

Song Xing protected his body with the Great Evil King, and with one enemy and four, he did not fall below at all.

His knife skills are fierce and fierce.

The Ten Tribulations of the Evil King were unleashed, and the air was filled with an evil aura, winding towards the great masters like a living thing.

"Ahh

Ning Daoqi clutched his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, his body staggered backwards, and he almost fell.

Song Xing said with a cruel smile in his eyes: "Death!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Great Evil King's sword flashed and slashed towards Ning Daoqi's neck.

"Bang!"

A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the two severed fingers fell to the ground, Ning Daoqi's face turned pale, his body kept trembling, and blood gushed from the corners of his mouth.

Song Xing sneered, and was about to continue to hurt the killer, when he suddenly felt a sharp sense of crisis coming from behind him, his face changed, and he reacted quickly, and the big evil king in his hand slashed at him, and the knife flashed, blocking behind him.

Laugh at!

Bi Xuan's slap from behind was blocked by him.

He turned his head and saw that Bi Xuan's right hand was in the shape of a claw, with five fingers spread out, like an eagle's claw.

Song Xing snorted disdainfully, brandished the Great Evil King Knife, moved his footsteps, avoided Bi Xuan's eagle claws, and slashed away with his backhand.

At this moment, Fu Cailin pinched the seal in his hand, and a sword qi roared, with Sen Ran's killing intent, and went straight to Song Xing's head.

Song Xing's figure was on the side, dodging this sword.

"Bang!" Shi Zhixuan's legs kicked the ground, and the whole person was like an arrow off the string, ejecting out, and a hook punch hit Song Xing's waist.

Poof!

Shi Zhixuan punched Song Xing behind him, but instead he spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body was like a broken kite, he flew out, smashed heavily on the stone wall, and slowly fell.

He struggled to his feet, and when he looked down, his chest was soaked with blood from his mouth.

"How so!"

Shi Zhixuan struggled to get up, only to feel an extremely powerful anti-shock force, which made his arms numb, and looked at Song Xing with a shocked expression.

"His strength is even stronger than before."

Ning Daoqi said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, don't keep your hands anymore, kill him first." ”

As soon as the words fell, Bi Xuan and Shi Zhixuan shot again and came towards Song Xing.

At this moment, Song Xing's whole body muscles tensed, the true qi in his body was agitated, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was motionless, allowing the four of them to attack.

Seeing God, his physical body is stronger than King Kong, and it has long been beyond the ability of ordinary swords to hurt.

"Bang!"

Song Xing roared wildly, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly rose, and the red glow on the Great Evil King became even stronger.

A destructive aura spread out.

"Not good!"

The four of them sensed this coercion and changed color one after another.

In the next second, Song Xing opened his eyes, and the Tong hole was like a black hole, extremely deep and containing destructive power.

"Slash!"