As soon as Song Xing palmed down, a loud bang could be heard in the entire Lin'an City, and the houses on both sides of the street collapsed, and the dust was all over the sky, and I don't know how many people were stunned.

As this Zen-like fist fell, Guan Qimeng's mouth spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered a few steps, and stood in place.

Guan Qi's gaze at Song Xing was full of shock and disbelief.

At that moment just now, he seemed to see a vast universe, surrounded by countless stars, Song Xing turned into a bright moon and rose into the sky, illuminating every inch of the universe.

The position where Song Xing stood became a vast galaxy, and he seemed to have become the master of this vast galaxy, controlling hundreds of billions of bright stars.

"The sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers are all used, the swordsmanship of the world should be respected by you, Lao Tzu lost, convinced!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Guan Qi's breath suddenly failed, and his body quickly fell, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

This is the price paid for the display of the body-breaking invisible sword qi, although the power is overwhelming, but the consumption of the true element is a terrifying anomaly, and it has been triggered several times in a row, and the true element in the body has been exhausted.

"It's a pity that I didn't get to see you again in the end..."

With a low murmur, Guan Qi's breath became weaker and weaker, until there was no sound anymore.

There is such a kind of person in the world, who lives in their own world, speaks their own truths, pursues their own principles, and has nothing else to look at, no matter how much harm their actions have caused to others, and they are pointed out by thousands of people and become the public enemy of the world.

Guan Qi, a madman in the eyes of most people, is such a public enemy of the world who talks to himself and does not think wrong.

However, the red dust is reckless, and there are tens of millions of sentient beings, how many people have thought about how much courage it takes to face and bear to become the public enemy of the world? If you want to insist on yourself as a thousand people, how can you be as ordinary as you?

Is it really wrong to stick to the original intention of being clean and innocent?

Although he sighed in his heart, Song Xing did not stop at the slightest step, and ran straight towards Fang Yingkan and Yuan Thirteen, who were still alive behind Guan Qi.

Shentong Hou, Fang Yingkan is an ambitious figure.

His martial arts are superb, and the city is extremely deep. is obviously young and old, but he always likes to make a childish and cute, innocent appearance in front of people and makes people unguarded.

The so-called 'talking and laughing with a sword and laughing at blood, turning over his hands for clouds and raining', is a portrayal of his behavior without faith and righteousness.

For Fang Ying, no one in the world cannot be betrayed, no one cannot be deceived: whether it is the woman who was committed to him, or the stepfather who raised and nurtured him single-handedly...... And, of course, his men.

Fang Ying is young, but he has the true character of a hero, a heroic style, and a heroic personality.

He can be tough and vulgar at times, but also modest and polite when necessary; Sometimes arrogant and arrogant, but at the right time it can be gentle and emotional.

He knows both radical and compromised. When the time comes, immediately seize everything by unscrupulous means; But he also knows how to give in and be patient, waiting for a good opportunity.

He is conceited but not complacent, avoiding Fengyuan and even stepping down to deal with the aftermath, all of them are fine, advance and retreat freely, and are good at management, and the Youqiao Group founded by one hand secretly colludes with businessmen in various provinces and counties to manipulate the world's oil, rice, salt, cloth, and sugar transactions, and is rich enough to rival the country.

has the power and money, and naturally there is no shortage of people who want to take refuge in him. This is also the reason why he was able to organize so many people to besiege Xiao Qiushui.

But now, his power, money, and connections can't save his life.

It wasn't until Song Xing's fist came to him that he understood why Guan Qi looked at him so disdainfully before.

The powerhouses of the Six Realms of Martial Arts are not something he can calculate at all.

Song Xing's body swept over Fang Ying quickly, leaving behind a lifeless body.

At the same time as Fang Ying saw that he fell to the ground, an extremely sharp invisible arrow qi had already arrived at Song Xing's heart.

Yuan thirteen limit, sad little arrow!

Song Xing lowered his head indifferently, clenched his fists into a seal, and slammed it directly on the sad little arrow, shattering that terrifying energy.

smashed together, as well as the heart of the thirteenth limit.

After killing the Yuan Thirteen Limit, Song Xing stood in place, raising his head and looking into the distance.

With his eyesight, he could clearly see the bright yellow figure on the highest tower of the palace.

Without waiting for Chase and the others to come forward to talk, Song Xing's body was already moving forward quickly, running towards the location of the palace.

Before, when he was talking to me in the Shenhou Mansion River Zhuge Zheng, he had thought about how to save Yue Fei's current predicament.

He hid it in his heart, and one way he didn't confide in Zhuge Zheng was to kill Zhao Gou and Qin Hui.

Now that Zhao Gou had arranged for Fang Ying to kill them, Song Xing naturally had no scruples.

After the crisis of the Shenhou Mansion was resolved, seeing that Yan Maniac and Xiao Qiushui no longer knew where to fight, Song Xing simply killed the palace.

With his current realm, the Praetorian Guards guarding outside the palace could not cause him effective damage at all, and he was quickly killed by him through the military formation and rushed straight towards the palace Ouchi.

There are many buildings in the palace, and all kinds of houses, pavilions, and palaces are lined up one after another. Song Xing followed the previous induction, the speed was extremely fast, and he crossed a distance of several miles in just a few breaths, and fought all the way in, and it was easy to find the location of Zhao Gou's dormitory - Qiankun Palace.

The moment Song Xing stepped into the palace gate, a powerful attack struck.

Feeling the strong wind coming from his side, Song Xing sneered and slapped his backhand.

Two surging winds collided together, setting off a violent gust of wind.

The sneak attacker couldn't control his body, and took three or four steps back, so that he could stabilize his body.

Song Xing raised his eyes and saw an old eunuch holding a metal stick in front of him.

The old eunuch is about fifty years old, his face is like a crab shell, the color is close to green bricks, his white eyebrows are like snow, the corners of his lips are downward, and he is majestic and solemn. The wrinkles on the face are criss-crossed, and the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes are even deeper, and the whole person feels eerie and mysterious, which makes people can't help but feel awe.

At this moment, the old eunuch stared at Song Xing, his eyes flashing with a terrifying cold: "Little beast, dare to trespass into the palace?" It's just daring! ”

Song Xing looked at the appearance of this old eunuch, and the information he had seen in the Shenhou Mansion before came to his mind, and guessed that the old eunuch was Mi Cangqiong, the chief eunuch of the Great Interior.

Mi Cangqiong, a eunuch in the palace, a descendant disciple of Zhang Tianai, the marquis of Huaiyin, codenamed 'no', learned that the marquis of Huaiyin integrated the wind sword and frost sword one thousand and one into one Chaotian stick.

An important member of the Youqiao Group of the organization, and also a close member of the emperor, everyone in the palace called him Mi Gonggong, and his internal and external kung fu has reached an incredible level.

Mi Cangqiong had no intention of saying more to Song Xing, and after scolding, he danced nine stick flowers towards the sky.

The dancing stick screeched.

All of a sudden, the fog drifting over the palace seemed to be sucked into his stick wind.

His stick was extremely long, and the more it went, the more sharp it became, like a living and uncontrollable thing, and it made all kinds of sharp noises in his hands: like a lion's roar, like a tiger's roar, like a wolf's howl, like an eagle's rest, and the stick writhed, twitched, and bounced endlessly, like a dragon, and this dragon whirled in the hands of Mi Cangqiong; Like a snake, but this snake is controlled in the palm of the sky.

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