Everyone expected that Song Lin would be defeated, but they didn't expect him to lose so quickly, devastating, and without the power to resist.

The most frightening thing is that he took the initiative to attack, Qiao Yuan is defensive counterattack, both are one punch, Song Lin's punch is amazing, enough to make the monks of the late Yuan Infant have to treat it solemnly, but Qiao Yuan's punch is not the slightest surprise, it seems to wave his hand at will, not even the breeze is driven, it is two punches that look so different, but the result is a big surprise.

It can be seen that Qiao Yuanzhi is no longer at the same level as Song Lin, just like a strong adult bullying a teenager.

The sound of inhalation sounded in the square one after another, whether it was the young and vigorous Tianjiao or the unfathomable old monster, they were all shocked, and their eyes looking at Qiao Yuan were different.

But before they could think about it, Qiao Yuan turned into a rainbow of light, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, setting off a butterfly wind, only taking Song Lin's head, its speed and momentum, from a distance, people can't help but feel cold on the soles of their feet, and their backs are cold.

Song Lin trembled and retreated, wanting to resist, but Qiao Yuan's speed was too fast, the blood-colored fist shadow had just broken in the previous breath, and he had already come to him less than ten zhang in front of him in the next breath, not giving Song Lin a chance to resist and retreat at all, as if he was going to kill with one blow.

"Ancestor...... Ancestor save me!"

Unable to care about his face and image anymore, Song Lin only had time to shout such a sentence in a trembling voice, and his eyes were replaced by endless white light, his brain was instantly blank, and his consciousness was in a drowsiness, and he seemed to hear bursts of restless and chaotic voices around him, with exclamations, angry shouts, reprimands, and wild laughter.

At the top of Huyue Mountain, Nan Songzi looked down at the bottom, his expression moved slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if the Song family's every move was under his control.

Then he turned his head to look at Mo Yangzi with an indifferent smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I don't know what friends think of this battle, who can have the last laugh?"

"Before the last step, how do you and I know the winner?"

Mo Yangzi still smiled lightly, moved his steps lightly, and seemed to block in front of Nan Songzi intentionally or unintentionally, and looked at the flower platform below.

From this condescending view, the mountain square below seems to have turned into a game of chess, and the center of the flower platform is also the center of the chess game, and it is also the most fierce place today.

I saw that the focal point of thousands of zhang in a radius had been shrouded in a layer of white light curtain, and it looked like a transparent square box was buckled upside down, isolating the outside world.

In the light curtain, there were only three people, Qiao Yuan, Ling Wanchen, and Song Lin, who was in a trance and sat on the ground.

"Song Tianan, what do you want to do?"

When everyone saw the ancestor of the Song family laughing and getting up, they immediately understood that the light curtain should be his handiwork, Ling Ruyuan, Duan Tiangu and the others were furious, and suddenly burst out with all their cultivation, and their eyes were cold.

"This is the Great Spatial Stripping Array, which cannot be broken by non-soul transformation stage cultivators, if you have the ability, you can try it. ”

The old ancestor of the Song family ignored Ling Ruyuan and the others, waved his big sleeves, rolled up all the clansmen of the Song family, and went straight to the flower platform, his speed was amazing, and before everyone could react, he had already rushed into the white light curtain and stood on the flower platform.

"Old horseman, you dare!"

With a roar, Ling Ruyuan's eyes were red, his whole body was boiling, and he chased straight away, bursting out with the terrifying coercion of the Yuan Infant Great Perfection, and a punch landed on the white light curtain.

It was followed by Duan Tiangu's angry blow, as well as Yan Chenzi, the red-robed boy and others bombarding with all their might.

The rumbling sound echoed throughout the Moon River Sect, and all the guests were stunned, thinking that the white light curtain would be shattered, but they didn't expect that there was not even a trace left on it.

The ancestor of the Song family stood in it and sneered, waving his hand, those Jindan clan people who had always followed and had a bad aura scattered together, falling in all directions, I don't know what means they used, they actually dissolved on the spot strangely, as if they had integrated themselves into the formation.

As they merged, the white light curtain became thicker and thicker, as if it had been thickened several layers on the basis of the previous one, and the scene inside could still be clearly seen, but now only a few vague figures could be seen.

"Chen'er. ”

Ling Ruyuan unwillingly bombarded the light curtain with dozens of punches, but seeing that it did not move, his heart was anxious and angry, others didn't know, but he understood that the goal of the Song family ancestor was not Qiao Yuan, but Ling Wanchen.

It's just that he never expected that this ancestor of the Song family would be so bold that he would dare to be a person in Yuehe Sect, in front of Nan Songzi.

"The Space Stripping Great Array is indeed a fifth-level formation that only a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator can break, and even if a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator makes a move, it will take a lot of time to break this formation, and now it ...... Alas!"

Duan Tiangu glanced up at Nan Songzi, who was high above, and saw that he was motionless, he knew that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and he sighed bitterly, and his tone of wanting to speak again made the people around him suddenly come over.

"Master, let the disciple try it, I believe that the little junior brother will ...... in a short time There will be no accidents. ”

At this moment, Su Zhen, who had never moved, walked out of the crowd and spoke softly to Duan Tiangu.

After getting his consent, Su Zhen turned around and walked towards the flower platform, his pace was not fast, and everywhere he passed, the crowd scattered a road, even Ling Ruyuan, after groaning, he moved out of the way, although his expression was slightly calm, but his clenched fists showed his inner worry.

All the guests did not expect that such an accident would occur in this world-renowned double cultivation ceremony.

If it had been changed before, those sects that had friction with the Moon River Sect would have gloated and would be willing to watch the excitement, but now they are not in this mood, they all have a solemn face, and they withdraw from this area intentionally or unintentionally, as if they are avoiding suspicion.

Not to mention the outside, inside the formation, on the flower platform, Qiao Yuan and Ling Wanchen were also shocked by this sudden scene, but the two of them did not show the slightest surprise, but they also prepared to defend as quickly as possible.

"Husband. Ling Wanchen rushed to Qiao Yuan's side as soon as possible, grabbed his left hand, and stood side by side with him, with a fierce light in her eyes, even if her cultivation was here, except for those Jindan period clansmen who had integrated into the formation, it was the lowest, but with Qiao Yuan by her side, even if she faced a tough enemy, she felt extremely relieved.

Qiao Yuan looked at Song Lin who was sitting on the ground on the side, a strange light flashed in his eyes, the dazzling white light just now was emitted from the center of his eyebrows, and this spatial stripping array was also formed by a strange bead flying out of his eyebrows.

On that strange bead, Qiao Yuan felt a breath that even he was trembling with, even in the face of Nan Songzi, he didn't feel that way.

"This formation is definitely not something that the ancestor of the Song family can arrange. Qiao Yuan said secretly in his heart, and suddenly remembered Su Zhen's words of reminder for no reason, and his vigilance rose.

Just as he was pondering, the arrogant and joyful laughter of the ancestor of the Song family spread all over the place, and the words thundered like muffled thunder, revealing a monstrous killing intention.

"Haha...... , little bastard, today you are not as lucky as last time, here, you can't escape, and no one can save you. ”

Qiao Yuan frowned, turned his head to look at the ancestor of the Song family, although there was solemnity in his eyes, but it was not as stressful as the last time.

After all, his cultivation has reached the late Yuan Infant stage, and the God of War Jue has even cultivated to the second vein, and his strength is not what it used to be, and with all kinds of means, there is no chance of winning a battle with him.

Without any room for verbal communication with him, Qiao Yuan silently stuffed an off-white bead into Ling Wanchen's hand, his eyes were soft, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a reassuring smile.

"Wanchen, you hold the space bead, if there is danger, don't worry about me, enter it immediately. ”

After explaining this, without any warning, Qiao Yuan suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already above Song Lin, only a foot away from his heavenly spirit, and he could completely kill him by raising his hand.

Faced with this sudden scene, Song Linru was poured a basin of cold water on his body, his mind instantly sobered up, his eyes showed despair, and the Song family in the distance was shocked and wanted to make a move, but his speed was obviously too late to save Song Lin.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came out, and at the moment when Qiao Yuan's palm fell rapidly, the space above Song Lin's head shattered, and a semi-illusory big hand quickly stretched out from the shattered space and collided with Qiao Yuan's palm.

Back then, in the dense forest of Chu Mountain, Lianyue had broken through the space and reached out a palm to save Yunshuijun, and today this scene is repeated again, although the palm is in a semi-illusory room, and the gap between Lianyue's palm is huge, but this kind of magic power to break through the space is not something that a Yuan Infant Monk can do.

Qiao Yuan's pupils shrank, his right palm was numb for a while, and he withdrew backwards, suppressing the shock of qi and blood in his body, and forcibly played out two prohibitions, avoiding the palm from both sides, and only taking Song Lin's eyebrows and dantian, looking at it, it seemed that he had to kill him.

After such a short period of blocking, the ancestor of the Song family has already come to the front.

His right hand withdrew from the void in front of him, and pressed it towards the two prohibitions, the sound of clicking echoed, and it was faintly visible that there were mirror-like cracks in the space in front of him, and the two prohibitions completely collapsed without any suspense.

"It's just in time!" Qiao Yuan sneered, the God of War Technique was running wildly, the power of blood and qi in his whole body exploded, and the blood lines of the two veins were condensed, and he suddenly punched out towards the ancestor of the Song family.

This punch shook the earth, the entire flower platform immediately collapsed, dusty, although it did not shatter the surrounding space, but the screaming sound of the fist wind was extremely harsh, full of momentum, as if a full blow, not retaining half a point.

At the same time, Ling Wanchen also burst out with the power of all the blood of the God of War, condensing the phantom of the God of War behind him, forming a bloodline suppression of the ancestor of the Song family.

With her, the people of the Song family will never be able to exert ten percent of their strength, the ancestor of the Song family is okay, with his strong strength, it is enough to weaken the suppression of the bloodline to the minimum, but the head of the Song family and Song Lin are not as good, and the cultivation of the two of them was suppressed by as much as forty percent at once.

"Look for death!"

The ancestor of the Song family glanced at Ling Wanchen, he didn't care about this suppression, his eyes showed contempt, and when he raised his hand, he threw out a fierce punch.

But at the moment when the two of them were about to touch, a silver light flew out from in front of Ling Wanchen with a roar, like an off-string arrow that could shoot down the stars, and the cold light shocked the world, heading straight for the Song family patriarch.