This beard was dragged down by Song Li, and Ling Nanzi's jaw was already red and swollen by him so tossed, and not only the beard, but also the eyebrows were not left. 【No Pop-up Novel Network】http:///

"Song Li, you, you."

Ling Nanzi was so angry that he didn't know what to say!

A purple flame suddenly appeared in Song Li's hand, and the emperor fire quickly turned the beard in his hand into ashes, and then said with a light smile: "Lingnanzi seniors should be calm, look at Elder Yunwu, my head has been flicked into a Buddha, don't you say anything." ”

Yunwu had no hair, and at this time he was very cooperative to touch his head with his hands, only to realize that his head was full of bags, which can be described as layers of mountains and mountains.

"Song Li, old man, old man is going to kill you..."Yun Wu said fiercely.

Song Li sneered: "It's as if you don't want to kill me if I don't play you as such." ”

Then he said, "Elders, before we start, I will invite you to listen to a little song to relieve your nervousness." ”

"Touch that sister's face..."

"Second touch the tip of that sister's jaw..."

"Three Touches ......"

At this time, several elders were already extremely angry, and various magic tricks were suddenly sacrificed.

"I'll wipe it, and I'll hit it when I say it."

"Don't play, light snow, reminiscence..."

Ning Qianxue's fairy-like appearance posture made everyone throb again.

Of course, Song Li slandered Duanyu again, why didn't he make a cool appearance posture for the difficult mandarin duck.

Bai Yi Ning Qianxue, she didn't look at anyone, just leaned on Song Li's waist standing beside her, and her hands swayed freely on the strings like a boneless.

Se Yin up...

Memories, memories of twilight...

All the noise came to an abrupt end, and there was a sudden silence.

In the quiet night, everyone's movements became slower, and even the magic in Ling Nanzi's hand had slowed down.

The sound was melodious, and the others had already fallen asleep, leaving only Ling Nanzi in a half-asleep and half-awake state.

In the dream, beside the haystack in the sunset, a young man and a young woman...

In his soberness, Song Li dragged his beard one by one, which had been renewed for fifty years...

Song Li, who was not happy on the side, could see everyone's illusion clearly, and when he saw Ling Nanzi's illusion, he couldn't help but be stunned: "It's almost two hundred years old, and you still have spring dreams." ”

Ning Qianxue's brows furrowed slightly after hearing this, and the hand that traveled the strings suddenly accelerated.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

Wisps of music turn into tangible sound blades, which can be seen by the naked eye, and the number of sound blades is constantly increasing.

One, two, three,...

Until countless ways.

I saw that the awe-inspiring swing of his right hand wiped sixteen strings with a thick surface.

The countless sound blades burst out in an instant, making a sound of friction in the air, but they echoed with the sound of the piano and merged into one.

After all, Ling Nanzi has been immersed in the Dao method for more than a hundred years, and he suddenly woke up at this time, although he was slightly surprised when he looked at the countless sound blades that came in front of him, but after all, he was half-asleep and half-awake just now, and he was somewhat prepared in his heart, and instantly sacrificed the sword in his hand, and the three-foot sword blade flew up and down, which was worthy of laying out a sword formation when the sound blade arrived.

"What kind of tactics are these tactics, using sound as a tool, have never been seen. ”

Ling Nanzi actually had some regrets in his heart, why did he accept the task of assassinating Song Li, at first he only felt that it would be a little difficult, as soon as he fought Ning Qianxue's heart-wrenching attack, Song Li instantly killed two Yuanying ninth-layer elders at that time, he felt that this task was very tricky, and then the turbidity world Qinglian was born, and the mysterious fairy then appeared to make them unconscious, and the recovery of consciousness was unheard of, and Song Li did not make a move, thinking that not only did he recover from his injuries, but also increased his strength, let alone kill Song Li, he didn't have complete confidence in whether he could get out safely。

It just so happened that at this moment, Song Li, who had been standing on the sidelines, was full of momentum, and the true qi in his body instantly skyrocketed, sending him to the peak without reservation.

"This is?" Ling Nanzi felt even more danger in his heart.

"You're at the peak of your primordial infancy?" Ling Nanzi couldn't believe it.

No one can believe that one moment it is still on the seventh floor of Yuanying, and the next moment it can become the peak of Yuanying.

"You, what secret method have you cast?" In Ling Nanzi's cognition, Song Li used a secret method to improve his strength in a short period of time. But he didn't believe it, which secret method could be continuously improved by three layers in the Yuan Infant Stage?

"What a secret method, Lao Tzu is now the pinnacle of the real Yuanying. Song Li stood proudly, his eyes full of disdain.

Suddenly, a jade flute appeared in Song Li's hand, which was difficult to leave.

Ling Nanzi chuckled in his heart, shouting that it was not good, a Ning Qianxue had already embarrassed him, if Song Li came again, he would definitely die.

But now the other five on his side are asleep, and he can only be a lamb to the slaughter.

The sound of the flute starts...

Memories of songs, memories of dust.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, glacial sand field.

The sound of the flute was as fierce as the hiss of ten thousand horses, rushing into Ling Nanzi's ears and reaching his heart.

And Ling Nanzi could feel the sound of the flute in his ears, and he also turned into a warrior in gold helmet and silver armor in his heart, this warrior was not one person, but the whole army, they rushed to kill the enemy, shouting and roaring.

His heart became a battlefield of battle between the two sides, where blood flowed, corpses strewn all over the field, and crows wailed.

"Poof..."Ling Nanzi spurted out a mouthful of blood, he knew that it would be impossible to resist this invisible and qualitative attack no matter what, and he turned his mind and roared: "Song Li, the two of you join forces to beat me alone, it is against the true character of my generation of monks. ”

"Old man, do you want to be shameless, the nine of you fighting two are the true colors of your monks?" Song Li sneered.

Ling Nanzi knew that he was at a loss, so he didn't dwell on it much, and then said: "I have the ability to fight one-on-one." ”

Ling Nanzi knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely die, although one-on-one might not be the opponent of Song Li, who was already at the peak of Yuanying, but at least he had the strength to fight.

Song Li sighed: "Do you want to humiliate yourself, okay, you actually have such a request, it's not good if I don't agree." ”

Song Li put away the mandarin duck, and Ning Qianxue naturally stopped plucking the strings, but she didn't put it away.

The other five members of the three major sects were all awakened, and they were vague about what was in front of them.

"Come on, Elder Lingnanzi. ”

Ling Nanzi's heart was down, and he took a step forward, he didn't think about letting a few other people shoot together, but looking at Ning Qianxue, who was ready to go, he knew that as long as those few people were involved, they would be confused by the sound of the sound, maybe Song Li would use that weird jade flute again, he would rather die in battle than let tens of thousands of people fight in his heart like torture to death.

"Miyun Sword Technique, Suri Sword Formation", Ling Nanzi came up with a killing move.

The sword in his hand kept getting bigger, and there was a chill at the edge.

"Formation", Ling Nanzi shouted.

A sword turned into several in an instant, each sword with the same power as that great sword.

The corners of Song Li's mouth wiped a trace of arc, and he sneered: "If it's just like this, then this battle will be over." ”

Immediately, there was no nonsense, and the fiery red of the whole body suddenly appeared.

"Thunder of Imperial Fire..."

The roar resounded through the sky, and the purple flames were intertwined with the Suri Sword Formation with the thunder, but at the slightest touch, the swords in the Sword Formation trembled, and they were soon out of Ling Nanzi's control.

Ding, ding, ding, ding...

In a few moments, all the swords in the sword formation fell to the ground, and the gloss of the sword body had turned black.

But the thunder of the Imperial Fire did not stop, and continued its scorching and roaring.

Ling Nanzi subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape, but before he could act, the thunder of the emperor's fire arrived, which was devoured in an instant, and there were no bones left.

"This is going to kill?" said Yunwu sadly, his tone full of suspicion.

Not only the clouds, but the other four elders were also in disbelief, their twitching faces were full of fear and hesitation, in their eyes, Song Li, who had exhausted his true qi and was dying at the moment, was like a god of war descending at this time, it was not that they didn't understand, it was that Song Li was changing too quickly.

It's no wonder that when Song Li and Ning Qianxue were in the backwater, they were still in the space blocked by Shen Kite, unconscious, and when the two returned to the Nebula Continent, several people quickly fell into Ning Qianxue's voice, and as soon as they woke up, they saw that Song Li killed the only remaining powerhouse of the ninth layer of Yuanying among them with one move, but in fact, the things that had passed for a long time before and after were just a moment in their eyes.

Ling Nanzi was killed by Song Li with one move, leaving the remaining five people with no fighting spirit, thinking about whether to fight or retreat next.

Song Li would give them a chance to think, and after a while, he said proudly: "Who is next, otherwise I will save trouble if we go together." ”

For Song Li's arrogant posture, several people hated itchy, but what can be done, people have strength and madness, these people are all strong people above the seventh layer of Yuanying, they have quite eyesight, and Song Li's body is overflowing with true qi, telling them that Song Li is already at the peak of Yuanying.

Song Lixin walked forward, looking leisurely and complacent, and slowly approached the five people of the three major sects.

Yunwu's face turned green, to be honest, among the remaining five people here, he hated Song Li the most, after all, the two elders closest to him in the sect died at the hands of Song Li and Ning Qianxue, and one of them was his own brother, but looking at the expressions of the other four at this time, he was obviously hesitant.

Song Li pressed aggressively, Yunwu's heart was horizontal, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, he was ready to be this bird, and shouted loudly at a few people: "Everyone go together, even if we are defeated, it's a big deal that we blow up the Yuan Baby, and let tens of thousands of people in Lincang City give us a funeral." ”

If you want to blow up the Yuan Baby, you go and blow it up, what's the matter with us, the self-explosion Yuan Ying represents a complete annihilation.

"Keep going, do you threaten me with the lives of these ordinary people again, and blow yourself up Yuanying? Is it good to have a bit of IQ, do you think my brother will give you such a chance?"

Song Li said, the true qi in his body suddenly mobilized, and suddenly came to Yunwu's side.

"Look at my brother's dog-beating stick method!"

In the hands of Song Li, who was difficult to leave the mandarin duck, he did not blow up, but smashed towards the clouds and mist with all his strength.

Ning Qianxue smiled lightly, shook her head slightly, and her slender jade hand plucked on the strings,

The sound is like a trickle of streams, soft into the ears.

In the face of Song Li's attack on the "dog beating stick", Yunwu naturally wanted to dodge, but when the sound sounded, his true qi that had just been halfway through the operation slowed down like this sound, and his movements also became gentle.

"The first style of beating the dog with a stick, hitting the dog's head with a stick. ”

"The second style of the dog stick method, or the stick to beat the dog's head"

"The third form of the dog stick method..."

"The fourth form of the dog stick method..."