Chapter 583: Snowflakes with Tears
Song Si's sword was too fast, and it was difficult for the Emperor of the Qin and Snow Immortals to see it clearly, and the moment he turned around, it was a sword that sealed his throat!
At this moment, she finally saw Song Si's face clearly, and saw Song Si's sword qi clearly!
Domain Master ......
She wanted to shout, but she couldn't, only the blood bubbles gushing out of her mouth and the hoho sound before death came.
Awe, fear, come from these!
She understood, and finally turned into two lines of tears, staring at Song Si.
"Domain Master, it's dangerous here, it's a formation, break the formation quickly...... Leave ......"
Xuehua was in tears, and Emperor Qin Xue Immortal hoped that Song Si could understand the meaning in her gaze, and it was obvious that this was impossible.
The sword qi erupted, the head flew up, and the eyes of the Qin Xue Immortal Emperor turned from the sky to the earth, and finally turned into a silent darkness.
Tears!
Why did she cry, did she regret her shot?
Song Si's eyes were cold, looking at the corpse of Qin Xue Immortal Emperor, a little puzzled, a little confused.
and the gaze in the woman's eyes before she died, which clearly had other meanings, which Song Si couldn't understand.
What's going on here?
Dispelling the cluttered thoughts in his mind, Song Si sensed the surging true qi in his body, and began to take advantage of this gap to heal his injuries.
In the distance, the Seven Tribulation Emperors had already fought with the six Innate Peaks, and no one noticed the battle that ended here, they had fought to the point of forgetfulness!
Golden opportunity!
Song Si didn't think that these people were helping him drag down the strong enemy, on the contrary, they thought that he was hit hard by the Seven Tribulation Emperor's move, and he was already a fish in his hand, so he planned to deal with the most dangerous Seven Tribulation Emperor first, and then turn around and talk about how to distribute Song Si.
Finally, when the injury was almost recovering, the seven innate people in the melee finally noticed Song Si!
Looking at the corpse of the Qin Xue Immortal Emperor not far away, the six innate peaks besieging the Seven Tribulation Emperors were shocked in their hearts, they never expected that Song Si would end the battle so quickly, now that they had consumed a lot of True Qi, if Song Si was involved, their risk would increase significantly!
What shocked them the most was about Song Si's martial arts, which didn't need to seize other people's weapons or martial arts cultivation at all, and they could naturally use some extremely high-level martial arts, which made them feel unclear.
Fortunately, Song Si didn't take advantage of the chaos to do it directly, otherwise each of them would face unimaginable dangers!
"Old Ge, your injuries are too serious, why don't you complete this seat?"
The middle-aged Taoist looked at the old man not far from him, and his sword aura was like a rainbow, directly taking the flaws of the old man!
Who knows, at this moment, the old man showed a glimmer of knowledge, and reflexively palmed his luck, and he actually locked the long sword directly!
"Old Ge, do you dare to be in this seat?"
The middle-aged Taoist was horrified!
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The old man surnamed Ge grinned, his palms changed, and the middle-aged Taoist was shocked to find that the true qi in his body was continuously absorbed by the old man surnamed Ge, and it was difficult to suppress!
"It's ...... What evil deeds?"
Blood spilled from the middle-aged Taoist's mouth, his face began to become withered, and his life dissipated in an instant.
"Ahh
With a long shout, it was another white-clothed Confucian student who took advantage of the situation to let go of the Emperor of the Seven Tribulations, fanned his sword, and attacked and killed the old man surnamed Ge!
"Sour, you're too weak!"
The old man surnamed Ge was not in a hurry, withdrew his right palm, hurriedly lucked his true qi, and with a backhand palm, he swept all these hidden weapons into his palm.
If you look closely, you can find that although these hidden weapons stay in the old man's hands, they are not really touched!
Song Si looked at the fierce scuffle in front of him a little speechlessly, as if they had truly forgotten them.
However, this is an excellent time for the Seven Tribulation Emperors, who were originally suppressed by the six innate peaks, so that many of his powerful back moves could not be used, and now there are only three people in front of him, so everything can be said separately!
"Suffering, life and death!"
The demonic qi was agitated, and the Emperor of the Seven Tribulations suddenly erupted, blasting through the joint strike of the three innate peaks, causing the three of them to be severely injured on the spot!
"Not good!"
"Danger!"
"These fucking bastards!"
The three congenital pinnacles vomited blood and flew upside down, their bodies were invaded by demonic energy, and their combat power was less than thirty percent left, which was extremely dangerous!
When they came back to their senses at this time, they found that the infighting began again at some point, and the middle-aged Taoist and the white-clothed Confucian would actually sneak attack the old man surnamed Ge, so that their siege and killing of the Seven Tribulations Emperor completely failed.
The clutches of the devil were arrogant, the Seven Tribulations Emperor made a comeback, and the nearest innate peak was powerless to resist, and he was shattered on the spot, and his limbs were shattered, and he died on the spot!
At the same time, Song Si clenched the purple wood sword, appeared on the side of the white-clothed Confucian student, slashed down with a sword, instantly closed the head, and then shifted his form and transposition, killing another hard-hit innate peak, and distanced himself from the Seven Tribulations.
When the Emperor of the Seven Tribulations saw Song Si make a move, he didn't stop him, but just chased forward and killed the other person, and then looked at the other four.
The middle-aged Taoist is already a candle in the wind, but the white-clothed Confucian has now become the weakest one.
"Huh?"
Sensing the changes behind him, the old man surnamed Ge was really angry, and first killed the middle-aged Taoist who was already withered, so as not to be robbed of his head by the other two, and I am afraid that he will not even be able to leave at that time.
"You guys!" the white-clothed Confucian stood in the center and suddenly smiled, "Three fellow Daoists, Xiaosheng just went out to buy some soy sauce, don't be surprised." Xiao Sheng, let's leave!"
After that, the white-clothed Confucian broke through in the direction of Song Si.
In his opinion, Song Si's current injuries are the most serious, even if he kills the two innate peaks through a sneak attack, he shouldn't have much problem escaping.
The Emperor of the Seven Tribulations and the old man surnamed Ge did not take the initiative to make a move, they were happy to see Song Si and the white-clothed Confucian Sheng fight, so that they would have more opportunities.
Grandmaster City has been silent for too long, and they need to break through and leave!
In particular, this world is so weird that it seems to encourage living beings to fight each other all the time, and the winner will gain even greater strength, so that many human demons are caught in a frenzied and endless killing that cannot be stopped.
It's all about strength, even if you don't want to kill other people, and other people may come and kill you!
Endlessly!
"Ahem!"
Song Si coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, looked up at the white-clothed Confucian who flew over, and stuck the purple wood sword on the ground!
This scene made the white-clothed Confucian feel happy in his heart, and sure enough, Song Si's injuries were so serious that he couldn't even hold the sword.
But then, Song Si moved his palms and put on a posture, which made the white-clothed Confucian suddenly feel alarmed.
What the?
The figure stagnated, as if in a quagmire, and before the white-clothed Confucian could react, he saw that Song Si's sword finger had reached the center of his eyebrows, and the sword qi in the sword fingers shot out, instantly piercing his eyebrows, and the corpse fell heavily to the ground.
"Danger!"
Seeing that the white-clothed Confucian was so simply alive and dead, surnamed Ge, the old man's face changed, he shook off a handful of smoke, and fled quickly.
He gave up!
(To be continued.) )