This temple was destroyed for decades, and the door wall collapsed and covered in the ruins and weeds.

But Song Mingjing slashed out with a knife, and the sword light was like a cold moon falling from the sky. The bleak arc light was wrapped with a sharp and solemn aura and twisted into the air. The surrounding sand and gravel were immediately rolled into the air, turning into clusters of pieces and attacking in all directions.

Swish!

It looked like a broken electric arc, and a knife flashed and suddenly arrived in front of Yuliu incline.

Yu Liu snorted coldly and raised her back.

Only a "clang" sound of swords, the sound of gold and iron shocked the audience, but there was a flash of lightning in the air, and the sword light was like a dragon going out to sea, and suddenly flew out from the jade willow's back.

Yu Liu stretched out his hand and grabbed it with Xuxu. The long sword had fallen between his fingers and palms. He swept out lightly, as if soft and powerless, but the surging sword wind was urging out like a rushing wave of rage, oppressing the coming sword light.

When the sword was about to get along, a strange look appeared in Song Mingjing's eyes, and his body seemed to be pulled by an invisible silk thread, and he retreated back extremely quickly.

The sword light swayed and exploded into a dazzling firework, flooding Mrs. Liu who had spoken before.

The sword he slashed towards Yu Liu was just a bluff, and the real target was Mrs. Liu.

Although he had not really fought with Yu Liuxie, Song Mingjing could feel that Yu Liuxie was an opponent on the same level as him and could not be easily solved. Once he was entangled by the other party and besieged by the other twelve people, his situation would become quite passive and difficult.

If you want to break the deadlock, you have to cut off your wings and help.

Yu Liu slanted with a sword and his expression stopped.

Song Mingjing rushed over like the wind and rain. The sword light was sharp and forced, making Mrs. Liu's eyes hurt.

But she didn't react slowly. With a angrily shout, she swelled up her true energy. The lancet cut through the air and made a sharp whistle, intertwining and surrounding her body, laying down a net-like defense.

Song Mingjing shook his arm, and the long sword came from top to bottom, and slashed it down with one wave.

It was like paper, Mrs. Liu's dense sword defense encountered Song Mingjing's slash, and she couldn't even hold on for a tenth of her breath, and she shattered like bubbles.

The energy scattered, and the sky was filled with scattered grass leaves.

Song Mingjing's figure merged into the sword light, fitted and swept through Mrs. Liu.

"Chew!"

A blood line was generated from Mrs. Liu's fair neck, from shallow to deep, and a large amount of blood was sprayed out instantly.

The resentment in Mrs. Liu's eyes turned into boundless fear. Before she could say a word, she rolled down her neck with a "thump".

Song Mingjing beheaded Mrs. Liu with a knife. Before her body was established, the strong wind broke and the fists on his vest were thrust on his left and right.

The fist came with fierce momentum, as if it was a tiger or a leopard. After he killed Mrs. Liu, he took action without a regular breath, which shows how experienced the attacker was in the martial arts world.

Just listening to the sound of the fist wind breaking through the air, Song Mingjing knew that even if the two of them were not as good as the Baimei Taoist.

Such a character is the top master in the world of Fang Shiyu, but in this world, he is a second-rate character.

Song Mingjing roughly figured out his position in this martial arts world, and with his own force, he could be among the top experts.

Of course, even first-class masters have different levels of strength and weakness. Characters such as the Four Famous Swords are among the best.

Bang bang!

Facing the two raids, Song Mingjing did not dodge and endured the two punches with the indestructible magic skill. His body trembled violently and directed the force into his foot.

"puff!"

His feet suddenly sank about a foot into the mud, but the long sword in his palm was squeezed in the air, like a flying scissors, and then there were two heart-wrenching howls.

The two people who came were cut off in half, separated from each other, and collapsed on the ground with blood, crawling around with their hands, and never died for a while. The tragic situation was unbearable to witness.

In the blink of an eye, three people died on the spot, which was so fast that it was dazzling, and the rest of them also changed their faces.

Song Mingjing did not stop at all, and the qi in his body was still a little disordered. He had already risen from the ground and suddenly rushed towards the other people on the right.

The light of the sword turned into a terrifying geese, forcing out a cold and cold aura, and instantly fell.

At this moment, a cold star flashed like lightning and pierced into the scoop. With a "golden iron" attack, Song Mingjing's body was immediately stopped.

Suddenly, Yu Liu made a slanting sword and resisted Song Mingjing's sword.

The jade willow slanted like a flying catkin, flew lightly and several feet away, landed onto the roof of the Taoist temple, holding a sword in her hand, pointing at Song Mingjing with a weak breath, and she couldn't release it. She shouted in her mouth: "Are you stupid? You haven't taken action yet?"

The remaining nine people were shocked by this shout and came back to their senses. Except for the Tianmu Divine Old Man, they all roared and sent out weapons to attack Song Mingjing.

玉柳斜紧盯着战场,眼中意味不明.

Even though Song Mingjing killed three people in his breath, although he put aside his underestimation, he still believed that it would be easy to defeat or kill the former based on his own martial arts and swordsmanship.

可他的目标不是杀人.

What he wanted was the Seven Killings True Sutra and the mystery of the Red Heaven Jue Hand, so it would be better to catch the living mouth, which was not easy.

Therefore, he ordered the rest of the people to siege and to slap Song Mingjing's strength first, and he stood aside and pressed over with sword force, so that the other party had to distract him when facing the siege.

When Song Mingjing's momentum declines, it will be time for Yu Liu to make a decision to establish the victory.

The fists and palms intertwined, and layers of sword lights and sword shadows rushed towards Song Mingjing.

Although the eight people who were surrounded and killed were not considered first-class experts, they were not just a number-making role.

In fact, after Song Mingjing sent out the first few groups of people one after another, those who dare to pursue him are basically skilled in their ability to do so.

In this way, eight good players unite, and ordinary first-class experts must avoid the edge.

Fortunately, Song Mingjing took advantage of the other party's confidence in winning and negligent efforts to kill three people in a row with a quick knife. Otherwise, it would be better than Yu Liuxie and Tianmu Shenshou, just dealing with the eleven people joining forces would be enough to make him suffer a lot.

Swish!

Just as he avoided the attack of one punch and one kick, Song Mingjing swung two swords with a long sword. The wind sounded loudly on the left. A short and strong man with a size of at most five feet was swollen like a ball. He swung his arms and slashed over with an axe.

Song Mingjing shook his body and quickly avoided the axe. The axe passed by his eyes. He could clearly see the air ripples spreading, and he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

"What a lot of strength!"

While thinking, he pressed the short and strong man's belly with a backhand blow, trying to kill him.

"Um?!"

As soon as the palm fell, Song Mingjing felt that the other person's belly was like a sponge, absorbing the energy he induced. At the same time, a strong traction force tear his palm and penetrated into his belly.

"Haha! Boss Qiu is still powerful. This kid's hand is trapped by Boss Qiu's 'General's belly' and kill it!"

The other seven people were overjoyed, and each used his fierce skills to attack him hard. They even slashed down with one sword and another, slashing towards Song Mingjing's arm.

Boss Qiu smiled grimly and shouted wildly: "Mr. Qiu is called 'General's belly'. The prime minister can hold a boat in his belly. I'm not much worse than that of the general's belly."

His thick arms raised, and his axe turned, slamming Song Mingjing's legs hard.

But before he finished speaking, a severe pain of burning fire came from his belly, which instantly poured into his internal organs and then spread every inch of his body.

He seemed to be in a sea of ​​fire, suffering from unimaginable pain and torture, and seemed to be roasted into charcoal.

Boss Qiu's whole body was filled with energy, and the suction and pulling force disappeared without a trace.

Song Mingjing reached out and grabbed Boss Qiu. In an instant, the attacks of the other seven people fell on Boss Qiu.

The fist wind and palm power, the sword energy and the sword light drowned Boss Qiu, and instantly made a sound of bones and flesh shells shattering.

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Chapter completed!