Chapter 1260 You Break Yourself

Seeing Song Yi's sword broke more than a dozen distracted joint attacks in the later period, an onlooker could not help but exclaim: "This is Song Xiaomo, it really deserves its reputation!"

The other person nodded with deep conviction, staring at the scene with a little dementia: "In the early part of the distraction, it was against the more than ten people in the late part of the distraction. This Song Xiaomo is too fierce!"

Suddenly, some onlookers exclaimed: "No, this Song Xiaomo is here to grab a relative? I went to his grandfather. Does this Song Xiaomo have a private relationship with the priestess of Taiyi Religion, did these six princes become Prince Green Hat, this is too hot! "

After hearing what he said, the eyes of the onlookers around him all lit up.

Many onlookers were amazed at the scene in front of them. In the field, Song Yong joined hands in the late break of more than a dozen distractions, and the black sword in his hand passed forward like a lightning burst.

"puff!"

With a light sound and blood splattering, the black sword has been drawn from the brows of one late distraction, and turned into an afterglow to cut to another.

"puff……!"

A lot of blood shot into the air, and a skull flew up into the sky.

But it was in the breath, Song Yelian cut two distracted late.

"So powerful!"

Seeing this scene, a crowd of onlookers were stunned. One early distraction cut two late distractions in an instant. Is that still the early distraction?

when! when! when!

Ink Sword slashed out continuously, attacking Gekai several times, and then Song Kun took a step forward.

Huh!

The figure flickered, Song Yan bullied himself in front of a late distraction, but the ink black sword in his hand penetrated his chest first, and the sword gas burst into the opponent's body and exploded, not only cutting the opponent's internal organs into fragments, but even Yuan Babies were not spared.

Around the wrist, the black sword emerged from the body and cut out three sword lights.

"Bang, bang!"

Under the three swords, three sneak attackers were directly split into the air and flew in the air. The three sneak attackers could not help but cough up blood, and their eyes were horrified with round eyes.

"kill!"

With a sip of light, Song Kun turned into an afterimage and smashed out, and the black sword in his hand turned into a death sword of death, and in a moment, two more distractions had their heads cut off later.

Seeing this scene, some people shrank their heads and secretly drank the air-conditioner: "Grandma's! This Song Xiaomo's killing of distractions is like slaughtering chickens in the later period. No wonder he can destroy the seventeen divisions of Taiyijiao!

Li Sixuan's face became extremely ugly. If this continues, more than a dozen of his elites are afraid of refraction, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Give me back!"

The remaining nine were relieved in the late period and quickly fled the battlefield at the fastest speed.

Song Xun did not chase after victory, because these men of Li Sixuan could not even count the cannon fodder. Today, his real enemy is Taiyijiao.

"Song Xiaomo really deserves his name!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and then saw a young man in a black robe stepping into the air, falling seven or eight meters away, standing with his hands in his hands, and staring at Song Kun coldly.

"Who are you?"

Song Yan looked at the young man in black robe and asked.

The young man in black robes sank: "I should be bloodless. Taiyi has taught his disciples. Today, I am here to take down your skull to sacrifice Tang without injury!"

Song Yi was surprised, and said unexpectedly: "You don't think Tang Wuju was killed by me?"

Yingxue said: "It doesn't matter if you are not, but Li Tianluo is Tang Wuju's woman, you should not touch her!"

"Ha ha!"

Song Yan was laughed angrily: "I said this should be bloodless, you have a problem in your brain, and you still lack roots. Who do you think you are, Li Tianluo is my woman, why can't I touch her!"

Li Sixuan on the side heard the conversation of the two and was particularly annoyed. It was obvious that Li Tianluo was his wife who was about to go through the door but was said to be a woman of two other men. He did not dare to be angry when he was bloodless, so he could only vent his anger in Song He yelled, "Song Xiaomo, you are dead today, and you dare to be so arrogant, it is really ridiculous!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yong frowned suddenly and turned his head to look at Li Sixuan, and she cried, "Go away, you dare to say one more word, believe it or not, I immediately cut you off!"

After being drunk by Song Ye, Li Sixuan's mind flashed subconsciously. The scene of Song Ye's beheading just like chopping vegetables and melons just flashed in his heart, and he quickly swallowed the words in his throat.

But I really dare not say one more word.

"This Song Xiaomo is so demon-like, it's just a threatening word that turned the six princes into a turtle with a shrinking head!" A monk who watched the crowd shook.

"Yeah, but this is no wonder the Six Princes, after all, Song Xiaomo is too cruel!"

Hearing the discussion from around, Li Sixuan couldn't wait to find a hole in it.

"Brother Li, you step away and leave it to me to handle it!"

Ying Xue's voice sounded in time, giving Li Sixuan a step down.

"move back!"

Li Sixuan waved and immediately welcomed the team back quickly.

"Moan!"

At the next moment, there should be no blood drawn sword in hand, pointing at Song Yi: "Song Xiaomo hopes that you can shoot with all your strength, otherwise you will hardly leave here alive!"

"Who gives you the courage to say such a thing?"

With a sneer, Song Ye raised the black sword in his hand.

call out!

A sword flashed, like a black lightning, stabbed to Ying Ying's body in an instant, and the opponent ’s body really burst out, but he couldn't stop the blade at all. Zhen Yuan ’s body guard reached his eyebrow, even if the sword tip had not penetrated his flesh, but a sharp sword gas had invaded his body, making him stiff and unable to move.

"Do not!"

Ying Wuxue issued a scream of unwillingness, and the true Yuan in his body burst out, but he still couldn't avoid the sword edge, because the cold sword edge had melted his skin and almost completely frozen his soul. .

Fear and boundless fear swept him. At this moment, he knew how big the gap was between him and Song Xiaomo, and he couldn't even stop the opponent's sword!

"I don't want to die!"

There should be no blood crying in my heart, and at the same time a deep regret was born.

Seeing that Yingxue was about to die under Song Yan's sword, just at the very moment of his death, an illusory figure suddenly appeared beside Yingxue, and he flicked his fingers.

"Oh!"

Mohei Sword felt the threat from that finger and burst into a super strong sword.

"Oh!"

Song Yan flew back with a sword, but his right hand was numb.

As Song Yong receded, Ying Wuxue also recovered his freedom, but his face still looked pale. He gratefully looked at the old man next to him and bowed down and said: "Thank you Elder Tang for his life-saving grace!"

"Retreat without blood!" Elder Tang nodded.

Ying Wuxue nodded, but he nodded and retreated.

The next moment, Elder Tang's eyes fell on Song Yan, and he said quietly, "You break yourself!"