Retreat without fighting is equivalent to admitting defeat!

In this battle, it was Xuan Qingsheng, the head of the Beiming Sect.

The spectators collectively aphasia and dared not accept this fact for the time being.

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"Shame, a moment of negligence..."

Zhuang Rushan returned to the clouds, explained to Song Chanfeng apologetically, and then said, "Let the rest be handed over to fellow Taoist Song."

Song Chanfeng smiled and nodded, then looked down at the bottom and said, "Shi Xuanqing, you give up."

Shi Xuanqing, who was seriously injured inside and outside, took a moment to regulate his breath and then shouted: "Come and fight!"

Song Chanfeng descended to the ruined mountain of Luopo and said, "I admit that the magic cultivation body has its own unique features, but now that things have come to this point, you have no chance of fighting with me anymore, so admit defeat."

Shi Xuanqing raised his fist as usual, but before he could punch, he was hit by a heart-destroying palm force. His body did not move in place, but his internal organs seemed to have exploded.

puff!

A large mouthful of blood was squirting out, and my body was shaking and gradually couldn't hold on.

"Have you accepted Guo Dalu as the Apostle of Night?"

Song Chanfeng's tone was as calm as before, and his face was expressionless.

"Scum! Haha" Shi Xuanqing spat a mouthful of blood at Song Chanfeng with disdain and clenched his fists again.

Song Chanfeng waved his left hand, and a light breeze arose in the field, and then turned into a series of qi ropes to wrap around Shi Xuanqing.

"Besides you, who else are there people in Beiming Sect who were accepted as the Night Apostle by Guo Dalu? Xiao Tian? Yu Lingling?"

Song Chanfeng made a guilty inquiry, obviously trying to confirm Guo Dalu's crime first.

"Fellow Daoist Song..."

At this time, among the mountains and clouds, someone finally passed a message: "It is not yet a conclusion about whether Guo Sheng is related to 'it'. It's too arbitrary to insist that Guo Sheng is the demon son or 'it's clone."

Song Chanfeng turned his head and looked at somewhere, with a spring breeze-like smile on his face, and said, "Fellow Daoist Xun, the sect leader of this sect has made a clear order for the relationship between Guo Dalu and 'it'. He prevented the sect leader from ascending and breaking the treasure of this sect. His identity has long been self-evident. This sect has a higher grudge against him than the sky. Please be considerate of fellow Xun."

A sneer came from the clouds and mists, but no one answered again.

Song Chanfeng didn't care, so he turned to look at Beiming Sect and said, "Xiao Tian, ​​Yu Lingling, I also know that you have the help of 'it' and your cultivation is thousands of miles a day. Now I'm afraid you have been promoted to the Grand Master. Why not do this? Let's come together. If you two can walk seven moves in my hands, then..."

Before Song Chanfeng finished speaking, a "puff puff puff puff puff" sound interrupted him, and then a fierce fist wind hit his chest.

Shi Xuanqing actually broke free from his "Immortal Cable" and launched a Jedi counterattack.

Song Chanfeng's face darkened, and he stomped his feet suddenly. Shi Xuanqing's body flew backwards and crashed into the mountain with a "boom".

Xiao Tian and Yu Lingling both scrambled to the scene at the same time. Song Chanfeng took the opportunity to stretch out his hands, grabbed the two of them in the air, and then threw them down.

When a young master meets a semi-saint with an unfathomable background, his combat power is a world of difference.

Xiao Tian and Yu Lingling were captured by Song Chanfeng and could not use any Taoist magic and magic power at all. At this time, falling off a cliff is no different from falling off a cliff. Once it lands, it will inevitably end up being broken into pieces.

Moreover, since Song Chanfeng intended to kill them, he naturally would not allow the elders to rescue him.

Unless...unless uncle falls from the sky at this time.

The moment they had this idea, their bodies were caught in the air and brought back to the mountain.

The one who saved them was not the uncle Guo Dalu, but the master of the Beiming Sect, Xuan Qing.

"Sect, Sect Master?" The two were confused.

Shi Xuanqing nodded with a smile, then turned to Song Chanfeng.

"Standard Talisman?"

Song Chanfeng asked.

Shi Xuanqing didn't answer, but just looked at the semi-saint calmly.

The moment she was shocked, fortunately, she used the life-saving talisman left by Guo Dalu for her in time, otherwise she would have been too late to save Xiao Tian and Yu Lingling.

"That's just a matter of time." Song Chanfeng said casually, and the semi-saint's aura instantly covered the entire mountain of Lupo.

Shi Xuanqing, Xiao Tian and Yu Lingling were all shrouded in it and had nowhere to escape.

This is the first time Shi Xuanqing feels lacking confidence.

Even if you fight hard, you won't have any chance.

First, she was injured too seriously, and second, the other party was too strong, so strong that it was beyond her imagination, so strong that it seemed as if he had been hiding his strength for many years before.

Now there is no other way to deal with it except using secret techniques to save your life, but she has secret techniques. What should Xiaotian and Lingling do?

"Let's attack on the stronger ones...that's the conditions, right?"

Shi Xuanqing suddenly hoped that Guo Dalu would appear here quickly, hoping that he could solve his doubts and solve the situation.

Song Chanfeng raised his right foot.

Shi Xuanqing and the other two felt a mountain pressing on their heads. Once it fell, they would press themselves into a flat piece.

The other side of opportunity is disaster.

This is common sense in the world of practice.

But Song Chanfeng's advantage over them was a little abnormal. Even if the other party was a semi-saint, the strength of stepping on a grandmaster is like stepping on an ant is too incredible.

Shi Xuanqing looked up at the sky, but there was still no sign of the saint coming. She looked at Song Chanfeng and said, "You said we are the Apostles of Ye, I think you are!"

Song Chanfeng remained silent and his right foot slowly fell down.

At this time, the saints of Tianzong had already made clear orders, and Master Chanfeng of Song was famous. How could the sects dare to intervene rashly under the premise of unclear situation?

Shi Xuanqing quietly took out the secret life-saving technique left to her by Guo Dalu and Master Hongsang Saint, and prepared to rescue Xiao Tian and Yu Lingling at the critical moment.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, somewhere in the sky, the clouds and mist dissipated, and a peach wood sword broke through the void, and rushed thousands of miles away, heading towards Song Chanfeng.

When Song Chanfeng noticed the flying sword attack, he had a secret sigh of relief. While dodging, he shouted loudly: "Sage Guo has agreed with all the saints that the saints are not allowed to interfere in this matter, why did he destroy his own covenant?"

It turned out that his real purpose was to deliberately lead Guo Dalu to take action.

After the peach wood flying sword forced Song Chanfeng to retreat, he stood proudly in the air. Then a voice came from the sword: "I have agreed with all the saints not to interfere, but they have agreed that they are not to interfere. If there is no agreement, I will not interfere. You stupid pig!"

When he finished speaking, the peach wood flying sword turned into a stream of light and stabbed Song Chanfeng. The latter was shocked and for no reason. He never expected that Guo Dalu's dignified saint would kill him directly. Without thinking about it, he immediately used a secret method to escape, but it was too late.

How can the saint escape when he controls his sword?

The peach wood flying sword penetrated directly into Song Chanfeng's heart and nailed him to death on Beiming Mountain.

"Guo Dalu, how can you speak without trust?"

"Guo Dalu, you are a saint, but you killed a semi-saint. What kind of morality is it?"

"Guo Dalu, you regard the alliance as nothing, treat us as a joke, and we will never let you go!"

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"Fellow Daoist Guo, it is of great importance to kill the Great Elder of Tianzong on the spot, so it should be explained!"

"Is it because he is a demon? Is it so bloodthirsty?"

...

After Guo Dalu killed Song Chanfeng, the saints of the Xuan Realm immediately exploded, and criticisms came one after another.

Rumble!

Just as the saints were clamoring, auspicious cloud fell on the top of Beiming Peak. Guo Dalu appeared at the right time and reached out to retract the peach wood sword, but Song Chanfeng's body was hanging without falling.

"I will kill this person if I kill him. I will not give any explanation. Who will not accept it?"

Guo Dalu said as he transformed himself, his height was 8,000 feet, his head was like a mountain, his waist was like a steep mountain, and his face was as fierce as a peak on the top of Beiming Peak. His long hair was like a waterfall, and his fierce and fierce, holding the giant sword of the sky, looked around, and asked again: "I'll kill you, who won't accept it?"

The sound is like thunder.

He was so scared that some tigers, leopards, wolf insects, monsters all over the mountain and monks watching the battle were so angry that he kowtowed and trembled, and his soul flew away.
Chapter completed!