The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 214: Dragon Scale Breaks the Sun, Weird Evil King

In a duel between masters, the victory or defeat is often only in an instant.

In addition to competing for experience, strength of true qi, and state, they will also compete against the enemy's response and mental will. Even people with high martial arts will often be defeated by those whose martial arts are inferior to them due to various factors.

But in Song Xing's eyes, there are nothing more than three elements that determine the outcome when facing an enemy, speed, strength and spirit.

Facing an opponent of Sha Fang's level, when the speed and strength are stronger than her, the outcome of the battle has already been decided.

Unsurprisingly, Daming Zunjiao good mother, who was originally full of confidence, faced Song Xing's unreasonable force suppression, and Yu Xiaoyao could only fly out of her hand, and at the same time, Song Xing's palm was printed on her forehead, and her head was shattered , to be the first loser to exit the battlefield.

Among the four people in the siege, Yang Xuyan, who was the fastest in movement, was seriously injured, and Sha Fang, the kind mother with the highest martial arts, died as soon as they met each other. The remaining two could no longer hold back their expressions.

The dead good mother, Sha Fang, was no small character. Although she hadn't reached innate level, she was already the well-deserved second master under Xu Kaishan in Daming Zunjiao. She was infinitely close to the innate realm, and could almost be treated as half innate.

Such a master couldn't even block Song Xing's move, so how could he prevent Xu Liuzong and his Dao heart from being frightened.

The only explanation for being able to achieve such a record is that Song Xing on the opposite side is a complete master of the innate realm, which explains why the fire just now was unable to do anything to Song Xing.

Unfortunately, even if they found out the truth, the situation was beyond their control. After killing Sha Fang, Song Xing stepped forward and greeted them.

Despite the panic in their hearts, Xu Liuzong and Xu Liuzong are masters who have been famous for many years. Knowing this situation, there is no retreat, and retreat is death. Only by blocking Song Xing's move and allowing Xu Kaishan to arrive behind him can he gain a chance of life.

Ding Ding Ding!
At the moment of Sha Fang's death, the hidden weapon that Xu Liuzong swung before came to Song Xing like a long time ago. Song Xing flicked the five fingers of his left hand continuously, and the silver needles flew out one after another like a lute.

Seeing this, Xu Liuzong raised his hands again, several silver needles mixed with vigorous qi, pierced through the space like bullets, and came to Song Xing.

Song Xing didn't block this time anymore, he fit the silver needles together, and under Xu Liuzong's horrified eyes, he swooped all over his body, like a tiger leaping across a stream, with a gust of evil wind, knocking away the silver needles, heavily Hit into Xu Liuzong's arms.

He didn't even have time to react, Xu Liuzong could only hear the sound of his sternum shattering one after another, and he could even feel the touch of the broken bone inserting into his internal organs, his throat was rattling, his eyes were bulging, and his lowered gaze just happened to be on top of Song Xing. With indifferent but murderous eyes, he swallowed his last breath unwillingly.

Until he was dying, he couldn't believe why the silver needle that he could easily penetrate the skull could not cause the slightest harm to Song Xing.

Xu Liuzong was dead, but under the inertia of the collision, his body still flew back for a certain distance, and was blocked by the body. Lie Xia, who had originally attacked, lost his attack target in an instant.

When he adjusted his attack and swung the hook knife in his hand again, Song Xing had suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lie Xia staggered and leaned over, the hook knife drew a strange arc, and picked it towards Song Xing's lower abdomen very quickly, the tip of the knife shone dazzlingly under the firelight.

As long as he can get in touch with Song Xing, and then take advantage of the situation, with Lie Xia's skillful technique, he can definitely disembowel him, make his intestines turbulent, and kill him directly.

Facing such a fierce blow, Song Xing retracted his body and clenched his fist, with a slight retraction of his elbow, and then made a seal with his fist, with an aura of destroying everything, he casually punched forward.

Mountain Sea Boxing Classic, Dragon Scale Breaks the Sun!
Lie Xia suddenly felt that the sky and the earth became brighter. Even though the restaurant behind him was still burning, it still couldn't cover up the sense of brightness.

The original scorching heat in the air instantly increased to an infinitely terrifying level, as if suddenly being in a restaurant and being scorched violently by the orange flames.

In his sight, Song Xing's real body could no longer be locked.

From the moment Song Xing swung his fist, a bright sun-like light illuminated the space in front of him. He never thought that someone could use his fist to shoot a brighter light than any bright knife light in the world.

The endless airflow in front of him made a tearing sound, and with the swing of Song Xing's fist, it was accompanied by bursts of terrifying wind whistling.

Such a boxing technique is already close to Taoism!
The moment he came into contact with the fist wind, the hook knife in Lie Xia's hand began to shatter inch by inch, followed by his body and vitality.

At the last moment of his life, the only thought in his mind was: "What a domineering fire-attribute true energy, isn't Laojun Guan practicing too elemental true energy?"

One step at a time, Song Xing made four moves, showing an absolutely invincible aura. The lore that was originally inevitable, three deaths and one serious injury in an instant, directly made Xiang Yushan, who was watching the battle from a distance, dumbfounded.

The ensuing endless fear and trembling made his whole body stiffen, his mind went blank, and the wisdom he was proud of couldn't even think at this moment.

Correspondingly, Rong Jiaojiao's morale was boosted.

There are more opponents surrounding Rong Jiaojiao and Ssangyong, including the elite members of the Xiang Family and the Baling Gang, as well as the members of the Da Ming Zunjiao brought from the Western Regions and disguised as caravans.

Among these people, there are many masters whose martial arts are not inferior to Rong Jiao, and even more are better than Ssangyong, but when they fight against each other, they suffer a big loss in an instant.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling didn't expect that since they met Song Xing, they would go through many battles, each time becoming more dangerous, and secretly complained in their hearts.

After joining Laojun Temple, he hadn't benefited from Song Xing as a master, but faced such a huge risk that he might lose his life here, Kou Zhong was secretly saddened.

But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to complain, the opposite party obviously intends to kill people, and the one who doesn't want to die can only rely on himself to fight for a chance.

At the beginning of the battle, facing so many killers, Rong Jiaojiao was also flustered, but she believed in Song Xing even more. Since Song Xing threw his knife to her and asked her to protect Ssangyong, she trusted him unconditionally.

When faced with the first weapon that was slashed at him, she subconsciously raised her knife to block, and then Fuzhi swung a move in her heart to cut the enemy's throat with the knife.

Next, Rong Jiaojiao seemed to have the help of a god. Holding the Great Evil King in her hand, she seemed to be transformed into a goddess of war. The Great Evil King in her hand seemed to have spirituality. Guiding Rong Jiaojiao to make a series of exquisite sword moves.

Facing those crazy killers, whether it's fists, kicks, long swords or knives, Rong Jiaojiao, who is holding the big evil king, is a move.

With the help of the Great Evil King, even if there are many people, these killers can't do anything to three of them.

Looking at Rong Jiaojiao who kills people like chickens, Shuanglong is dumbfounded, mistakenly thinking that this is Rong Jiaojiao's real strength, and can't help but rejoice that Rong Jiaojiao was merciful when he was in the Baling Gang.

(End of this chapter)