Song Que couldn't help but groan, and his internal organs vibrated, and he raised his sky sword to meet him.

clang!

clang clang!

clang clang clang!

Then, in the flying smoke and dust, there was a dense sound of gold and iron collisions in the gaps.

During a few breaths, the two of them fought for no matter how many swords they fought, and they instantly entered a life-and-death battle.

The sword light and energy pulled countless cracks around the two of them.

......

"I didn't expect that Song Que's sword technique was so powerful that he could actually follow the seven limits of Guizhen. I thought he would be killed by a knife."

The burly man was slightly surprised.

With his eyesight, it can naturally be seen that whether it is true energy or strength, Guizhen must suppress Song Que's head.

However, even if you take this knife, your internal organs will be traumatized and it will be a matter of time before you can die.

"It's a pity that even if he has a strong swordsmanship talent, he will have to be defeated."

The swordsman's eyes flashed with regret: "Song Que's swordsmanship is top-notch, but he is just an indigenous person."

He shook his head, and the ancient sword behind him trembled slightly.

No matter how talented you are, how can you be as good as the accumulation of countless worlds?

What a pity.

Buzzing!

The pharmacist flipped his palm and countless golden insects flew up, like a torrent covering the sky and the sun, flying towards the Song family mansion.

"No matter if Song Que is present, we will first deal with the rest of the Song clan and others."

The pharmacist smiled slightly, his eyes were cold and ruthless.

...........

when!

A crisp sound of gold and iron attack suddenly sounded during the sword energy storm.

call!

Song Que retreated suddenly, a bloody light rose up, and blood spurted out.

"puff!"

Song Que retreated more than ten feet, spit out a mouthful of blood stasis, and his face turned pale.

"Brother!"

"Master of Valve!"

Song Lu and others' expressions changed suddenly, and they rushed forward with a wild shout.

I saw a long knife mark more than two feet long from Song Que's chest, and blood stains were stained on his plain white robe.

"Sky Knife? Haha! But that's it! But that's it!"

Guizhen did not catch up with him, but just laughed loudly, with a violent look in his eyes flashing: "I have known all the eight methods of the Heavenly Sword, what are you comparing with me?"

"Back back!"

Song Que took a deep breath and repelled the Song clan masters who surrounded him.

"My knife..."

Song Que stared at the broken sky knife in his hand in a daze, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

He laughed at Guizhen in a arrogant way and turned a deaf ear to Guizhen.

"My knife has long been in my heart."

Song Que's face became paler, but his eyes became brighter and brighter: "After getting the knife, forget about the knife!"

"This is my sword!"

Song Que's body suddenly stood up like a knife, and his palm broke and inserted it on the ground, and his aura rose.

At this time, he had no knife in his hand and a knife in his heart.

With great progress in swordsmanship, one step into the realm of breaking the void.

Huh!

Song Que's eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and the wound on his chest was bleeding, and he ignored it.

Step on!

He lowered his hands on both sides of his body, and walked step by step towards Guizhen, who looked astonished.

"Can't wait to die?"

Gui Zhenyi was shocked, although he seemed to have broken through the realm when he saw Song Que.

But he didn't care at all. He stepped forward and raised his soul: "The seven major limits will collapse!"
Chapter completed!