Yelu Yixin stared at everyone coldly. To be honest, he had always been a little afraid of Song Qingshu. After all, the shadow of a famous tree, and he had fought with the other party before, he knew that the other party's martial arts was so high that it was rare in his life.

However, he has learned the Divine Sword Slash and just now he has severely damaged the super master Xue Yiren with one blow. At this time, he is full of confidence and no longer takes Song Qingshu seriously.

"So what?" Yelu Yixin looked at Bing Xueer greedily, "I have been interested in Hu Yidao, a beautiful vassal, for a long time, but I was not convenient for the sake of great cause, so I could only endure it. Now that the dust has settled, I don't have to suppress it anymore. Kill her husband and dominate her wife, which is the most joy in the world!"

Bingxueer was so angry that she trembled all over: "Brother Hu was indeed killed by you."

"Originally, Heisha Hanbing wanted Hu Yidao and Miao Renfeng to die together, but unfortunately only one died," Yelu Yixin shook his head, as if he had known that Hu Yidao and Miao Renfeng's wife were both beautiful women with beautiful beauty, I would have taken action myself instead of using Tian Guinong's hands."

"Shameless!" Bing Xueer was so angry that she trembled all over, but she did not lose her mind. The other party's strange knife just now made her feel afraid, and she knew that rushing over would not only not be able to avenge the revenge, but also easy to be controlled by her.

Yelu Yixin's eyes moved to Zhao Min next to him: "The princess is here too. Why? Are you here to ask for the antidote of the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill? Don't worry, as long as you serve me well, I will give you the antidote."

Zhao Min said coldly: "Don't worry, I will tear you into pieces."

"Is that right?" Yelu Yixin scoffed. When he saw Su Quan beside him, he couldn't help but look surprised, "Hey, the Empress actually appeared here too."

"Yelu Yixin, I have learned about your conspiracy. Please wait for the family to be confiscated and destroyed!" Su Quan was still speaking with Xiao Guanyin's appearance at this time, so he also spoke in Xiao Guanyin's tone.

"The Empress is unable to protect herself now, so why are you pretending to be a queen?" Yelu Yixin sneered, "Will Yelu Hongji believe your words? At this moment, he is in extreme anger of being cuckolded, and most of the time he will never see you."

Speaking of this, Yelu Yixin suddenly looked at Song Qingshu with admiration: "Sometimes I have to admire you. I can actually get involved with so many famous beauties and heroes in the world. Now, even the queen of the Great Liao Dynasty has not escaped your clutches. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Devil's Claw?" Song Qingshu had a black thread, "Devil's Claw!"

Hearing his words, Yelu Yixin's face rose with anger: "Hmph, but all these have passed. I accept you, such a confidant."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Min and the three women blushed, obviously in disgrace and anger.

Song Qingshu looked at him strangely: "I really don't understand what your confidence is. Do you think you can be invincible by learning the magic sword slash hundreds of years ago?"

Yelu Yixin laughed: "I used to learn from the strengths of many families in my martial arts, and I am already proud of the martial arts world. Now I have been slashed by the Divine Sword, which is like a tiger with wings. The surname of Song. I know that you have good martial arts skills, but today you are destined to be a dead soul under the full moon scimitar."

Song Qingshu shook his head and sighed: "I heard what you said before. This knife is a magic knife with a strange demonic nature on it, which can easily affect the master's mind. I was a little dissatisfied, but looking at your arrogant and arrogant look, it seems that the rumors are indeed true."

Yelu Yixin's face changed slightly. Obviously, he realized the same problem when he heard the other party's reminder, but he quickly adjusted his mood: "Hmph, the magic sword is invincible in the world, even if it is arrogant, what does it matter."

Song Qingshu smiled faintly: "Some people are destined to be the gods in the sword even if they are in their hands."

"Then you can try it." Yelu Yixin smiled, and the sound of dragon roars unique to magical weapons sounded in the room. The scimitar in his hand was like an antelope hanging on his horns, and he slashed towards Song Qingshu with one knife.

Zhao Min and a few other girls could only see a full moon rising in the house again, and could not see anything else clearly. They could only be anxious but could not help.

In Song Qingshu's opinion, it was a different feeling. When the other party slashed, the air around him seemed to become sticky at that moment. He wanted to move but found that his whole body seemed to be trapped in a swamp. He wanted to move and used ten times more power than usual. The masters fought against each other, and the slow movement at this moment was enough for the opponent to kill you more than ten times.

"No wonder the leader of the Ming Cult was able to dominate the martial arts world with his divine sword slash. This martial art has indeed reached the threshold of space." Song Qingshu still had leisure to evaluate the other party's sword skills, but the next moment the strange sword light had already slashed to the end, and he split into two halves with one knife.

However, Yelu Yixin had no sign of happiness, because the touch of the knife just now made him realize that he did not hit the other person's true body, but just hit a shadow of the other person.

He didn't stop at all the knife, and directly picked it from bottom to backward. This is the advantage of the Full Moon Scimitar, which is even more round than Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi.

The sword was squeaking and the tip of the knife was just slashing on the sword energy that pierced the back of the neck. The swords and swords intersected, and the scattered sword energy shattered the mask on his face, revealing what Murong Jingyue originally looked like.

Murong Jingyue's heart sank. The blow just now broke his final fantasy. He fought head-on but failed to remove the opponent's sword energy. It was obvious that the opponent's skill was above him.

However, he had no time to care about others at this time. Seeing Song Qingshu's gradually emerging figure, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and looked shocked: "How is it possible! Why did you suddenly appear behind me!"

He just now locked the other party in a firm manner, but the moment the knife was about to slash the other party, the other party's aura suddenly disappeared. He kept staring with his eyes wide, and the other party didn't even move the corner of his clothes, so why could he appear directly behind him?

Song Qingshu shook his head: "The Divine Sword Slash has indeed faintly touched the threshold of space. Unfortunately, the person who used the sword is still the person in the painting and cannot break out of the crux of space."

At that moment, he used the distance to the world. If he was not in this space, the Divine Sword Slash could not confine him.

A ruthless look flashed across Murong Jingyue's face. The full moon scimitar in his hand was split into two male and female swords, and shot Bing Xueer and Su Quan aside in a strange arc. The speed was so fast that it was no less than the divine sword slash just now.

Song Qingshu's face finally changed. Although Bing Xueer and Su Quan's martial arts skills were not weak, they probably could not take over this demonic sword. Thinking of the scene where the other party died, he could not sit still. In an instant, he used the faraway distance twice to knock down the male and female swords.

However, Murong Jingyue took this opportunity to come to Zhao Min. Zhao Min hurriedly fought back. Unfortunately, his martial arts have already improved by leaps and bounds to the vital points on his neck in almost instant.

"Your surnamed Song, you still lost after all." With the hostage in hand, Murong Jingyue's confidence recovered.
Chapter completed!