Author: Falling Panda

Song Xing suddenly spoke and wanted to stop Guan Qi, which was unexpected by everyone present.

After all, his appearance looks too young.

And youth means weakness.

"What an arrogant boy, let me see what qualifications you have to say such a thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Weimo, the overlord of the underworld, had already rushed out, came to Song Xing, and slapped him with his palm.

Before the palm came, Song Xing could only feel his heart beating violently.

Gao Weimo practices a spiritual occult called the God of Resurrection. It is an extremely powerful and sinister martial art. When the spell is cast through the heartbeat of a person, a series of horrific images will appear in the mind of the victim, and then he will go crazy.

His heart beat violently and he died.

The more the opponent tries to suppress the rapid beating of his heart, the more it beats uncontrollably. The more he resists, his heart and lungs will be torn apart. But there seems to be a ghostly and endless voice in his consciousness, deeply attracting the wild beating in his heart.

The greater the resistance, the faster the heart beats, and the faster the heartbeat beats, the stronger it beats, as if the atrium is a drum. In the end, it is uncontrollable and death is inevitable!

It was precisely by relying on this mysterious and weird technique that when Gao Weimo made his debut, he killed 18 top-notch powerful men in the underworld in a row and became one of the strongest underworld figures in the world.

At this moment, he activated the Legilisman Technique, using his own heartbeat rate as bait, hoping that Song Xing's heartbeat would suddenly accelerate, and then his heart would collapse and die. This was simple and could frighten other people.

But what Gao Weimo didn't expect was that the young man in front of him had extremely indifferent eyes, looking at him as if he were looking at a dead thing without being moved at all.

"How... how is it possible..." Gao Weimo had a look of horror on his face. He couldn't understand why the young man opposite him could resist his invincible power of Legilis.

Song Xing raised his head, his eyes were clear and bright, he looked directly at Gao Weimo, and said calmly: "Using your own heartbeat as a trigger to control the heartbeats of others is an interesting way."

Song Xing paused for a moment, then a red light suddenly flashed across his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "How dare you show your embarrassment in front of me with this little trick?"

After the words fell, Song Xing's eyes flashed red again, Gao Weimo's eyes blurred, and Song Xing's eyes suddenly started to burn out of thin air.

Song Xing was not burning, but behind him, a bright sun suddenly appeared, and the blazing fire covered Song Xing's figure.

"Fire?" A look of horror flashed in Gao Weimo's eyes, and then he felt orange flames in the void, burning in his direction along an invisible thread.

Gao Weimo suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and fell back with a pale face.

With just one look, Song Xing counterattacked Gao Weimo's soul-stirring technique, knocking Gao Weimo back more than ten steps.

"You..." Gao Weimo clutched his chest, his face was pale, and he looked at Song Xing in horror. It was obvious that the backlash of the divine spell had seriously injured him.

Seeing that Gao Weimo couldn't even block a single move in Song Xing's hands, even Fang Ying's originally confident face showed a solemn look.

The people present were all the top people in the world, and their eyesight was naturally extraordinary. Although Song Xing did not make a single move, everyone could see that the realm Song Xing displayed at this moment was impressively superior to all of them.

"The Sixth Level of Martial Arts!" Fang Ying looked at Song Xing's face, his face as ugly as if he had swallowed a piece of shit.

He never expected that Song Xing, whom he had only met a few days ago and whom he had not paid any attention to, would stand directly opposite him today. He was furious and at the same time frightened by Song Xing's martial arts cultivation.

Song Xing didn't give him a chance to speak. He raised his right arm and his body turned into an afterimage. In an instant, he rushed in front of Fang Yingkan. He stretched out his right palm forward, and unexpectedly included everyone in front of him in his attack.

within the range.

"How brave!"

Those who could be arranged by Fang Yingkan to besiege Xiao Qiushui were all top-notch heroes in the world. Seeing that Song Xing was so arrogant, everyone was furious.

So what if you are in the sixth realm? Is it possible that you can still withstand the siege of so many strong men in the fifth realm?

Everyone worked together to attack Song Xing. Song Xing grabbed his left hand in the air, and a bloody long sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the gorgeous sword flowers immediately floated out.

Wherever the sword light pointed, whether it was swords, guns, sticks or hidden weapons, they all seemed to be attracted by magnets and involuntarily rushed straight towards the tip of the sword in Song Xing's hand.

The best defensive move in the world, the sea and the sky line!

The defense is calm, and the sword is simply moved horizontally, like a line between the sea and the sky, flawless.

The sword flashed again, and Wu Jingtao, known as the best swordsman in Jiangnan, was killed.

The best attack in the world, both jade and stone will be destroyed!

The sword has the power of a flying dragon, like a flying dragon from outside the sky. It can kill with one strike. No matter how the enemy dodges, avoids, or counterattacks, this move is like a desperate move and can hit the opponent first.

Seeing Song Xing's incredible method, everyone present broke into a cold sweat.

Gao Weimo's face was dull and he was speechless.

The six realms of martial arts are a qualitative leap. The difference between each realm is like a world of difference. Gao Weimo thinks that he has reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but now, in front of him, Wu Jingtao is not inferior to him in martial arts.

But like an ant, he was killed by Song Xing with a wave of his hand.

How dare he stay and die?

Gao Weimo turned around and ran away, but Song Xing would not give him a way to survive. He stepped slightly and shot out with electricity.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Gao Weimo, stretched out his hand, and a burst of blood burst out, and a large amount of blood spurted out from Gao Weimo's neck.

Gao Weimo's eyes widened and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked and he couldn't make any sound.

Song Xing casually shook off the sleeves stained with Gao Weimo's blood. The moment he raised his head, he was already in front of Zhu Yueming, the head of the Criminal Department!

Zhu Yueming is short, chubby, fat and white, with a pleasant smile and sincere eyes. When he holds your hand and greets your family, he seems to want to give you his heart, but after a while he gets down to business.

At that time, everyone in your family, old and young, would be beheaded and executed without mercy. He would not show any mercy, blinking or frowning.

According to rumors in the capital, it is better to have a hundred more enemies than to offend a person like Zhu Yueming, because such a person is often not a human being, and he can make you not a human being at any time.

Therefore, when he praises you, you have to be careful about the traps ahead for you to step on. When he praises you, you have to pay attention to whether you have any leverage in his hands. If he pats you on the shoulder to express intimacy

When you go back, you'd better take off your clothes and check your neck, shoulders, chest, and ribs to see if anyone has been poisoned.

Gao Weimo's head was missing, which sounds like a long time, but in fact it only lasted a few seconds. Before Zhu Yueming had time to rescue him, Gao Weimo had been killed by Song Xing.

Song Xing didn't say a word nonsense, raised his sword and slashed towards Zhu Yueming.

This sword carried billowing air and was so powerful that it made Zhu Yueming tremble. However, when the situation came to a close, he also knew that there was no hope of escape and he could only fight hard.

Zhu Yueming gritted his teeth, poured his true energy into the sword, and slashed towards the incoming sword light.

The clang of metal colliding resounded throughout Lin'an City.

A majestic force was transmitted to the sword, and Zhu Yueming's tiger's mouth was split open, and the right hand holding the sword involuntarily dropped.

Zhu Yueming was horrified. He ignored the severe pain in his right hand and quickly retreated backwards, trying to avoid Song Xing's blow. At the same time, he shouted: "Help me, otherwise none of us will survive."

After hearing this, everyone behind Zhu Yueming came to help and used various methods to fight against Song Xing.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute suppression by force, these overlords across the rivers and lakes are simply vulnerable.

Song Xing swung the long sword in his hand, and the blade cut through the void. Each blow killed an enemy. Blood spattered everywhere, limbs flew everywhere, and screams and wails filled the sky.

"How is it possible? Zhuge Zheng and I don't have such power, who are you?" Zhu Yueming knelt on the ground covered in blood, his eyes were red, staring at Song Xing, and roared full of hatred.

Song Xing calmly held the blood-stained sword, walked slowly to Zhu Yueming, and looked down at him.

The sword light flashed again, and Zhu Yueming's head rolled and flew into the sky.

Such a murderous force frightened the few remaining masters.

Just when Song Xing was about to kill him, the terrifying sword energy reappeared and struck him on the head.

Guan Qi finally took action!
Chapter completed!