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Song Zhi pressed his anger and looked at people coldly. He saw Lu Qingzhang, the contemporary head of the Lu family, was coming with dozens of juniors from a sect family, in the air not far away.

"Junior is crazy!"

Song Zhi snorted inwardly, but did not scold him, and did not want to provoke the Lu family for no reason. He also knew that behind this rampant Lu family junior was a few people he could not afford to provoke.

But when Lu Qingzhang and his others were about to reach him, his natal magic weapon still fought Niu Lishan.

Seeing this scene, a cold light flashed in Lu Qingzhang's eyes, and then he looked at the natal magic weapon quietly.

Among the dozens of people following him, some shouted without being humble and arrogant: "Senior Song also asked him to take back his magic weapon as soon as possible."

Song Zhi was furious and his ruthless and cold eyes stabbed at the person who was talking, but when he saw the person who was talking, he unconsciously extinguished most of his anger, "So it's this girl!"

"It's too late!" But he still snorted coldly, and his sharp eyes passed through Zhong Ziyan's face.

Zhong Ziyan sighed inwardly, watching Song Zhi's magic weapon change into magical powers.

The sky above the Canglong Soul Wings suddenly thunder rolled, and a purple lightning as thick as a bowl flashed out from a huge black hammer and slashed directly onto the Canglong Soul Wings.

At the same time, Song Zhou's two accompanying magic weapons retreated dozens of feet away.

"Shishe!"

A sharp and sharp sound was heard, purple sparks splashed on the Canglong Soul Wings, and then a thick purple smoke rose. The Canglong Soul Wings were like a yellow leaf, spinning and falling down.

But the Canglong soul wings were not shattered, but Niu Lishan and Qi Xuanrou inside were pale, and Qi Xuanrou's jade hand covered her mouth, but her eyes were very firm.

"Crack!"

After the second purple lightning flashed out, it hit the Canglong Soul Wings that had fallen down dozens of feet again, smashing the Canglong Soul Wings from the air into a cliff, half stuck in the hard rock, and half exposed outside.

"Crack! Crack!"

The third and fourth purple lightning flashes came one after another. After countless gravels splashed, a deep hole appeared on this cliff, and the shadow of the Canglong Soul Wing was gone.

When Song Zhi wanted to slash out the fifth purple lightning again, he felt a cold body, and then he felt a sharp murderous intent covering him.

"Children of the Song family dares to move again and die!"

A cold warning was as continuous as waves, making Song Zhi feel cold. He no longer dared to emit the fifth purple lightning. The triangular eyes quickly searched the air around him and shouted loudly in his mouth: "But Senior Bao Zhen Gulan is here?"

"Hmph, you know what you know!"

Ten feet above Song Zhi's head, a graceful figure suddenly flashed out, which was Qi Lan, the ancestor Qi Xuanrou mentioned.

"Senior Lan, why did you stop me?" Song Zhi gave a slight salute to the air.

Qi Lan snorted coldly, "It's useless to say more now, and I'll see what happened later. If my Rou'er is not in the magic weapon that you destroyed, then give up! But if it's really in that magic weapon???"

After a pause, Qi Lan continued even colder: "Rou'er shed a drop of blood, I will kill one of your Song family. Ten drops of blood, kill a hundred people. More than this number, you will destroy the entire Song family!"
Chapter completed!