The demon Slayer is also a famous strong man on the whole road to immortality. Although he has never been famous in the list of immortality, his strength is definitely not bad.


    It is said that the demon butcher once swallowed and killed a large-scale sect with the power of one person. He was ruthless and ruthless.


    Such people, even in today''s restaurants, are extremely terrible.


    No one can believe that song Qingshu can kill him if he can''t hit it.


    But now the truth has really happened. It''s amazing and incredible.


    "What''s going on?"


    "Who saw it?"


    "It seems that the demon Slayer fell to the ground by himself! Song Qingshu didn''t even make a move? "


    "It''s too dreamy. I can''t believe it. What happened?"


    Looking at the sad appearance of the demon Slayer falling straight to the ground and foaming at his mouth, people in Feitian restaurant discussed one after another, and they didn''t believe what they saw.


    "What did you do?"


    Xia Ye stands up and looks at Song Qingshu coldly. Her killing intention flashes in her eyes and scolds her.


    Song Qingshu sneers indifferently:


    "What can I do? I just looked at him and he fell down. Can it blame me?"


    The meditation friar squatted down and brushed his hand on the head of the demon butcher to find out his divine consciousness and sense what happened to the demon butcher.


    A moment later.


    The monk''s face became very angry and panicked from the coldness at the beginning:


    "The sea is broken, the yuan God is damaged, and the demon Slayer has become a useless man!"


    As soon as this remark was made, everyone was in an uproar.


    Brush la la!


    Under Xia Ye''s sign.


    The monk who had been sitting around the meditation monk stood up fiercely, and there were five or six people at once. Looking at Song Qingshu coldly, he pressed people with the force and made a killing intention, as if he wanted to kill here.


    Clear snow and iron blue complexion:


    "Song Qingshu! You are too cruel, but you can''t believe that you will abolish brother Tu Mo with one blow? "


    People in Feitian restaurant thought song Qingshu would be cold and ironic, but they didn''t expect him to say directly:


    "What''s wrong with abolishing him?"


    "I''ve killed millions of flies, insects and dogs like you. What do you want to do if you kill one more?"


    Listening to song Qingshu''s words, Xiaye and Qingxue are getting colder and colder.


    They didn''t think that song Qingshu really dared to do it in the restaurant, and they couldn''t catch a trace of evidence.


    "You go!"


    Qingxue tilted her head slightly and opened her lips to a monk around her.


    The man nodded, then swaggered out of the column and said coldly:


    "Although others can''t see clearly, I know you must have used some Yin move to kill the devil before the war!"


    "Song Qingshu, who are you really? Just a sneak attack on the back! How dare you fight me? I''ll take your head in ten moves! "


    Wen Yan.


    "I''m not as skilled as a man, so I say I''ve used Yin moves and become a villain. How stupid?"


    Ye Fan glanced at him contemptuously and then said:


    "Besides, do you deserve to fight me? Why do you need ten moves to kill you? "


    When song Qingshu said these words, he blessed them with the mighty power of the yuan God.


    Its words are not high or low, but the words are sonorous and shocking, just like the earthquake of winter thunder. There is a crazy bully''s killing intention all over the world!


    Poof!


    The voice of song Qingshu''s words just came into contact with this man, and made his face pale. The slander and blood rain appeared in his knowledge of the sea, washing the monk like a mountain torrent.


    "Song Qingshu! Die! "


    In the killing intention, the powerful monk vomited a mouthful of blood and then roared, as if to spit out his dissatisfaction.


    Then the friar directly kicked the jade carved chair to pieces, walked directly to song Qingshu, pulled out a shining sword and waved it to song Qingshu.


    "Brush!"


    Before his sword stabbed song Qingshu, heaven and earth burst into a cold light.


    The light flashed past. Song Qing turned his back to him without looking back. He grabbed a glass of turbid wine on the table and spilled it out. The wine was turbid like a handful of turbid waves.


    Turbid waves and waves, falling from the sky, are unstoppable! The cold and bright light is generated from the turbid waves.


    A dull bang!


    The cup of muddy wine spilled by song Qingshu hit the friar, collapsed a big hole in his chest, and then directly crashed him away.


    The sword in his hand was smashed into slag and sprayed blood in his mouth. After flying out, he fell straight in the corner of a restaurant, as if he had suffered a heavy blow.


    Meditation friars and others changed color and spilled a cup of muddy wine at will, but they directly bumped a strong immortal out. Such means are really amazing and many people can''t help being afraid.


    "Song Qingshu! You are so arrogant! How dare you fight in the first God pass? "


    "It seems that you don''t take God''s rules seriously, do you? It''s too much to do so. You despise all the heroes. Do you want to be enemies with all the people in God''s pass? "


    After the shock, the meditation monk swallowed his saliva and sneered with a calm smile.


    Song Qingshu looked around, his voice was calm, but there was an irrecoverable terror, just like an emperor:


    "Who wants to be my enemy!"


    "But come out together! Song Qingshu cut it together! "


    The hero battlefield is about to be held. No one is willing to waste time on such thankless disputes. With song Qingshu''s words, others have eaten their own dishes.


    The man in Chinese clothes smiled and gently shook the feather fan. His eyes were very calm and did not flow with the intention of killing.


    The monk with disorderly hair chewed meat and ignored others.


    Several other super masters took care of themselves and got busy. No one spoke.


    "It seems that no one wants to be the enemy of me. Only you animals are the enemy of me."


    The realm of song Qingshu is not high now, but its Taoism is world-class.


    When he said these words, a great array floated from behind him, then spread out, and instantly extended to the body of meditation monks and others.


    These so-called geniuses, meditation friars, were swallowed into the array.


    Boom!


    Song Qingshu took one step, and the vitality of heaven and earth in the restaurant was suddenly unstable and turbulent, and thousands of heaven trembled.


    Around the body of the Song Qing book, there were also blue dragons and red immortals. It was like that 3000 gods were chanting scriptures, rippling with supreme divine power, and 90000 shuras were shouting, sending out a towering murderous spirit.


    Today''s song Qingshu has deep eyes and has a self respecting spirit, just like a god demon master.


    "You! What are you up to? First, private fighting is not allowed in the Shenguan pass. What can we see on the battlefield? "


    Aware of the danger, the meditation friar was so frightened that he shouted angrily.


    Song Qingshu shrugged:


    "Can''t wait!"