Wuxia: I, Song Qingshu, started with a hundred layers of Jiuyang Gong

Chapter 154 made a lot of money this time

Seeing that the situation was not good, the assassins fled towards the distance.

But how could Song Qingshu be willing to give up, chasing and killing while killing.

After a blaze of incense.

“Poof.”

Those assassins all fell in a pool of blood, completely lifeless.

Looking at the assassin lying on the ground, Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief.

“Finally done.”

Song Qingshu let out a turbid breath.

“Are you Song Qingshu?”

At this moment, an icy voice suddenly sounded.

“Who are you again?”

Song Qingshu asked suspiciously.

I saw three men standing to the left of the assassin’s body.

The leader was about twenty years old, wearing a black robe and holding a long sword in his hand.

His long hair was draped loosely, covering his countenance.

Song Qingshu looked at him with a frown, and there was a sense of familiarity in his heart.

“You should know who I am, right?”

The black-robed man sneered, and then slowly approached Song Qingshu.

Watching the black-robed man get closer and closer, Song Qingshu’s eyebrows revealed a dignified color.

“Could it be that he is from Tanglin City?”

“Who are you?”

Song Qingshu asked coldly.

“It doesn’t matter who I am.”

The black-robed man sneered.

“The important thing is that I know who you are because you are the prey I am going to kill.”

When Song Qingshu heard this, he snorted coldly: “What a big breath.”

“But do you think you can kill me?”

Song Qingshu mocked.

“Do you think I’m really that kid?”

The black-robed man smiled coldly, and then rushed towards Song Qingshu.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu’s face sank.

“Do you think you can beat me?”

“Just let you try it, my newly created Peerless!”

“Flying Immortal from the Sky!”

Song Qingshu’s face turned cold, and his feet kicked the ground hard.

Then the figure was like a shooting star, flying towards the black-robed man in front.

Two figures collided violently in the air.

One after another sword light splashed out, as beautiful as fireworks blooming.

The long sword in Song Qingshu’s hand turned into countless phantoms, shrouding the black-robed man in it.

The black-robed man’s face sank, he knew that to deal with these sword moves, he had to do everything he could.

“Heavenly Demon Slash.”

The black-robed man shouted loudly and waved the long sword in his hand with his right hand.

A huge sword radiance was cut in the void and slashed at Song Qingshu fiercely.

Song Qingshu snorted coldly: “Carving insect trick 0…”

A sword light flashed, and the sword light was torn apart, and then the sword light went straight to the black-robed man.

The black-robed man’s face changed drastically, and he quickly dodged to the side.

“Poof.”

A crisp sound came, and the sword light fell on the black-robed man’s arm.

Cut off his arm with a sword, and blood gushed wildly.

The black-robed man’s face turned livid with pain, and he couldn’t help but let out a wail.

Then flip the wrist and throw the longsword in his hand into the distance.

A muffled sound came out, and the black-robed man fell to the ground.

He struggled to get up, but couldn’t.

Looking at the black-robed man, Song Qingshu snorted coldly.

“Don’t waste any more effort, you can’t escape my control at all.”

“Haha, don’t be too confident, I’ll kill 1.1 you.”

The black-robed man roared angrily, his eyes filled with resentment.

“Yes?”

Song Qingshu looked at the black-robed man indifferently.

Then the soft sword in his hand waved, and a sharp sword light shot out.

Slashed down towards the black-robed man’s head.

The black-robed man’s pupils shrank, and he quickly raised the long sword in his hand to resist.

However, no matter how fast his speed was, where could he compare to Song Qingshu’s sword speed.