Four hundred and ninetieth chapters eight golden locks
Song Dongyuan suddenly took action, and everyone was not prepared at all. Who would have thought that Mr. Dongyuan, who is known as a gentleman, would be untrustworthy and turn against him if he said anything?
After stabbing the young man in Taoism to death with one sword, Song Dongyuan did not hesitate at all. Another sword stabbed another level six warrior like a shocking rainbow. He also succeeded with one blow and directly penetrated the warrior's chest!
"Kill him!" The other warriors finally reacted. The internal energy of one body exploded with all its strength and swung his weapons to kill Song Dongyuan.
Song Dongyuan laughed loudly, his body was like a ghost, and his long sword in his hand was as sharp as a dragon. While he was freeing from the siege of everyone, he cut off the head of a level six warrior with another sword!
Killing a strong man at the same level was like cutting melons and vegetables. It was obvious that Song Dongyuan was already extremely strong, and warriors of the same level had no power to resist in front of him.
This is the peak strength of a level six warrior. Song Dongyuan has been a level six warrior for more than 300 years. Although his wife has been unknown since her death, her strength has never stopped growing. The largest level six warriors who besieged him are less than 200 years old, and their strength is naturally incomparable to him.
Three level 6 warriors had already died under Song Dongyuan's sword, which undoubtedly aroused the anger of the level 6 warriors. Everyone was a powerful man who dominated the side, so how could he bear such humiliation? They immediately stopped stinging with Yuanli and fought desperately to attack Song Dongyuan. For a moment, Song Dongyuan was also in a difficult situation.
However, despite the chaotic situation, Song Dongyuan was not injured. Instead, he found the right opportunity to shoot two swords in a row. Blood splattered when the sword light passed, and two level 6 warriors were killed and injured.
The sixth-level warriors are extremely proud. Since they have already taken action, there is no reason to retreat. The remaining nine sixth-level warriors finally surrounded Song Dongyuan in the middle. The weapons in their hands were flashing white, and each strike contained extremely powerful energy fluctuations, suppressing Song Dongyuan with one sword.
Song Dongyuan's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he was extremely fast in the extremely narrow space. Although he was in danger several times, he was not injured. And under the siege of everyone, it was almost impossible for him to kill his opponent.
The few who were killed and injured by him just now were weaker among the level 6 warriors. Their combat powers are relatively strong now, and they are prepared for their actions. They do not seek merit but do not seek any mistakes, trapping Song Dongyuan in the center. Song Dongyuan's attack is still fast and fierce, but he has to face at least three opponents' combined attacks every time. Every time he takes all his strength, he returns in vain.
For a moment, the two sides were entangled and killed on the top of Dongyuan Peak to an indissoluble bond.
"Everyone hold on! His energy is not strong enough, and he will soon be unable to hold on!" An old man holding a long sword waved his sword like the wind and shouted loudly.
"Grinding this old guy to death, and sharing his wealth!" Another middle-aged Taoist also yelled.
Everyone surrounded Song Dongyuan and attacked wildly. Seeing that Song Dongyuan's attack slowed down slightly, they were secretly happy in their hearts, and it was even faster to take action.
The most precious thing for warriors is Yuanli, and Yuanli is never enough. Every sword of Song Dongyuan is as fast as lightning, his body is gone, and his body is also extremely fast. Now he is surrounded by everyone and cannot escape, and he is almost unquestionable to be torn to death. At this moment, it seems that the overall situation has been decided, and Song Dongyuan is almost bound to die.
Song Dongyuan smiled coldly, reached out and grabbed it in the void, and a small jade bottle appeared in his hand and was directly sucked into his mouth. In an instant, Song Dongyuan's aura surged, and a sword light like a stunning rainbow flashed, cutting off the head of a level six warrior!
"Yuan Liquid!"
"He actually has Yuanye Beauty Picture Read the full text of the full text!"
The warriors who besieged Song Dongyuan were shocked. Only the treasure of Yuan Liquid that could instantly replenish the Yuan Liquid. A drop of Yuan Liquid can restore all Yuan Liquid, while a level six warrior needs at least twenty drops of Yuan Liquid to restore Yuan Liquid. Unexpectedly, this old boy has such a treasure on weekdays!
"So what if there is Yuan Liquid? His Yuan Liquid has been used up! Everyone should work harder and kill him, otherwise he will be in trouble!" The old man shouted loudly.
"The hatred has been formed, and Song Dongyuan will definitely not let us go. We are not his opponents when we fight alone. If he leaves today and he comes to seek revenge in the future, who can resist it? If he doesn't die today, we will die!" The middle-aged Taoist attacked like a mad tiger and shouted.
After hearing this, the remaining eight level 6 warriors naturally knew that this was the truth. Who would have thought that Mr. Donghara was so ruthless? If he was asked to escape today, he would not have to have a stable life in the future. Mr. Donghara is a lonely man, and most of them have families and sects, and they cannot bear Mr. Donghara's revenge.
The remaining eight warriors cheered up and attacked Song Dongyuan desperately. Song Dongyuan came and went in the crowd with one sword, and the two sides were in a stalemate again.
On the river, Feng Xiao stood on the top of the waves, looking at the battle at the top of the peak, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"A group of waste, so many people, can't kill a Song Dongyuan!"
"But that's good. Tens of billions of stones are really not a small amount!"
Feng Xiao held the void in his right hand, and held a long sword with a coldness in his hand. His body flashed continuously and soon arrived at Dongyuan Peak.
"It's Feng Xiao!"
"Feng Xiao is here too!"
Seeing Feng Xiao suddenly appear, the warriors who besieged Song Dongyuan were also slightly shocked. They did not discover Feng Xiao's existence just now, which shows that Feng Xiao's perception ability range has surpassed them. In other words, they are not Feng Xiao's opponents.
"Mr. Feng Xiao, please come and help us." The middle-aged Taoist had some friendship with Feng Xiao and said repeatedly, "Kill this Song Dongyuan, we will share the 10 billion stones equally."
Feng Xiao said coldly: "I want half!"
"Half!" A level six warrior said angrily, "Feng Xiao, you are too greedy!"
"Ha!" Feng Xiao smiled coldly, his body rushed out, and stabbed the warrior who spoke with a sword.
The warrior shouted angrily and waved his sword to meet him. The two long swords collided heavily. The warrior suddenly felt a bone-broken chill, and his whole body was instantly frozen and unable to move.
The warrior roared and struggled to break free. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest. When he looked down, a cold sword was inserted into his chest.
"Now I want 60%. What do you think?" Feng Xiao took back his sword and said coldly.
After all, he is a personal disciple of Taiyi Sect, so where can these ordinary level 6 warriors be compared? Feng Xiao's sword immediately stopped everyone.
"No objection." The old man said repeatedly, "I'm willing to let you get 60%. Please take action quickly and kill this old man!"
Feng Xiao smiled coldly, but did not take action immediately. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Dongyuan who was surrounded by everyone in the center.
Song Dongyuan waved his sword to block the attack of a warrior, and returned a move, almost cutting off the warrior's arm, looking at Feng Xiao and said coldly: "Is it that you took a walk and I got the news of 10 billion yuan of stone?"
"Otherwise, who do you think it is?" Feng Xiao sneered, "Yan Qing's eyebrows are above the top and he regards himself as aloof, so he naturally would not do such a thing. Ten billion stones, Song Dongyuan, do you think you are qualified to get so much wealth? It's really ridiculous that the latest chapter of the patriotic warlord!"
"I have never wanted to be in trouble with the younger generation, but you have angered me!" Song Dongyuan said coldly, "Feng Xiao, I want you to die today!"
"Haha! I won't let you die today, I will let you die worse than death!" Feng Xiao sneered, "What's the use of relying on your seniority? In the face of real strength, everything is useless!"
After saying that, Feng Xiao's body flashed and he had already arrived in front of Song Dongyuan. With a sword, he stabbed Song Dongyuan hard with a bone-broken chill.
Song Dongyuan shouted violently, and the sword light surged above the sword, and a sword cut through the void like a horse, slashing hard on Feng Xiao's long sword.
With a loud "dang", Feng Xiao groaned and took a step back. Song Dongyuan's body was covered with ice, but he got out of bed in an instant, and his face was slightly pale.
This head-on collision, the two of them were evenly matched. Song Dongyuan's absolute power prevailed, and Feng Xiao's strange ice Yuan power also made Song Dongyuan suffer a little.
"Everyone come together and help Mr. Feng kill this old man!" The old man shouted loudly, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand brought out the sword shadows all over the sky, covering Song Dongyuan's body. The other sixth-level warriors also took action at the same time, attacking Song Dongyuan desperately.
Feng Xiao did not pause at all, but also swung his sword to slash at Song Dongyuan. Song Dongyuan's body was frozen in an instant and escaped from trap again. At this moment, his body was slightly frozen. His sword was swept across his calf by a level six warrior. A large piece of flesh and blood was cut off, and blood was sprayed out from the wound.
Seeing Song Dongyuan injured, the warriors all showed joy on their faces and besieged even more crazily.
"Song Dongyuan, today. You will definitely die!" Feng Xiao sneered, and another sword fell down with heavy sword!
His sword was a little faster than other level 6 warriors, and Song Dongyuan could not allow Song Dongyuan to dodge. Song Dongyuan swung his sword to slash at Feng Xiao's long sword, and his body was frozen again. Feng Xiao was shaken half a step away, and the moment Song Dongyuan escaped, he was stabbed in the shoulder by the old man with a sword.
"Kill!" Song Dongyuan's eyes were full of anger, and he suddenly had a sword with all his strength, just like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the sky, and his speed was unprecedentedly fast!
The old man was shocked and wanted to dodge but was too late, and his head was blown away by Song Dongyuan with a sword!
"No matter how stubborn it is, it is useless!" Feng Xiao sneered and rushed forward with a sword again.
"Is that right?" Song Dongyuan smiled proudly and stepped on the ground suddenly!
A desolate and grand aura suddenly burst out from the top of the peak, covering the entire mountain. In the stone houses on the top of the peak, extremely strong fluctuations of vitality were emitted. Feng Xiao suddenly felt that his body was as if he was trapped in a mud, and his body could not move at all!
The same was true for the other sixth-level warriors. Their bodies were suddenly shrouded invisible pressure, and their bodies suddenly froze in place and could not move!
"What is this?" The warriors were shocked. They wanted to try their best to get rid of it, but where was there any time?
Song Dongyuan's body was as shaped like lightning, and the sword shadows in his hand swept up in the sky. When the sword shadows were gone, the sixth-level warriors who besieged him fell on the top of the peak.
The only person who is alive is Feng Xiao. Feng Xiao's face looked extremely ugly and he roared: "Eight Gate Golden Lock! It's the Eight Gate Golden Lock!"
"I am worthy of being Xiao Baiyu's apprentice, but I know even this!" Song Dongyuan smiled coldly, "But it's too late to know, because you're about to die!"
"Master, he guessed right, the eight-door golden locks really fell into your hands! Song Dongyuan, you are hiding so deeply!" Feng Xiao said with a voice.
"The dead will not reveal secrets." Song Dongyuan smiled coldly, "So, go and die!"
After saying that, the sword light flashed in his hand, and a sword pierced at Feng Xiao's head as fast as lightning!
Chapter completed!