When he saw song Qingshu fall, Pang ban also made a single blow, which was more powerful than any magic weapon. His fist seemed to carry the power of heaven and earth, as if there was a mountain behind him.

Song Qingshu can also feel the fluctuation of spiritual power. He knows that this is the characteristic of Daoxin's obsession with Dharma. He is good at attacking each other from the spiritual level. If other people encounter him, he will be influenced by the strange spiritual power and will be made by him everywhere. Before he starts to fight, he will lose.

It's a pity that song Qingshu is also good at mental power. To a certain extent, he is immune to one of the biggest advantages of his opponent. Otherwise, he won't have to fight today.

Song Qingshu was shocked when his fists and palms crossed. After all, he fought with two great masters one after another. Pang ban grasped the opportunity very skillfully and forced him back with one punch. However, he was also full of Qi and blood. He couldn't help looking at the young man with a dignified look, and his eyes were a bit more reserved.

It's amazing that the other person has such accomplishments at a young age. If such a person is regarded as the cauldron for cultivating demons, can't I become the number one in the world?

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became hot.

Song Qingshu was forced back to his original place, and Tiemuzhen's huge sea of blood made a comeback. Next to him, a Mongolian soldier evaded and was rolled to the edge of the sea of blood. With a scream, he turned into a white bone. I don't know if he was delusional. He vaguely saw a twisted and painful face in the sea of blood, and soon mixed it with other white bones.

Even Pang ban and Tongtian sorcery didn't get too close when Tiemuzhen attacked, and they were obviously afraid of this sea of blood.

Song Qingshu snorted coldly: "only you have a sea of blood!"

After that, the sword Qi that had been revolving around his body turned into countless pieces. From a distance, it seemed that he was in a ball of light. Then he raised his hands, and suddenly there was a surge of sea water behind him. Unlike Tiemuzhen's sea of blood, his sea was extremely white.

"How could it be?" Everyone was surprised, even Tong Tian Wu and Pang ban were also surprised.

But they had better eyesight, and soon saw that it was not a snow-white spray, but countless swordsmanship! Each sword's spirit is erratic, and it's too close to each other. Together, it looks like sea spray.

With a wave of his hands, song Qingshu rushed to Tiemuzhen's sea of blood.

The bloody sea and the snow-white waves collided with each other fiercely. The white faces in the bloody sea were nailed to death by sword Qi, but countless sword Qi were melted by the bloody sea.

Everyone around seemed to hear the sound of the tsunami, but then all the sound disappeared, as if everything was still.

Then the materials mixed with the sea of blood and sword Qi scattered one after another. The Mongolian soldiers in the distance were so scared that they turned around and fled. They were very far away, but the speed of these materials splashed was so fast that almost everyone would die if they touched them.

All of a sudden, there were more shrill cries in the air, just like jackdaws. The crows came all over the world and ran into the sea of blood and sword Qi. Almost by themselves, they blocked the aftereffects of the two men's fighting.

"The leader is powerful!"

Many people have knelt down to express their most sincere thanks to the Tongtian witches. Shamanism has a high status in the hearts of Mongolians, and now the Tongtian witches have saved their lives.

Tongtianwu didn't look at these people. They were just tools for him to buy people's hearts. What he cared about most was the man in the field: "I've given you the chance. It depends on whether you can run or not."

Now in front of tie Muzhen and other people, it's hard for him to release water. He just seized this opportunity when he was having a headache. After all, he saved so many soldiers' lives that tie Muzhen can't blame him for not working hard afterwards.

Song Qingshu spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't have time to take care of the others. Instead, he quickly ran to the vacant position of tongtianwu.

Pang Ban's body moved, as if he stepped in front of him. The other side and tie Muzhen were both defeated. Now is a good time to kill him.

But he could not help hesitating when he thought of the Taoist heart planting the magic Dharma, but his face immediately changed, because he realized that his opponent's sword was extremely sharp, even in its heyday.

Pang ban didn't have time to think about it. Now it's not a question of whether he can stay or not, but whether he can save his life.

In a hurry, one punch blows away, and there is no reservation.

As soon as they touch each other, song Qingshu's body disappears at the end of the street. Pang ban quickly retreats tens of feet before standing still. He is still elegant, and his whole body exudes a kind of supernatural charm. Only Jin Bingyun, who was beside him, could see clearly, and found that the blood of his fist in his sleeve was flowing down.

Jin Bingyun can't help but be surprised to know that Pang Ban's fist is comparable to Jinshi's. even against the famous Yitian sword and Tulong Dao in the Central Plains, his fist won't hurt half a point.

For so many years, Pang ban can kill people by moving his fingers casually. Few of them are worth using his fists. But now his fists are so badly injured?

Jin Bingyun was in a trance for a moment: is that man's martial arts really so high that he can successfully escape after three great masters hit two great masters one after another?

At this time, standing still, tie Muzhen finally said: "pass on my order, and the whole city will be raided. Even if we dig three feet, we will get song Qingshu back!"

Tongtianwu's eyes moved. He was acutely aware of a shiver hidden in his opponent's voice. It was obvious that he was trying his best to restrain his injury. Do you want to take this opportunity

However, looking at Pang ban in the distance and the countless Mongolian warriors around him, he gave up the idea temporarily.

After Tiemuzhen gave the order, he forced himself to tremble and went back to the king's tent under naya'a's escort.

His orders were always prohibitive, but after this speech, all the people, whether ordinary soldiers or experts, looked at each other and did not move.

They are great masters. You can't keep them. Aren't we going to die?

As if seeing the doubts of the public, Pang ban also said: "he just used some secret techniques similar to the disintegration of the heavenly demons of the holy gate, overdrawn the life of blood essence, broke out for a short time, and then became very weak, even ordinary soldiers can kill him."

In front of so many people, he was in a complete state. Song Qingshu, who was seriously injured, was beaten seriously. Rao Shi Pang ban, however calm, had to explain why and save his face.

Hearing this, a group of Mongolian soldiers were excited. They went after Song Qingshu in the direction where he had just left, as if they saw the glory and wealth waving to them.

Looking at the crowd leaving, Pang Ban said to the apprentice: "Bingyun, you also go."

Jin Bingyun nodded: "OK, I will kill him to avenge the master."

Pang ban shook his head: "no, you're going to save him."

"Help?" Jin Bingyun was stunned, but she was a smart person. She immediately understood what the other party meant, and showed a mixture of anger, resentment and sadness in her eyes