Three Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Chain Meter

When the strengths of the two sides are completely unequal, it is useless to resist.

And when one side is not much weaker than the other side, there is a chance to turn defeat into victory. Of course, if you want to defeat the strong with the weak, you must use clever tactics.

If Lu Li wanted to kill Song Qiao, the only way was to get close to Song Qiao and create good conditions for a sneak attack. His blood claws are very strong, and he can easily tear apart the flesh of Junhoujing. The premise is that he is close to the enemy, otherwise he will be easily killed.

His face was downcast, with an expression of confession. Ming Yu is not an idiot either, the two sang together, Ming Yu was still covered in blood, it looked like that, but the ancient chariot did not stop and kept moving towards Song Qiao.

Song Qiao was confused, Yuhuashen was also confused, Song Qiao was still wondering where Song He went? Why didn't they appear together? Why can these two people return?

Yuhuashen was thinking, why did Lu Li surrender? This is not Lu Li's style, and Ming Yu is not such a person...

Song Qiao and Yuhuashen quickly realized that Yuhuashen had figured it out, but Song Qiao became alert because the ancient chariot was already a thousand meters away from him.

"Stop!"

Song Qiao let out a deep drink, and the blood imprint on his neck lit up, ready to strike at any time. He is not an idiot if he can cultivate to the late stage of the Junhou Realm. Song He's failure to appear is the biggest flaw.

Lu Li glanced at Mingyu, who controlled the chariot to stop. Lu Li cupped his hands and said, "My lord, let me go first. Whatever you want from the Song family, I'll give you. Don't you just want Xiaobai?" Is it? I'll give it to you!"

A small beast flew out from Lu Li's sleeve and stood on Lu Li's shoulder. Song Qiao's eyes lit up.

However, he did not let go of his guard, and said in a cold voice: "Where is Brother Song He? Isn't he going to hunt you down? Where did he go?"

"there…"

Lu Li pointed to the direction he came from, and said, "He's fighting Han Wuqing, and your Song Fu is also over there."

Lu Li's explanation was very reasonable. Song Qiao lowered his guard slightly, fixed his eyes on Xiao Bai, and shouted, "Throw this little beast over here, and I'll let you go."

Taking down Xiaobai was the purpose of the Song family's visit this time, and the rest of the matter was not that important.

Lu Li shook his head and said, "Let him go first, otherwise I will die with Xiaobai."

"Okay~"

Song Qiao insisted on being strong,

Moreover, Yuhuashen is extremely weak at this moment, he is not afraid at all. With a wave of his hand, the intertwined vines spread out automatically, opening layer by layer like petals, revealing the Yuhua God who was wrapped in a meat dumpling.

Yuhuashen is miserable, this "wood origin" bloodline can not only trap people, but also absorb the source of life of warriors. Yuhuashen's body was entangled, and the source of life in his body was constantly being lost. He was now several decades old, and his body was extremely weak.

"Young master, leave me alone..."

Yuhuashen roared again, with several vines still entangled around his body. He struggled with all his strength, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles of the vines, so weak to the extreme.

"Throw the little beast to me, and I will release him immediately."

Song Qiao said proudly: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether we kill you or not. We have no enmity or grudge, we just want to get this little beast."

"All right!"

Lu Li seemed to resign himself to his fate. He glanced at Mingyu, who controlled the chariot and flew forward slowly. Lu Li looked at the little beast and said, "You have to treat Xiaobai well, it likes to eat soul crystals. Xiaobai is the king of beasts." , I have a bit of a temper, you have to get used to it..."

Lu Li babbled, his words were full of complaints, like an old woman who is about to marry a daughter. When Song Qiao heard Lu Li say that Xiao Bai was the Beast Emperor, his eyes lit up and were burning hot.

Eight hundred meters, five hundred meters!

Song Qiao finally came to his senses and shouted angrily, "Stop, throw it over!"

"then!"

Lu Li grabbed Xiaobai and threw it towards Song Qiao. Song Qiao's eyes were as bright as stars, and the natal beads below flew towards Xiaobai as soon as they lit up.

"咴咴~"

But Xiaobai seemed a little scared, and flew downwards in a flash. Its speed was so fast that it reached the limit and was comparable to an immortal warrior.

"Little guy, don't be afraid!"

Song Qiao's mind was completely occupied by Xiaobai, she didn't care about Lu Li and Mingyu, and immediately flew down to catch Xiaobai.

This is the moment—

The opportunity that Lu Li worked so hard to create finally came. He gestured to the Feather Transformation God below, and flew down from the ancient chariot.

"drink!"

Ming Yu made a move, concentrated his profound energy and hit a small palm, but instead of attacking Song Qiao, he threw it at Lu Li's back.

"Boom~"

Lu Li was hit on the back by a big palm, but fortunately he was protected by a heavenly armor, so he was not seriously injured. Just a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and his body flew towards Song Qiao like a cannonball.

Ming Yu grasped the strength of this palm very well, and only slightly injured Lu Li. He and Lu Li had exchanged eye contact a long time ago. His palm was to accelerate Lu Li and make Lu Li approach Song Qiao.

"Um?"

Song Qiao just flew downwards when he felt Lu Li flying towards him and suddenly raised his head. His eyes turned cold and his hands lit up with profound strength, and he was about to kill Lu Li.

"boom!"

An explosion sounded from below, and the body of Yuhuashen, who was extremely weak, ignited a raging fire, burning the vines in one fell swoop. He soared into the sky, and a sword appeared in his hand, stabbing at Song Qiao like a beast.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the ring in Lu Li's hand lit up, and a human head appeared. He slammed it down and said with a sneer, "Your brother Song He is here, go on!"

A blood-stained head hit heavily, tumbling and spinning in the air, those big eyes staring at Song Qiao from time to time, making Song Qiao's soul palpitate.

"chi chi~"

Underworld Feather's momentum is coming, the sky and the earth are changing, a vast force of heaven suppresses it, and suppresses Lu Li downwards, and Song Qiao's body is inevitably suppressed...

Yuhuashen, Lu Li, Mingyu, Xiaobai, three people and one beast cooperated perfectly.

What's more, it was a series of tricks, making Song Qiao fall into the trap step by step, and impacting Song Qiao's mind step by step, leaving him no time to react and no effective counterattack at all.

"Phantom Apparatus!"

Lu Li roared loudly, Ming Yu was very cooperative and let the momentum weaken, Lu Li's body was divided into two in mid-air, and the two were divided into four, more than a dozen clones.

These dozen or so clones can still act independently, rushing towards Song Qiao from all directions. These avatars have one thing in common, one hand is always hidden in the sleeve, and the palm cannot be seen.

"die--"

The Yuhua God roared, and the sword in his hand spat out billowing blue flames, and with a shocking momentum, he slashed heavily at Song Qiao's leg from bottom to top.

Song Qiao was attracted by Lu Li's avatar just now, and suddenly woke up at this moment, Lu Li is just a soul pool, what attack power can he have? He has so many clones, isn't it just to confuse himself and attract his attention?

He was assisting Yuhuashen's attack, Yuhuashen was the main force, Lu Li was just bluffing!

Song Qiao in the late Junhou Realm reacted quickly. He immediately released the magical skill of Mu Zhiyuan's bloodline, and the vines all over the sky swept towards the Yuhuashen below, trying to trap Yuhuashen.

"wrong--"

He just released the vines and suddenly felt wrong, because... a deadly sense of crisis appeared in his mind!

He raised his head suddenly, but saw a beautiful silver claw grabbing heavily at his head, a chilly breath enveloped his whole body, and he felt like falling into an ice cellar.

"boom!"

Song Qiao's head burst like a watermelon, and Lu Li's bloody claws slid down, grabbing half of Song Qiao's body to pieces... (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: