Xiao Qi slowly took two steps back, seemingly unable to match Song Zhifan's finger strength.
Song Zhifan's God Field was extremely powerful and really put a lot of pressure on Xiao Qi.
She didn't feel this way when she was with Chu Li. Song Zhifan's divine field was resolved silently by Chu Li, without putting any pressure on her. It was only when she faced it alone that she realized how powerful Song Zhifan was.
The surging pressure surged like a tidal wave, one wave after another, each wave stronger than the last, making her breathless. The power of the gods was indeed irresistible to Tianwaitian.
Even though she has mastered the Taishang Sword Sutra, she is still not a deity and cannot ignore the deity field.
"Master Song, I have something unclear." The two of them entered the gate unknowingly and entered the hall. No one came in front of the hall, and all the guards of the Duke's Mansion were notified not to approach.
The people lying on the ground had been pushed far away and did not stop until they reached the base of the wall. After being squeezed by the two forces, they all fell unconscious. The aftermath of the fight between the gods and the top Tianwaitian masters was unbearable for them.
Song Zhifan hummed: "Say!"
He kept snapping his fingers and said calmly: "It's really rare for you to be able to block my three-yuan finger. This is the martial arts of the gods!"
He always couldn't help showing off in front of Xiao Qi and trying to overpower Chu Li. Even if he didn't have any bad thoughts about Xiao Qi, it was a man's instinct when facing a stunning beauty. He wanted to make her regret marrying Chu Li. Secretly admire yourself.
Xiao Qi said lightly: "Master Song, are you a god?"
"Of course." Song Zhifan said, "What's the point of doubting this?"
Xiao Qi said: "I'm very curious, how did you become a god? There are only two ways to become a god, or to be blessed by heaven. There are only one civil and one martial arts in a country, and the other is to gather the four spiritual beasts and practice martial arts to perfection. Leader Song should be the second one, right?"
"Yes, there are only two.
"Song Zhifan said.
While the two were talking, Taishang Sword Qi and the Three-Yuan Finger kept colliding, causing the surrounding flowers and plants to shatter and fly away. They were then disrupted by invisible forces and turned into powder, flying out.
Xiao Qi said: "Then Master Song, are you taking the second path?"
"I have created a unique path to becoming a god." Song Zhifan smiled proudly and said: "There are neither paths, so I was struck by thunder from the sky and chased by heavenly beings. In the end, there was nothing I could do!"
Xiao Qi smiled faintly: "So, Master Song is no longer afraid of the outside world?"
"This is natural!" Song Zhifan said: "So I will kill the gods if I want to, let alone Chu Li."
Xiao Qi said: "I am very curious about how the Song religion achieves the goal of becoming a god."
"This is a top secret. People who are not my closest relatives cannot tell it." Song Zhifan shook his head.
Xiao Qi nodded slowly and said, "In that case, we have nothing to say."
Her thoughts moved slightly, and the Heart Sword of the Supreme Sword was activated.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Four round lights suddenly appeared in front of Song Zhifan's forehead, shining like a jade plate, blocking the attack of the Supreme Sword's Heart Sword.
Song Zhifan's expression changed slightly, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Xiao Qi: "Okay, Miss Xiao San, I have underestimated you!"
Xiao Qi shook her head regretfully and said, "I didn't expect Master Song to be really prepared!"
"Thankfully I was prepared, otherwise I would have been plotted by you." Song Zhifan shook his head and was a little annoyed, feeling that he had been deceived by Xiao Qi, and felt a kind of betrayal anger, which turned into a raging murderous intention.
"Bang bang bang bang..." He flicked his fingers quickly, trying to overpower Xiao Qi.
He didn't believe that his divine power could not defeat Xiao Qi.
If he couldn't even defeat Xiao Qi, then talking about defeating Chu Li would be a joke.
Xiao Qi kept retreating, reducing the pressure of the God Field. She didn't know how long she could hold on.
"I didn't want to hurt you originally." Song Zhifan shook his head and sighed: "But now it seems that it is impossible not to hurt you. Please forgive me for offending!"
After saying that, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and popped out with his fingers.
The left and right hands play together, just like playing the harp.
Suddenly the two fingers merged.
"Bang!" After the muffled sound, Xiao Qi suddenly dodged to the left, and a deep hole appeared on the wall of the living room behind him. The force of his finger penetrated the wall and went straight into the living room. The power of his finger force was obvious.
Xiao Qi secretly took a breath of air. She was lucky to be alert. If she hadn't been able to avoid this finger, her body would have been filled with blood. Moreover, it would be difficult for her to dispel the power of the God's finger. She would be severely injured and it would be difficult to fight again.
She frowned and stared at Song Zhifan's finger strength, vaguely aware of it, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
Several sword energies from Taishang Sword were immediately superimposed.
The Taishang Sword Qi fired the sword extremely fast, faster than Song Zhifan's fingers. With a thought in Xiao Qi's mind, dozens of swords were shot out.
"Hi!" The sound of cracking silk came from the void.
The Supreme Sword Qi pierced the void and instantly arrived in front of Song Zhifan.
Song Zhifan hurriedly moved to the right, the sword energy passed by him, the cold air hit his face, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
"Bang!" The rockery behind him exploded and scattered in all directions.
Xiao Qi showed a faint smile, and her own sword energy could also be superimposed.
"Bang bang bang bang bang..." Song Zhifan was in a stalemate with her.
There was no grass or stone around the open space between the two of them, and the empty ground looked like it had been plowed.
Xiao Qi suddenly thought.
The Heart Sutra of the Supreme Sword was shot out at the same time.
"Bah, bah, bah!" Two bright discs suddenly appeared in front of Song Zhifan's forehead, and then exploded with a "bang".
Song Zhifan's expression changed drastically and he suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Xiao Qi took a deep breath and did not move, Taishangjian was on guard.
"Bang!" Song Zhifan suddenly appeared behind her and slapped her back with his palm, but was blocked by the Taishang Sword Qi. The palm force collided with the sword Qi, making a dull and ear-splitting sound, like a giant wood hitting a big drum.
Xiao Qi said calmly: "Master Song, it's better to give up."
"What a wonderful Miss Xiao San!" Song Zhifan said solemnly: "I underestimated you!"
Xiao Qi said: "Master Song, please don't send me far away!"
Although she could block Song Zhifan's sneak attack, she could not help Song Zhifan. He could remain invincible by relying on the God's ability to cross the void. She could only break through his defense with one sword.
Thinking of this, he suddenly moved, and the Taishang Sword sent out several heart swords that merged in the void, and there were several more sword energy than before.
"Boo!" A bright disc flashed in front of Song Zhifan's forehead again, and then shattered.
His figure swayed, he was in a daze for a moment, and he was about to fall down.
Xiao Qi's Supreme Sword Qi shot over.
"Bang bang bang bang..." The sword energy was shot out, leaving a dense honeycomb on the ground.
Song Zhifan has disappeared.
Xiao Qi shook his head, there was really nothing he could do about this move.
She said towards the void: "Master Song, why don't you invite your husband to come over?"
"Hmph, it would be best if he could come." Song Zhifan's voice sounded in the void, elusive and unpredictable.
Xiao Qi shot several sword energy into the air, but all missed.
She shook her head and said, "In that case, I will inform my husband to come over."
"It couldn't be better!" Song Zhifan snorted.
Xiao Qi chuckled and shook her head, sensing that Song Zhifan had disappeared.
Being able to face the gods alone without defeat or injury, she was proud of her own martial arts. Thinking of this, she smiled even more.
"Bang!" She suddenly flew backwards and spurted a mouthful of blood in the air, the smile on her face not dissipating.