Song Qingshu's expression trembled, he pressed the table with both hands and sucked it upwards, overturning it and blocking it in front of him.
The wooden table rolled in the air at an extremely staggering speed. The arrows shot from the shot were either knocked away or stuck on them. In this way, all this terrifying rain of arrows was blocked.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow was stunned, Song Qingshu shot out the remaining chopstick bullet in his hand.
Whoosh!
The chopsticks flew towards Zhao Min with a terrifying and sharp sound of breaking through the air. The Mongolian guards were shocked, but the chopsticks were as fast as lightning, and ordinary people could not react at all. Only the masters in the field could barely take action.
The two elders of Xuanming and the King of Jinlun were too far apart, and they had no time to rescue each other if they wanted to save them. Ada and Ada were shocked by his side. Ada subconsciously slashed at the chopsticks flying in.
Before Ada entered the Ruyang Palace as a slave, his real name was Fang Dongbai. He was once the leader of the top ten elders of the Beggars' Sect. His sword skills were exquisite and famous. Because he was extremely fast in his sword, he was like a seven or eight arms, so he was called the Eight-Armed Divine Sword. Fang Dongbai just saw Song Qingshu knocking away the Zen Staff of Xuan Cheng with just one chopstick. He knew that the internal force attached to the chopsticks was extraordinary, and he did not dare to hope to stop him with one sword. Instead, he used clever strength on the sword, hoping to slightly change the flight trajectory of the chopsticks and allow Zhao Min to escape this disaster.
What made Fang Dongbai both disintegrated was that the sword he was bound to win actually cut in vain. He could only hope that A Er and A San behind him would stop the chopsticks. Otherwise, if something happened to Zhao Min, none of the brothers would have a good end.
Almost as Fang Dongbai waved his sword, A Er and A San also reached out to grab the chopsticks. They came from Shaolin, the Western Regions, and the Great Vajra Palm and the Great Vajra Finger were at its peak. The two of them had martial arts, mostly in their hands, and their hands were harder than metal and iron. It was easy to open the monument and crack the stone. Unexpectedly, this grasp only made a sensation of a hot and severe pain in the palm of their hands. The two of them worked together but failed to grab the chopstick.
The two of them didn't care about the bloodline on their palms and looked to Zhao Min in fear.
Zhao Min's face was pale and there was no external injury on her body. The chopstick was inserted on the pillar behind her, and there was a broken red hairpin hanging on it. As Zhao Min's trusted guard, he naturally knew that the red hairpin was the thing that Zhao Min had in the past and Zhang Wuji was in love.
The incompetence of his subordinates made the princess frightened.Ada, A, A, A, A, A, and A, hurriedly knelt down to apologize, and the other guards also reacted and pulled out weapons to guard Zhao Min and Hua Zheng in the middle.
The two elders Xuanming scolded angrily and joined forces to pounce on Song Qingshu.
King Jinlun also secretly broke out in a cold sweat, and almost let the two noble people die under his nose. However, he could see that Song Qingshu was merciless, so hesitated for a moment and did not join the battle group, but guarded Zhao Minhua Zheng and the others.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them had fought several moves. Song Qingshu fought against two with one, and his palms were simple and exquisite, but he was not at all inferior.
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?
The two elders Xuanming exclaimed, a little worried about the reputation of the most powerful and strong palm technique in the world. They did not want to fight him for a long time, but bullied Song Qingshu at a young age, so they wanted to work together and compete with him for internal strength with the ability to practice for decades.
The Xuanming Divine Palm is exquisite, not to mention that the two elders of Xuanming are proficient in the art of joint attack. In a hurry, Song Qingshu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he was forced to resist.
The three of them stood quietly, and the blue air on the two old men Xuanming's faces became more and more intense. Everyone around could see a stream of green air that could be seen from the naked eye, which could be seen from the arms of the two of them to Song Qingshu.
Brother Song!
Seeing that Song Qingshu fought against two, Xia Qingqing quickly drew out the Golden Snake Sword and wanted to come forward to help him, but he was worried that he would attract other Mongolian masters to join the battle group, so he couldn't help but hesitate on the spot.
Three Ice Soul Silver Needles were secretly drawn from Li Mochou's sleeves, and he also planned to seek an opportunity to help.
Always paying attention to the situation in the field, Song Qingshu couldn't help but frown and said to the two girls: Youyou, you and Master Li go first, let's meet up at the place we agreed upon before.
Seeing that Song Qingshu was fighting for his internal strength, he could speak calmly. Not only the two elders of Xuanming, but also the rest of the inn were shocked.
Brother Song, if I don’t leave, we will die together if we want to die.Xia Qingqing pursed her lips, but her tone was extremely firm.
Silly girl, you are not unaware of my martial arts skills. I want to leave. Who in the world can stop me?If you stay here, there are many experts. In order to protect you, maybe the two of us will really become the same life couple.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and quickly sent a message to the secret.
When Xia Qingqing heard what he said about the same fate, her ears turned red. She was no longer the willful and willful Miss Wenjiabao, who was the first to be. Of course, she could distinguish between priorities and priorities. Knowing that what Song Qingshu said was not false, she nodded and said with red eyes: OK, I will always wait for you in that place.
After saying that, he ran out the window.
Li Mochou has richer experience in the world and knows that his stay will not play any role in the competition of masters at this level. After hesitating, he also bowed and thanked Song Qingshu: Thank you for your kindness to save you today. Li will repay you in the future.
After saying that, he ran out the window.
Where can the witch go!Seeing that Li Mochou was about to escape, Xuan Cheng roared, a big roc spread his wings, and a shot of the Wuying Tribulation in the air shot Li Mochou's back.
Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, and he shook the two elders of Xuanming with a palm. With the help of the counter-shock, he came to the middle of Xuancheng and Li Mochou, and punched Xuancheng's Wuxiangjie finger force.
I have never been a man who wants to repay kindness. Of course, if the Taoist priest promises him, Song would be very happy.
Hearing Song Qingshu's jokes coming from behind, Li Mochou almost staggered when he turned out the windowsill.
The Great Demon-Subduing Fist, the Nine Yin Scriptures?Xuan Cheng exclaimed, stopped chasing, and looked at Song Qingshu with a serious expression.
The master is indeed a martial arts genius in Shaolin Temple, and he actually recognizes that this is the martial arts in the Nine Yin Scriptures.Song Qingshu looked at him in surprise and his tone became friendly.
As a Wudang disciple, you don’t need the skill of your own sect. You are actually using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggars’ Sect and the Nine Yin Scriptures that have been lost in the world for a long time. It can be seen that the martial arts of the Wudang Sect are really not at the level of elegance.
Xuan Cheng sneered.
Song Qingshu was speechless for a moment, and his little affection for him had disappeared without a trace. Was this stinky monk been given a green color by the people of the Wudang Sect before he became a monk? Otherwise, why did he have such great resentment towards the Wudang Sect? What's even more speechless is that he is obviously no longer a disciple of Wudang, and he has to maintain his reputation as Wudang Sect.
The great monk didn't know that Song made a big mistake in the past and was expelled from the Wudang Sect by his master. He was not reclaimed by him for a day and did not dare to use the Wudang magical power again.Otherwise, it would be fine to use Wudang’s Pure Yang Wuji Gong, Tai Chi Fist, Tai Chi Sword, etc. to just meet the unique skills of the monks in Shaolin Temple.
According to the rules of the world, what Song Qingshu said is reasonable, and others cannot force him to use the martial arts of the Wudang Sect to fight against the enemy. Xuan Cheng felt very regretful and suddenly felt that fighting with Song Qingshu was boring. If he won, he could not defeat the reputation of the Wudang Sect. What's more, the martial arts shown by the other party are really unfathomable. If he unfortunately gets a draw or even loses, where will he put his face?
Xuan Cheng stood there silently, his face constantly changing.
Let’s talk about the other side, the two elders Xuanming were shaken away by Song Qingshu’s palm, and they felt that their qi and blood were boiling, and they had suffered considerable internal injuries. In fact, this was their own fault. If they fought each other, with the decades of experience in the joint attack technique, even if they were unable to win, they would not be injured so quickly.
They had suffered the same loss under Zhang Wuji in order to take advantage of it. They thought that no young man in the world could cultivate Zhang Wuji's extremely vast internal strength, but they didn't know that reality slapped them hard in the face.
Lu Zhanke and He Biweng each pulled out their weapons from their arms. You should know that the two were famous for their Xuanming Divine Palm. In addition to dealing with Zhang Wuji, the people in the Ruyang Palace had never seen them use weapons.
A deer-headed short stick and a crane-mouthed double pen are all Qimen weapons, with extremely strange tricks. In conjunction with the Xuanming Divine Palm, Zhang Wuji, who was successful at the time, almost broke into the hands of the two.
The scene of the two elders of Xuanming suffering losses fell into the eyes of the two nobles. They were a little worried and were about to cheer up. They fought with Song Qingshu for another darkness. However, Zhao Min's faint voice came: Mr. Lu, Mr. He, you are back for now.Su Wen Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Beidou in the righteous martial arts world, and it presides over the incarnation of justice. Master Xuancheng is about to take action to kill the female devil Li Mochou's accomplices. It is not too late to celebrate the festival with his two gentlemen later.
Zhao Min had just recovered from shock. Seeing Xuan Cheng's expression, she knew that it was impossible to provoke his fight with Song Qingshu with the conflict between Shaolin Wudang, so she shifted the topic to Li Mochou.
It would be fine if there were only Xuan Cheng and Song Qingshu in the inn. Even if Song Qingshu rescued Li Mochou, the two of them would be concerned about each other's martial arts. They probably would have to say something in the end, and they would not really fight.
However, now that Zhao Min is in charge of the army, if Xuan Cheng lets Song Qingshu save Li Mochou without even asking about it, he will be spread by Zhao Min's subordinates, and the reputation of Shaolin Temple will be destroyed.
Xuan Cheng is a martial arts tycoon rather than an idiot. Even though he knows that Zhao Min is killing someone with a knife, he has to jump into the trap.
What's more, he thought that his martial arts skills were superb, and he felt that it was not difficult to solve the problem of Song Qingshu first and then go back to settle the score with Zhao Min, so he laughed: Well, I have heard that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm of the Beggars' Sect is the best palm technique in the world, so I came to meet for a while with the Prajna Palm, the best palm technique in Shaolin Temple.
After saying that, without waiting for Song Qingshu to answer, Xuan Cheng printed on him with a palm.
Minmin, I see that Master Xuancheng's palm technique is slow and light, and it seems that there is not much strength. Why does that Young Master Song keep dodging like a big enemy?
After watching for a while, Princess Hua Zheng couldn't help but turn her head to ask Zhao Min.
The wooden table rolled in the air at an extremely staggering speed. The arrows shot from the shot were either knocked away or stuck on them. In this way, all this terrifying rain of arrows was blocked.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow was stunned, Song Qingshu shot out the remaining chopstick bullet in his hand.
Whoosh!
The chopsticks flew towards Zhao Min with a terrifying and sharp sound of breaking through the air. The Mongolian guards were shocked, but the chopsticks were as fast as lightning, and ordinary people could not react at all. Only the masters in the field could barely take action.
The two elders of Xuanming and the King of Jinlun were too far apart, and they had no time to rescue each other if they wanted to save them. Ada and Ada were shocked by his side. Ada subconsciously slashed at the chopsticks flying in.
Before Ada entered the Ruyang Palace as a slave, his real name was Fang Dongbai. He was once the leader of the top ten elders of the Beggars' Sect. His sword skills were exquisite and famous. Because he was extremely fast in his sword, he was like a seven or eight arms, so he was called the Eight-Armed Divine Sword. Fang Dongbai just saw Song Qingshu knocking away the Zen Staff of Xuan Cheng with just one chopstick. He knew that the internal force attached to the chopsticks was extraordinary, and he did not dare to hope to stop him with one sword. Instead, he used clever strength on the sword, hoping to slightly change the flight trajectory of the chopsticks and allow Zhao Min to escape this disaster.
What made Fang Dongbai both disintegrated was that the sword he was bound to win actually cut in vain. He could only hope that A Er and A San behind him would stop the chopsticks. Otherwise, if something happened to Zhao Min, none of the brothers would have a good end.
Almost as Fang Dongbai waved his sword, A Er and A San also reached out to grab the chopsticks. They came from Shaolin, the Western Regions, and the Great Vajra Palm and the Great Vajra Finger were at its peak. The two of them had martial arts, mostly in their hands, and their hands were harder than metal and iron. It was easy to open the monument and crack the stone. Unexpectedly, this grasp only made a sensation of a hot and severe pain in the palm of their hands. The two of them worked together but failed to grab the chopstick.
The two of them didn't care about the bloodline on their palms and looked to Zhao Min in fear.
Zhao Min's face was pale and there was no external injury on her body. The chopstick was inserted on the pillar behind her, and there was a broken red hairpin hanging on it. As Zhao Min's trusted guard, he naturally knew that the red hairpin was the thing that Zhao Min had in the past and Zhang Wuji was in love.
The incompetence of his subordinates made the princess frightened.Ada, A, A, A, A, A, and A, hurriedly knelt down to apologize, and the other guards also reacted and pulled out weapons to guard Zhao Min and Hua Zheng in the middle.
The two elders Xuanming scolded angrily and joined forces to pounce on Song Qingshu.
King Jinlun also secretly broke out in a cold sweat, and almost let the two noble people die under his nose. However, he could see that Song Qingshu was merciless, so hesitated for a moment and did not join the battle group, but guarded Zhao Minhua Zheng and the others.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them had fought several moves. Song Qingshu fought against two with one, and his palms were simple and exquisite, but he was not at all inferior.
Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?
The two elders Xuanming exclaimed, a little worried about the reputation of the most powerful and strong palm technique in the world. They did not want to fight him for a long time, but bullied Song Qingshu at a young age, so they wanted to work together and compete with him for internal strength with the ability to practice for decades.
The Xuanming Divine Palm is exquisite, not to mention that the two elders of Xuanming are proficient in the art of joint attack. In a hurry, Song Qingshu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he was forced to resist.
The three of them stood quietly, and the blue air on the two old men Xuanming's faces became more and more intense. Everyone around could see a stream of green air that could be seen from the naked eye, which could be seen from the arms of the two of them to Song Qingshu.
Brother Song!
Seeing that Song Qingshu fought against two, Xia Qingqing quickly drew out the Golden Snake Sword and wanted to come forward to help him, but he was worried that he would attract other Mongolian masters to join the battle group, so he couldn't help but hesitate on the spot.
Three Ice Soul Silver Needles were secretly drawn from Li Mochou's sleeves, and he also planned to seek an opportunity to help.
Always paying attention to the situation in the field, Song Qingshu couldn't help but frown and said to the two girls: Youyou, you and Master Li go first, let's meet up at the place we agreed upon before.
Seeing that Song Qingshu was fighting for his internal strength, he could speak calmly. Not only the two elders of Xuanming, but also the rest of the inn were shocked.
Brother Song, if I don’t leave, we will die together if we want to die.Xia Qingqing pursed her lips, but her tone was extremely firm.
Silly girl, you are not unaware of my martial arts skills. I want to leave. Who in the world can stop me?If you stay here, there are many experts. In order to protect you, maybe the two of us will really become the same life couple.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and quickly sent a message to the secret.
When Xia Qingqing heard what he said about the same fate, her ears turned red. She was no longer the willful and willful Miss Wenjiabao, who was the first to be. Of course, she could distinguish between priorities and priorities. Knowing that what Song Qingshu said was not false, she nodded and said with red eyes: OK, I will always wait for you in that place.
After saying that, he ran out the window.
Li Mochou has richer experience in the world and knows that his stay will not play any role in the competition of masters at this level. After hesitating, he also bowed and thanked Song Qingshu: Thank you for your kindness to save you today. Li will repay you in the future.
After saying that, he ran out the window.
Where can the witch go!Seeing that Li Mochou was about to escape, Xuan Cheng roared, a big roc spread his wings, and a shot of the Wuying Tribulation in the air shot Li Mochou's back.
Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, and he shook the two elders of Xuanming with a palm. With the help of the counter-shock, he came to the middle of Xuancheng and Li Mochou, and punched Xuancheng's Wuxiangjie finger force.
I have never been a man who wants to repay kindness. Of course, if the Taoist priest promises him, Song would be very happy.
Hearing Song Qingshu's jokes coming from behind, Li Mochou almost staggered when he turned out the windowsill.
The Great Demon-Subduing Fist, the Nine Yin Scriptures?Xuan Cheng exclaimed, stopped chasing, and looked at Song Qingshu with a serious expression.
The master is indeed a martial arts genius in Shaolin Temple, and he actually recognizes that this is the martial arts in the Nine Yin Scriptures.Song Qingshu looked at him in surprise and his tone became friendly.
As a Wudang disciple, you don’t need the skill of your own sect. You are actually using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggars’ Sect and the Nine Yin Scriptures that have been lost in the world for a long time. It can be seen that the martial arts of the Wudang Sect are really not at the level of elegance.
Xuan Cheng sneered.
Song Qingshu was speechless for a moment, and his little affection for him had disappeared without a trace. Was this stinky monk been given a green color by the people of the Wudang Sect before he became a monk? Otherwise, why did he have such great resentment towards the Wudang Sect? What's even more speechless is that he is obviously no longer a disciple of Wudang, and he has to maintain his reputation as Wudang Sect.
The great monk didn't know that Song made a big mistake in the past and was expelled from the Wudang Sect by his master. He was not reclaimed by him for a day and did not dare to use the Wudang magical power again.Otherwise, it would be fine to use Wudang’s Pure Yang Wuji Gong, Tai Chi Fist, Tai Chi Sword, etc. to just meet the unique skills of the monks in Shaolin Temple.
According to the rules of the world, what Song Qingshu said is reasonable, and others cannot force him to use the martial arts of the Wudang Sect to fight against the enemy. Xuan Cheng felt very regretful and suddenly felt that fighting with Song Qingshu was boring. If he won, he could not defeat the reputation of the Wudang Sect. What's more, the martial arts shown by the other party are really unfathomable. If he unfortunately gets a draw or even loses, where will he put his face?
Xuan Cheng stood there silently, his face constantly changing.
Let’s talk about the other side, the two elders Xuanming were shaken away by Song Qingshu’s palm, and they felt that their qi and blood were boiling, and they had suffered considerable internal injuries. In fact, this was their own fault. If they fought each other, with the decades of experience in the joint attack technique, even if they were unable to win, they would not be injured so quickly.
They had suffered the same loss under Zhang Wuji in order to take advantage of it. They thought that no young man in the world could cultivate Zhang Wuji's extremely vast internal strength, but they didn't know that reality slapped them hard in the face.
Lu Zhanke and He Biweng each pulled out their weapons from their arms. You should know that the two were famous for their Xuanming Divine Palm. In addition to dealing with Zhang Wuji, the people in the Ruyang Palace had never seen them use weapons.
A deer-headed short stick and a crane-mouthed double pen are all Qimen weapons, with extremely strange tricks. In conjunction with the Xuanming Divine Palm, Zhang Wuji, who was successful at the time, almost broke into the hands of the two.
The scene of the two elders of Xuanming suffering losses fell into the eyes of the two nobles. They were a little worried and were about to cheer up. They fought with Song Qingshu for another darkness. However, Zhao Min's faint voice came: Mr. Lu, Mr. He, you are back for now.Su Wen Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Beidou in the righteous martial arts world, and it presides over the incarnation of justice. Master Xuancheng is about to take action to kill the female devil Li Mochou's accomplices. It is not too late to celebrate the festival with his two gentlemen later.
Zhao Min had just recovered from shock. Seeing Xuan Cheng's expression, she knew that it was impossible to provoke his fight with Song Qingshu with the conflict between Shaolin Wudang, so she shifted the topic to Li Mochou.
It would be fine if there were only Xuan Cheng and Song Qingshu in the inn. Even if Song Qingshu rescued Li Mochou, the two of them would be concerned about each other's martial arts. They probably would have to say something in the end, and they would not really fight.
However, now that Zhao Min is in charge of the army, if Xuan Cheng lets Song Qingshu save Li Mochou without even asking about it, he will be spread by Zhao Min's subordinates, and the reputation of Shaolin Temple will be destroyed.
Xuan Cheng is a martial arts tycoon rather than an idiot. Even though he knows that Zhao Min is killing someone with a knife, he has to jump into the trap.
What's more, he thought that his martial arts skills were superb, and he felt that it was not difficult to solve the problem of Song Qingshu first and then go back to settle the score with Zhao Min, so he laughed: Well, I have heard that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm of the Beggars' Sect is the best palm technique in the world, so I came to meet for a while with the Prajna Palm, the best palm technique in Shaolin Temple.
After saying that, without waiting for Song Qingshu to answer, Xuan Cheng printed on him with a palm.
Minmin, I see that Master Xuancheng's palm technique is slow and light, and it seems that there is not much strength. Why does that Young Master Song keep dodging like a big enemy?
After watching for a while, Princess Hua Zheng couldn't help but turn her head to ask Zhao Min.
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