Since he had a conversation with Ouyang Feng, some of the shadows accumulated in Song Qingshu's heart suddenly became clear, and the whole world has become very different from the past in his eyes.
The ancestor of Blood Sword, Master Sang Jie, and Yu Zhenzi are all masters who dominate the field, and are the best masters in the world. They are surrounded by the three people's auras, but Song Qingshu stood with his hands behind his back, without any solemn meaning.
Su Quan and others on the side couldn't help but sweat for him when they saw him being so arrogant.
In the eyes of the three, there was another scene. They clearly saw Song Qingshu standing there, but their energy could not sense his existence. The distortion similar to space made the few people startled and took their courage.
Yu Zhenzi knew that she had pretended to please Song Qingshu before, but secretly joined forces with the Blood Knife Ancestor and others to lead Ouyang Feng over, hoping to take the opportunity to get rid of the two of them.
Song Qingshu has escaped from heaven and is most angry that he is probably himself.
Seeing that the Blood Sword Ancestor and Sang Jie had a desire to retreat on their faces, they knew that Song Qingshu would let them go, but he might not let him go, so he had to bite the bullet and take the lead to trigger a battle situation, tied the Blood Sword Ancestor and himself to a warship.
With Shengjing's lesson, Yu Zhenzi did not dare to use the Taishan Sect sword technique this time, but instead used the Iron Sword Sect martial arts. The sword was light and agile, and the magic of magical movements, the whole person was erratic and erratic, and the whole body was erratic and erratic to attack Song Qingshu.
The rest of the people in the field secretly admired him after seeing it. Yu Zhenzi seemed to turn into seven afterimages, each of which was like smoke and fog, which made people unable to see it clearly and were invincible before they even fought.
The Blood Sword Ancestor and Master Sang Jie are both extremely experienced people. They know that if they stand by and watch, they will definitely be defeated in the end. It is better to join the strength of a few people. The outcome is still unknown.
The two shouted loudly and took the opportunity to cover it. The Blood Knife Ancestor waved a blood knife and shone with a cold light. Sang Jie's big hand seal was extremely mysterious. In cooperation with Yu Zhenzi, he rushed to Song Qingshu in the middle from three different directions.
careful!The two women reminded each other in unison.
Su Quan turned around and looked at Fang Yi with a smile. Fang Yi was glared by her, and she felt a little scared in her heart. She quickly lowered her head, and her eyes still floated into the field.
Yu Zhenzi was very satisfied with his performance this time. Whether it was the timing or angle of the sword technique, it had condensed his lifelong hard work and experience. He was confident that any master would retreat under such a treacherous sword move.
Soon the smile on his lips completely solidified on his face, and Song Qingshu just turned his body gently and avoided his peak sword.
Yu Zhenzi was shocked and was about to retreat. At this moment, Song Qingshu stretched out two fingers, which was very slow, so slow that Yu Zhenzi could see the other party's attack clearly, but he was shocked to find that he could not hide. The next moment, the tip of the sword in his hand was firmly clamped by the two fingers.
After a moment of loss of consciousness, Yu Zhenzi felt a clever force coming from the tip of the sword, and was pulled by the other party and waved his sword to face the old ancestor of the Blood Sword.
The Blood Sword Ancestor pointed at Song Qingshu's back and thunder. As he was getting closer and closer, he was secretly happy. But he didn't know that there was a flash in front of him, and the next moment he turned into Yu Zhenzi and stabbed him with a sword.
The sword is a sword with iron-cut iron like mud, and the sword is also a sword with cold air. After the swords and swords intersect, the ancestor of Blood Sword and Yu Zhenzi retreated several feet quickly, feeling the blood surging. Looking at the gap in their respective weapons, before they could feel distressed, they quickly looked up with concern to pay attention to the situation in the field.
After Song Qingshu used the force to force the two masters to retreat, he had an extra wooden sword in his right hand. Looking at the complex and mysterious hand seals attacking from his side, he raised his sword and stabbed at a certain point in the hand seal. Master Sang Jie shouted and flew back.
When he stood firm, his fat face was covered in cold sweat, and his hands were hidden in his wide sleeves, which was hard to see.
Just as everyone was chaotic, Song Qingshu spoke: Sang Jie, if you could escape your life today, you would go back to the Zhenyan Sect to practice hard for three years, and maybe you could practice the big hand seal back.
When the Blood Sword Ancestor and Yu Zhenzi saw Sang Jie's face as if dead, they were shocked: Sang Jie is the number one master of the second generation of Zhenyan Sect, and his skills in Dashi's Kung Fu are so powerful that he has entered the house, but he was actually destroyed by Song Qingshu's sword?
Sang Jie's fat flesh trembled and his voice was hoarse: What you give today will be given a hundred times in the future.
In my opinion, those who say such words are incompetent people. Song Qingshu smiled discontently, not to mention whether you have a future or not.
Sang Jie's face turned pale, and the ancestor of Blood Knife also felt cold. Seeing the Yelu brothers and sisters who had been watching, he said coldly: Khitan has been deeply favored by Mongolia and has always been advancing and retreating together. Could it be that the two of them are just watching from the side?
When the Yelu brothers and sisters looked at each other, they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes. They did not want to wade into this muddy water, but the Liao Kingdom and Mongolia were allies, and now the ruined Liao Kingdom needs to rely on Mongolia in many places. If Mongolia's envoys were allowed to be killed here, it would probably damage the diplomatic relations between the two countries.
Yelu Nanxian took off his cloak, revealing his enviable tall and proud figure, slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, pointed at Song Qingshu from afar, looked at him and smiled bitterly: Mr. Song, you can't help but be in the world, please!
Yelu Qi also stood up at the right time. He received the true teachings of the old naughty boy Zhou Botong when he was young, and also learned the authentic martial arts of the Xuanmen of Quanzhen Sect. Although his martial arts are not as good as his cousin Yelu Nanxian, he is also a few masters in the entire Yelu royal family.
Seeing Yelu Nanxian's cold and frosty pretty face full of solemn expression, Song Qingshu put away the wooden sword and showed a warm smile: Since they are friends of Miss Nanxian, they will naturally not be embarrassed. If you want to leave, please stay. Please give yourself your own care.
Yelu Nanxian was stunned and noticed that the eyes of the people looking at him were filled with inexplicable ambiguousness. His face turned red and he put the sword into the sheath. His eyes looked at Song Qingshu with a hint of softness: Nanxian thanked Mr. Song here.
Seeing the two standing there looking at each other strangely across the air, Su Quan coughed lightly, looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor and others, and said coldly: Those who are not leaving yet, are they still waiting for the Dragon Sect to prepare for the banquet?
Although she wanted to take the opportunity to kill the Blood Knife Ancestor and Master Sang Jie to avenge Hong An and gain authority in the teachings, since Song Qingshu had agreed to let aside a few people, Su Quan measured the importance of establishing authority and her impression in Song Qingshu's mind, and wisely did not refute Song Qingshu's intention.
Seeing the Blood Sword Ancestor and the others leaving in a mess, Yelu Nanxian thought that this trip had not only done good to the Mongolian side, but also invisibly broke the conspiracy between Ali Buge and Hongli. At the same time, he also completed the instructions of Su Yin, the Dati Yin Si, to protect Su Quan, and he returned with a lot of return. Therefore, there was a little more gratitude in his eyes when he looked at Song Qingshu: We brothers and sisters are going to return to Daliao, so we will leave here, and there will be a time to go.
There will be a period of time later.Song Qingshu nodded with a smile.
Seeing Song Qingshu watching Yelu Nanxian leave, Su Quan giggled and said: The figure has disappeared for so long... Since he is so reluctant, why not keep her as a guest.
Song Qingshu was stunned and smiled bitterly: No, I am thinking about the problem, how long can you be the leader?
At this time, the disciples of the Dragon Sect in the hall reacted and knelt down and shouted: I respectfully ask the master to ascend the throne, and the master will live forever with the heavens.
Su Quan smiled sweetly and held Song Qingshu in one hand: Come with me.
Holding Song Qingshu's hand, the two of them walked up the steps step by step and came to Hong Antong's usual throne. Su Quan sat down generously and said in a sweet voice: Flat body.
Thank you leader!
Although Master Hong had something wrong with him in the past... he made great contributions to this sect. He came to take care of Master Hong's body and buried him grandly the next day.
Follow the teaching master's orders.
Many disciples of the Shenlong Sect complained deeply. In the past, she and Master Hong harmed the old man in a big way, but now they have put all the blame on Hong Antong.
Another thing, Su Quan looked at Song Qingshu beside him with a smile and passed me instructions. Mr. Song will be the most honorable guest of our Shenlong Sect in the future. If you see him, it is like seeing this leader, and his order is the leader's order.
Most of the young disciples of the Dragon Sect were Su Quan's confidants, and they didn't think anything about it. However, the other old people sneered in their hearts: Her husband had just died, and he pushed the adulterer out so quickly...
However, now the situation has been settled, and these people dare not have any other thoughts. When they heard Su Quan's soft and meèi voice, their bodies became a little soft, and they were envious: Song Qingshu is so lucky to enjoy such a kind of kindness at will.
Now that the army is outside, everyone is performing their duties and strictly guarding the specific affairs of each stronghold. I will pass on the orders later.
Looking at the Dragon Sect who were resigning respectfully under the stairs, Su Quanru was in a dream, but she didn't expect that her wish would be realized so quickly. The time she thought would take for her life...
Thinking of this, Su Quan looked at Song Qingshu, full of affection.
No man is not moved when he is looked at by a beautiful beauty with this look.
While Song Qingshu was proud, he secretly called him awesome. Does Su Quan really have love for him?
I'm afraid not.
Now that the strong enemy is flocking around, she needs a strong man, and she meets her requirements in all aspects, so she seems so unswerving.
If it were a young boy, he would probably be confused by her affectionate eyes, but Song Qingshu had passed this stage and could see Su Quan's little thoughts at a glance.
If it were the past, Song Qingshu might have felt a grudge, but now he has gradually become accustomed to the rules of this world. Su Quan’s choice is understandable. What’s more, Su Quan is not only a beautiful woman, but also a smart and mature woman. I believe there are no unnecessary worries when dealing with such a woman.
Now that the strong enemy has not retreated, the Dragon Sect has been greatly damaged. Do you... have any good solutions?
A very normal sentence was said by Su Quan with a gentle and delicate nasal voice, which seemed particularly seductive.
There are methods, but I don’t know if Mrs. Hong dares to do that.
Song Qingshu has always been thinking about how to solve the dilemma of the Dragon Sect. Not long after he came to the Dragon Sect, he got inspiration from the messengers from all sides and came up with a solution.
The ancestor of Blood Sword, Master Sang Jie, and Yu Zhenzi are all masters who dominate the field, and are the best masters in the world. They are surrounded by the three people's auras, but Song Qingshu stood with his hands behind his back, without any solemn meaning.
Su Quan and others on the side couldn't help but sweat for him when they saw him being so arrogant.
In the eyes of the three, there was another scene. They clearly saw Song Qingshu standing there, but their energy could not sense his existence. The distortion similar to space made the few people startled and took their courage.
Yu Zhenzi knew that she had pretended to please Song Qingshu before, but secretly joined forces with the Blood Knife Ancestor and others to lead Ouyang Feng over, hoping to take the opportunity to get rid of the two of them.
Song Qingshu has escaped from heaven and is most angry that he is probably himself.
Seeing that the Blood Sword Ancestor and Sang Jie had a desire to retreat on their faces, they knew that Song Qingshu would let them go, but he might not let him go, so he had to bite the bullet and take the lead to trigger a battle situation, tied the Blood Sword Ancestor and himself to a warship.
With Shengjing's lesson, Yu Zhenzi did not dare to use the Taishan Sect sword technique this time, but instead used the Iron Sword Sect martial arts. The sword was light and agile, and the magic of magical movements, the whole person was erratic and erratic, and the whole body was erratic and erratic to attack Song Qingshu.
The rest of the people in the field secretly admired him after seeing it. Yu Zhenzi seemed to turn into seven afterimages, each of which was like smoke and fog, which made people unable to see it clearly and were invincible before they even fought.
The Blood Sword Ancestor and Master Sang Jie are both extremely experienced people. They know that if they stand by and watch, they will definitely be defeated in the end. It is better to join the strength of a few people. The outcome is still unknown.
The two shouted loudly and took the opportunity to cover it. The Blood Knife Ancestor waved a blood knife and shone with a cold light. Sang Jie's big hand seal was extremely mysterious. In cooperation with Yu Zhenzi, he rushed to Song Qingshu in the middle from three different directions.
careful!The two women reminded each other in unison.
Su Quan turned around and looked at Fang Yi with a smile. Fang Yi was glared by her, and she felt a little scared in her heart. She quickly lowered her head, and her eyes still floated into the field.
Yu Zhenzi was very satisfied with his performance this time. Whether it was the timing or angle of the sword technique, it had condensed his lifelong hard work and experience. He was confident that any master would retreat under such a treacherous sword move.
Soon the smile on his lips completely solidified on his face, and Song Qingshu just turned his body gently and avoided his peak sword.
Yu Zhenzi was shocked and was about to retreat. At this moment, Song Qingshu stretched out two fingers, which was very slow, so slow that Yu Zhenzi could see the other party's attack clearly, but he was shocked to find that he could not hide. The next moment, the tip of the sword in his hand was firmly clamped by the two fingers.
After a moment of loss of consciousness, Yu Zhenzi felt a clever force coming from the tip of the sword, and was pulled by the other party and waved his sword to face the old ancestor of the Blood Sword.
The Blood Sword Ancestor pointed at Song Qingshu's back and thunder. As he was getting closer and closer, he was secretly happy. But he didn't know that there was a flash in front of him, and the next moment he turned into Yu Zhenzi and stabbed him with a sword.
The sword is a sword with iron-cut iron like mud, and the sword is also a sword with cold air. After the swords and swords intersect, the ancestor of Blood Sword and Yu Zhenzi retreated several feet quickly, feeling the blood surging. Looking at the gap in their respective weapons, before they could feel distressed, they quickly looked up with concern to pay attention to the situation in the field.
After Song Qingshu used the force to force the two masters to retreat, he had an extra wooden sword in his right hand. Looking at the complex and mysterious hand seals attacking from his side, he raised his sword and stabbed at a certain point in the hand seal. Master Sang Jie shouted and flew back.
When he stood firm, his fat face was covered in cold sweat, and his hands were hidden in his wide sleeves, which was hard to see.
Just as everyone was chaotic, Song Qingshu spoke: Sang Jie, if you could escape your life today, you would go back to the Zhenyan Sect to practice hard for three years, and maybe you could practice the big hand seal back.
When the Blood Sword Ancestor and Yu Zhenzi saw Sang Jie's face as if dead, they were shocked: Sang Jie is the number one master of the second generation of Zhenyan Sect, and his skills in Dashi's Kung Fu are so powerful that he has entered the house, but he was actually destroyed by Song Qingshu's sword?
Sang Jie's fat flesh trembled and his voice was hoarse: What you give today will be given a hundred times in the future.
In my opinion, those who say such words are incompetent people. Song Qingshu smiled discontently, not to mention whether you have a future or not.
Sang Jie's face turned pale, and the ancestor of Blood Knife also felt cold. Seeing the Yelu brothers and sisters who had been watching, he said coldly: Khitan has been deeply favored by Mongolia and has always been advancing and retreating together. Could it be that the two of them are just watching from the side?
When the Yelu brothers and sisters looked at each other, they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes. They did not want to wade into this muddy water, but the Liao Kingdom and Mongolia were allies, and now the ruined Liao Kingdom needs to rely on Mongolia in many places. If Mongolia's envoys were allowed to be killed here, it would probably damage the diplomatic relations between the two countries.
Yelu Nanxian took off his cloak, revealing his enviable tall and proud figure, slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, pointed at Song Qingshu from afar, looked at him and smiled bitterly: Mr. Song, you can't help but be in the world, please!
Yelu Qi also stood up at the right time. He received the true teachings of the old naughty boy Zhou Botong when he was young, and also learned the authentic martial arts of the Xuanmen of Quanzhen Sect. Although his martial arts are not as good as his cousin Yelu Nanxian, he is also a few masters in the entire Yelu royal family.
Seeing Yelu Nanxian's cold and frosty pretty face full of solemn expression, Song Qingshu put away the wooden sword and showed a warm smile: Since they are friends of Miss Nanxian, they will naturally not be embarrassed. If you want to leave, please stay. Please give yourself your own care.
Yelu Nanxian was stunned and noticed that the eyes of the people looking at him were filled with inexplicable ambiguousness. His face turned red and he put the sword into the sheath. His eyes looked at Song Qingshu with a hint of softness: Nanxian thanked Mr. Song here.
Seeing the two standing there looking at each other strangely across the air, Su Quan coughed lightly, looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor and others, and said coldly: Those who are not leaving yet, are they still waiting for the Dragon Sect to prepare for the banquet?
Although she wanted to take the opportunity to kill the Blood Knife Ancestor and Master Sang Jie to avenge Hong An and gain authority in the teachings, since Song Qingshu had agreed to let aside a few people, Su Quan measured the importance of establishing authority and her impression in Song Qingshu's mind, and wisely did not refute Song Qingshu's intention.
Seeing the Blood Sword Ancestor and the others leaving in a mess, Yelu Nanxian thought that this trip had not only done good to the Mongolian side, but also invisibly broke the conspiracy between Ali Buge and Hongli. At the same time, he also completed the instructions of Su Yin, the Dati Yin Si, to protect Su Quan, and he returned with a lot of return. Therefore, there was a little more gratitude in his eyes when he looked at Song Qingshu: We brothers and sisters are going to return to Daliao, so we will leave here, and there will be a time to go.
There will be a period of time later.Song Qingshu nodded with a smile.
Seeing Song Qingshu watching Yelu Nanxian leave, Su Quan giggled and said: The figure has disappeared for so long... Since he is so reluctant, why not keep her as a guest.
Song Qingshu was stunned and smiled bitterly: No, I am thinking about the problem, how long can you be the leader?
At this time, the disciples of the Dragon Sect in the hall reacted and knelt down and shouted: I respectfully ask the master to ascend the throne, and the master will live forever with the heavens.
Su Quan smiled sweetly and held Song Qingshu in one hand: Come with me.
Holding Song Qingshu's hand, the two of them walked up the steps step by step and came to Hong Antong's usual throne. Su Quan sat down generously and said in a sweet voice: Flat body.
Thank you leader!
Although Master Hong had something wrong with him in the past... he made great contributions to this sect. He came to take care of Master Hong's body and buried him grandly the next day.
Follow the teaching master's orders.
Many disciples of the Shenlong Sect complained deeply. In the past, she and Master Hong harmed the old man in a big way, but now they have put all the blame on Hong Antong.
Another thing, Su Quan looked at Song Qingshu beside him with a smile and passed me instructions. Mr. Song will be the most honorable guest of our Shenlong Sect in the future. If you see him, it is like seeing this leader, and his order is the leader's order.
Most of the young disciples of the Dragon Sect were Su Quan's confidants, and they didn't think anything about it. However, the other old people sneered in their hearts: Her husband had just died, and he pushed the adulterer out so quickly...
However, now the situation has been settled, and these people dare not have any other thoughts. When they heard Su Quan's soft and meèi voice, their bodies became a little soft, and they were envious: Song Qingshu is so lucky to enjoy such a kind of kindness at will.
Now that the army is outside, everyone is performing their duties and strictly guarding the specific affairs of each stronghold. I will pass on the orders later.
Looking at the Dragon Sect who were resigning respectfully under the stairs, Su Quanru was in a dream, but she didn't expect that her wish would be realized so quickly. The time she thought would take for her life...
Thinking of this, Su Quan looked at Song Qingshu, full of affection.
No man is not moved when he is looked at by a beautiful beauty with this look.
While Song Qingshu was proud, he secretly called him awesome. Does Su Quan really have love for him?
I'm afraid not.
Now that the strong enemy is flocking around, she needs a strong man, and she meets her requirements in all aspects, so she seems so unswerving.
If it were a young boy, he would probably be confused by her affectionate eyes, but Song Qingshu had passed this stage and could see Su Quan's little thoughts at a glance.
If it were the past, Song Qingshu might have felt a grudge, but now he has gradually become accustomed to the rules of this world. Su Quan’s choice is understandable. What’s more, Su Quan is not only a beautiful woman, but also a smart and mature woman. I believe there are no unnecessary worries when dealing with such a woman.
Now that the strong enemy has not retreated, the Dragon Sect has been greatly damaged. Do you... have any good solutions?
A very normal sentence was said by Su Quan with a gentle and delicate nasal voice, which seemed particularly seductive.
There are methods, but I don’t know if Mrs. Hong dares to do that.
Song Qingshu has always been thinking about how to solve the dilemma of the Dragon Sect. Not long after he came to the Dragon Sect, he got inspiration from the messengers from all sides and came up with a solution.
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