Chapter 234: Fist and Sword

I was used to seeing computer special effects in movies and TV in my previous life, so Song Qingshu was naturally not satisfied with holding a sword in his hand to make some sword techniques that were bound by the situation, but wanted to make the sword fly like in various fairy-tale TVs.

Not to mention that you can win the heads of the young master Kongxu in "Journey to the West", you must also win the sword like Yi Tianxing in "Young Zhang Sanfeng".

Although he could not fly together like Yi Tianxing, it was still fine to control a sword, but the distance he controlled was also limited. Now he could only control the sword within five feet of his body. If it was farther, the sword technique would be chaotic and without any threat.

Within this distance, he could perfectly use his true energy to control the wooden sword to use exquisite sword skills, and at the same time he could also use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with both hands.

In fact, it is somewhat similar to Zhou Botong's two-handed relationship, and he is also distracted from the second use.

When the enemy was fighting with him, it seemed as if he was facing two Song Qingshu, one faced the enemy with the eighteen palms of the dragon, and the other wandered around, waiting for an opportunity to attack with the exquisite Five Mountains God Sword.

Moreover, the one who controls the wooden sword is not a real person, so the wooden sword can attack from various incredible angles, which is unpredictable.

As soon as the Red Flower Society rushed over, the Kung Fu was slightly weak and was forced out by the sword energy and palm wind, and he couldn't even enter the battle circle.

The only ones who were able to compete with Song Qingshu were Tianhong, Tianjing, Huangmei Monk, Yu Wanting, Chen Jialuo, Wuchen Taoist and Wen Tailai.

The more the fight, the more frightened the few people became. They were obviously a few masters besieging one, but when they fought, they were like dozens of Song Qingshu besieging him. It was easy to say that the other party had a pair of flesh palms. Although the palm technique was exquisite and fierce, there were traces to follow. With seven against one, someone was in danger. The other people would attack Song Qingshu and rescue him, so he would withdraw his palm and return to defense.

But the wooden sword was too elusive and it was hard to predict which angle it would emerge next time.

Not long after, the few people were covered in scars, and most of their injuries were injured by the wooden sword.

Wen Tailai became more and more frustrated. The hatred towards Song Qingshu in his heart made him desperately use his body as bait to clamp the wooden sword with his flesh and blood. However, when Song Qingshu designed this move, he had already prepared the enemy's reaction. Seeing that he wanted to use his body to force it, he smiled coldly and directly drove the wooden sword to shoot.

A trace of blood appeared between his waist and abdomen. Wen Tailai roared angrily, put his palms together, trying to take the opportunity to grab the wooden sword, but when the thunder hand that opened the stone cracked stone touched the sword body, a sudden burst of pain came. Unexpectedly, there was a layer of sharp sword energy covering it, and his palms suddenly became bloody and bloody.

Taking advantage of Song Qingshu's distracting spirit, the yellow-brow monk used the Vajra finger to poke Song Qingshu's chest.

As he expected, his move was just when his old power had exhausted his new power. The only thing Song Qingshu could do was to try his best to reduce the degree of injury.

But Song Qingshu suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and the yellow-browed monk's destined to win hit the empty place, and he was stunned.

Be careful under your feet!A scream came from the side, but unfortunately it was too late. Song Qingshu used the snake-shaped raccoon-turning technique to roll over the ground, and took the opportunity to use his true energy to summon the wooden sword to lift it towards the yellow-browed monk's tendons.

After all, the Yellow-Browed Monk was a long-standing master. He hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly to the side when he was in danger. Although he had avoided the fate of being destroyed, his toes were still cut off by the sharp sword energy.

Song Qingshu took the opportunity to crash into his arms and punched him in the chest.

Looking at the Huangmei Monk who vomited blood and retreated wildly, Song Qingshu called out a pity. If it weren't for the few people who came here to deal with the news, he would not dare to use his strength. This blow would have cost the Huangmei Monk's life.

Although Song Qingshu tried his best to avoid blood in his hands, it was more of a pity for the weak. For those who were destined to be enemies, Song Qingshu was not as pedantic as Song Xianggong.

However, even so, the yellow-browed monk had lost his combat power, and Song Qingshu suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.

Brother Zhao San, why don’t you go to help Ah? We can’t even insert Ah even if we want to.Wu Zhuge Xu Tianhong asked while looking at the battle group in the field anxiously.

Our red flowers will beat less, which is already disgraceful. If we hurt people with hidden weapons at this time, it will be irrelevant to the face if it is spread.

Looking at the magical young man in the field, Zhao Banshan sighed. When Song Qingshu saved him in the palace, he had a good impression of Song Qingshu, and the other party said that he saved him because of a friend.

Although Wen Tai said afterwards that Song Qingshu was trying to deceive Luo Bing, Zhao Banshan still believed in Song Qingshu in his heart. He felt that even if Wen Tailai did not agree to the other party's conditions, Song Qingshu would still save him.

Looking at Xu Tianhong, who was anxious like an ant on a hot pan, Zhao Banshan said: At this time, they were fighting in a group, and I was more likely to hurt my own people with hidden weapons. Let’s take a look first, and believe in the strength of the head leader and the others.

I am really lucky to see such a magical sword technique today.

Taoist Master Wuchen is famous for his seventy-two soul-chasing swords. He has long been ranked first in the Red Flower Society. His sword skills are as fast as lightning and his moves are extremely ruthless.

He regarded the sword as his life, and naturally he could see that Song Qingshu had created a new sword technique.

He was both admiring and jealous in his heart, and he activated his unique skills to attack Song Qingshu desperately.

Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed. Although Taoist Master Wuchen was coming with great force, he had many flaws.

The soul-chasing sword has attack but no defense, and sacrifices its own defense to maximize its attack power. If it faces people whose martial arts skills are lower than those of you, it will naturally be an overwhelming advantage.

Even people of the same level as you can use a sword-like move to catch the opponent off guard and gain the advantage.

However, since Song Qingshu has mastered the essence of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, he has fought with the world's top masters several times, and his understanding of the origin of swordsmanship is probably one of the best in the world.

If Master Wuchen had a steady move and had the cover of his teammates, Song Qingshu would not be able to deal with him for a while, but he was greedy for me and made a rash move and attacked with the most sharp sword moves. It was full of flaws when he fell into Song Qingshu's eyes.

In the stunned eyes of Taoist Master Wuchen, Song Qingshu clamped the tip of his sword together and slid along the sword body. Taoist Master Wuchen wanted to turn the sword body and use the sword edge to cut off his finger, but Song Qingshu used the force to break it. After a crisp sound, the long sword had already turned into two pieces. Before Taoist Master Wuchen could react, Song Qingshu raised his finger and half-cut the sword in his hand and cut off his throat.

Second head of the family!Taoist priest!...The Honghua Society's eyes were so bloody that Zhao Banshan could no longer stand. He raised his hands and eleven backwards to the dragon wall and hit Song Qingshu's holes all over his body.

Song Qingshu laughed and flashed to Wen Tailai. Wen Tailai was shocked and was about to resist, but after he grabbed him, he lost all his strength and was caught and threw it at the dart.

Zhao Banshan was shocked and quickly threw out dozens of hidden weapons. He then shot down the erratic flight path of Huilong Wall one by one, allowing Wen Tailai to survive. He jumped over and pulled Wen Tailai over, looking at Song Qingshu with fear. At this time, he did not dare to use hidden weapons randomly. Maybe not only would he not hurt him, but he would harm his brothers.

Seeing Wuchen being killed and Wen Tailai was seriously injured, Chen Jialuo was extremely angry and used all his strength to attack.

Song Qingshu exclaimed, commenting while storing: Baihua Wrong Fist, as the name suggests, is a boxing technique that is the essence of the hundred schools of martial arts. Unfortunately, you only have the shape, but you don’t have the foundation of the hundred schools of martial arts. In front of a real master, it is just an embroidered pillow.

As soon as Song Qingshu finished his voice, he ignored his complicated boxing techniques and attacked him with one punch and saved him. The fists and palms were connected. Chen Jialuo felt his arm was about to split, and he groaned and took dozens of steps back. He originally wanted to make a comeback, but his shocked hairstyle had already been dislocated by the other party.

If you want to choose the male protagonist he hates the most in Jin Yong's fourteen novels, it is probably Chen Jialuo.

Although Song Qingshu hates Duan Yu very much, he just hates him as a natural lucky person. However, Duan Yu is gentle and kind-hearted, and can be regarded as a humble gentleman. Song Qingshu still agrees with him in this regard.

Chen Jialuo is different. Being the head of the Red Flower Society is not because he is very capable, but because of his special identity.

If it were just like this, of course it would be nothing. Unfortunately, he was deceived by Qianlong's sweet words so that even Princess Xiangxiang, who loved her deeply, gave her to her. It was simply outrageous.

What does a man’s great cause be converted by his own ability or by his own strategy?

The key is that nothing was exchanged and she sacrificed her life in vain.

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu naturally showed no mercy to him.

In a blink of an eye, the seven masters died, and the wounds were only Tianhong, Tianjing and Yu Wanting. Not to mention the Honghua Society, everyone was stunned. Zhu Mai and Xia Qingqing were also stunned, and they all guessed in their hearts: What kind of martial arts is he...

After all, Tianhong and Tianjing's martial arts are so high. Yu Wanting is also cautious by nature and never greedy for merit and advances. Therefore, the three of them can still hold on with the attack of Song Qingshu's fist and sword, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the three of them have been defeated, and it is only a matter of time before they decide the outcome.

Song Qingshu frowned secretly. The martial arts of these three people are obviously all famous and authentic, with extremely solid foundations. Although the power between moves is not great, there are very few flaws. It may not be so easy for him to defeat them. At this time, he was in danger and wasting too much skill on several people. It is really unwise.

Just as Song Qingshu was hesitating, a ghost-faced man in black suddenly jumped out of the bushes beside him and hit him behind him. His body was extremely fast, with the sound of wind and thunder mixed in his palms. As soon as he saw his martial arts skills were higher than everyone in the field.

Xia Qingqing, who was standing beside her, was shocked, but unfortunately she was too far away and could not rescue her. She had to slide out a golden snake cone from her sleeve and shoot it in a black silhouette, but she knew that there was no threat at all.

Unlike Xia Qingqing, Zhu Mai can more intuitively judge the martial arts of the Ghost Face Man. She has seen Zhang Wuji take action. In her opinion, the martial arts of the Ghost Face Man seems to be no less than Zhang Wuji.

Zhu Mai knew that although Song Qingshu showed magical martial arts, if such a super master was allowed to attack him, it would be a little bit of a disaster.

Although he had thought so much in his mind, it seemed to everyone that it was only a moment ago. Zhu Mai didn't even have time to pull out the sword, so he rushed forward with his teeth and blocked the Ghost Face Man and Song Qingshu.

Unfortunately, the ghost-faced man was determined to win the attack. Zhu Mei was hit in front of his chest with a little pat, and fell back like a kite with a broken string.

Song Qingshu had a gloomy face, and he avoided the three people besieging him with one punch, one palm and one leg. He jumped and hugged the falling Zhu Mei in his arms, and controlled the wooden sword with his other hand and shot towards the ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man's eyes narrowed and he hurriedly retreated. After a moment, he appeared on the roof of the house. Looking at the wound on his shoulder, he said in a deep voice: Good swordsmanship.

Just as he was about to continue fighting again, suddenly a fireworks code came from the east of the city. The ghost-faced man was stunned: He kept Yelu Qi and Yelu Nanxian to monitor the movements of the Shenlong Sect. Could something happened to the Shenlong Sect?

It doesn’t matter if the entire Dragon Sect is over, but there is one person who cannot die. That is the hope of his family…

He turned around and looked at Song Qingshu unwillingly. Young Master Song had a magical sword technique. I will come and learn about it next time I have the chance.

After saying that, he rushed to the place where the fireworks occurred.

Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful woman in her arms, her face was gloomy and sunny.

Prepare to shoot arrows.

As a neat pace sounded, a pair of archers rushed in from the gate, and opened their bows to Song Qingshu and the others. As long as the prince gave the order, they would immediately shoot them into honeycombs.

Xia Qingqing was shocked when she saw it, and quickly raised the golden snake sword to attack Song Qingshu: The thief is killed!

When passing by Song Qingshu, he whispered to the man who looked at him in surprise: Take me hostage and escort you out of the royal palace.

Song Qingshu immediately understood. After Xia Qingqing deliberately cooperated with the execution, he subdued her with one move, put the Golden Snake Sword on her neck, blocked her in front of the two of them, looked at Hongli and said: If the prince is willing to let your beloved concubine be shot into a hornet's nest, you might as well order the arrow to be shot.