Chapter 1990 Another Grand Master

The woman in yellow dress no longer dared to be careless. She was now focused on her vigilance and guarded her own door with her wonderful body skills.

The soft whip in Zhou Zhiruo's hand was like a soft silk, as if it was not half a weight. Her body went east and west, sometimes moving forward and sometimes retreating, floating around the woman in yellow.

Song Qingshu on the side nodded secretly. Zhou Zhiruo's body whip technique was like the wind blowing willow catkins and the water sending duckweed, which was not the atmosphere of the world. She seemed to be in a dream for a while. Unexpectedly, she had not seen her martial arts so well.

In fact, this is not surprising at all. Zhou Zhiruo was the most outstanding disciple of the Emei Sect, but because the Emei Sect's martial arts have always been progressing step by step. Therefore, although her martial arts are excellent in the younger generation, it is difficult to compete for success in the entire world.

However, the Nine Yin True Sutra is equivalent to making a cheat for her. With her intelligence and talent, she will be like a tiger with wings after obtaining the Nine Yin True Sutra.

Of course, before the lion slaughter meeting, she went astray and only sought quick success. Therefore, the tricks were treacherous and skillful to deal with ordinary masters, but she was not able to deal with real top masters.

Later, I suddenly realized and started practicing the Nine Yin Scriptures from the basics. Now my martial arts have made a qualitative leap compared to the beginning.

The last time I saw her, she had already mastered the Nine Yin Scriptures. After seeing her this time, I found that she seemed to have vaguely integrated the martial arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures with the Emei Sect’s martial arts. Although she had not achieved great success, she entered a new realm. No wonder the woman in yellow clothes suffered a little loss when she was careless.

However, the woman in Huangshan is Huang Shang's closed disciple. With his personal guidance, her proficiency in the Nine Yin Scriptures will only be above Zhou Zhiruo. She was seen as a erratic and unpredictable person. Originally, the martial arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures tended to be bizarre, but when she used it, she was like a fairy descending to earth, and her every move was full of fairy spirit.

She was walking gracefully, and before she knew it, she was getting closer and closer to Zhou Zhiruo. Suddenly, she turned her wrist and grabbed the long whip in the other party's hand. She also grabbed the long whip in the last lion slaughter meeting, and then hit the point of her chest with her elbow, and then used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw to control the other party.

The same took effect this time, but she couldn't be happy because it was too easy to take off the long whip, as it was as easy as the other party deliberately asked her to take it.

From the battle just now, she had already judged that Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts are definitely not inferior to her, and there is no reason why she can easily seize it.

However, although she was shocked, she was not confused. The battle at such a close distance was just enough to exert the power of the Nine Yin White Bone Claws to the extreme. Although the other party could do this martial arts, she did not think that her attainments in this area would be comparable to her.

Turning palm into grabbing, the Nine Yin White Bone Claws instantly grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's all-in-one acupoint.

However, a snow-white light suddenly burst out in front of her eyes, feeling a sensation of unstoppable sharpness. The woman in yellow was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

Beg forgiving.Zhou Zhiruo's long sword was sheathed and said lightly.

The woman in yellow dress had her hands hanging beside her, and a drop of blood fell from her slender and crystal fingers, but she didn't care at all and stared at the sword in her hand: The Yitian Sword?

good.After defeating his always-off opponent, Zhou Zhiruo's cold and frosty face couldn't help but feel a hint of joy.

The woman in yellow dress was a little resentful: Relying on her magical weapons and weapons, she could not help but win without force.

If she knew from the beginning that the other party would use the Sword of the Heavenly Sword, how could she be so easily defeated?

This time, all her energy was to guard against the opponent's white python whip technique and the Nine Yin White Bone Claws. How could she expect that the opponent was just using this as a guise, but in fact she was hiding the killing move of the Yitian Sword?

Zhou Zhiruo sneered: I just gave you the opportunity to get a weapon. You must fight with me empty-handedly. Who can you blame?

The woman in yellow clothes felt bitter in her heart. In fact, with her martial arts, it doesn’t matter whether she takes weapons or not. Although her ten fingers are not as strong as steel, they are not much different. She will not suffer any loss when facing the enemy’s weapons, but these weapons do not include peerless magic weapons such as the Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Sword.

Song Qingshu then took a step forward and said: Miss Yang, Zhiruo has already held back just now, I believe you know it too.

The woman in yellow bit her lip, but did not refute. If Zhou Zhiruo hadn't kept her hand just now, she could have cut off one of her fingers with the sharpness of the Yitian Sword in that moment.

Song Qingshu continued: On the battlefield, life and death are fighting each other, and strategy is also a kind of strength. If Miss Yang is entangled in this trap, she may suffer a great loss in the future.

The woman in yellow was shocked. She was indeed a little resentful. In fact, even if Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts progressed rapidly, even if she had the Sword of Heaven and fought with each other openly, she was still confident that she would not lose to the other party. Now she heard Song Qingshu's words and suddenly realized: Thank you Brother Song for your advice.

Then he bowed to Zhou Zhiruo: Master Zhou, I lost this time, but seeing you next time, it will not be so easy for me to win.

Zhou Zhiruo said lightly: Let’s talk about what’s next time next time.

The woman in yellow shirt knew that she didn't like her because of the lion slaughtering conference, so she didn't care. She turned to Song Qingshu and said: Brother Song, since I lost this bet, I will take the lead. I hope Brother Song remembers the promise she made and set off for Wudang as soon as possible in two days.

After saying that, he floated away.

Looking at her back, Song Qingshu thought that she was leaving like this?

Don’t you go back and say separate to Yang Miaozhen?

Oh no, if she saw Yang Miaozhen lying naked on the bed now, no matter how pure she was, she would know what was going on.

Huh?So what if I know, why am I so guilty?

Everyone left and was still watching Ah. Zhou Zhiruo didn't know when he came to him, with a playful look on his face. If she couldn't bear to bear it, she would chase Ah.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said: Zhiruo was joking, I was just a little worried about her safety during this trip.

She had such a high martial arts skills, what's there to worry about? Zhou Zhiruo curled her lips and whispered "Brother Song" at once. She shouted so intimately in front of me, and she was just deliberately annoyed me.

She imitated the tone of the woman in yellow just now, but imitated it vividly.

Song Qingshu was speechless, and at the same time, he was a little strange. The woman in yellow had indeed changed her name just now. Is it really as Zhiruo said?Alas, women are so scary, they set up condoms at any time...

By the way, what did you promise her?Zhou Zhiruo suddenly thought of the woman in yellow before leaving and asked suspiciously.

It was not that they promised her, but that they promised her master... While walking back, the two told her about their trip to Wudang.

No wonder I think it was strange that Zhao Gou suddenly ran to Wudang Mountain to worship the sky. So that's it.

When the two returned to the tent, Zhou Zhiruo naturally put on a loose dress for Song Qingshu and hung her coat aside. By the way, will your trip be in danger? Why don't I go with you?

No, first, you still need to take charge of Yangzhou City. Second, Wudang Mountain will be full of great masters at that time, and you will not be able to help you even if you go there, and it is still dangerous.

Song Qingshu answered while secretly sighing that when there was no outsider, Zhou Zhiruo's behavior became more and more like a home-based wife.

Grandmaster... Zhou Zhiruo poured him a cup of tea, sat down at the table, with a look of yearning, how many grandmasters are there in this world?

There shouldn't be many, Song Qingshu replied, such as Huang Shang and Douji, they are all legendary old monsters. They see their heads but not their tails all day long, and they don't know where they are hiding, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive. It's really difficult to count their number.

Old monster?Zhou Zhiruo suddenly glanced at her husband strangely and couldn't help but smile, "Are you an old monster?"

I'm different, Song Qingshu is dancing, I'm the protagonist.

Bah, you're just an old pervert.Zhou Zhiruo spat.

Looking at his wife's beautiful and unconventional face, which was more beautiful than usual under the candlelight, Song Qingshu couldn't help but hold her soft and soft palm: Zhiruo, you are so beautiful.

Yang Miaozhen is passionate and brilliant like a ball of fire, but Zhou Zhiruo's style, which is like the first melting of ice and snow, is also charming.

Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red, and her delicate body snuggled into his arms: Qingshu, Wudang and his rank are so dangerous, I am really worried about you, why don't you bring the Yitian Sword with you.

Song Qingshu shook his head: For my current martial arts, there is no difference between having a sword or not. It is better to stay with you to make your safety more guaranteed.

Zhou Zhiruo thought for a moment and suddenly said: Since my martial arts cannot help you this time, then you can call Sister Dongfang to go with you. I will feel at ease when you two are together.

After judging the sisters around her, her martial arts skills were already top-notch. Ajiu and she were just a match, and most of them could not intervene in the Battle of Wudang. However, when she joined forces with Dongfang Muxue to assassinate Kangxi in the Forbidden City, the other party's martial arts gave her a very deep impression, especially when she knew her former identity, she was extremely convinced by her strength.

It was indeed a couple, and they just happened to think of going together.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly. This time he told the Huangshanwoo that he would spend more time with his wife. Of course, he would not be lingering in the gentle land and disregarding major issues. But in order to delay the time, Zhao Gou and Jia Sidao would consume more, so that he could reap the benefits of the fisherman; in the second case, it was to help her get help. After all, the identity of Dongfang Muxue and others could not be known by Huangshanwoo.

Zhou Zhiruo blinked her eyes and asked curiously: Has Sister Dongfang really reached the level of Grandmaster?

Song Qingshu looked northward and showed a trace of memory: She hadn't reached it before, but with me... ahem, she should reach it now.

When Dongfang Muxue was seriously injured, he finally cured it with the method of dual cultivation of Tantric Buddhism. Not only did he restore his peak strength, but he also absorbed half of his internal strength, and he had already reached a higher level.

That's good, Zhou Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief. There were two great masters taking care of each other. Even if Wudang Mountain was a dragon's den, there was no need to worry about their safety. When are you planning to leave?

It's early tomorrow morning, time is a bit tight.Of course, Song Qingshu couldn't linger around Zhou Zhiruo for several days as she said to the woman in yellow.

Zhou Zhiruo nodded: Then let’s take a break early.

However, Song Qingshu's scalp tightened. He had only fought with Yang Miaozhen for many years before. He was not a god, so how could he recover so quickly?