Song Qingshu looked at Fang Yi and couldn't help feeling guilty. Fang Yi noticed his gaze. The resentment accumulated in his heart disappeared during this period. Suddenly, he found that Feng Xifan stabbed him with a sword, and couldn't help but exclaim: Be careful!
It turned out that Feng Xifan was overjoyed when he saw Song Qingshu suddenly distracted. He quickly stabbed Miao Ruolan in his arms with a sword. He understood that Song Qingshu's martial arts skills were so good that he directly attacked him. Although he caught him off guard, he might not be able to hurt him.
But if he stabs the little girl in the other party's arms, he will definitely save him. Saving others and saving himself are two different reactions. Saving yourself is instinctive. It is difficult to have flaws in the action, but saving others is different. Falling out of defense will definitely reveal flaws. Feng Xifan is waiting for that moment.
When Song Qingshu noticed Feng Xifan's actions, he didn't understand his thoughts. He was furious and thought that he had decided not to help each other. Don't blame me for your own death.
Song Qingshu stretched out his palm to block the tip of the sword. Feng Xifan was immediately overjoyed, thinking that this would ruin your hand?
Just as he was about to use all his strength to pierce the other party's palm, he didn't know that the true energy on the tip of the sword was like a mud cow entering the sea without any response.
Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and gently pushed his palm forward, as if he had destroyed Feng Xifan's long sword.
Feng Xifan felt that his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and his internal strength could not be lifted. His whole body was numb and he stood there on the spot.
Song Qingshu did not give him another chance, and his fingers were silently on his Danzhong acupoint. The true energy instantly destroyed his vitality and said coldly: You should also taste the taste of killing people without blood.
Feng Xifan's face turned red, his throat clattered, the vitality in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he finally fell to the ground with a depressed fall.
Seeing Feng Xifan fall to the ground, Zheng Keshuang was shocked, but he didn't take it seriously. He directed his subordinates to help him up. However, his subordinates ran over and sighed, and immediately stuttered: Second Young Master, Feng... Feng... Feng...
Feng, you big-headed ghost.Not only did he not show off his skills in front of the beauty, but he made a mess. Zheng Keshuang was already angry, and when he saw that his subordinates were so unintentional, he was immediately furious.
Master Feng is dead.
As soon as this said, the pavilion suddenly fell into a strange tranquility. Even the people in the Prince Mu's mansion looked incredible. Before a stick of incense, Feng Xifan was still showing off his power here, and he died silently?
Click!
The teacup in Zheng Keshuang's hand fell to the ground. He was the first to react because he knew that his subordinates would never dare to deceive him. He said that Feng Xifan was dead, which was really dead.
Thinking that Feng Xifan had attacked so many swords before, but the other party raised his hand and took his life, Zheng Keshuang trembled uncontrollably. He understood that he might have offended someone he shouldn't have offended.
You... you actually killed Master Feng, you... do you know who I am?Zheng Ke said with a sarcastic look on his face.
Why can't Feng Xifan be killed?He just killed the hero Bai from Prince Mu's mansion and lost one life, which was very fair.
Song Qingshu thought that he had killed anyone anyway, and the Zheng family in Taiwan was convicted of offending him, so it would be better to take the opportunity to sell a favor to the Prince Mu's mansion.
In fact, in Song Qingshu's view, the people in the Mu Palace have now withered, and they are already declining, far less valuable than the Zheng family in Taiwan. However, after a short contact just now, Song Qingshu realized that he and Zheng Keshuang were not the same person, and they were destined to not be able to pee in the same pot.
It’s better to have a better relationship with Prince Mu’s mansion, not to mention that Fang Yi is still there in Prince Mu’s mansion.
Sure enough, when everyone in the Mu Palace said this, there was a look of gratitude in their eyes, especially Bai Hansong's younger brother Bai Hanfeng and Mu Jiansheng's voice.
It goes without saying that Bai Hanfeng is so grateful because he knows that it is difficult to kill Feng Xifan with his own strength to avenge his subordinates.
Under his leadership, the people of the Mu Palace have been fighting for the illusory goal of rebelling against the Qing Dynasty and restoring Ming for many years, and there is no possibility of success at all. Everyone has already been moved. If Mu Jiansheng cannot avenge Bai Hansong this time, it may become the last straw that will overwhelm the camel, and it will be a huge blow to his prestige, and the Mu Palace may fall apart.
Now that Song Qingshu has killed Feng Xifan, he has really solved a potential crisis for him. Can Mu Jiansheng be unhappy?
Fang Yi even had a look in her eyes. In her opinion, Song Qingshu's move was mostly for himself, otherwise he had no friendship with Prince Mu's mansion, so how could he risk offending the Zheng family in Taiwan to kill Feng Xifan?
Mu Jianping's face was even more starry, and a cherry mouth was wide open, murmuring and sighing: Senior sister, your friend is so skilled in martial arts.
Song Qingshu didn't expect that he had made so many good relationships. He just looked at Zheng Keshuang coldly and said: I know you are the second son of the Prince of Yanping, Taiwan. I admire the heroic deeds of the Guo family back then, so I will not hurt his descendants. You go.
Who are you? If you dare to sign up, the Zheng family will be rewarded in the future.
Zheng Keshuang understood that with the other party's martial arts, if he wanted to take his life, the group of masters around him who were usually overestimated could not stop him. Seeing Song Qingshu say this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that it would be embarrassing to leave in shame, and couldn't help but say a scene.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Song Qingshu's face: Song Qingshu is waiting for the trip at any time.
Zheng Keshuang's face turned red and white. Feng Xifan was very reluctant to be the number one master in Taiwan. In the past two years, Song Qingshu was recognized as the number one master of the Qing Dynasty in the world.
Under Sang Feihong's arrangement, many sisters from Wuhumen sing and storytelling in the streets and alleys will promote Song Qingshu's deeds.
Song Qingshu had already defeated many famous martial arts masters, and was promoted by Wuhumen. In the hearts of people from the world who did not know the truth, Song Qingshu was vaguely qualified to be the best master in the world.
Zheng Keshuang is a person in the world who does not know the truth. In addition, seeing Feng Xifan, who is usually invincible, was killed by him with one move, he became even more afraid. He understood that this revenge might not be avenged, and he didn't care about the scene and called his subordinates away in shame.
Mu Jiansheng took the opportunity to go forward and salute: You are the Song Yishi who assassinated the pseudo-Emperor Kangxi. Mu Jiansheng has long admired his reputation.
The Prince Mu's mansion has always believed that the Qing Dynasty stole the Ming Dynasty's territory, so even if it was chatting on weekdays, he never recognized the identity of Emperor Kangxi and was only called a pseudo-emperor.
Seeing that Mu Jiansheng had long admired not his martial arts skills, but his reputation for failing to assassinate Kangxi, Song Qingshu was immediately filled with emotion: The people from the Prince Mu Mansion were indeed kind-hearted and righteous people who were anti-Qing and restoring the Ming Dynasty. Their martial arts skills may not be of high quality, but the spirit of doing things that he knew they could not do was worthy of respect.
It turned out that Feng Xifan was overjoyed when he saw Song Qingshu suddenly distracted. He quickly stabbed Miao Ruolan in his arms with a sword. He understood that Song Qingshu's martial arts skills were so good that he directly attacked him. Although he caught him off guard, he might not be able to hurt him.
But if he stabs the little girl in the other party's arms, he will definitely save him. Saving others and saving himself are two different reactions. Saving yourself is instinctive. It is difficult to have flaws in the action, but saving others is different. Falling out of defense will definitely reveal flaws. Feng Xifan is waiting for that moment.
When Song Qingshu noticed Feng Xifan's actions, he didn't understand his thoughts. He was furious and thought that he had decided not to help each other. Don't blame me for your own death.
Song Qingshu stretched out his palm to block the tip of the sword. Feng Xifan was immediately overjoyed, thinking that this would ruin your hand?
Just as he was about to use all his strength to pierce the other party's palm, he didn't know that the true energy on the tip of the sword was like a mud cow entering the sea without any response.
Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and gently pushed his palm forward, as if he had destroyed Feng Xifan's long sword.
Feng Xifan felt that his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and his internal strength could not be lifted. His whole body was numb and he stood there on the spot.
Song Qingshu did not give him another chance, and his fingers were silently on his Danzhong acupoint. The true energy instantly destroyed his vitality and said coldly: You should also taste the taste of killing people without blood.
Feng Xifan's face turned red, his throat clattered, the vitality in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he finally fell to the ground with a depressed fall.
Seeing Feng Xifan fall to the ground, Zheng Keshuang was shocked, but he didn't take it seriously. He directed his subordinates to help him up. However, his subordinates ran over and sighed, and immediately stuttered: Second Young Master, Feng... Feng... Feng...
Feng, you big-headed ghost.Not only did he not show off his skills in front of the beauty, but he made a mess. Zheng Keshuang was already angry, and when he saw that his subordinates were so unintentional, he was immediately furious.
Master Feng is dead.
As soon as this said, the pavilion suddenly fell into a strange tranquility. Even the people in the Prince Mu's mansion looked incredible. Before a stick of incense, Feng Xifan was still showing off his power here, and he died silently?
Click!
The teacup in Zheng Keshuang's hand fell to the ground. He was the first to react because he knew that his subordinates would never dare to deceive him. He said that Feng Xifan was dead, which was really dead.
Thinking that Feng Xifan had attacked so many swords before, but the other party raised his hand and took his life, Zheng Keshuang trembled uncontrollably. He understood that he might have offended someone he shouldn't have offended.
You... you actually killed Master Feng, you... do you know who I am?Zheng Ke said with a sarcastic look on his face.
Why can't Feng Xifan be killed?He just killed the hero Bai from Prince Mu's mansion and lost one life, which was very fair.
Song Qingshu thought that he had killed anyone anyway, and the Zheng family in Taiwan was convicted of offending him, so it would be better to take the opportunity to sell a favor to the Prince Mu's mansion.
In fact, in Song Qingshu's view, the people in the Mu Palace have now withered, and they are already declining, far less valuable than the Zheng family in Taiwan. However, after a short contact just now, Song Qingshu realized that he and Zheng Keshuang were not the same person, and they were destined to not be able to pee in the same pot.
It’s better to have a better relationship with Prince Mu’s mansion, not to mention that Fang Yi is still there in Prince Mu’s mansion.
Sure enough, when everyone in the Mu Palace said this, there was a look of gratitude in their eyes, especially Bai Hansong's younger brother Bai Hanfeng and Mu Jiansheng's voice.
It goes without saying that Bai Hanfeng is so grateful because he knows that it is difficult to kill Feng Xifan with his own strength to avenge his subordinates.
Under his leadership, the people of the Mu Palace have been fighting for the illusory goal of rebelling against the Qing Dynasty and restoring Ming for many years, and there is no possibility of success at all. Everyone has already been moved. If Mu Jiansheng cannot avenge Bai Hansong this time, it may become the last straw that will overwhelm the camel, and it will be a huge blow to his prestige, and the Mu Palace may fall apart.
Now that Song Qingshu has killed Feng Xifan, he has really solved a potential crisis for him. Can Mu Jiansheng be unhappy?
Fang Yi even had a look in her eyes. In her opinion, Song Qingshu's move was mostly for himself, otherwise he had no friendship with Prince Mu's mansion, so how could he risk offending the Zheng family in Taiwan to kill Feng Xifan?
Mu Jianping's face was even more starry, and a cherry mouth was wide open, murmuring and sighing: Senior sister, your friend is so skilled in martial arts.
Song Qingshu didn't expect that he had made so many good relationships. He just looked at Zheng Keshuang coldly and said: I know you are the second son of the Prince of Yanping, Taiwan. I admire the heroic deeds of the Guo family back then, so I will not hurt his descendants. You go.
Who are you? If you dare to sign up, the Zheng family will be rewarded in the future.
Zheng Keshuang understood that with the other party's martial arts, if he wanted to take his life, the group of masters around him who were usually overestimated could not stop him. Seeing Song Qingshu say this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that it would be embarrassing to leave in shame, and couldn't help but say a scene.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Song Qingshu's face: Song Qingshu is waiting for the trip at any time.
Zheng Keshuang's face turned red and white. Feng Xifan was very reluctant to be the number one master in Taiwan. In the past two years, Song Qingshu was recognized as the number one master of the Qing Dynasty in the world.
Under Sang Feihong's arrangement, many sisters from Wuhumen sing and storytelling in the streets and alleys will promote Song Qingshu's deeds.
Song Qingshu had already defeated many famous martial arts masters, and was promoted by Wuhumen. In the hearts of people from the world who did not know the truth, Song Qingshu was vaguely qualified to be the best master in the world.
Zheng Keshuang is a person in the world who does not know the truth. In addition, seeing Feng Xifan, who is usually invincible, was killed by him with one move, he became even more afraid. He understood that this revenge might not be avenged, and he didn't care about the scene and called his subordinates away in shame.
Mu Jiansheng took the opportunity to go forward and salute: You are the Song Yishi who assassinated the pseudo-Emperor Kangxi. Mu Jiansheng has long admired his reputation.
The Prince Mu's mansion has always believed that the Qing Dynasty stole the Ming Dynasty's territory, so even if it was chatting on weekdays, he never recognized the identity of Emperor Kangxi and was only called a pseudo-emperor.
Seeing that Mu Jiansheng had long admired not his martial arts skills, but his reputation for failing to assassinate Kangxi, Song Qingshu was immediately filled with emotion: The people from the Prince Mu Mansion were indeed kind-hearted and righteous people who were anti-Qing and restoring the Ming Dynasty. Their martial arts skills may not be of high quality, but the spirit of doing things that he knew they could not do was worthy of respect.
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