It turned out that Sandu saw the two of them strikingly, and although it was hard to tell which side had the advantage, they thought the consumption was almost the same. At this time, it should be the time when the old power had not yet grown, so they keenly seized the gap at this moment.
Of course, they did not think that they could defeat a grandmaster by making moves at this time, but given the Sweeping Monk enough time to rest, Song Qingshu did not get time to recover. As one went up and down, the balance of victory would gradually tilt towards them.
The three long ropes were dark and light-free. When they danced, they could not see any shadow. These three long ropes seemed slow and really urgent, but there was no sound of wind. It was obvious that their internal strength had changed.
Du'er's black rope turned into a straight weapon, like a spear, like a rod, and rushed towards him. At the same time, the two black ropes in Du Du Nan's hand were also wrapped around from behind, aiming to entangle him for a moment.
Brother Song, be careful!The woman in yellow also waved her long whip and rolled her into two of the black ropes using the white python whip method to at least help disperse the pressure.
Fu Yaohong's body flashed and she had already stopped her long whip. Tianshan Tong Lao hesitated for a moment and did not move.
Song Qingshu, in the center of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, waved his left hand and used a skillful force to entangle the long whip of tribulation and difficulties together, and the offensives canceled each other;
They were so shocked that they had been immersed in the Vajra Demon Sect for decades. The former head of the Kunlun Sect died here. Even Zhang Wuji, the Demon Sect leader, was trapped in it and could not escape. Unexpectedly, the other party would dissolve the attacks of the two people so easily.
However, what made their eyes widen was another thing. Song Qingshu slowly stretched out his right finger and gently clamped the black rope that was enough to open the stone.
Due, who was on the side, was not surprised but happy. He shook his wrist and a wave of internal force hit his chest. Long whip weapons have a great advantage, that is, they can amplify your skills exponentially. The more you reach the end of the whip, the stronger the power you wield it.
As a grandmaster, the other party has a higher cultivation level than him, but if his internal strength is magnified ten times, will the other party be higher than him?
He was so arrogant that he directly clamped his whip with his hands. After changing to another master, Due even had the confidence to break his ribs and break his internal organs. The other party was a master, so it would definitely not be so, but it should be fine if the finger bones were broken.
At this moment, the sweeping monk hurriedly reminded: Be careful!
Du Er was stunned. He didn't understand why the sweeping monk reminded Song Qingshu to be careful. Could it be that he was cherishing his talents?But now both sides stand on the opposite side, the woman's kindness is not good.
At this moment, Song Qingshu snorted coldly, shaking his wrist with a whip, and a larger wave attacked the black rope in reverse.
The waves shaking out of Du'er's wrists met the waves like ice and snow met a volcano, and they melted in an instant. It was too late for him to let go of his whip in horror.
A terrifying internal force hit his chest directly, and Du Er squirted a mouthful of blood. At that moment, he knew that seven or eight of his ribs were broken, and his five internal organs were even seriously injured.
Senior brother!
Dunmeng and Due He have been meditating on the back mountain of Shaolin for decades. In order to practice the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, they have been able to communicate with each other. Even brothers cannot match the relationship between them.
Seeing Du'er in such a miserable state, the two were shocked and angry. They shook their wrists and untied the entangled black rope. One of them swept to Song Qingshu's spine and the other to his waist.
Song Qingshu's face turned cold, and countless sword energy instantly condensed in the air. The two majestic black ropes were instantly cut into several pieces.
The rest of the sword energy continued to shoot towards the two of them with the right hands. The Vajra Demon Subduing Circle was called Demon Subduing, but the three of them had already entered the demonic path without realizing it. At the Lion Slaughtering Conference, many masters from other sects died under their black ropes. Even the head of the Kunlun sect was beaten to death by them.
They were extremely cruel in their actions, without the compassion of Buddhist monks at all. In these two moves just now, whether they hit the spine or the waist, normal people would be paralyzed even if they were lucky enough to save their lives, so they would no longer be sympathetic.
The cultivation level of passing the tribulation and difficulty is only one step ahead of the misfortune. Faced with the sword energy shot from it, he could not react at all.
Before the sword energy could reach its body, they could feel a stinging sensation on their skin, and only one thought was left in their minds: My life is over!
At this moment, a gray shadow blocked in front of the two of them, and an invisible energy formed in both hands to melt the sword energy, but his body still shook, his face turning a little whiter than before.
Song Qingshu did not take action again, but looked at the gray shadow with a complicated expression: Originally, your injury would be able to recover as before in a few days, but now he is forced to act, and I am afraid he will not be able to recover in a short period of time.
Amitabha!The sweeping monk sighed. After all, I brought them out of Shaolin, so I couldn't watch them die in a foreign land.
Song Qingshu said lightly: You should also know the situation just now. I have always been merciless. On the contrary, their moves are more ruthless than the other, so they plan to use one hand to let them practice Zen and worship Buddha.
Thank you for your mercy.The sweeping monk nodded. If you hadn't been merciless just now, he would have been killed on the spot.
When they heard the conversation between the two, people around them were shocked, and they were even more ashamed of overcoming the tribulation. It turned out that the other party was merciless from the beginning.
But what was even more shocking was another thing. Just now, the Sweeping Monk and Song Qingshu fought. According to their words, the Sweeping Monk was defeated with one move. How could this be possible?
As we all know, the power of the Sweeping Monk is a person recognized in the world as the same as that of Zhang Zhenren of Wudang. No matter how evil and powerful Song Qingshu is, at most it is in line with him to be in line with everyone's perception.
Even though Song Qingshu has emerged in recent years, he has become a great master. But no matter how powerful he is, he is a little more powerful than the Sweeping Monk? Why did both the Grand Master decide the winner so quickly?
Song Qingshu and the Sweeping Monk knew about this problem. If they had fought normally, it would probably not be that easy for the two to decide the outcome. However, the Sweeping Monk just noticed that there was an injury on the other side and planned to fight quickly. As soon as they met, both sides fought with their own tricks.
However, he did not expect that Song Qingshu's sword energy is so powerful now. He suffered a considerable loss when he fought head-on. Later, in order to save the tribulation and overcome the disaster, his injuries worsened.
At this time, the woman in yellow had already given up fighting with Fu Yao. Compared to Fu Yaohong's loss, she was looking at the figure with excitement. Which girl in the world doesn't want her lover to be an invincible hero in the world?
The Tianshan Tonglao looked complicated and thought to herself that this guy was making progress so fast. He was obviously not so powerful when the two separated last time. How did he do it?She couldn't help but want to ask the other party for advice.
At this time, the monk sweeping the floor was injured, and Sandu had no power to fight again, leaving only Fu Yaohong and Tianshan Tonglao, but both of them had some friendship with Song Qingshu, and both sides fell silent for a moment.
You take her away.
It was the Tianshan Tonglao who spoke first. She knew that her group of people could not stop each other at all. It would be better to be a favor. Anyway, the prince has already died. A mere woman in yellow has no effect on the overall situation.
Song Qingshu shook his head: I came to the palace this time mainly to meet Brother Guo, and I want to ask him some questions.
Fu Yaohong's brows suddenly frowned: Mr. Song, although you have high martial arts skills, you may not be able to get it right with us. In addition to the masters in the palace, you may not be able to win.
The restoration of the Great Zhou Dynasty was the effort of several generations. Now, the descendants of Emperor Ruiwu have finally succeeded in taking the throne back to the throne. No one can destroy it, even if he is strong.
Hearing her words, the guards and troops not far away pulled out their waist knives and pulled out their longbows, and the situation was about to break out.
At this moment, Guo Jing's voice came from the depths of the palace: Aunt, let him come in.
Of course, they did not think that they could defeat a grandmaster by making moves at this time, but given the Sweeping Monk enough time to rest, Song Qingshu did not get time to recover. As one went up and down, the balance of victory would gradually tilt towards them.
The three long ropes were dark and light-free. When they danced, they could not see any shadow. These three long ropes seemed slow and really urgent, but there was no sound of wind. It was obvious that their internal strength had changed.
Du'er's black rope turned into a straight weapon, like a spear, like a rod, and rushed towards him. At the same time, the two black ropes in Du Du Nan's hand were also wrapped around from behind, aiming to entangle him for a moment.
Brother Song, be careful!The woman in yellow also waved her long whip and rolled her into two of the black ropes using the white python whip method to at least help disperse the pressure.
Fu Yaohong's body flashed and she had already stopped her long whip. Tianshan Tong Lao hesitated for a moment and did not move.
Song Qingshu, in the center of the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, waved his left hand and used a skillful force to entangle the long whip of tribulation and difficulties together, and the offensives canceled each other;
They were so shocked that they had been immersed in the Vajra Demon Sect for decades. The former head of the Kunlun Sect died here. Even Zhang Wuji, the Demon Sect leader, was trapped in it and could not escape. Unexpectedly, the other party would dissolve the attacks of the two people so easily.
However, what made their eyes widen was another thing. Song Qingshu slowly stretched out his right finger and gently clamped the black rope that was enough to open the stone.
Due, who was on the side, was not surprised but happy. He shook his wrist and a wave of internal force hit his chest. Long whip weapons have a great advantage, that is, they can amplify your skills exponentially. The more you reach the end of the whip, the stronger the power you wield it.
As a grandmaster, the other party has a higher cultivation level than him, but if his internal strength is magnified ten times, will the other party be higher than him?
He was so arrogant that he directly clamped his whip with his hands. After changing to another master, Due even had the confidence to break his ribs and break his internal organs. The other party was a master, so it would definitely not be so, but it should be fine if the finger bones were broken.
At this moment, the sweeping monk hurriedly reminded: Be careful!
Du Er was stunned. He didn't understand why the sweeping monk reminded Song Qingshu to be careful. Could it be that he was cherishing his talents?But now both sides stand on the opposite side, the woman's kindness is not good.
At this moment, Song Qingshu snorted coldly, shaking his wrist with a whip, and a larger wave attacked the black rope in reverse.
The waves shaking out of Du'er's wrists met the waves like ice and snow met a volcano, and they melted in an instant. It was too late for him to let go of his whip in horror.
A terrifying internal force hit his chest directly, and Du Er squirted a mouthful of blood. At that moment, he knew that seven or eight of his ribs were broken, and his five internal organs were even seriously injured.
Senior brother!
Dunmeng and Due He have been meditating on the back mountain of Shaolin for decades. In order to practice the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, they have been able to communicate with each other. Even brothers cannot match the relationship between them.
Seeing Du'er in such a miserable state, the two were shocked and angry. They shook their wrists and untied the entangled black rope. One of them swept to Song Qingshu's spine and the other to his waist.
Song Qingshu's face turned cold, and countless sword energy instantly condensed in the air. The two majestic black ropes were instantly cut into several pieces.
The rest of the sword energy continued to shoot towards the two of them with the right hands. The Vajra Demon Subduing Circle was called Demon Subduing, but the three of them had already entered the demonic path without realizing it. At the Lion Slaughtering Conference, many masters from other sects died under their black ropes. Even the head of the Kunlun sect was beaten to death by them.
They were extremely cruel in their actions, without the compassion of Buddhist monks at all. In these two moves just now, whether they hit the spine or the waist, normal people would be paralyzed even if they were lucky enough to save their lives, so they would no longer be sympathetic.
The cultivation level of passing the tribulation and difficulty is only one step ahead of the misfortune. Faced with the sword energy shot from it, he could not react at all.
Before the sword energy could reach its body, they could feel a stinging sensation on their skin, and only one thought was left in their minds: My life is over!
At this moment, a gray shadow blocked in front of the two of them, and an invisible energy formed in both hands to melt the sword energy, but his body still shook, his face turning a little whiter than before.
Song Qingshu did not take action again, but looked at the gray shadow with a complicated expression: Originally, your injury would be able to recover as before in a few days, but now he is forced to act, and I am afraid he will not be able to recover in a short period of time.
Amitabha!The sweeping monk sighed. After all, I brought them out of Shaolin, so I couldn't watch them die in a foreign land.
Song Qingshu said lightly: You should also know the situation just now. I have always been merciless. On the contrary, their moves are more ruthless than the other, so they plan to use one hand to let them practice Zen and worship Buddha.
Thank you for your mercy.The sweeping monk nodded. If you hadn't been merciless just now, he would have been killed on the spot.
When they heard the conversation between the two, people around them were shocked, and they were even more ashamed of overcoming the tribulation. It turned out that the other party was merciless from the beginning.
But what was even more shocking was another thing. Just now, the Sweeping Monk and Song Qingshu fought. According to their words, the Sweeping Monk was defeated with one move. How could this be possible?
As we all know, the power of the Sweeping Monk is a person recognized in the world as the same as that of Zhang Zhenren of Wudang. No matter how evil and powerful Song Qingshu is, at most it is in line with him to be in line with everyone's perception.
Even though Song Qingshu has emerged in recent years, he has become a great master. But no matter how powerful he is, he is a little more powerful than the Sweeping Monk? Why did both the Grand Master decide the winner so quickly?
Song Qingshu and the Sweeping Monk knew about this problem. If they had fought normally, it would probably not be that easy for the two to decide the outcome. However, the Sweeping Monk just noticed that there was an injury on the other side and planned to fight quickly. As soon as they met, both sides fought with their own tricks.
However, he did not expect that Song Qingshu's sword energy is so powerful now. He suffered a considerable loss when he fought head-on. Later, in order to save the tribulation and overcome the disaster, his injuries worsened.
At this time, the woman in yellow had already given up fighting with Fu Yao. Compared to Fu Yaohong's loss, she was looking at the figure with excitement. Which girl in the world doesn't want her lover to be an invincible hero in the world?
The Tianshan Tonglao looked complicated and thought to herself that this guy was making progress so fast. He was obviously not so powerful when the two separated last time. How did he do it?She couldn't help but want to ask the other party for advice.
At this time, the monk sweeping the floor was injured, and Sandu had no power to fight again, leaving only Fu Yaohong and Tianshan Tonglao, but both of them had some friendship with Song Qingshu, and both sides fell silent for a moment.
You take her away.
It was the Tianshan Tonglao who spoke first. She knew that her group of people could not stop each other at all. It would be better to be a favor. Anyway, the prince has already died. A mere woman in yellow has no effect on the overall situation.
Song Qingshu shook his head: I came to the palace this time mainly to meet Brother Guo, and I want to ask him some questions.
Fu Yaohong's brows suddenly frowned: Mr. Song, although you have high martial arts skills, you may not be able to get it right with us. In addition to the masters in the palace, you may not be able to win.
The restoration of the Great Zhou Dynasty was the effort of several generations. Now, the descendants of Emperor Ruiwu have finally succeeded in taking the throne back to the throne. No one can destroy it, even if he is strong.
Hearing her words, the guards and troops not far away pulled out their waist knives and pulled out their longbows, and the situation was about to break out.
At this moment, Guo Jing's voice came from the depths of the palace: Aunt, let him come in.
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