Since Xuan Cheng left the temple, he has met countless masters in the world. He can be mastered by the cultivation of the thirteen Shaolin masters. It can be said that he can block the gods and demons, except for Song Qingshu.
Thinking of being defeated by Song Qingshu over and over again, Xuan Cheng couldn't help but feel a sense of depression in his heart. He often treated Song Qingshu as an imaginary enemy in his spare time. He naturally knew the opponent's martial arts characteristics.
Since the fall of the Sword Saint Feng Qingyang, there are not many sword masters in this world who can attract his magical eyes.
Even Xuan Cheng felt a little dazed with the other party's sword just now, so his first reaction was Song Qingshu.
Hearing Xuan Cheng's cry, everyone in the audience suddenly looked different, Wu Yunzhu looked surprised, but Zuo Lengchan and others looked solemn.
Seeing that his delicate body in his arms suddenly became stiff, Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Could the master be the Golden Snake King who is so famous in the world recently?
His identity is sensitive and naturally he is unwilling to be exposed to the public, so he made up his mind to refuse to admit it.
Huh?Xuan Cheng was just a subconscious guess because the other party's swordsmanship was too subtle. Seeing that there was no flaw in the other party's tone, he was not sure for a moment.
I have heard that the Golden Snake King’s sword skills are superb, so I have always wanted to learn about it, but unfortunately I have always been reluctant to go... Song Qingshu sighed, his tone seemed to be full of regret. After a long time, the tone changed. After listening to the master’s tone, I must have seen his sword technique?
Song Qingshu boasted and didn't even blink, which really dispelled everyone's doubts. After all, with their experience in the world, no one would be so shameless. It's a pity that Song Qingshu came from later generations and did not take the rules in the world seriously.
Have seen it.Xuan Cheng replied with a dark face.
How did my sword technique just now compare to the Golden Snake King?A smile slowly appeared on Song Qingshu's face. Fortunately, he was blocked by the mask and there was no flaw just now.
Although your sword technique just now has some skills, it is far worse than the Golden Snake King.
Xuan Cheng replied in a muffled voice that he had fought with Song Qingshu. Although he tried it casually every time, he knew very well that the other party's martial arts were definitely not inferior to him.
If I answered that this person's swordsmanship was better than Song Qingshu, wouldn't he even be compared with himself?
With the master's cultivation, since I can't compare, I must be inseparable... Song Qingshu pretended to be disappointed.
Xuan Cheng's face became hot when he heard this, and he smiled embarrassedly, and didn't say anything else. Instead, Ren Yingying couldn't help but comfort him: Senior, don't be too rude to himself. Song... I have seen Qingshu's sword skills, and it's nowhere higher than you.
Song Qingshu didn't expect Ren Yingying to comfort her, and couldn't help laughing and crying. He made up his mind to never reveal his identity in front of her, otherwise he would know what shameful reaction she would have.
Zuo Lengchan suddenly sneered: Miss Ren is indeed worthy of being a demon sect. Ling Zun just informed the whole world of Jianghu about your marriage with Song Qingshu, but in a blink of an eye you were lying in another man's arms and talking bad things about your fiancé, hehe... Although he didn't finish his words, everyone understood what he meant and looked at the two with ambiguous eyes.
Ren Yingying's face turned cold: The surname Zuo, you are a master of your generation, but your mouth is full of dirty words.
I'm just telling the truth. Why, Ms. Ren herself knows that these behaviors are very dirty?Zuo Lengchan smiled sarcastically, accidentally affecting the injuries in his body, and he couldn't help coughing.
Noisy!
Seeing that Ren Yingying's body was trembling slightly, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be furious and stabbed Zuo Lengchan with a sword.
He grasped the timing of this move just right, just at the critical moment when Zuo Lengchan's injury occurred, so that Zuo Lengchan, a master of the generation, could not raise any power of resistance at this moment.
Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Zuo Lengchan's forehead, a gray shadow suddenly flashed, and Xu Zhu had already appeared beside him, using his hand as a knife, and suddenly slashed on the body of Chengying Sword.
A sound of metal and stone intersecting sounded in the air. Xu Zhu had successfully protected Zuo Lengchan behind him, looking at Song Qingshu several feet away and said: Donor, your opponent is me.
After saying that, he raised his hand and attacked him.
Song Qingshu frowned and held a person in his arms. He was indeed slower in his actions. He was actually rescued by Xu Zhu.
Seeing that there was a faint flow of true qi at the edge of the other party's palm, Song Qingshu did not dare to be careless. He had seen the power of Xu Zhu Beiming's true qi Qi Sword cutting the body at the Golden Snake Conference, which was no less than a real sword.
Both sides fought back and forth for more than ten rounds, and Xu Zhu's hand knife and Song Qingshu's sword did not really touch each other. Both sides often changed their moves immediately after halfway through the move. On the surface, it seemed to be a literary fight, but in fact it was extremely dangerous. If either side showed a flaw for a moment, it would inevitably lead to a thunder attack that the other party had been accumulating for a long time.
Zuo Lengchan, who was standing beside him, looked at him with a flash of eyes, and he thought in his heart: I have always come from the swordsmanship of the Five Mountains, and I thought there was only one Song Qingshu in the world, but who knew that an ordinary monk from Shaolin Temple actually had such achievements...
We must improve our strength as soon as possible. It seems that the plan to seize the Lin family’s evil-proof sword score must be advanced.
Seeing that the internal force attached to the sword was constantly being transformed by the Beiming true qi on Xu Zhu's hand, Song Qingshu sighed secretly. He had already understood Xu Zhu's intention. The reason why the other party used such a large internal force to force both parties to consume their internal force, because he had to suppress the cold poison for Ren Yingying, which would be extremely unfavorable to him.
Fang Zheng suddenly sighed: This donor, if you want to heal Miss Ren at the same time, the move will inevitably have an impact. This battle has been defeated but not won. If you trust me, give Miss Ren to me, and I will suppress the cold poison in her body.
Song Qingshu frowned and snorted coldly: The reason why she was injured before was because you took action to hold me back. Now I'm crying at the mouse and pretending to be merciful?
Miss Ren's injury was just an accident. Fang Zheng shook his head, let alone who was injured, everyone in the field could see clearly.
Zuo Lengchan also took the opportunity to help and said: Who in the world does not know that Master Fang Zheng is compassionate? You judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Do you think we don’t know what the idea is?
Song Qingshu just broke up Xu Zhu's offensive with one sword. He was stunned when he heard this: What can I do?
Zuo Lengchan laughed and said: This young lady Ren is a famous beauty in the world, and she is extremely noble on weekdays and looks down on men. She holds her in her arms as openly as you. There are not many opportunities like this, so how can you let go?
Ren Yingying's face turned red and white when she heard it. She couldn't help biting her lips and said: Senior, please let me go.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but frown: Miss Ren, can't you see what Fang Zheng was thinking?
Of course Yingying knew that this old monk suppressed the cold poison for me and took the opportunity to take me as a hostage.But what they said makes sense, not to mention that I already have a sweetheart, so it is not convenient for other men to always be held like this.
Ren Yingying lowered her head and her face turned slightly red.
Wuliang Tianzun, the little girl is neither willing to let the old monk save him nor the young man save him. I wonder if the little girl is willing to let the old Taoist save him.
A soft and mellow laugh suddenly came from the woods in the distance.
Thinking of being defeated by Song Qingshu over and over again, Xuan Cheng couldn't help but feel a sense of depression in his heart. He often treated Song Qingshu as an imaginary enemy in his spare time. He naturally knew the opponent's martial arts characteristics.
Since the fall of the Sword Saint Feng Qingyang, there are not many sword masters in this world who can attract his magical eyes.
Even Xuan Cheng felt a little dazed with the other party's sword just now, so his first reaction was Song Qingshu.
Hearing Xuan Cheng's cry, everyone in the audience suddenly looked different, Wu Yunzhu looked surprised, but Zuo Lengchan and others looked solemn.
Seeing that his delicate body in his arms suddenly became stiff, Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Could the master be the Golden Snake King who is so famous in the world recently?
His identity is sensitive and naturally he is unwilling to be exposed to the public, so he made up his mind to refuse to admit it.
Huh?Xuan Cheng was just a subconscious guess because the other party's swordsmanship was too subtle. Seeing that there was no flaw in the other party's tone, he was not sure for a moment.
I have heard that the Golden Snake King’s sword skills are superb, so I have always wanted to learn about it, but unfortunately I have always been reluctant to go... Song Qingshu sighed, his tone seemed to be full of regret. After a long time, the tone changed. After listening to the master’s tone, I must have seen his sword technique?
Song Qingshu boasted and didn't even blink, which really dispelled everyone's doubts. After all, with their experience in the world, no one would be so shameless. It's a pity that Song Qingshu came from later generations and did not take the rules in the world seriously.
Have seen it.Xuan Cheng replied with a dark face.
How did my sword technique just now compare to the Golden Snake King?A smile slowly appeared on Song Qingshu's face. Fortunately, he was blocked by the mask and there was no flaw just now.
Although your sword technique just now has some skills, it is far worse than the Golden Snake King.
Xuan Cheng replied in a muffled voice that he had fought with Song Qingshu. Although he tried it casually every time, he knew very well that the other party's martial arts were definitely not inferior to him.
If I answered that this person's swordsmanship was better than Song Qingshu, wouldn't he even be compared with himself?
With the master's cultivation, since I can't compare, I must be inseparable... Song Qingshu pretended to be disappointed.
Xuan Cheng's face became hot when he heard this, and he smiled embarrassedly, and didn't say anything else. Instead, Ren Yingying couldn't help but comfort him: Senior, don't be too rude to himself. Song... I have seen Qingshu's sword skills, and it's nowhere higher than you.
Song Qingshu didn't expect Ren Yingying to comfort her, and couldn't help laughing and crying. He made up his mind to never reveal his identity in front of her, otherwise he would know what shameful reaction she would have.
Zuo Lengchan suddenly sneered: Miss Ren is indeed worthy of being a demon sect. Ling Zun just informed the whole world of Jianghu about your marriage with Song Qingshu, but in a blink of an eye you were lying in another man's arms and talking bad things about your fiancé, hehe... Although he didn't finish his words, everyone understood what he meant and looked at the two with ambiguous eyes.
Ren Yingying's face turned cold: The surname Zuo, you are a master of your generation, but your mouth is full of dirty words.
I'm just telling the truth. Why, Ms. Ren herself knows that these behaviors are very dirty?Zuo Lengchan smiled sarcastically, accidentally affecting the injuries in his body, and he couldn't help coughing.
Noisy!
Seeing that Ren Yingying's body was trembling slightly, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be furious and stabbed Zuo Lengchan with a sword.
He grasped the timing of this move just right, just at the critical moment when Zuo Lengchan's injury occurred, so that Zuo Lengchan, a master of the generation, could not raise any power of resistance at this moment.
Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Zuo Lengchan's forehead, a gray shadow suddenly flashed, and Xu Zhu had already appeared beside him, using his hand as a knife, and suddenly slashed on the body of Chengying Sword.
A sound of metal and stone intersecting sounded in the air. Xu Zhu had successfully protected Zuo Lengchan behind him, looking at Song Qingshu several feet away and said: Donor, your opponent is me.
After saying that, he raised his hand and attacked him.
Song Qingshu frowned and held a person in his arms. He was indeed slower in his actions. He was actually rescued by Xu Zhu.
Seeing that there was a faint flow of true qi at the edge of the other party's palm, Song Qingshu did not dare to be careless. He had seen the power of Xu Zhu Beiming's true qi Qi Sword cutting the body at the Golden Snake Conference, which was no less than a real sword.
Both sides fought back and forth for more than ten rounds, and Xu Zhu's hand knife and Song Qingshu's sword did not really touch each other. Both sides often changed their moves immediately after halfway through the move. On the surface, it seemed to be a literary fight, but in fact it was extremely dangerous. If either side showed a flaw for a moment, it would inevitably lead to a thunder attack that the other party had been accumulating for a long time.
Zuo Lengchan, who was standing beside him, looked at him with a flash of eyes, and he thought in his heart: I have always come from the swordsmanship of the Five Mountains, and I thought there was only one Song Qingshu in the world, but who knew that an ordinary monk from Shaolin Temple actually had such achievements...
We must improve our strength as soon as possible. It seems that the plan to seize the Lin family’s evil-proof sword score must be advanced.
Seeing that the internal force attached to the sword was constantly being transformed by the Beiming true qi on Xu Zhu's hand, Song Qingshu sighed secretly. He had already understood Xu Zhu's intention. The reason why the other party used such a large internal force to force both parties to consume their internal force, because he had to suppress the cold poison for Ren Yingying, which would be extremely unfavorable to him.
Fang Zheng suddenly sighed: This donor, if you want to heal Miss Ren at the same time, the move will inevitably have an impact. This battle has been defeated but not won. If you trust me, give Miss Ren to me, and I will suppress the cold poison in her body.
Song Qingshu frowned and snorted coldly: The reason why she was injured before was because you took action to hold me back. Now I'm crying at the mouse and pretending to be merciful?
Miss Ren's injury was just an accident. Fang Zheng shook his head, let alone who was injured, everyone in the field could see clearly.
Zuo Lengchan also took the opportunity to help and said: Who in the world does not know that Master Fang Zheng is compassionate? You judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Do you think we don’t know what the idea is?
Song Qingshu just broke up Xu Zhu's offensive with one sword. He was stunned when he heard this: What can I do?
Zuo Lengchan laughed and said: This young lady Ren is a famous beauty in the world, and she is extremely noble on weekdays and looks down on men. She holds her in her arms as openly as you. There are not many opportunities like this, so how can you let go?
Ren Yingying's face turned red and white when she heard it. She couldn't help biting her lips and said: Senior, please let me go.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but frown: Miss Ren, can't you see what Fang Zheng was thinking?
Of course Yingying knew that this old monk suppressed the cold poison for me and took the opportunity to take me as a hostage.But what they said makes sense, not to mention that I already have a sweetheart, so it is not convenient for other men to always be held like this.
Ren Yingying lowered her head and her face turned slightly red.
Wuliang Tianzun, the little girl is neither willing to let the old monk save him nor the young man save him. I wonder if the little girl is willing to let the old Taoist save him.
A soft and mellow laugh suddenly came from the woods in the distance.
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