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Chapter 1135

Song Qingshu turned around and asked Song Yuanqiao to make a move first.

Song Yuanqiao didn't hesitate at all, and the first move was to stab Song Qingshu's chest directly. Song Qingshu also played the fierce and strange style of evil swordsmanship, which made Song Yuanqiao flustered.

But after all, Song Yuanqiao has profound skills, coupled with his rich experience, after a set of sword techniques, he can clearly resist Song Qingshu's evil sword technique.

Comparatively speaking, Song Qingshu's skill is much worse than that of Song Yuanqiao. Even if Zeng Yunfeng improved Song Qingshu's martial arts by a large margin with a quick method, in terms of skill, Zeng Yunfeng has no way to make him improve rapidly.

Song Qingshu held the sword in his hand, felt the sword in his hand vibrating constantly, and the tiger's mouth was slightly numb. Wudang swordsmanship was dense and continuous, and Song Qingshu became more and more frightened as he fought.

Zhao Min said in Zhang Wuji's ear: "You should rest assured now, your master uncle has profound skills, Song Qingshu seems to be difficult to resist, even if his sword moves are strange, but it is only a matter of a moment. After Bo is not familiar with Song Qingshu's moves, Song Qingshu is already at a disadvantage!"

On the other hand, Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Qingshu with brilliance in his eyes. He really didn't expect Song Qingshu to have such a talent for swordsmanship, and he could fight evenly with his father, the long-established hero Song Yuanqiao.

You must know that Miejue Shitai praised Song Yuanqiao all the time.

Zhang Zhenren of the Wudang faction is already over a hundred years old, and he is at the same level as Guo Xiang, almost equivalent to Zhou Zhiruo's ancestors, while Song Yuanqiao is basically at the same level as Miejue Shitai.

Even if this is the case, it is enough to show that Song Qingshu's martial arts are now at the top level in the Jianghu.

Who can't see the situation on the field?
Seeing this moment, Yu Lianzhou shook her head, "Oh, what a trick of the world, such a talented child as Qing Shu, actually went astray, otherwise he must be the third generation head of Wudang!"

Yin Liting also echoed and said: "There is still room for things, I feel that I need to let the elder brother think about how to get Qingshu back into the sect."

"After all, what happened to the seventh brother can't be entirely blamed on Qingshu!"

"Hey!" Wudang Yu Lianzhou sighed again, "But only the elder brother can decide this matter. After all, this is his family business. I'm afraid he won't be able to overcome this hurdle in his heart."

In terms of martial arts, among the disciples of Wudang sect under Zhang Sanfeng, Yu Lianzhou is the head, followed by Song Yuanqiao, but Yu Lianzhou himself is indifferent and doesn't like to be in charge of secular affairs, so when Zhang Sanfeng is retreating, the Wudang sect is headed by Song Yuanqiao.

"Song Qingshu is really cruel and merciless. For Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu doesn't care about the relationship between father and son at all." Zhao Min said.

"I don't think so. Although his moves are fierce and he tried his best, none of them are killer moves. It seems that his purpose is just to consume the master's internal strength so that he can't compete in the next match." Zhang Wuji shook his head.

"You Zhang Dajiao is a very good person, so you think everyone is as good as you imagine!" Zhao Min said angrily.

"Hope I'm not mistaken.""

Looking at the field again, it is now in full swing, and everyone can no longer see clearly the swordplay between Song Yuanqiao and Song Qingshu, and can only hear the clanging sounds and the dancing figures.

Song Qingshu landed on the wall with a light light kung fu, and Song Yuanqiao Ti Yunzong followed closely, and the two started fighting on the wall of Shaolin Temple, which was nearly a hundred feet away.

At this time, Song Qingshu exerted all his strength, and everyone felt that the long sword in his hand was like a thunderbolt of silver light, and then saw that the long sword in Song Yuanqiao's hand was cut off with a snap, and the sword head was directly inserted into the trunk of a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree nearby. among.

"Blue Book!"

"Senior Brother Song!"

Song Qingshu's sword barely stopped on Song Yuanqiao's neck. Everyone exclaimed that Song Yuanqiao was about to be killed by Song Qingshu, but at that moment, Song Qingshu hesitated, and his sword did not move.

And Song Yuanqiao was also shocked, he didn't expect Song Qingshu, a rebellious son, to have such skill.

But what everyone doesn't know is that the long sword in Song Qingshu's hand is one of the magical weapons made by Qianjitang of the Beggar Clan, and it is slightly weaker than the Yitian Sword. Compared with the ordinary saber of the Wudang School, it can It can be regarded as a sharp weapon for cutting gold and cutting hair.

Song Qingshu was still a little dazed, why his father's sword was cut off by him with a single blow, and it was normal for Song Yuanqiao's sword to be cut off by Song Qingshu in the scorching fight just now, but right here After hesitating, Song Yuanqiao stepped forward.

Everyone could only hear three muffled bangs, Song Qingshu was beaten back by Song Yuanqiao one after another, Song Qingshu received the three palms hard with his chest, his feet stopped slightly, and the floor tiles on the ground immediately sank.

But now, behind Song Qingshu is the wall of Shaolin Temple, he has no way to retreat, and then Song Yuanqiao moved forward with both hands together, and hit Song Qingshu's waist with both palms.

Song Qingshu only felt a shocking force coming from his waist, and his body unconsciously backed up and squeezed into the wall behind him. Hearing a crash, the wall of Shaolin Temple was directly pushed down a huge gap. swirling.

At the moment when Song Qingshu was about to fall, Song Qingshu slammed his right palm on the ground, and his whole body immediately flew up, but Song Yuanqiao didn't hesitate at all, and followed his footsteps with both palms chasing Song Qingshu , and hit Song Qingshu's left chest three times in succession.

Song Qingshu couldn't hold on any longer, his whole body flew like a flying top and fell heavily to the ground, a mouthful of blood unconsciously gushed out of his mouth.

Song Yuanqiao was so powerful that he didn't forgive anyone, and the palm in his hand went straight to Song Qingshu's throat.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

"Master!"

Wudang Yu Lianzhou and Wudang Yin Liting all exclaimed.

A son killing his father is treasonous, father killing his son is extremely cruel, if Song Yuanqiao slaps him down, he will regret it for the rest of his life, you must know that Song Yuanqiao has no other sons but this one seedling.

Zhou Dian also watched Song Yuanqiao's palm go straight towards Song Qingshu in front of him. At this moment, there was a whistling in the sky.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time, Ying Wugou is late!"

Everyone saw two figures descending from the sky, and two heavy bangs fell into everyone's ears. The earth that was stepped on the floor tiles of Shaolin Temple flew, and the bricks and stones collapsed. Zeng Yunfeng and Zhu'er fell to the ground heavily.

And they landed in the middle of Song Yuanqiao and Song Qingshu. Seeing this scene, everyone in the martial arts forest was as quiet as a chilling cicada.

Everyone couldn't imagine the shock in their hearts when Ying Wugou fell from the sky.

In the Shaolin Temple Lion Slaying Conference, although everyone showed various martial arts tricks frequently, and the marvelousness of it also made everyone admire, but when it comes to the real shock, nothing is more shocking than this falling from the sky.

Yang Buhui whispered in Yin Liting's ear, "Sixth brother, could this be the Flying Dragon in the Sky that descended from the sky with the move of the Beggar Clan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Yin Liting shook his head, and Yu Lianzhou next to him also said: "I don't think so, I've never heard that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can jump so high, and the tallest around this place is the Drum Tower, they can't hide so much from us The master leaps into the sky."

"We didn't see him just now. Ying Wugou and the woman clearly fell from the sky. Even my master probably didn't have the skill to do so."

But Zhu'er, who was squatting on the ground next to Zhang Wuji, couldn't say a word, because her body was shaking and her blood was surging.

Looking at Zhang Wuji, who is next to the old god who is bowing to fellow martial artists, Zhu'er wished that his teeth would be crushed.

At the same time, she also compared the gap between herself and Ying Wugou in her heart.

Others don't know, Zhu'er is too clear, landing from a height of several hundred feet, she has used all her strength and skill to slow down the speed, but at the moment of landing, even if she used the beggar's effort to unload force, it still caused The floor tiles of Shaolin Temple were all broken, and even she herself was slightly injured.

The moment it landed, it produced a huge power, but it shocked everyone.

"My martial arts comrades are polite, Ying Wugou is late!" Ying Wugou clasped his arms in a circle.

People from Shaolin Temple, Wudang Sect, Emei Sect and other sects, including the Beggars' Clan, were also dumbfounded.

Seeing Ying Wugou bowing his hands to him indifferently, the heads of many martial arts sects also bowed their hands in return, but the shock in his heart couldn't go away for a while.

The smoke and dust in the arena hadn't settled yet, Ying Wugou slapped the dust in front of his nose with his hand, and exerted all his strength, everyone felt a wave of air coming, and the dust in the arena was suddenly shaken, blowing everyone It blows everyone's beard and hair, and then suddenly shrinks.

Zeng Yunfeng stood up with luck, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'm sorry, the dust is everywhere, everyone forgive me!"

"Master Ying is polite!" Xian Yutong was the first to stand up and said.

"It really amazes me to see Gang Leader Ying's unrivaled martial arts skills. The Lion Slaying Conference is well worth it!" Xian Yutong flattered, while He Taichong also cupped his hands and said, "Hey, Gang Leader Ying is too much of a guest Don't worry, I won't worry if I wait for a while."

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