Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 288

"As long as I don't want to, no one can draw a sword in front of me!" Song Qingshu said lightly.

Yin Liting suddenly raised his head to look at Song Qingshu, only to see his nephew not far away in front of him, with a calm expression on his face, but he still saw his eyes inadvertently, it was that For a moment, Yin Liting was stunned.

What kind of eyes is that, it is a kind of eyes that are not benevolent, it is a kind of eyes that dominate the world, but what those eyes look at is not him, but the sword in his hand.

It seems that the sword cannot be unsheathed, not because there is something wrong with the expansion spring of the machine, but because Song Qingshu refuses to allow it!

Combined with what Song Qingshu said, Yin Liting suddenly understood.

So he put down the long sword in his hand, put it lightly on the stone steps, looked at Song Qingshu with his bare hands and asked, "What realm have you reached now?"

In fact, Yin Liting didn't know, how should he ask Song Qingshu, how many years he had cultivated internal energy?This is not accurate!How many people can he kill with one sword?It also cannot be used to measure combat power.So I can only vaguely ask a state.

Song Qingshu didn't speak, but gently raised a hand, and saw him pointing in front of him with both fingers and sword.

Hearing the sound of "cang clang", Yin Liting suddenly found that the saber he could not pull out just now had fallen into Song Qingshu's hands.

No, it was not in Song Qingshu's hands, but suspended in the air in front of Song Qingshu, spinning like a soldier waiting for the emperor's review.

Shaking!

This is Yin Liting's most intuitive feeling!
Then he sighed and said, "That's all! Your sixth uncle is embarrassing this time! In front of his nephew, he couldn't even pull out his sword. Telling it makes people laugh!"

Song Qingshu tapped the head of the sword lightly, and the long sword flew back into its sheath immediately, but the scabbard placed on the stone steps did not shake at all.

Song Qingshu stepped up the stone steps and continued to walk up the mountain.

When passing by Yin Liting again, I suddenly heard Yin Liting asking: "Your third uncle... your third uncle is in your hands, can you go through three tricks?!"

Song Qingshu chuckled and said, "There won't be any changes."

After hearing this, Yin Liting raised his mouth suddenly, patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, Sixth Uncle will accompany you to meet Yu Daiyan!"

He said this on his lips, but in fact he had other plans in his heart.

Fortunately, no one saw my fight with Qingshu just now, even if I made a fool of myself, no one would know, but if the third brother makes a fool of himself later, hehe, I will be the witness!Hahaha!
Yin Liting smiled in his heart, and his face was full of joy.

So he patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder and said, "Good boy! Let's go!"

How could Song Qingshu not know Yin Liting's thoughts, but he didn't take it seriously, since the sixth uncle wanted to see the third uncle's jokes, then he should watch it, anyway, it was the third uncle who asked for it.

So he held Yin Liting's arm with his backhand, Yin Liting was taken aback, but didn't know what he was going to do.

But at the next moment, a huge wind pressure suddenly hit, Yin Liting felt as if he had fallen from a cliff, the skin on his face was wrinkled by the blowing, and there was a faint feeling of suffocation between his chest and lungs.That's a sign of shortness of breath.

Before he could react, he found that the environment around him suddenly returned to normal. When he looked up again, he saw Yu Daiyan sitting on the mountain path, looking at him in surprise.

It was only then that Yin Liting realized that it was Song Qingshu who brought him up the mountain just now, and it was only because of his speed that he felt uncomfortable.

Yin Liting touched his stomach, feeling a little twitchy, so he sat down on the side of the road, waved his hands to Yu Daiyan and said, "Third brother, this kid is so crazy, you have to teach him a lesson!"

After speaking, he pretended to expend a lot of energy, and sat there panting for breath.

Yu Daiyan looked at Song Qingshu in amazement, and opened his mouth to ask: "You kid, can you tire your sixth uncle like that?"

Song Qingshu said helplessly: "Third Uncle, how are you going to weigh me?"

Yu Daiyan saw that Song Qingshu said it happily, but he himself was not embarrassed to think that the big bullying the small was disrespectful, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, it seems that your sixth uncle failed to survive the three tricks!"

Yin Liting cursed secretly in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to shake his hands and did not speak.

Seeing this, Yu Daiyan thought he had a general understanding of his nephew's kung fu. Even for him, it would be quite difficult for him to win Yin Liting within three moves. It can be seen that Song Qingshu's kung fu is different from his current self. The difference is not big.

So he said: "Your third uncle and I have been feeling the rising and setting of the sun recently. This [Nine Suns Manual] suddenly became a trick! I even comprehended a move, but I don't know how powerful it is. It just so happened that you came back. Then let me give you a try! Anyway, you are going to be on the top of the light, so you will definitely not reject me!"

Song Qingshu shook his head, and said to Yu Daiyan: "In that case, third uncle, come here!"

Yu Daiyan said loudly: "Be careful!"

As he said that, he saw his feet stepping steadily, then he clenched his right hand and slowly raised it, and then raised it above his head, standing straight three inches above his head.

Song Qingshu's eyes were fixed on the fist, and at first he could tell it was a hand, but the moment Yu Daiyan raised that fist above his head, the fist in Song Qingshuwen's eyes changed.

The fist is gone!

But suddenly there was an extra round of sun on the spot, just like rising from the horizon in the early morning, the sun was orange-red, shaped like a place.

Then slowly, the sun was pulled up from the ground level.

Unlike the real sun that rises little by little, the sun in Song Qingshu's eyes suddenly shines brightly.

The next moment, the bright sun moved, as if the sky couldn't bear it anymore, the sun suddenly pressed down on Song Qingshu with a destructive aura.

At this moment, Song Qingshu could even feel the scorching heat and gushing, as if he wanted to melt himself completely.

The next moment, a blue long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The long sword was plain but extremely sharp.

I saw the long sword trembling slightly, then flew out of Song Qingshu's hand, and stabbed directly at the big sun.

But it was soon covered by the rays of the great sun, and was never seen again.

The big day was still pressing down all over the sky, as if he didn't want to give Song Qingshu too much time, it had already come before his face in the blink of an eye.

It is even less than an inch from the tip of Song Qingshu's nose.

But it just happened that this one inch length has become a natural moat in this great day.

I don't know when, in the middle of the big sun, there is a touch of blue color suddenly, although the blue color is thin, it is hard to ignore.

The cyan color divides the entire great sun into two, generally going up to the sky and generally entering the earth.

The next moment, a blue long sword flew back to Song Qingshu's hand in a whirl.

When Song Qingshu looked at it again, there was no big day, there was only one palm, less than an inch away from the door in front of him, and on the palm of that palm, a bright red bloodstain suddenly appeared, and it was slowly oozing out drops of blood beads.

It turns out that the big sun is Yu Daiyan's palm, the fist is the rising sun, and the sun is the palm.

Yu Daiyan frowned slightly, and looked at his palm in disbelief, while Yin Liting on the side was always watching the movements of the two of them.

Just now, he watched Yu Daiyan clenched his right hand and raised it above his head, and then opened his fist suddenly. The five fingers were like the rays of the sun, shining on the sky, on the earth, and on every person under the sun. people.

Yin Liting looked at the palm and felt as if he was about to die.

Then seeing that Song Qingshu didn't move, Yu Daiyan's palm was cut suddenly, and Yin Liting no longer had the feeling of shaking his mind before.

He walked quickly to Yu Daiyan's side, looked at the bloodstains on Yu Daiyan's palm, couldn't help but chuckled, and said, "It's okay third brother, there is nothing that can stimulate people's potential more than repeated defeats and battles!"

Yu Daiyan frowned and looked at him, and asked, "How many tricks did you use just now?"

Yin Liting smiled proudly, straightened his body and said, "I can't even draw a sword!"

Seeing him uttering such shameless words in the most powerful and domineering manner, Yu Daiyan suddenly felt furious.

The two have colluded with each other, it depends on my joke!

Yu Daiyan thought in his heart, and cursed: "Lao Liu, you are a bit of a mother!"

Yin Liting patted him on the shoulder and said: "We asked for this!"

"What now?"

"Of course it's to see the second brother's joke!"

"You are really smart!"

"Go!"

(End of this chapter)