I became an NPC in Wuxia Paradise

Chapter 63 The Enemy Is Unusual This Time

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Facing the oncoming blade, Song Qing subconsciously wanted to retreat, avoiding its edge first.

But as soon as he took half a step back, his small eyes narrowed.

Although the shapes of knives and swords are different, they are essentially short weapons for killing people, and many of them are similar.

The Wudang School is famous for its swordsmanship. Under the influence of this environment, he has studied swordsmanship for many years, and he has some experience of his own.

After being frightened by the sudden attack of the two, as a leader among the three generations of disciples, he quickly saw the problem.

Although the pair of men and women struck quickly, he didn't feel any subtle back move in the knife that was coming straight at it.

"So it's at this level?"

Song Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Sneak attack, generally use your strongest killing move, pay attention to the one-hit sure enemy, otherwise it will just waste the opportunity.

In other words, this time is the most skillful time, and you can easily see through a person's details!
He was still somewhat worried about the martial arts of these two people, he dared to fight against Wudang and the Beggars' Gang, no matter what he had to have some ability.

Now the two of them attacked him with only third-rate sword skills, and Song Qing felt that the other party was the kind of nosy but incompetent rich kid.

This can also be judged from the bearded man just now, who called the woman Miss.

"Hmph, you thought you could kill me with a sneak attack? What a fantasy!"

With a sneer in his heart, Song Qing's retreating figure stopped suddenly.

Not to mention two people like this, even if there are three or four, he can clean them up easily!
Spotting the flaw in the saber technique, Song Qing raised the long sword in his hand and stabbed straight at the wrists of the two of them.

The martial arts he uses is the advanced swordsmanship of the Wudang sect that he is best at, the Shenmen Thirteen Swords!
This set of swordsmanship is named after it is specially designed to stab the Shenmen point on the wrist. It can make the palm of the sword unable to hold the weapon. It can be said to be the nemesis of those who use weapons.

When the two people's knives were removed, wouldn't it be up to him to decide whether to kill or cut them?

If it was just an ordinary kid from a rich family, he would kill him if he killed them. Who told these two people to join forces with the devil sect? He is punishing evil and promoting good by sitting like this.

It's just that it's not far from Handan, the capital of Zhao State, and he was worried that the woman's identity might not be from the royal family of Zhao State, or after a high-ranking official.

If this is killed, it will inevitably cause some unnecessary troubles for the Wudang faction.

It's not too late to make a decision after being captured and asked about his identity.

Song Qing's mind turned quickly, he thought a lot, and his analysis in all aspects was quite in place.

Usually in the sect, he is called Little Zhuge by many juniors, and he himself has always been proud of it.

It's just that this little Zhuge didn't know that what he was facing today was not an ordinary person, but two people whose martial arts were much higher than him.

More importantly, one is a player, and the other is a fake player wearing an NPC skin. This is not an existence that can be measured by common sense!
Seeing the contempt in Song Qing's eyes, Wang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly.

He didn't have the most familiar Xuanbingmian palm, but chose the half-baked blood demon sword technique, thinking that he would confuse the opponent.

Come pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger... Oh, no, it should be said to eat a pig. Song Qing's strength is not qualified to be a tiger.

Originally, I thought that the other party would not be so easy to believe, let alone one or two tricks, but I didn't expect this person to be hooked so easily.

Just thinking about it like this, Wang Wei didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, instead he cheered up.

If he can show his weakness to the enemy, so can others, but he can't capsize in the gutter and be pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger by Song Qing!

As for whether Nightingale clearly understood this, he didn't know and didn't care.

Or it could be said that he cared about something different, for example, what he expected was that Nightingale was careless, but was killed by Song Qing instead...

Can Nightingale's chance of resurrection be reduced by one time, and he can get acquainted with Ren Wanxin again. Is there a more perfect ending than this?
Unfortunately, there is always an existence called skinny that stands between expectations and reality.

When Wang Wei caught sight of Nightingale from the corner of his eyes, it was just when Song Qing was about to cut her wrist with a long sword.

But Nightingale's right hand holding the knife suddenly twisted strangely like a swimming snake, and at the same time blocked Song Qing's long sword!

when!
Amidst the sound of metal intersecting made by the clash of swords, Nightingale shouted: "Kill!"

Although Wang Wei was surprised at what kind of skill Nightingale did just now, he knew better what he needed to do.

Without Nightingale's reminder, seeing that Song Qing was blocked and unable to take care of this side in a short time, Wang Wei let go of the right hand that was originally holding the knife and let the simple knife in his hand fall.

In Song Qing's horrified eyes, his right palm was fiercely imprinted on his heart, and icy true energy gushed out!

Xuanbing cotton palm!

puff!
Song Qing let out a muffled snort, clutching his chest and taking a few steps backwards.

From Nightingale and Wang Wei's attack to Song Qing's defeat, all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

It was only when Song Qing stood firm that the Wudang disciples who came with him came to their senses.

"Brother!"

Several Wudang disciples exclaimed.

Two of them, who had a fairly good relationship with Song Qing, ran over in a hurry.

But before they got there, Song Qing spat out a mouthful of blood.

Under the sunlight, you can see many sparkling red ice shards in the blood!
Seeing this situation, Song Qing showed shock on his pale face.

Others may not be familiar with it, but as Gu Qingyun's disciple, he is very clear about the martial arts that can produce this effect.

Know who will use him better!

Song Qing raised his trembling hand and pointed at the bearded man: "You, you are Wei..."

It's just that before he finished speaking, his body was about to go limp to the ground.

Fortunately, the two Wudang disciples who came running arrived in time to support Song Qing, so that he would not have a close contact with the ground.

"Brother, you... um? Brother? Brother!"

When the two disciples heard what Song Qing was going to say just now, they wanted to ask, but halfway through the conversation they realized that something was wrong.

Song Qing lowered his head and was silent. After sniffing, he realized that the person was dead!
They had seen Song Qing being hit in the chest by a palm before, and they thought that with Wudang's heart protection, they should be able to relieve a lot of force, at most, they would just suffer some internal injuries.

Why do people die?
How did these disciples know that Song Qing's heart was hit hard by Xuan Bingmian's palm, that is to say, Wudang School's inner strength is exquisite and mysterious, and he has also studied it for many years, so it's just that he didn't die immediately.

But as soon as he spoke under excitement, his tone lost, and he left immediately.

"Brother!"

The two Wudang disciples wailed while hugging Song Qing's body.

Hearing this movement, the other Wudang disciples who were still surrounding Yeying and Wang Wei turned pale with fright. They didn't care about other things and ran towards Song Qing one after another.

This caused a huge gap in the originally tight siege.

Shi Long realized something was wrong right away, and hurriedly shouted to stop those Wudang disciples, telling them to stabilize and not move around.

But before he could make a sound, the seriously injured Ren Wanxin was already being carried by the young woman.

Together with the bearded man, he rushed out along the gap revealed after the Wudang sect disciples left, and ran towards the forest beside the road.

Shi Long frowned, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop him.

He knew that he and Song Qing were not the same in strength, and now that Song Qing was dead, the group of Wudang disciples had lost their sense of proportion, and it seemed that they couldn't be dispatched.

Without the absolute advantage in numbers, he didn't think he could stop them with only a few disciples from the Beggar Gang.

He saw the cleanness of the palm that killed Song Qing just now.

But seeing that the duck with its beak was about to be snatched away, how could Shi Long give in?
"what!"

Suddenly thinking of something, Shi Long quickly took out a ringing arrow from his waist and threw it into the air forcefully.

call out!
A sharp sound went straight into the sky!
(End of this chapter)