Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start.

"Quan Zhen Sect!!"

The sounds of the four girls Youlan Zhuya gnashing their teeth sounded.

This formation was from the Central Plains, but now it was being used against the Central Plains. How could they not hate it.

"Robbing it." Yang Xue shook his head slightly when he saw the four girls of Youlan Zhuya acting like this.

"I have heard some fragments about the Yuan Dynasty's entry into the Central Plains, but there are no records of those things."

"At that time, Xiangyang City was destroyed, and most of the Central Plains martial arts community gathered there. The Yuanshi martial arts community attacked all the major sects and major forces at that time."

"The Quanzhen Sect bore the brunt of the attack at that time."

"At that time, many sects in the Central Plains disappeared, and martial arts classics were looted. Although the Quanzhen Sect fiercely resisted and finally set fire to the library, a lot of martial arts was still lost."

"The Big Dipper array was probably lost at that time."

When Jing Bufan and others saw Yang Xue talking about the past, Yuan Qing said, "Yes."

"The Quanzhen Sect's battle was indeed fierce. This formation was stolen from them."

"Yuanshi has not taken action against the Quanzhen Sect since that time. It is an explanation for the original situation. We did not expect the Quanzhen Church to be so tough at the time."

Song Qingshu and others did not respond, but looked at the battlefield in the distance.

The martial arts world was defeated and various sects were robbed. This was a normal and inevitable process.

Some people may not care, but many people do. Even if the senior management wants to stop it, there is no reason to stop it.

Countless people have sacrificed their lives in martial arts battles, and there must be some reward.

As for the decline of the Quanzhen Sect, they knew a little bit about it. The Quanzhen Sect and Yuanshi had been living in peace in recent years.

There is no way to evaluate whether it is right or wrong.

In the field.

After Yuanshi formed a large formation, the pressure on Qi Mu and others was almost pressing step by step.

This time also showed the power of the Wudang Zhenwu Seven Interception Formation. Even when faced with the formed Big Dipper Formation, Qi Mu and others did not succumb.

Seven swords comparable to the Yitian Sword, plus the Yitian Sword played a key role.

These eight swords are all sharp weapons. As long as Yuanshi's long sword comes into contact, it must be protected by Gang Qi, which is consumption.

This has evolved into a protracted battle. It seems that they are evenly matched, but in fact Qi Mu and others are at a disadvantage.

Qi Mu and others have no initiative, and their ability to defend depends entirely on these eight swords.

Time passed little by little, and the battlefield continued to expand. Yuanshi wanted to block the scope of activities of Qi Mu and others, so Qi Mu and others chose to expand.

The plains that were once covered with weeds now have numerous potholes, and the green lawns have become barren.

"Do you think it is really necessary to continue the fight?" Jing Bufan turned to look at Song Qingshu and said in a calm voice.

Whether he, Song Qingshu, or others, at their level of strength, they can already see the final result.

It is true that Qi Mu and others are powerful, and they are also very powerful in actual combat, but the thirteen people who practice the Long Snake Sutra in Yuanshi are not just ordinary people.

If Yuanshi can use them as trump cards, they must have been trained since childhood.

"There were more than 40 people who practiced the Long Snake Sutra at first, but in the end only thirteen people were left."

"Saiki and others have been on the verge of life and death until now, and so are these people."

Jing Bufan seemed to want to break Song Qingshu's fantasy with his words.

He didn't want to fight to the death. No matter whether it was the thirteen members of Yuanshi or Qi Mu and others, it was good for everyone to be alive.

Both sides should leave some room for retreat and some trump cards.

The snipe and the clam are competing for the fisherman's profit. If the Zhongyuan Wulin and the Yuanshi Wulin fight too fiercely, other martial arts will take the opportunity to take action, which is not good for both parties.

"I can't persuade them." Song Qingshu leaned against the tree and sighed. He understood what Jing Bufan meant, but he really couldn't persuade Qi Mu and others because of their personalities.

If he really had no trump card, he would take action, but now Qi Mu and others have expectations in their hearts.

As long as Zhang Wuji comes over, the situation of the battle will be reversed.

When the thirteen people who practiced the Long Snake Sutra in Yuanshi just took action, he saw the details.

This is also a group of masters who dare to risk their lives. The training method is similar to the Xiangxi inheritance and raising Gu.

"It seems you have hidden tricks." Jing Bufan narrowed his eyes when he saw Song Qingshu acting like this.

He and Song Qingshu have been rivals for a long time, and he understands Song Qingshu's character.

Song Qingshu would never watch Qi Mu and others being abolished. Even if they were abolished, it would be Song Qingshu who did it, not an outsider.

Song Qingshu cares more about the lives of Qi Mu and others than face or anything else.

"One thing, but I'm not sure. I can consider your conditions, but not now, we have to wait." Song Qingshu didn't hide it at this time.

Jing Bufan is not a common person, and he can guess many things even if he doesn't tell them.

"Zhang Wuji!" Yuan Qing and Yuan Zhe blurted out these three words.

In this current situation, Qi Mu and others are not retreating. The only one who wants to break the situation is the elusive Zhang Wuji.

As for Mr. Zhang, they will not consider it. Even if Mr. Zhang is here, they will not interfere in this matter. At most, they will stop.

The older generation has the pride of the older generation, bottom line.

"We have never known Zhang Wuji's whereabouts. It seems that you have planned it for a long time." Jing Bufan thought of this when he saw Song Qingshu's refusal.

This round...the only one who can break it is Zhang Wuji.

Even the Shaolin disciples who left before were definitely not enough for him.

"Even if you really hide Zhang Wuji, do you really think it can be broken?"

"Zhang Wuji's strength is indeed good. I think it would be fine if there was a Holy Fire Token, but now the Holy Fire Token has been replaced by a sword."

"Disaster……"

"It's just a tie at best, so why bother?"

Song Qingshu looked at the doubtful looks of everyone in Yuan Chamber and smiled slightly: "Isn't it bad to have a draw?"

"Destroying Zhang Wuji, or Zhang Wuji being seriously injured, isn't that the outcome you want?"

"Just like what you said, Brother Jing, that boy is too young. Going to Guangmingding will be troublesome. It would be better for my grandpa, the White-browed Eagle King, to preside over it, right?"

Jing Bufan smiled and said nothing. He didn't know whether Song Qingshu's words were true or false, and he didn't care whether they were true or false.

Things have reached this situation, and everything depends on strength.

The others in the Yuan room didn't say anything more, looking towards the battlefield in the distance.

Whether it's Qi Mu and the others, or Zhang Wuji, in the end it all depends on the outcome of the fight.

Both sides maintained their previous tacit understanding and neither made any comments or suggestions on the battle in the field. Everything depended on the individuals in the field.

The silence of everyone under the big tree and the fierce battle not far away formed a sharp contrast.

The top players seemed to have become spectators.

Top experts are so calm, but other places are not so calm.

The moment the war started here, the arrangements on the Central Plains side began to move.

Chang Yuchun and Xu Da led the Mingjiao's Five Elements Banner army to dispatch, with an incomparably huge momentum, heading straight towards this side.

The guards and cities of the Yuan Dynasty along the way were ignored. The goal was extremely clear. The Yuan Dynasty army... Wang Baobao.

The huge sound of horse hooves and the huge army caused countless people to give way, with countless guesses in their hearts.