Martial Arts: My Song Qingshu Opening Crime of Pride template

The Holy Spirit Sword Method in his hand killed one hundred and eight Tianchi killers to only twelve left, and for a while the scenery was infinite, but unfortunately he lost to a nameless genius who made strange moves at that time, and after that, he retired to the rivers and lakes and never appeared in front of people again.

Wudang, Song Yuanqiao looked at the last disciple who sent the letter back, his fingers tapping on the tabletop.

“The letter was delivered? What was the reaction of the various factions? ”

“Back to the leader, there was no big reaction, I just accepted the invitation and sent the disciple out.”

Song Yuanqiao nodded and waved his hand to let the disciple go down and rest.

“The calmer it is, the bigger the wind and waves behind it, and I don’t know what will happen on the day of the ceremony, are you ready?”

The Wudang Seven Heroes behind 270 had excited looks on their faces.

“Of course, senior brother, you still don’t worry about our affairs, everything that should be prepared has been prepared, and everything that should be arranged is also ready.”

“Yes, there are also disciples arranged around Wudang, and any wind and grass around Wudang will not escape our sight at that time.”

Song Yuanqiao nodded in satisfaction, stood at the door of the hall, and looked away.

“The general trend of the world has been clear, and it depends on how I Wudang takes the recruitment.”

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The general trend of the world is by no means uneven and uneven, and people do not suffer from the few but suffer from inequality.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed, and at this time, there were only three days before Zhang Sanfeng’s 100th birthday.

In the back mountain of Wudang, a disciple walked to Zhang Sanfeng’s side breathlessly.

“Whew, Master! The acting head told you to take Mowgli and Senior Brother down the mountain, and there are only three days before your 100th birthday. ”

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand weakly.

“Okay, I see, you go down.”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhang Wuji, who was venting on the side, and showed a satisfied look.

This Wuji’s talent was much better than his father’s, and he had already cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill to Xiaocheng in just three months.

Just five days ago, Zhang Sanfeng also handed over Pure Yang Wuji Gong to him, and at this time, he was purifying the internal force in his body according to the Pure Yang Wuji Gong’s Tuna Heart Method (CBEG). (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Turning his head to look to the other side, Song Qingshu was standing on the edge of the cliff, his two hands constantly changing his handprints, and sword qi burst out like thunder.

This technique is the Six Veins Divine Sword.

However, Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes looking at Song Qingshu were not gratified, but fearful.

This demon ah, in just two months, he has learned all the skills of Wudang.

The most terrifying thing is not to learn, but as long as you learn, you will be able to learn everything, which is completely comparable to others who have practiced for many years.

This matter also deeply hit Zhang Sanfeng, his hundred years old, although he is more proficient in these stunts, but he didn’t read it once, and he could get through it once.

These two months have brought deep damage to his soul.

Song Qingshu, who was serious in cultivation, naturally did not feel the resentful eyes behind him, but just kept pondering the sword qi bursting out in his hand.

This six-pulse divine sword is indeed a peerless exercise, and in the original world, Duan Yu only learned a one-handed sword, and he is now proficient in both hands.

Even the sword qi that was shot out had a majestic momentum.

Slowly put away his internal strength, turned around and saw Zhang Sanfeng, and couldn’t help but smile bitterly and said.

“Master, you have been looking at me like this for more than a month, when is it a head.”