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And Song Qingshu's figure took advantage of this strength to shoot towards Zhao Min even faster.

Zhao Min's expression remained unchanged, he pressed the lever in the folding fan, and a puff of colorless poisonous smoke shot straight at Song Qingshu.

The next second, the dust settled.

Song Qingshu's right hand firmly clasped Zhao Min's throat, and with a little force, his throat bone could be crushed.

The battle between Luzhangke and the three Mingjiao soldiers also stopped.

All eyes were on Song Qingshu and Zhao Min.

"Should I call you Min Minte Moore, or should I call you Princess Zhao Min?"

There was a faint smile on Song Qingshu's face. At this time, Zhao Min was in his hands, and the initiative had already fallen into his hands.

Zhao Min looked directly at Song Qingshu, who was close at hand, and his lips and teeth were fragrant: "Then should I call you the successor of Zhenwu Sword, or should I call you Song Qingshu and Song Shaoxia!"

"I didn't expect Song Shaoxia to be able to ignore the poison of Shixiang Ruanjin Powder. It's so powerful."

Song Qingshu was not fooled by Zhao Min's harmless and beautiful appearance, this is definitely a poisonous rose.

If you are confused by her, you will die without knowing how.

"Also ask the princess to let your soldiers leave the city!"

The strength in his hand gradually increased, and Song Qingshu said indifferently: "Otherwise, if Song gets nervous and hurts the princess, it will be bad."

"You all go out! Master Lu can just stay."

Zhao Min didn't have the slightest awareness of being a prisoner, and he had a bright smile on his face: "It's rare to meet a student of the Wudang School. This county mainly talks to him."

Under Zhao Min's order, hundreds of Mongolian soldiers all withdrew from outside Danyang Town.

But they didn't leave, but stationed there, as soon as there was a change, they would rush in immediately.

It is worth mentioning that after the Mongolian soldiers left, the townspeople who were taken away by Zhao Min were also released.

There were no flogging scars as imagined on their bodies.

Apparently, Zhao Min only threatened these townspeople verbally, and did not actually resort to brutal torture.

In other words, Zhao Min was too proud, thinking that words and mental speculation alone would be enough to conquer these townspeople.

There is no need to use torture to deepen the hatred of these townspeople.

On the contrary, if torture is not used, it may be possible to gain some gratitude from this group of townspeople, which will help in future governance.

Zhao Min, a cross-generational 'psychologist', might really understand some of the principles of Stockholm Syndrome!

This scene also made Song Qingshu pay more attention to the importance of Zhao Min as an opponent.

This woman is not easy!

Chapter 18

"They're gone, Song Shaoxia can let me go!"

Even though he was imprisoned, Zhao Min still didn't have any fear on his face, instead he was talking and laughing happily, very relaxed.

Song Qingshu didn't take it lightly, he sealed Zhao Min's acupuncture points and let Li Wuwang and Deng Wu'an watch.

"Song Qingshu, are you Wudang faction planning to rebel?"

Lu Zhangke stared at Song Qingshu with cold eyes, and a big hat fell off his head and face.

Obviously, the Xuanming faction has always been hostile to the Wudang faction.

Now that Song Qingshu is holding Zhao Min hostage, Lu Zhangke hopes that the court will anger Wudang because of this, and destroy the Wudang faction.

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "I'm talking to your master, when is it your turn to bark?"

"Master Minmin, it seems that your dog is not very obedient!"

"you!"

Song Qingshu's plain words made Lu Zhangke's blood boil with anger, and his face flushed red: "Stinky boy, you are courting death!"

Zhao Min was calm, even if the acupoints were tapped, he still calmly said, "Master Lu, step back."

Obviously, Zhao Min is well-mannered.

Even though Lu Zhangke was so angry that he bristled with anger, he still suppressed his anger at this time and did not attack it.

Zhao Min looked at Song Qingshu and said with a smile: "Song Shaoxia, the imperial court has always been tolerant towards Wudang, but now you are mixing with Mingjiao rebels, which makes it very difficult for Minmin!"

"It doesn't matter if Minmin has an accident. If it causes a misunderstanding between the court and Wudang, it will be bad."

Zhao Min's words made the expressions of the three Mingjiao disciples change slightly.

The Wudang faction has always been wise and safe in the battle between the Mingjiaoyi army and the Yuan court.

They were really afraid that Song Qingshu would let Zhao Min go for the sake of the Wudang faction, and stay out of it!

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you threatening me?"

Zhao Min said with a smile: "Minmin dare not, I just want to ask Song Shaoxia to replace the Wudang faction more, and Zhang Zhenren to think about it."

Song Qingshu also laughed: "The princess is very eloquent, but it's a pity that although I, Wudang, never take the initiative to provoke trouble, I am never afraid of trouble."

"Today, the servant of the princess attacked my Wudang branch for no reason, and killed two of my disciples. You should give me an explanation!"

What a smart person Zhao Min is, his face darkened in an instant: "Master Lu, Master Caihe left just now to find trouble with the Wudang faction?"

If he hadn't considered the extraordinary strength of the two elders, Xuanming and his ace fighting power, Zhao Min would have murderous intentions at this time.

I told them not to worry, there will be plenty of opportunities to trouble Wudang in the future.

Do not listen!

Now it's all right, causing Song Qingshu, the god of plague, is simply a disaster from heaven.

An ominous premonition rose in Lu Zhangke's heart, and his face changed slightly: "Song Qingshu, have you seen my junior brother?"

Song Qingshu sneered: "That old thing deceived me into seclusion, broke into my Wudang sub-helm and killed people, and I have already killed him."

The two elders, Xuan Ming, have studied arts together since they were young, and their relationship is deeper than that of brothers.

Hearing the news of He Biweng's death at this time, Lu Zhangke's eyes immediately turned red, and his murderous aura surged like a surging river.

"You're talking nonsense, how could you kill my junior brother just because you are a kid with the second heaven after birth?"

Clang!

A crisp sword sound sounded, and the real martial arts sword behind Song Qingshu was unsheathed.

The terrifying invincible sword intent came overwhelmingly, filling the entire world in an instant, forcing everyone to retreat involuntarily.

"Can you kill it, you will know if you try it?"

After saying a word, Song Qingshu suddenly turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the deer stick guest.

The simple and unsophisticated sword is unstoppable.

The endless sword light criss-crossed, covering every vital point of Luzhangke's body.

The battle was about to break out, so fast that Zhao Min didn't even have time to react.

"I actually comprehended the sword intent," Lu Zhangke's eyes became more and more murderous, "I can't keep you!"

Vigorous Xuanming Zhenqi surged out from Lu Zhangke's palm, and the surrounding temperature dropped a lot at this moment.

Lu Zhangke pushed the power of Xuanming God's Palm to [-]%, and moved towards Song Qingshu to suppress it.

However, what shocked him was that even so, he still didn't take advantage of it at all.

The blue-clothed swordsman on the opposite side seemed to know every move of Xuanming God's Palm very well, and he knew every movement of true energy like the back of his hand.

Lu Zhangke felt that his every move in front of Song Qingshu was full of flaws.

Every attack from the opponent was directed at his most difficult weak point to defend against, which made him quite aggrieved and uncomfortable.

"Song Shaoxia actually blocked the Luzhangke!"

"Oh my god, he's only 20 years old! Not only did he break through to the Houtian realm, but he also successfully suppressed Luzhangke."

"Wudang has come out of the dragon, and in a few years, it will be an invincible existence again!"

……

Watching the battle between Song Qingshu and Lu Zhangke, the three Mingjiao soldiers were stunned and filled with emotion.

Even Zhao Min's gaze was no longer as calm as before, and other emotions appeared.

It was full of fear, mixed with a bit of curiosity at the same time.

After all, Zhao Min himself can be regarded as half a martial idiot, and he invited many famous teachers to teach him in Ruyang Palace.

Her cultivation is extremely high even among first-class masters, and she has always been proud of herself.

Now seeing a man of the same age who is ten times stronger than himself, it would be a lie to say that he is not curious.

"Damn, how could this kid be so difficult!"

Forced to retreat in embarrassment by the real martial arts sword again, the anger in Lu Zhangke's heart was completely extinguished by fear.

He knew that Song Qingshu probably wasn't lying, and that He Biweng might really have been beheaded.

Even if it is not good, even he may be here today.

"When you are fighting with me, do you still dare to lose your mind?"

Song Qingshu sneered, the originally fierce sword became even more terrifying, and cut off the right arm of Lu Zhangke with one sword.

Ah!

Amidst the screams, Song Qingshu slammed his palm on Luzhangke's dantian, and launched the Heaven Swallowing Demon Art with all his strength.

Immediately, the powerful Xuanming Zhenqi surged towards Song Qingshu's body like a surging river.

"You...you devil!"

The frightened look in Lu Zhangke's eyes grew stronger, but before he could say anything more, his pupils were occupied by a rapidly enlarging sword energy.

The head soared into the sky, and the blood splashed seven feet of blue bricks.