[Comprehensive main sword three] Where is the master of Shaogu?

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold, but his expression was contemptuous.He looked coldly at the martial arts masters who were standing around King Ruyang's sons and daughters and confronting him as guards. He pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed a mocking smile, and said slowly: "Anything dares to come to my Wudang Mountain!" Playing wild..." Song Qingshu suddenly turned cold, his voice resounded like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, and he said word by word, "What a dare!"

Zhao Min raised her brows upside down, stared at the man in Tsing Yi in front of her, raised her chin, scolded coquettishly, and said, "You are the third generation disciple of Wudang, Song Qingshu?" Zhao Min turned her beautiful eyes, snorted, and said, "Zhang Daoist dare not meet the enemy, sent you such a junior to die, hey, I don’t know if Master Kongxiang gave this princess a gift, Daoist Zhang is still satisfied?”

Song Qingshu looked at Zhao Min coldly, since he has the memory of his previous life, even if things are quite different from his previous life, he should be fearful of him.Although he didn't realize where the Shixiang Ruanjin Powder had gone, but he had completed the "Nine Yin Manual" two years ago, although he was not nearly invulnerable to all poisons like Zhang Wuji, after being poisoned, he was killed within a quarter of an hour. He melted away with internal force.

There is his grand master on the mountain, with his internal strength, he is not afraid of ten fragrant soft tendons.Song Qingshu knew the medicinal properties of Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, and there was no way to expel it with internal force.

Song Qingshu didn't know if the two Wang Baobao and Zhao Min had the antidote for Shixiangruanjinsan on them, but they stayed with them with their lives, even if they didn't have the antidote on them, most of them would be resolved after a trip.

Today's Yuan Dynasty is at the end of its strength.

Song Qingshu chuckled, and a smile slowly appeared on Qingjun's face, but this smile was extremely cold, and he glanced at them as if he were looking at a dead person, and said slowly: "It's okay, but barbarians, even if they can't come up with anything Good thing, Grand Master will not blame it."

"You!" Zhao Min's complexion changed, but he heard Song Qingshu say: "Zhao Min, Wang Baobao, save your life."

Song Qingshu is alone, with a sword, firmly controlling the way up the mountain, but he only has one person, if he is entangled, he can't separate himself.Zhao Min and the others were obviously aware of this, and separated five or six masters to fight with Song Qingshu, while others took a detour and went to the top of the mountain.

Song Qingshu's face changed, and he shook those people away with a palm, and then threw the long sword in his hand, piercing the back of the people who went up the mountain.

Although they were shocked by Song Qingshu's hand, seeing that he had lost his weapon, everyone's spirits were shocked, and they all shot with all their strength.

Although Wang Baobao has also practiced martial arts with a few people from the rivers and lakes these years, I don't know if it is difficult for modern people to understand those polite sentences. Wang Baobao's martial arts can barely be regarded as second-rate. Years of internal strength made him barely enter the second-rate peak.

Strictly speaking, even Zhao Min couldn't beat his meager martial arts.

Wang Baobao hesitated in his heart, the son of a daughter cannot sit still, he is going to do great things, if Song Qingshu hurts him, the loss outweighs the gain.

Perhaps, he should retreat first?

As he was thinking about it, he saw the man who had abandoned his sword in the distance use his palm.The slender, white fingers were like claws, and they could easily break a person's shoulder blades.

Wang Baobao gasped, damn, this move looks so f*ckingly familiar!He couldn't help muttering: "This, is this the Nine Yin White Bone Claw?!"

An extremely absurd thought suddenly came to Wang Baobao's mind. Could it be that there is something weird about this Song Qingshu?

Except for the girl in yellow who is now in the hands of the tomb of the living dead, the only volume left in the Yitian Sword is the "Nine Yin Scriptures" in this world.Now that the Yitian sword is in his hands, there has never been a sword fight, the only possibility is... Song Qingshu, who was reborn!

Wang Baobao's complexion was pale. Since he can be transmigrated into the book, there is naturally a possibility that the person in the book can live again.In vain he thought that Mo Yu and Mu Xuanying who stole his "Nine Suns Manual" were weird, so the real weird people are here!

Song Qingshu, it turned out to be Song Qingshu!

Just when Wang Baobao was thinking of retreating, Zhao Min beside him suddenly yelled, "Brother, be careful!"

"What?" Wang Baobao raised his head, only to see Song Qingshu jumping towards him, raising his hand.

Song Qingshu's figure was extremely fast, and just as Wang Baobao saw the person's going, Song Qingshu's hand was about to grab Wang Baobao.

He only heard Zhao Min sternly scolded, and when he raised his hand, dozens of needles flew.The tip of the needle is shining with a faint blue color, and you can tell that it is poisonous at a glance.

Song Qingshu frowned, and shook the needle away with a flick of his sleeve.It's just that he didn't expect that Wang Baobao in front of him rushed over and met the poisonous needle directly.

"Ah----!!!" Wang Baobao screamed, raised his hand to cover the right cheek that was pierced by the needle, and screamed.

The ox hairy needle entered the blood vessel as soon as it penetrated the human body. Wang Baobao felt pain and itching, so he moved his hand away. Except for the small black needle hole on the right face, there was no needle tail.

How toxic is that?

Wang Baobao only shouted two or three times, and his breath became weak.

"Big brother! Big brother!!" Zhao Min hugged Wang Baobao, shouting in panic, tears streaming down his face.She glared at Song Qingshu tearfully, her almond eyes were full of hatred, and said sharply: "Song Qingshu, you killed my elder brother!!"

"Little prince!"

"Little prince! Protect the little prince!!"

It really looks like it.

Song Qingshu clicked his tongue lightly, and looked at Zhao Min with deep disdain, fear, and suspicion—how did Zhang Wuji fall in love with her in his previous life for such a femme fatale!

Even the elder brother who is connected by blood can attack, but Zhao Min is ruthless.

"Heh... big brother? What a good girl..." Song Qingshu pointedly said.He didn't bother to explain that he was killed by Zhao Min. After all, the brother-sister relationship is there. Who would believe that a girl would kill her elder brother black-heartedly.

Wang Baobao's eyes were blurred, his heart was beating faster and faster, and there were cries and shouts of killing in his ears. He wanted to angrily reprimand Zhao Min for plotting against him, and wanted someone to kill this bitch, but he couldn't say a word. He could only open his mouth wide, like a fish out of water, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't breathe in a trace of air.

Zhao Min, bitch, Zhao Min, bitch! !

And that group of trash, detoxify him quickly.

The anger in Wang Baobao's heart could not be conveyed to everyone's hearts. On his body, his cheap sister even cried bitterly on top of him. Big tears fell on his lapel, but the woman who was sobbing sadly was invisible to everyone. When he arrived, he quietly raised the corners of his lips.

"Brother, you can go with peace of mind. Leave the Ruyang Palace to me." Zhao Min lowered his voice and said quietly at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Wang Baobao's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a "cracking" sound in his throat, but he couldn't utter a word.Intense hatred burst out from his eyes, and this hatred drove him to raise his hand with difficulty, his fingers tightly grasping the clothes on Zhao Min's shoulders.Wang Baobao's body twitched twice, and his hand suddenly dropped.

At the same time, on the system task interface in Mo Yu's hand, the progress bar of the main task jumped a lot, and there was only about [-]% of the distance left to complete.

Feeling that the chest of the person under her was no longer rising and falling, Zhao Min cried even harder, tears rolling down from her eyes.No one doubted the grief in Zhao Min's heart at the moment, it was her biological elder brother, who was connected by blood.What's more, King Ruyang has no concubines, only Zhao Min and Wang Baobao have two children.Wang Baobao is the heir of the royal family, the heir of King Ruyang, and even the hottest young hero in the court. He was just married by the emperor Xu Yifei a few years ago, but now he died in Wudang Mountain.

Wang Baobao died, if King Ruyang has no male heirs in the future, then he can only choose a male from the clan to adopt.Zhao Min is a married woman, once the power of King Ruyang is inherited by an adoptive heir, Zhao Min's position in the seventh prince's mansion will also become awkward.

Therefore, everyone present could never imagine that it was the princess who almost fainted from crying was the one who secretly assassinated.No matter whether it is a martial arts master or a personal guard of the palace, when they look at Wang Baobao who is staring but not breathing at all, his head buzzes.

There are so many guards, and the little prince is still dead here. If it gets to the prince's ears, will they still have a way out? !

Thinking of this, they looked at Song Qingshu with fire-breathing eyes, and rushed towards Song Qingshu as if they were playing their lives.

Song Qingshu sighed secretly, but exerted all his strength, using all the martial arts in the "Nine Yin Manual".

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes came from the foot of the mountain. Looking from a distance, one could see billowing smoke and dust. A group of people came from a distance, all of them were wearing white robes, and the flames on the corners of their clothes seemed to be burning blazingly.The leader is young, but he is dressed differently from the others. He is wearing a long black-bottomed robe with narrow sleeves, and the cuffs are embroidered in the shape of flames with gold thread patterns.When there was still a hundred feet away from here, the man slapped the horse's back with his palm, and the whole person rose into the air, tapped the saddle lightly with his toes, and rushed towards Song Qingshu like an arrow leaving the string.

And behind him, everyone jumped off the horse following the leader, chasing after him with lightness kung fu.

Seeing him from a distance, Song Qingshu let out a "tsk" in his heart, hesitantly pumped out the inner strength in his palm, and violently pushed away the people who were wrestling with him, turned over and landed three steps away.

That person's lightness kung fu is obviously very good, except for a middle-aged man in blue and black clothes, no one can keep up with his speed.In just three breaths of effort, the leader landed in front of Song Qingshu. He didn't mind showing the empty door behind his back to those people. He just stood at the foot of the stone steps, raised his head and smiled brightly at Song Qingshu, saying: "Senior brother! Wuji come here It's too late, please don't blame me~"

The man who was wearing blue and black clothes, with a skinny appearance and dark eye sockets, was Mingjiao Blue Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao.Originally, he was planning to speak harshly to those who dared to encircle and suppress Wudang Mountain, but unexpectedly, when he heard their wise and powerful young leader say such...indescribable words, the corners of his mouth inevitably twitched silently.

Fortunately, King Wei Bat has been in the world for many years, and this little situation can't trouble him at all.At that moment, he ignored the slightly cheerful voice of the young leader behind him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mingjiao Zhang is here, wait for the Mongol Tartars to kneel down to welcome the leader!"

Wei Yixiao let out a strange laugh, and said: "If the old man is in a good mood, I can still leave you bastards with a whole corpse..."

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, glanced at Zhang Wuji, laughed lowly, and said slowly as if talking to himself: "Kneel to welcome...?"

Song Qingshu's laughter scratched the tip of Zhang Wuji's heart like a feather, he was startled, and looked straight at Song Qingshu, suddenly felt that his senior brother was so good-looking that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

This kind of emotion was extremely strange, Zhang Wuji touched his heart in confusion, but looked at Song Qingshu without blinking.

Song Qingshu was a little inexplicable by him, he just glanced at Zhang Wuji, thinking what is wrong with Zhang Wuji, he didn't see that these Mongolian Tartars surrounded Wudang Mountain, why was he in a daze!

Zhang Wuji took a step back subconsciously, his fingers subconsciously clenched the clothes on his chest—ah, my heart is beating faster!

Wei Yixiao stood in front of Zhang Wuji with a wooden face and confronted the Yuan soldiers headed by Zhao Min. Should he make a move or make a move? Master, you should say something!