[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

Seeing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help smiling wryly, secretly admiring Wang Baobao's intelligence.No matter how advanced his and Qishu's martial arts were, the two moves just now were the first to win, but they only caused more than a dozen casualties, and they were not damaged in the battle.But Wang Baobao could see at a glance that the fear in Yuan Bing's heart was the key to victory or defeat, boosting morale in time made it impossible for him to wait for an opportunity to break through.However, Song Qingshu was familiar with the art of war and was quick-witted. If one plan failed, he immediately made another one. He whispered to Mo Shenggu: "Seventh Uncle, capture the thief first and capture the king!"

Mo Shenggu nodded in understanding, and rushed into the infantry camp of Yuan soldiers side by side with Song Qingshu.The two of them are highly skilled in martial arts, how can ordinary yuan soldiers be their opponents, all they can hear is shouting and killing, with broken limbs and arms flying around, the 300 yuan soldiers infantry camp was actually killed by them every day Come.At this moment, Mo Shenggu had already grabbed a long knife in his hand, his physical strength was magnificent, all the Yuan soldiers that the blade touched were cut into two pieces by him with his armor.After he rushed fifty steps, the long knife cut into the waist and abdomen of a Yuan soldier, and the long knife got stuck between the ribs of the Yuan soldier, and he couldn't pull it out.He discarded the long knife, grabbed a long spear from a Yuan soldier next to him, and instantly sent the three of them flying.Twenty steps later, Yuan soldiers surrounded him densely like a colony of ants. The long spear in his hand pierced through the armor of a captain and broke into two pieces.He dropped the handle of the gun again, grabbed a scimitar and swept it out.Mo Shenggu is so brave and not afraid of death, his shots are like crazy, the place he passes is like a raging fire burning the forest without leaving a blade of grass, and it is like a tiger descending the mountain like a broken bamboo.Not long after, he also looked like a blood man, making people daunting.

Compared to Mo Shenggu, Song Qingshu's moves were more dexterous.His figure was light and nimble, and he shot very fast, like a flying eagle rushing, tearing apart the encirclement circle of Yuan soldiers in a moment.No matter how many yuan corps surrounded him, he only needed one sword, or point or cut, or stab or sweep, to kill him in an instant.Seeing Yuan soldiers rushing towards him like a tide, Song Qingshu drew his sword faster, and the shadows of the sword all over the sky poured down on the Yuan soldiers in front of him like flowing water.But seeing him sweeping out his sword, the rainwater that fell on the sword was stimulated by his internal force, and it was swept away and exploded in the opposite direction. Two yuan soldiers were hit by the sword at the same time and fell face up. No.3 Yuan Bing held up a mace and threw it at Song Qingshu's head.Song Qingshu pushed the blade back with his backhand, only to hear a "ding", a drop of rain was cut into two by the Hanguang sword, and the two smaller raindrops slid back along the blade and rolled to the back of the sword On the side, stimulated by Song Qingshu's internal force, it exploded in an instant and turned into countless finer droplets and scattered in all directions.And the Yuan soldier holding the mace had already been chopped into two by Song Qingshu with the weapon.Song Qingshu saw that this Yuan soldier's head was in a different place, and immediately lifted up the ladder cloud to move lightly, raising his body to a height of more than ten feet, and sent out another sword, piercing No. 4 Yuan soldier's throat.

The rain became more and more violent, and the torrential rain poured down, not only drenching everyone in the wild forest, but even the vegetation withered to the ground.At this moment, several thunderclaps suddenly sounded from the sky, and the strong wind rolled in the dark clouds.The sky was dark and cloudy, and with the flash of lightning piercing the sky, Wang Baobao could only see Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu as the center, with rain and blood splashing everywhere, and the power of the sword was invincible and unstoppable.The two of them are so brave, Wang Baobao sighed in his heart, he couldn't help saying loudly: "Mo Qixia and Song Shaoxia are on the line of life and death today, if you two are willing to follow suit, you will be able to get riches, fame and wealth at your fingertips!"

Song Qingshu's eyes were already red-eyed, and he only continued to draw his sword to meet the Yuan soldiers swarming towards him.But wherever the sword light came, someone would be dead on the spot.At this moment, this wild forest has already become a Shura field for mountains of corpses and seas of blood.Hearing that Wang Baobao still wanted to persuade him to surrender, Song Qingshu raised his voice and replied: "Your Majesty, do you know my Wudang ambition? Get rid of the Tartars!" His blood was burning in his chest, and after a while, he suddenly shouted with all his strength, "Give me back my rivers and mountains!"

"Give me back my rivers and mountains!" Mo Shenggu shouted with all his internal energy, and the forest and mountain walls echoed continuously, as if thousands of people shouted at the same time: "Give me back my rivers and mountains!" Horrified.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Wang Baobao knows that there is no possibility of persuading him to surrender.Seeing that Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu killed [-] yuan infantry, he was even more shocked and angry. With a wave of his hand, his flying crossbow soldiers set up their crossbows and swung their bows. open battle.Just hearing a "buzz", hundreds of feathered arrows flew towards them like locusts.

Song Qingshu hastily guarded the door with his lightsaber, and the sword spun quickly, only to hear a "jingle ding dong dong", all the feathered arrows pounced on him were opened; Mo Shenggu stretched out both palms, fiercely The airflow brought up collided with the rainwater, and exploded loudly, scattering the feathered arrows to the ground and falling in all directions.However, even so, many feathered arrows still landed on the Yuan soldiers who surrounded them, killing them instantly.Wang Baobao spared no expense on casualties, both Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu felt chills in their hearts.

After one round of shooting was exhausted, the twenty flying crossbow soldiers in the front row slowly retreated, and the second batch of 20 people stepped forward.Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu looked at each other, and before the second batch of flying crossbow soldiers set up their crossbows, they simultaneously used lightness skills and rushed forward.However, Wang Baobao's flying crossbow troops were far away from them, along the way there were brave Yuan soldiers who did not fear death and stepped forward to block them, when the two of them walked halfway, hundreds of feathered arrows flew towards them.At this time, they were closer to the flying crossbow soldiers, and the strength of the feather arrows became stronger.Song Qingshu is very tired from fighting so far, the second batch of feathered arrows has not yet landed, and the third batch of feathered arrows has filled the sky.Knowing that he was powerless to resist, he casually grabbed a Yuan soldier and threw it into the sky.There was only a series of soft "puff puff puff" sounds, and when the Yuan soldier fell to the ground again, his eyes were round and bloodshot, his body was hit by dozens of feather arrows, his death condition was unspeakable.

Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu blocked the third batch of feathered arrows and advanced another [-] steps, while Wang Baobao was still a hundred steps away from them.But at this moment, a baby's cry suddenly came from behind them.Song Qingshu's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly called out: "Seventh Uncle!"

Mo Shenggu understood, and immediately replied: "Go quickly! Leave this to me!"

Song Qingshu immediately turned around and ran backwards. When Fang rushed several feet away, Wang Baobao shouted angrily behind him: "Kill the child!" go.

Song Qingshu was so anxious that he immediately let out a clear whistle, lifted up the ladder cloud and leaped into the air with light kung fu, braved the heavy rain, and ran all the way towards the carriage with all kinds of weapons stabbed into the sky by the Yuan soldiers.A group of Yuan soldiers saw the long sword in his hand chopping or cutting, or touching or wiping, but none of them was his all-in-one enemy.Yuan soldiers originally rushed towards the carriage on their own, but now they seemed to be chased by Song Qingshu and fled towards the carriage.

Seeing that the Yuan soldiers were not Song Qingshu's opponent, Wang Baobao immediately ordered loudly: "Flying Nu soldiers, break up the formation!" As soon as he gave the order, fifty flying crossbow soldiers burst out of the formation, raising their crossbows Aim at Song Qingshu's back.

Hearing a soft "buzz", Song Qingshu suddenly felt a sharp piercing sound coming from behind his head.He straightened his body, he was already in mid-air, but he pulled out more than ten feet, and before his body fell, he folded again, and flew forward several feet like lightning.Folding and folding like this, floating like clouds, like a frightened dragon, he actually left behind all the feathered arrows that were shot at him.

However, no matter how fast Song Qingshu was, he couldn't be as fast as the large number of Yuan soldiers.Not long after, seven or eight people rushed to the side of the carriage, and threw their weapons at the carriage.But a moment later, the horse neighed and collapsed, the carriage was turned into pieces, but the crying of the baby was still surrounding it.All the Yuan soldiers were silent for a moment, and suddenly someone shouted: "On the tree!" As soon as the voice fell, someone began to climb the tree immediately.

Song Qingshu fell down, kicked the two of them over, pierced the third person's chest with a sword, and then carried the ladder Yunzong swept out for more than ten feet. With a stretched arm, he had already grabbed a branch of the towering tree where Rongyang was hiding. root branch.He used his inner breath twice in succession to use Tiyun to move his light kung fu, the zhenqi in his dantian was already in a mess, but at this moment he couldn't care less about it.Seeing that the branch was pulled by him, it immediately bent slightly downwards, Song Qingshu raised his breath in midair, followed the upward rebound of the branch, soared into the air, and immediately landed beside Rong Yang.Only then did he realize that a feathered arrow had shot through the bamboo umbrella, brushed Rong Yang's cheek and shot into the branch below him.There was a bloodstain on Rong Yang's cheek by the feather arrow, and then he began to cry.

Seeing that the feathered arrow was only an inch away from taking Rong Yang's life, Song Qingshu couldn't help being startled and frightened.Just as he was about to step forward to untie Rongyang, he heard a "buzz" from the back of his head. He hastily drew his sword to block and cut off the flying feather arrow.However, Song Qingshu even used Ti Yun Zong's light kung fu, at this time his internal energy was almost exhausted, his lower body was exposed, and a feathered arrow hit his calf.He was hit by an arrow, and instinctively turned his body slightly to the side, and immediately a second feather arrow flew over his shoulder, shooting through the cloth strip Song Qingshu used to bind Rong Yang with a "snatching" sound.Rong Yangyuan was crying and struggling because of the pain. When the cloth strip was broken, he instantly fell off the branch.

Song Qingshu yelled, jumped off the branch without thinking, and stretched out his hand to support Rongyang.As soon as the two fell to the ground, several yuan soldiers raised their scimitars and slashed at them.Song Qingshu was holding Rongyang with both hands at this time, and there was no more third hand to parry. He loosened his right hand, and the lightsaber fell down, kicked with his right foot, and the lightsaber flew away like a bolt of lightning, killing two Yuan soldiers passed through each other.Seeing that there were still several yuan soldiers coming forward, Song Qingshu carried the ladder again, his body soared into the air, kicked with both legs, and kicked three people over.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves behind Song Qingshu, and Mo Shenggu shouted loudly in his ears: "Qingshu, come up!" Song Qingshu turned his head and saw Mo Shenggu holding Wang Baobao on his horse. With the fast horse galloping towards him, he hastily pulled out his lightsaber, knocked over the two of them, handed his hand to Mo Shenggu, and sat behind Mo Shenggu as soon as he flew.

It turned out that after Wang Baobao ordered the flying crossbow soldiers to split the formation, Mo Shenggu's pressure suddenly eased, he galloped all the way with two arrows in his body, and finally broke into their camp before the sixth round of feather arrows flew.The crossbow was originally a powerful weapon from a long distance, once Mo Shenggu broke into the camp of the flying crossbow soldiers, he would be unstoppable like a tiger in a herd of sheep, but Wang Baobao saw him dancing wildly with a scimitar in his hand, his left hand was suddenly punching and palming, and he was indifferent. Yes, most of his cherished flying crossbow soldiers were killed, blood spattered in the air, groans could be heard everywhere, and severed limbs and arms could be seen everywhere.

Mo Shenggu's bloody battle and hacking and killing, even Wang Baobao's scalp is numb.Seeing that Mo Shenggu broke through the arrow array, he hastily ordered the cavalry to step forward to block it, but Mo Shenggu rose to kill, and he sent out two palms in succession, "seeing the dragon in the field", and sent the two cavalry in front of him flying, including men and horses. The rest of the cavalry fell down.Mo Shenggu's bravery was far beyond Wang Baobao's expectation, and he secretly regretted that he did not wait for the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, to join him and come round to arrest him.Seeing that Mo Shenggu was getting closer and closer, he was even more frightened, he immediately scolded softly, and galloped away.

Mo Shenggu knew that today's life and death depended entirely on him, how could he allow him to escape, so he immediately picked up Tiyun and used his lightness kung fu to chase after him.A group of cavalry knew that he was a master of martial arts, so they hurriedly rode their horses to stand in front of Wang Baobao.Unexpectedly, Mo Shenggu suddenly pulled out a green bamboo stick hanging from his waist in the middle of the air, and used the Chinese character "wrap" in the dog beating stick method. Eight machetes.With a flick of the arm, it changed into the word "Zhuan" again, hooked Wang Baobao's back collar and picked him up from the horse.Wang Baobao's martial arts are mediocre, at this moment Mo Shenggu grabbed his body's big acupoints, his hands and feet are so weak that he has no ability to resist.Seeing the commander being captured, all the Yuan soldiers were shocked immediately, before they had time to react, Mo Shenggu jumped onto the horse with Wang Baobao on his back, and galloped away.

It is impossible for a horse to escape with three grown men and a baby on its back. Song Qingshu handed Rong Yang into the hands of Mo Shenggu, took Wang Baobao from him, and pulled out a dagger from his waist. He ordered loudly: "Kill the horse, throw down the weapon, and retreat a hundred steps!" All the Yuan soldiers hesitated a little, and he had already stabbed Wang Baobao's right shoulder with a knife.

Seeing Song Qingshu's ruthless subordinates, all Yuan soldiers were in an uproar, Wang Baobao also frowned in pain, and turned his head to glare at Song Qingshu, but he had already been ordered by Song Qingshu, but he couldn't speak at this time.Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: "King Ruyang only has this son, and he loves him very much. If you hesitate any longer, I will make King Ruyang extinct today!" As soon as Song Qingshu said this, Wang Baobao knew that the situation was over.According to the iron law of the Yuan army, if the commander is killed in battle, all the soldiers under his command will be buried.If he died, even if they flattened Wudang, they would not be able to dispel their father's anger.

Wang Baobao's prediction was correct, and after a while, he heard "clang clang" and "clang clang", all the weapons in the Yuan soldiers' hands were thrown on the open space in front of them, and the horses that were still standing on the spot followed suit one after another. Neighing and fell down.

Song Qingshu saw that all Yuan soldiers retreated a hundred steps away according to the order, he smiled softly, and whispered in Wang Baobao's ear: "Your Majesty, let's never see each other again!" Back heart.His stabbing was extremely vicious, and Wang Baobao was seriously injured, but he was spared a sigh of relief, so that Wang Baobao's Yuan soldiers could concentrate on treating him and have no time to trouble them.He dropped Wang Baobao casually, and shouted: "Uncle Qi, let's go!"

Hearing this, Mo Shenggu immediately whipped his horse and galloped out of the woods.At this time, the rain was getting heavier, Mo Shenggu hid Rong Yang in his arms, and circulated his internal energy between his abdomen and chest to keep Rong Yang warm. Rong Yang cried for a while and saw that no one was coaxing him, so he stopped sobbing. down.Mo Shenggu rode his horse and galloped for dozens of miles. Seeing that the Yuan soldiers still failed to catch up and Rong Yang fell asleep in his arms, he felt relieved.Just as he was about to speak, his back suddenly sank. Feeling the icy body temperature from Song Qingshu's body, he was startled and called out hastily, "Qingshu?"

Song Qingshu felt his body was cold and his vision was blurred. The cold raindrops hit his body like an ice cone piercing into his body, and Mo Shenggu's voice was as far away as thousands of miles away.He leaned on Mo Shenggu's back for a while, and after a long time, he gave a low "um" and said softly, "Uncle Qi, I don't want to go back...not to Wudang..." Before he finished speaking, he turned his body to the side On one side, he fell from the horse's back.

"Qingshu!" Mo Shenggu turned pale with shock, and hurriedly jumped off his horse and embraced Song Qingshu in his arms. Only then did he realize that there was a knife wound with deep bone visible from his left shoulder to his right waist, almost covering his entire body. The back was cut in two.Song Qingshu was drenched in the heavy rain for a long time, no blood flowed from the wound, but the skin on both sides of the wound was soaked and turned slightly white.The clothes on the back were soaked in blood first, and then washed away by the heavy rain. At this time, they were still slightly reddish.

Mo Shenggu immediately understood that this knife must be the injury he suffered when he broke through the siege just now, just to avoid dragging him and Rongyang, Qing Shu endured the severe pain until he fainted and didn't make a sound.Recalling just now that Qingshu's hands holding his waist gradually turned cold, but he didn't notice it, Mo Shenggu only felt the pain in his heart, too late for remorse, and suddenly yelled wildly: "Qingshu!"

Song Qingshu had already lost all sanity and didn't respond at all.

The author has something to say: Song Qingshu: My son, let's never see each other again!

Wang Baobao: Just wait!We are not finished!There is no end to death!

Song Qingshu: ...