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

He Biweng's martial arts were extremely high, and he only caught up to the seventh floor when he saw Song Qingshu holding Zhao Min and fleeing upstairs, and immediately shouted: "Song Qingshu, leave the princess behind, let me spare you!" He struck Song Qingshu with a palm .

Song Qingshu knew the power of Xuanming's divine palm, so he didn't dare to receive this palm, so he hurriedly pulled Zhao Min and jumped.The palm of Xuanming God is amazing, although He Biweng's palm missed Song Qingshu, it split the stairs in half.Seeing that the other half of the stairs where the two were standing was also crumbling under the burning of the fire, Song Qingshu immediately embraced Zhao Min, stepped heavily on the handrail of the stairs with his left foot, and jumped up with his body, folding and folding in mid-air, hanging At the stairs on the eighth floor.

Crane Biweng was about to catch up, when Miejue Shitai suddenly appeared.Miejue Shitai deeply hated He Biweng's nonsense talk that ruined her reputation, when she saw him, she got angry and shouted in a deep voice: "Old He, come up and die!"Surrounded by blood-red flames, the two clashed fists and palms, and the fight was extremely fierce.

Seeing the two of them fighting, Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief.Looking down, the soaring fire has devoured the sixth floor, and the lingering flames are constantly licking the seventh floor.But in an instant, there was only a raging flame under his feet, nothing else.At this time, Song Qingshu's internal strength had only recovered [-]% to [-]%, and he was hanging at the bottom of the eighth floor with Zhao Min. After a long time, Song Qingshu actually felt a little strenuous.Knowing that there was no delay, he took a deep breath, clasped Zhao Min's arm tightly, and swung it up vigorously.

Zhao Min, who was thrown into the air, yelled for a while, and saw Song Qingshu who was hanging on the railing of the stairs gritted his teeth slightly, swayed left and right in the air, and turned up somersaults.Immediately afterwards, with a "snap", she fell heavily on the floor of the eighth floor.Song Qingshu stood aside, actually just watched, without catching her.The fall was so hard that Zhao Min was in pain all over, and couldn't help glaring at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu seemed to understand Zhao Min's anger. He coughed a few times in embarrassment, avoiding Zhao Min's eyes, and said innocently: "Master Shao Min, whether a man or a woman can kiss each other!" However, Zhao Min didn't know that Song Qingshu was not unwilling to accept it. She was really powerless to catch her, and when she was talking to her, she was still secretly mixing the chaotic zhenqi in her dantian.

Zhao Min's face turned livid, but there was nothing he could do about it.By now, she knew that He Biweng could not be relied on. The fire was so fierce that even the floor under her feet was hot. She didn't struggle to resist anymore, and followed Song Qingshu to escape to the ninth floor.Unexpectedly, the two had just stepped on the ninth floor, and a flaming beam unexpectedly fell towards Zhao Min at this moment.Zhao Min had never experienced such a dangerous situation in his life, so he was stunned for a moment.Before she could yell out loud, a strong force suddenly came from behind her, pushing her out fiercely.Under the force of this push, Zhao Min rushed forward, staggered two steps, and fell to the ground.Regardless of the pain, she hurriedly turned her head to look back, only to see Song Qingshu landed on one knee, his left arm was firmly supporting the beam, preventing it from falling down.Zhao Min stayed for a while, and then realized that it was Song Qingshu who saved her just now, otherwise, even if she survived by luck, she would have to be smashed into an ugly monster by this burning beam.

"The prostitute... Song Qingshu..." Zhao Min shouted a few words in a low voice at a loss, tears suddenly welled up, she suddenly thought that although Song Qingshu hijacked her twice, Song Qingshu saved her both times in critical situations.However, after only a moment, she wiped away her tears, stood up and fled to the tenth floor without hesitation.

Song Qingshu clenched his teeth to endure the severe pain from the flames, and he used his luck to push the beam away.At this time, his left arm had been scorched by the flames to remove a large piece of flesh and blood, but he remained unmoved. He pressed the acupoints on his left arm to stop the bleeding, and then tore off his clothes to bind the wound tightly.Seeing that Zhao Min abandoned him and ran away, Song Qingshu showed no resentment. He took two steps forward, bent down and picked up the long sword that had just been dropped, and threw it at Zhao Min with a wave of his hand.

A silver sword light flew over Zhao Min's cheek, and pierced straight into the wall in front of Zhao Min.Zhao Min didn't dare to run away. After a while, she turned around slowly and said with a pale face, "Song Qingshu, as long as you let me go, I can plead with my brother..."

Song Qingshu's expression remained unchanged, he stepped forward slowly and drew out his long sword, and said in a low voice: "Master Shao Min, I think it's more appropriate for me to negotiate with your brother in person. What do you think?" Wang Baobao is good at using soldiers but doesn't like martial arts Middle-aged people will never succeed only by recruiting people from the rivers and lakes, and they must still have back tricks.Song Qingshu had checked the surroundings of the tower just now, and vaguely saw the vegetation in the southeast direction, and the birds were not falling. It is most likely that an ambush was arranged.With Zhao Min in hand, he will definitely be able to make him fight the mouse, and he must retreat.

Zhao Min's complexion changed, and he immediately yelled and scolded: "You bastard!"

With Zhang Wuji below to respond, all the masters from various factions who had gathered on the tenth floor jumped off the tower.At this time, apart from Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu from the Wudang School, and Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei School, only Fan Yao and Lu Zhangke were still on the top of the tower.Fan Yao and Xuan Ming had known each other for a long time, although he despised them as human beings, he admired their martial arts very much, he didn't want to just throw Lu Zhangke to death, so he threw him aside casually.After contacting the Wudang faction, he admired them for their chivalry. At this moment, he saw Fang Zhenwu, the last third-generation disciple of the Wudang faction, had also jumped off the tower, while Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu of the Wudang faction stood still. Worried about Song Qingshu, he couldn't help persuading: "Song Daxia, Mo Qixia, the fire is too big, let's go down first!"

Song Yuanqiao just shook his head and said: "Fan Youshi, all my Wudang disciples have left, you should jump too!"

Fan Yao was taken aback when he heard the words, and forced a smile: "Song Daxia is worried about your son? Didn't you already say it below? If Princess Shaomin is looking for someone to compete in martial arts, he always goes to the main hall of Wan'an Temple. He Biweng is to save his senior brother, what he said can not believe!"

Unexpectedly, Song Yuanqiao was unmoved, and only said: "Fan Youshi, although He Biweng has taken refuge in the Mongols, a person like him has his own arrogance and will never talk nonsense!" A group of disciples and Song Qingshu are also in the same family, and just now they heard He Biweng tell Wang Baobao that Zhao Min was in the pagoda, all the disciples expected that Song Qingshu was also in the pagoda, and they were unwilling to leave.Song Yuanqiao pretended to believe what Fan Yao said in order to protect the safety of the disciples. Now that all the disciples were out of danger, he wanted to go downstairs to find his son.

Just now a group of masters from the Six Great Sects jumped off the tower one after another, but Mo Shenggu kept cross-legged and adjusted his breath, at this time his internal strength had fully recovered, so he came over and said, "Every time I go out, Qing Shu always follows me. Now that he hasn't come, how can I, the seventh uncle, go first? Fan Youshi, you go first!" After speaking, he turned to Song Yuanqiao and said, "Brother, you are going to find Qingshu, I will go with you !"

Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu were brothers in love, and without any delay, they immediately nodded in agreement.

Fan Yao saw that the two of them insisted on looking for Song Qingshu, and at this time, all the fire caves were formed under the tenth floor, and even Miejue Shitai who had rushed down just now was nowhere to be seen. Knowing that Song Qingshu was buried in the sea of ​​flames in all likelihood, he hurried forward stop them. "Song Daxia, Mo Qixia, the flames are getting bigger and bigger at this time, are you going downstairs to die in vain? What's more, Song Shaoxia may not be in the tower either!" Seeing that Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu turned a deaf ear to his words, he was determined to find them. Song Qingshu, and the tower has been leaning more and more, and even the fence is hot at this time, and it will burn up at some point, so he said, "Since you two don't believe me, I will go find it with you! When we died together, I have an explanation to Master Zhang!"

Song Yuanqiao was born honest and honest, and he was extremely embarrassed when he heard Fan Yao's words.

Mo Shenggu was about to answer, when He Biweng shouted from downstairs: "Song Qingshu, leave the Princess, and spare you!" So he turned over and jumped out of the fence, trying to climb down the eaves of the tower to meet him.Unexpectedly, he just jumped out of the fence, and Fan Yao suddenly stepped forward and slapped him hard on the back, knocking him off the tower.

Fan Yao was born in the Ming religion and acted perversely. What he did was far beyond what a gentleman like Song Yuanqiao could have expected.He rushed onto the fence in a hurry, and just as he said "seventh brother", he suddenly hit the ground with a slap on the back, and Fan Yao knocked him down from the tower.

Under the high tower, Zhang Wuji saw Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu fall one after another, so he didn't dare to be negligent. He immediately picked up the ladder cloud and patted the waist of Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu with two palms, the moment when they fell The stock is dialed from top to bottom with great force from left to right.

Mo Shenggu's internal strength has already recovered, and with Zhang Wuji's force, he made a roundabout in mid-air and stood firmly on the ground.Unexpectedly, he was barely able to stand still, and another large pillar fell down with a loud bang.Mo Shenggu stiffened his body and turned his head to look. At this time, the base of the tower had been burned, and two of the three pillars supporting the tower had been broken.Mo Shenggu yelled in pain, and ran towards the tower recklessly.Zhang Wuji didn't know, he went in, saw his red eyes like madness, only when he was trapped in Wan'an Temple and suffered too much humiliation, he felt angry, so he hurriedly stopped him, calling repeatedly: "Seventh Uncle! Seventh Uncle!"

Mo Shenggu cut off Zhang Wuji's arm with a palm, and shouted hoarsely: "The Qingshu is still on it! The Qingshu!"

At this time, only Zhou Zhiruo was left on the top of the tower. Seeing that the tower was leaning a few feet and would collapse at any time, Fan Yao shouted from the top of the tower: "Miss Zhou, jump down quickly! I can't wait to jump, don't you want to be a coke beauty?" ?”

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head and said, "I'm with Master!"

Fan Yao even beat up Song Yuanqiao and Mo Shenggu, let alone talking nonsense to a junior.He rushed to her in three or two steps, picked her up in his arms, and threw her down hard.

After all, Zhou Zhiruo was a woman, even though she knew Zhang Wuji was there to support her from the pagoda, she was definitely not in danger of her life, but she was still scared and screamed loudly after being thrown downstairs by Fan Yao: "Master!"

Miejue Shitai and He Biweng fought for a while, the fireworks went up, they leaped up the first floor, and finally reached the corner of the ninth floor.The two were fighting on equal footing, when Zhou Zhiruo's cry suddenly sounded outside the tower.Miejue Shitai put all her hopes of revitalizing Emei on Zhou Zhiruo, and she followed her voice to follow her cry. Seeing Zhou Zhiruo falling from the top of the tower, she didn't have time to think, kicked her legs and jumped out of the tower, hugging her in midair. The apprentice stopped, and the two fell rapidly together.When she was about ten feet above the ground, she moved her arms upwards, and lifted Zhou Zhiruo a few feet.In this way, Zhou Zhiruo just fell from a height of Zhang Xu without any hindrance, but the downward trend of Miejue Shitai intensified instead.

Zhang Wuji still vaguely remembers the plot of the original novel. Miejueshi was too unwilling to accept the favor of the Mingjiao, so he fought the protagonist, severely injured the protagonist, and fell to his death.So when he saw Miejue Shitai fall, he secretly complained, but at this time all the masters from the six major factions had been rescued by him, if he refused to save Miejue Shitai, then all previous efforts would have been in vain.Therefore, knowing that he was about to be slapped by Miejue Shitai, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward to rescue him.

In this life, Juejue Shitai had never been attacked by He Biweng, and the palm strength he competed with Zhang Wuji was even more powerful, which made Zhang Wuji's blood surge to the ground, and he was so depressed that he wanted to die.Before he could adjust his breath, Fan Yao, who was on the tower, also jumped off.Zhang Wuji had suffered internal injuries, and when he forcibly picked up Fan Yao, he vomited blood on the spot.

Miejue Shitai committed suicide, but before he died, he still tightly grasped Zhang Wuji's wrist, and said solemnly: "The whore of the demon sect, if you tarnish the innocence of my lover, I will not forgive you even if you are a ghost..." The last one The word "you" was not uttered out of his mouth, and he was already dying of anger, but his fingers were still not loose, and the five fingernails scratched blood on Zhang Wuji's wrist.

Zhang Wuji didn't like Miejue Shitai's eccentric nature and ruthless behavior at first, but seeing her so arrogant and willing to die without receiving his favor, he also admired her very much.He met Miejue Shitai's palm, and his vitality was greatly injured. At this moment, his knees softened, and he hurriedly crossed his knees on the ground and slowly adjusted his breath.

The author has something to say:

Zhao Min: After brushing the upper limit, brush the lower limit, and after brushing the lower limit, brush the upper limit.Thief, are you done yet?

Qingshu: The upper limit is instinct, the lower limit is... more real instinct!