Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

Not long after...

Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya all came to Song Qingshu's room.

They already knew the news through Lao Wei.

The current situation is very bad.

The girls all looked a little anxious when they came in.

Qi Mu and others will be in danger as long as they cannot form a formation.

So far, there have been ten first-rate masters in Mongolia, and many second-rate masters, not counting the others.

Normally, Saiki and others can ignore some third-rate characters.

But it was different now. The nearly seven-day battle was too exhausting.

Any small problem will be magnified infinitely.

"Do you want to take action?" Yang Xue's deep voice sounded.

She didn't want anything to happen to Qi Mu and the others.

The same is true for the four girls of Youlan Zhuya.

They are now very familiar with the Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation, so gaining an advantage over Jing Bufan and others is not a problem.

"I'm not sure either." Song Qingshu turned to look at the five girls.

He could see the worry in the eyes of Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya, and he himself was worried about Qi Mu and the others.

But doing it now won't change anything.

"The best we can do is to contain them."

"It actually doesn't mean much."

The girls also knew that it didn't mean much, but they wanted to give it a try.

If they can force the opponent to retreat, there may be a turning point.

The situation of Qi Mu and others is really not optimistic.

"Let's go and take a look." Yang Xue said slowly.

"If it really doesn't work, we have no choice but to take action."

"Nothing can happen to Qi Mu and the others."

Seeing how worried the girls were, Song Qingshu said comfortingly.

"Lao Qi and the others are indeed in trouble, but they are not as troublesome as you think."

"Although the Zhenwu Seventh Formation has been broken, there is still Wang He."

"Wang He can fill any position. Although there are some shortcomings, there is no problem."

"The beggars are here too, don't worry."

The girls also understand this, but the Mongolian side is coming fiercely, and it is obvious that they will not give up until they achieve their goals.

"I want to go over and have a look." Yang Xue's deep voice sounded.

"If...if something really goes wrong, we must stop it."

Song Qingshu thought for a while and nodded slightly: "It is true that nothing can happen to Lao Qi. I will ask Grand Master and the others."

"Jing Bufan is chasing Qi Mu and others just to know the situation of Nine Yang Magic."

"It's okay to give it to them."

"I'm going."

After speaking, Song Qingshu left directly.

Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya sat down directly in the room. They could see Song Qingshu's thoughts.

Song Qingshu didn't want to take action now, or he was afraid that something would happen to them.

If something happens to Qi Mu and others, they will have to fight against Jing Bufan and others.

Once you do it, you will definitely be injured, but at most you won't die.

It’s troublesome after an injury, and it takes time to recover.

These people are all on the rise and have a lot of room for improvement.

Jing Bufan and others have reached a bottleneck. In the same time, their progress was several times that of Jing Bufan and others.

Recovering from injury is not cost-effective.

Therefore, Song Qingshu would rather throw away the secret of Jiuyang Divine Art than take action.

The other side.

Song Qingshu knocked on the door of Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng's room.

Dong Dong...

Dong Dong...

"Master Tai, it's me."

"Come in." Zhang Sanfeng's calm voice sounded. He woke up from meditation, stood up, came to the table and sat down.

Song Qingshu came in in response.

"Sit down." Zhang Sanfeng knew something was wrong with Song Qingshu, but he didn't react much.

I poured two cups of tea and pushed one over.

"Something happened." Song Qingshu said the news he received.

Zhang Sanfeng took a sip of tea and listened quietly, acting very calmly. Then he raised his head and glanced at Song Qingshu.

"Qingshu, you have changed."

"You're afraid."

"Master Tai was also afraid before."

Song Qingshu looked at the Grand Master's eyes, his heart was shocked and his body tensed up.

Scared?

Are you afraid?

"Master, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly and continued to speak.

"If it were you two years ago, you would directly attack Jing Bufan and others."

"There won't be any hesitation."

"At that time, you were sharp, you dared to face everything, and you felt that you could change everything."

"Fearless."

"Wudang, Yang Xue, Qi Mu and others, Zhang Wuji, Mingjiao, etc..."

"You thought you could take care of it, but now you're starting to worry."

"You're exposed to too much."

Song Qingshu fell silent looking at the calm eyes of his master.

The master is right.

If it were two years ago, he would not have hesitated to take action and kill what Jing Bufan and others were talking about.

Even if he couldn't kill someone, he would trade injuries for injuries.

He is young, Yang Xue is the same age, and the four girls Youlan Zhuya are also young. Even if everyone is seriously injured, they will recover faster than Yuan Shi.

But now, he is worried about the future.

He was afraid, he was afraid that something might happen to Huashan Sword Theory.

He needs to discuss swordsmanship with Yang Xue and others in Huashan Mountain to reverse the situation.

"Do you know the difference between you and that girl Yang Xue?" Zhang Sanfeng laughed when he saw Song Qingshu was silent.

Song Qingshu shook his head.

Zhang Sanfeng said: "Yang Xue just wants Ximen Ouyang to be alive and us to be alive, so just stop Yuan Shi."

"But you are not. You don't want to stop him. You want to kill Yuan Shi."

"That's the essential difference."

"Your heart is bigger than Yang Xue, Nangong and others."

"Whether it's Yang Xue, Nangong, Shangguan and the others, they have known how powerful Yuanshi is since they were young."

"So they have fear in their hearts, but you don't."

"We discovered your personality at a very early age."

"You have a fearless temperament and confidence."

"So I rarely restrain you. For example, if you learn something from a young age, your father and other uncles will force you to do it, but all I ask of you is that you understand it."

"Just know it, I never force it."

"This is true for martial arts, calligraphy, etc."

"Do you know why?"

"No." Song Qingshu looked at the Grand Master and shook his head again.

"Because you don't need anyone to force you." Zhang Sanfeng laughed, with relief in his eyes.

"You grew up under my nose, so I know what you will do in the future."

"Or what you will want in the future."

"Martial arts, calligraphy, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc... If you need it, you will learn it."

"For example, in martial arts, after you rescued Zhang Wuji in Wudang, you began to know how to improve your strength."

"For example, when you first entered the world, after you met Yang Yatou, you started studying calligraphy and piano music."

"Isn't it?"

"Yes." Song Qingshu did not deny it.

He is the kind of person who takes things as they come and has no big pursuits.

Martial arts is just to save life, and studying calligraphy and piano music is just for Yang Xue.

Everything he learned was pure in purpose.

"So, you don't need anyone to force you, you will work hard for whatever you want." Zhang Sanfeng laughed.

"After meeting Cheng Kun, your life began to take a turn, and you began to urgently need strength."

"In the subsequent battle against Zhongyuan, you followed the path I arranged and fell in Shaolin."

As he said that, Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Song Qingshu complicatedly.

"Qingshu, I didn't prepare for you to come in."

"It's always been like this."

"I should come in." Song Qingshu's firm voice sounded.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, he could understand Song Qingshu's thoughts.

"I know your personality, so I don't want you to know too much."

"Not just you, but Wudang as well. I never asked you to carry anything."

"Each generation has its own responsibilities, and your generation is not here."

"Just like your father and others, their responsibility is not here, other places are also important."

"After we leave, Wulin will also need people."

Song Qingshu said nothing, which was a silent rebuttal.

He will not watch the older generation die.

"Hey." Zhang Sanfeng sighed.

He knew that Song Qingshu could no longer persuade him, so he rarely said this.

I only said this today when I saw the worry in Song Qingshu's eyes.

"When I founded Wu-Tang."

"I once thought I could change everything. With a three-foot green peak in my hand, I could rectify all injustices."

"I can solve everything."

"But later, I was afraid, just like you are now."

"I don't want people to die, I want everyone to live, I want to take care of everything, but I can't."

"Many people died in the Central Plains."

"There are a lot of things I can't change."

"Grand Master..." Song Qingshu was about to speak when Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly and spoke again, with some sadness in his eyes.

"After I founded Wudang, I rarely played Wudang."

"I have never been to Huashan Swordsmanship once. Do you know why?"

Song Qingshu still shook his head.

"I'm afraid I can't bear it anymore." Zhang Sanfeng's voice was trembling.

The voice was full of reluctance.

Song Qingshu looked at the Grand Master's eyes and was shocked.

He could feel the Grand Master's anger and frustration.

It is so painful to be able to only watch despite having strength.

"Do you know the consequences of my action?" Zhang Sanfeng looked directly at Song Qingshu, a look that Song Qingshu didn't dare to look at.

Song Qingshu was silent for a long time: "The martial arts war, the martial arts inheritance in the Central Plains was destroyed."

"The Yuanshi may have cost a lot, but the world is still the Yuanshi."

"Yes!" Zhang Sanfeng's deep voice sounded.

"As long as I take action, Wudang will be destroyed in an instant, and the same will be true for Shaolin and the Central Plains Wulin."

"I can't stop it. This world belongs to the Yuan Dynasty. I can't do anything against thousands of troops."

"The most I can do is kill the royal family or destroy the masters of the Yuan Dynasty. Will it be useful?"

"It's useless. The Yuanshi people will die, but the inheritance will still be left behind."

"On the contrary... the destruction of the inheritance in the Central Plains will nourish the Yuanshi. After my death, the Yuanshi will have the skills and martial arts, and the Yuanshi will grow by leaps and bounds."

"There is nothing in the Central Plains."

"I can teach people, but how much can I teach."

"Talent is indeed important in martial arts, but it also requires actual combat and gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought to find your own way."

"It's difficult to grow in an environment where you're surrounded by Yuanshi."

"So I can only endure it and watch other people die."

"It's okay now." Song Qingshu understood the meaning of Grand Master at this time.

I felt inexplicably sad.

Grand Master needs to vent his grievances and dissatisfaction for countless years.

The Grand Master has an unprecedented desire to fight and fights to the death without regrets.

This is the result that Taishifu needs, not life.

The Grand Master has no fear of death.

So after the chaos in the Yuan Dynasty, Taishifu began to go to Wudang because he knew that the Central Plains now had nothing to fear.

The Yuan Dynasty is extremely corrupt and the building is about to collapse.

Taishifu can take action, Yuanshi can directly attack as long as he does something extraordinary.

"Yes." Zhang Sanfeng's eyes showed a powerful light.

"it's OK now."

"Qingshu...I have endured your great master for most of my life. Do you think I still need to endure it?"

"Everyone says you will live a long life, but I, your great master, have already passed the age of 100, and now I have lived for more than ten years."

"I've lived enough."

"Wudang Mountain has your father, your second uncle, your third uncle, etc..."

"And you and Wuji."

"I'm not concerned."

"I don't need to worry about Wulin giving it to you in the future."

"You add Yang Xue, four girls Youlan Zhuya, and Zhang Wuji."

"With the Seven Zhenwu Formation, you can crush Yuanshi to death for at least fifty years."

"enough……"

"Every generation has its own responsibilities. Our generation has been entangled with Yuanshi for a lifetime, and it should end."

"Your generation suppressed the Yuan Dynasty for fifty years."

"The next generation, that's the next generation's business, one generation does the other's business."

Song Qingshu looked at the Grand Master in front of him and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

He knew what Taishifu meant by saying so much.

Don't let yourself take care of the older generation. This is the responsibility of their older generation and the grievances of their generation.

Maybe if I can save them, they will be happy and relieved, but they can't let go.

Some things have been weighing on their hearts for most of their lives, and these things need a result.

They need a result they create themselves, even if they die for it, they are willing to do so.

This is the choice of the older generation themselves.

"Yang Xue and I got married before you went to Huashan Mountain to discuss swordsmanship." Song Qingshu was silent for a long time, and finally told what happened between him and Yang Xue.

At this time, he didn't know what to say or how to persuade.

For the older generation, their lives are too depressed and they have been depressed for a lifetime.

It was a hard time for them.

But now... they have survived and can finally vent. This breath must be vented, otherwise they will be suffocated to death.

All he can do now is to reassure the older generation, that's all.

"Very good." Zhang Sanfeng laughed without explaining anything.

All that needs to be said has been said.

He couldn't change how Song Qingshu chose him.

Song Qingshu looked at Grand Master with unbearable eyes: "Master, must this be the case?"

"Actually... maybe... we can change the way."

Zhang Sanfeng laughed. He knew Song Qingshu's worries, and his eyes showed unprecedented confidence.

"Your master no longer knows what failure is."

"When I went to the Western Regions to kill Huo Tutuo, Bashang and Basiu could only watch. Do you know why?"

"If they dare to move, I will kill them together!"

Song Qingshu laughed: "I understand."

"I know how to do the following things."

"Go." Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand.

Song Qingshu bowed respectfully and walked out, closing the door and taking a deep breath.

One thing became clear to him at this time.

Discussing swords in Huashan is very troublesome.

The older generation is too determined and has given up life and death.

Now that the Yuanshi Building is about to collapse, they have nothing to worry about.

Their generation's responsibility is over and they need a result.

Taishifu is much calmer than other older generations.

Grand Master is so determined, one can imagine the situation of others.

"But I don't want to." Song Qingshu sighed in his heart.

Maybe it is the best result for the older generation, but this is not the result he wants.

He couldn't bear to see the older generation die.

Zhang Zhenren was his grand master, and Ximen Ouyang single-handedly raised Yang Xue.

Shaolin Sandu Monk is the last pillar of Shaolin. Master Kongwu is dead.

Nothing can happen to these people.

"Zhang Wuji, I didn't expect that Grand Master would have included you."

Song Qingshu knew the Taishi's determination from the moment he heard the Taishi tell Zhang Wuji about Zhang Wuji's participation in the Zhenwu Seven Sections Formation.

The Grand Master has made arrangements for fifty years from now.

No more worries.

“It’s passed down from generation to generation.”

"call……"

Song Qingshu walked towards his room, knowing that Yang Xue and others were waiting for his reply.

Once, he wanted to use the Zhenwu Seven Sections Formation to discuss swordsmanship in Huashan Mountain and help the older generation.

Now it seems...the older generation doesn't think so.

The older generation didn't have high demands on them, they just needed to stop Jing Bufan and the others.

As for other things, they are not needed.

In other words, I don’t want them to interfere.

Be it Grand Master, Senior Ximen Ouyang, or Shaolin Sandu Divine Monk.

Everyone's ideas are very simple, just do whatever Song Qingshu wants to do.

All in order to overthrow Yuanshi.

Hit them when it's time to hit them, and don't take them into consideration.

They don't need to worry about the younger generation. If Song Qingshu really cares about them, they will be disappointed.

Qi Mu and others are now the mainstay of the martial arts world, and they are also people who can play an important role in overthrowing the Yuanshi in the future.

Can't die!

"Then let's fight." Song Qingshu showed a confident smile on his face.

What the Grand Master said before was very clear.

The Grand Master went to the Western Regions to kill Huo Tutuo. Others could only watch and die if they moved.

Grand Master is very, very strong, so strong that he cannot understand it, and neither can others.

Creak...

Song Qingshu opened the door and walked in directly.

Yang Xue, Youlan Zhuya and others all looked over with some surprise in their eyes.

At this time, Song Qingshu's eyes changed greatly compared to before.

"What's wrong?"

"What did Master Zhang say?"

Song Qingshu smiled confidently: "Let's go and have a look."

"Nothing can happen over there. If not, let's have a fight. There will be a fight sooner or later anyway."

"No fear of life or death!"

Yang Xue, Youlan Zhuya and others looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

Song Qingshu has changed too much.

There was worry in Song Qingshu's eyes before, but now it's all gone.

"Sir...what did you talk about with Master Zhang?" Dongfang You looked at Song Qingshu curiously.

So does everyone else.

Song Qingshu smiled: "It's a good thing, Grand Master has already left us a trump card."

"We will definitely be able to stop Jing Bufan and the other three without any surprises."

"Zhang Wuji learned the Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation, which was taught by the Grand Master."

"The six of us plus Zhang Wuji can completely suppress Yuan Shi."

Hearing this, the four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya were shocked.

Zhang Wuji?

Zhang Wuji is not bad at all, and he has been in Wudang for a long time.

If Zhang Zhenren taught him personally, then there would definitely be no problem.

In this way, their seven-man formation was assembled.

"Let's go." Song Qingshu could understand the surprise of the girls, and he was the same at first.

He was surprised by Zhang Wuji's joining.

Grand Master has not said it until now, probably for the future.

I am speaking out now probably because I am aware of my own hesitation.

When everyone left the room, Jing Bufan and others noticed it not far away.

They have been waiting for Song Qingshu.

According to their estimation, Song Qingshu was slower than they thought.

"Together." Song Qingshu smiled and looked at Jing Bufan and others in the distance.

The people in Yuanshi didn't object. They all went downstairs together, thinking about walking outside.

The older generation of Yuanshi also came out.

But no one moved, but watched quietly.

Yuan Shi is not worried about Jing Bufan and others suffering losses, and Zhang Sanfeng and others are not worried about Song Qingshu suffering losses either.

Song Qingshu, Jing Bufan and others went there this time. Even if there was a big battle, the chance of death was very small.

After all, there are many people in Shenxiakou. As long as someone is injured, others will take care of him.

Killing by force is very difficult.

Even if that side wins, they will definitely be injured.

With the sound of horse hoofbeats, Song Qingshu, Jing Bufan and others all left the Golden Inn.

Everyone moved forward together for a while and then separated.

Shenxiakou.

There were a lot of people gathered here at this time, and the first people to arrive from the Beggar Clan were already hiding in the mountain peaks.

A small number of people have already walked out of Shenxiakou to meet Qi Mu and others.

The originally peaceful and desolate land was now extremely lively.

On the sandy road, Wang He led his men to the place where Qi Mu and others were delivering the message.

He knew he had to be quick.

"How far is it?" Wang He asked quickly to the people on the side.

"Come on, it's right in front." One person responded quickly.

For a moment, everyone vaguely saw black spots in the distance, and many people were entangled together.

"It's them, hurry up!!" Wang He shouted, jumped up from his horse, and ran over using Qinggong.

The speed shocked countless people.

The people in the Beggar Clan knew that Wang He was quite powerful, but they didn't expect him to be so powerful.

This speed is at least top-notch.

In the center of the battlefield.

The situation of Qi Mu and others was not good, they kept fighting and retreating.

The three most seriously injured have been protected in the middle.

Although they are no longer able to form a formation, their current strength has improved a lot compared to the beginning.

Actual combat is the best teacher, and seven days of combat have allowed them to fully adapt to their abilities.

"Don't let them run away, stop them!!" Wang Sai shouted coldly.

The others quickly surrounded him in the distance.

Wang Sai's condition was not good at this time, and his face was pale.

In other words, it’s not just Wang Sai, but others too.

Except for the first-class masters who can sustain the seven-day battle, no one else can.

Ordinary people in the martial arts world have changed several batches.

It is precisely because of this that they can pursue Qi Mu and others.

In the heyday of Saiki and others, these second-rate masters and third-rate characters were useless, but now they are very useful.

The internal energy consumption was too great, and Qi Mu and others did not dare to fight hard.

"You are so cruel." Qi Mu looked at Wang Sai and others in the distance indifferently while resisting the attack.

He knew early on what the Mongolians wanted to do.

Endless consumption consumes them to death.

If they hadn't regained their strength because of the Nine Yang Divine Art they practiced, they would have fallen into trouble long ago.

"We have to go." Liu Bai said in a low voice as he looked at the desperate Mongolians.

Their situation is very bad now and they must run to the mouth of Shenxia Gorge.

Even if it costs a lot, we must break through.

They still have reservations. This is their habit. They always have a backup plan.

The others looked at each other, they must all be exposed now, otherwise they would not be able to leave.

"Don't let them escape." The Mongols are not stupid either.

They have been fighting Qi Mu and others these days.

Already familiar with Saiki,

Whenever they thought there was nothing they could do about Qi Mu and others, this group of people would suddenly burst out with internal energy and break through and leave.

They had suffered losses several times before, so they were extra careful this time.

The moment Qi Mu and others broke out, everyone else was on guard, not fighting at all, just intercepting.

"Trouble." Qi Mu and others frowned and leaned together.

The Mongols surrounded them in the middle, especially near the entrance of Shenxia Gorge.

Mongolia already knows what Qi Mu and others think.

Qi Mu and others can only go to Shenxiakou now, otherwise they will die.

"Kill!" the Mongols roared again.

These days, Qi Mu and others have killed many of them. Today, Qi Mu and others cannot escape.

They will never give Qi Mu and others a chance to recover.

During this time, they have seen the recovery ability of Qi Mu and others.

"Go away and leave us alone." Wang Cheng yelled and rushed out thinking about the front.

He has been injured and has little chance of leaving.

Instead of everyone else dying here, it's better to open a way by yourself. With a desperate blow, you will definitely be able to open one.

The other two injured people saw Wang Cheng's move and immediately followed suit.

A terrifying internal force erupted directly from his body.

"Your uncle!" Liu Bai roared angrily and rushed over.

The same goes for Qi Mu, Zhang Cang and others.

"We must die together."

"It's just risking your life, come on!"

"Come!!"

The twelve of them have made it this far, and their feelings are self-evident, and they will not leave alone.

"Hold on, we'll be here soon." Qi Mu roared angrily because he was afraid that Wang Cheng and the others were seeking death.

"Can't die."

"Believe me."

"Believe me."

"..."

The Mongolian sneered at the madness of Qi Mu and others.

They were just afraid that Qi Mu and others would not go crazy. Only if they went crazy would they have a chance.

Qi Mu and others have always been too calm, but now it's just right.

"Damn it!" Wang Sai was originally happy that Qi Mu and others fought for their lives, but suddenly he saw a figure approaching at great speed in the distance, and his expression changed drastically.

"Stop that man!!"

"stop!!"

Wang Sai roared angrily and rushed towards the person.

The arrival speed is very fast, at least first-rate.

He couldn't understand how there could be first-rate masters here in the Central Plains.

They all know the whereabouts of the top masters in the Central Plains.

Who is this person!

"Who do you think you are? Stop me!" Wang He laughed wildly at the people rushing towards him.

He ignored the people rushing towards him and moved flexibly through the crowd. Every time he moved, someone would fall down.

Looking from a distance, all you can see is blood splattering in the air, and figures falling down one by one.

"Wudang swordsmanship." Wang Sai roared angrily.

"You are Wu-Tang!!"

"How is it possible? How is it possible that Wudang has a first-rate master!!"

The faces of the other Mongolians changed drastically. Wang He was quick in movement and ruthless in his attacks, while the third-rate masters basically used one sword at a time.

This is definitely a master, a top master.

So far, Wang He has never had gang energy, but even so, no one doubts Wang He's strength.

This is an absolute top player who has absolute confidence in himself.

"Qi Mu, let's go!" Wang He laughed and rushed straight to Qi Mu.

A terrifying internal force appeared on the long sword and slashed out directly.

Everyone in front could only get out of the way, and some people who had no time to get out of the way were knocked back and fell to the ground.

"I...this..." Qi Mu and others were all confused.

Isn’t this ridiculously strong...

They are also the masters of the Nine Yang Divine Art, but they are not even the slightest bit different from Wang He.

"There are real differences between people." Liu Bai smiled bitterly as he approached Wang He.

So does everyone else.

Wang He was much stronger than them in terms of combat experience and internal strength.

The others looked at Qi Mu and others gathering with Wang He, their faces extremely ugly.

Wang He held the long sword in his right hand and pointed it directly at the Mongols, his eyes extremely cold.

"Are you coming again?"

The strong wind blew up Wang He's gown. Facing dozens of Mongolians, Wang He showed absolute momentum.

Fear nothing.

"Now that I'm doing it, I'll keep an eye on you top-notch masters and kill them. Can you stop me?"

Wang He's calm voice echoed in the air.

Tread...

Tread...

At this time, the sound of horses was heard in the distance, approaching Wang Sai and others at great speed.

Almost at the same time that everyone heard the sound, they saw several figures approaching quickly.

"A few cripples." Qi Mu smiled calmly beside Wang He.

"You gave us a break before and gave you two hours of rest, you are a paper tiger."

The sound was not loud, but the Mongols could hear it.

After a few people from Mongolia came over, their expressions changed slightly.

Wang Sai's deep voice sounded: "The people from Wudang are very strong in the Nine Yang Divine Art, better than Qi Mu and others."

"Absolute master."

"In my heyday, I might not have been able to compete with this person."

The expressions of other people in Mongolia suddenly changed.

"Wudang, Wang He." Wang He put away all the swords. He knew that the other party was scared to death.

The Mongols have gone through seven days of fighting and can maintain at most 20% of their combat effectiveness.

He has no fear.

The Mongolian looked extremely gloomy as he put away the blood-stained sword.

Wang He's actions were too contemptuous.

Wang He was sure that they would not dare to take action.

"By the way, I also know how to use the Zhenwu Seventh Formation." Wang He looked at the Mongolian with a smile on his face.

"You should know about the Seven Zhenwu Formation, right?"

"Senior Brother Song taught Qi Mu and the others, so I learned by the way."

"Try?"

The Mongols were worried about this if they didn't take action.

They knew very well the power of the Zhenwu Seven Intercept Formation.

Although Qi Mu and others are injured now, Wang He is at full strength. Others assist Wang He, and Wang He's combat strength is extremely terrifying.

Before, Liu Bai and others were not as strong as Wang He. With the support of the formation, they could not resist at all, so they had to find a way to separate them and fight.

Now...it's difficult.

"The Beggars are here?" A Mongolian man said in a low voice as he looked at the figure in the distance.

The Mongolian turned around and saw that someone was indeed coming over there.

"They are stalling for time." Qi Mu's cold voice sounded.

Wang He smiled: "I know."

"Waiting for someone."

"Who isn't?"

"Senior Brother Song is looking at the masters of the Yuan Chamber."

"Just come if you come. I don't believe that Senior Brother Song will suffer a loss."

Qi Mu and others laughed, indeed...

In this situation, it is unlikely that the other party will keep them.

Only Jing Bufan and others came.

The sky was filled with yellow sand, and the only sound in everyone's ears was the sound of horse hooves, and no one moved.

Wang Cheng and the other three injured people quickly paid for the elixir.

They were already seriously injured, and with the previous sudden outbreak, their injuries were even more serious now.

The Mongolian eyes kept flashing.

They wanted to keep Qi Mu, Wang He and others, but they were afraid.

I'm afraid there are experts in the Beggar Clan behind.

So far, too many people have appeared in the Nine Yang Divine Art, including Qi Mu and twelve others, plus Wudang Wang He.

Maybe... there's someone else.

People from the Beggar Clan are rushing this way, and so are the Mongolian people.

There are indeed many Mongols, but there are no masters.

On the other hand, in the Central Plains, they may not have many second-rate masters, but among their first-rate masters, there is Wang He in his heyday.

As for whether it is hidden or not, Mongolia is not sure.

In this situation, we can only wait for Jing Bufan and others to come over.

When the Beggar Clan arrived, Qi Mu and others recovered immediately.

The same is true for the Mongols. The current situation is that we can only wait.

Wang He directly helped Qi Mu and others recover from their injuries, and the recovery of the Nine Yang Divine Art was already strong.

In addition, everyone practiced the same technique, so the recovery was extremely fast.

Not long after...

In the expectant eyes of everyone, several black figures appeared in the distance.

Everyone's hearts tightened, everyone knew that the person they were waiting for was coming.

"Hey, you're not dead yet?" Before Song Qingshu arrived, some teasing voices rang out.

Qi Mu and others woke up from recovery, a few people smiled awkwardly, and everyone stood up.

"Young Master Song, Mrs. Song."

"Young Master Song, Mrs. Song."

"..."

The Beggars saluted respectfully to Song Qingshu, Yang Xue and others.

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue nodded slightly to everyone.

"Sorry for the trouble, thank you."

Everyone waved their hands.

"Young Master Song, I'm out of town."

"Young Master Song, I'm out of town."

"..."

"Senior Brother Song." Wang He greeted with a smile.

The four girls Youlan Zhuya quickly checked the injuries of Qi Mu and others.

"Sir, it's okay."

Song Qingshu nodded, looked at Wang He and said with a smile, "It's troublesome."

Wang He laughed: "It should be."

"Anyway, idle is idle."

Song Qingshu smiled. He was familiar with Wang He and was not polite.

Brick looked at Qi Mu and others.

"It's a bit miserable."

"If I hadn't saved Wang He, you would have all been carried."

"No."

"If you risk your life, I won't kill you."

Qi Mu and others looked embarrassed. They had always been careless before, and most of the time they had someone to help them.

Not this time.

Without Wang He, they are really doomed.

"Look at you, you both have the Nine Sun Magic Skill, now you know the difference." Song Qingshu knew Wang He's strength very well.

Although he did not see Wang He take action, he was sure that Qi Mu and others were shocked.

Wang He has a good foundation, and with the personal guidance of the Grand Master, he must be very strong.

"Strong!" Qi Mu and others nodded.

"Young Master, you can't blame us for this. We have reached the sky in one step, while Wang He has taken steady steps."

"Yeah, almost normal."

"This will satisfy us."

"Yes, yes, it can't be compared, it can't be compared."

"..."

Everyone also knew that Song Qingshu was just joking, and they were used to it anyway.

Everyone is a typical dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"It's worthless." Song Qingshu cursed with a smile.

Not far away, Jing Bufan and others looked at Wang He, their eyes flashing.

They didn't expect that in addition to Qi Mu and others, there was also Wudang Wang He who practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art and achieved great success.

How much did Song Qingshu hide?

"Let's talk?" Jing Bufan looked at Song Qingshu and shouted.

"Don't talk about it." Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan and smiled disdainfully.

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me."

"I can beat you to death, do you believe it?"

Hearing this, the expressions of all the Mongolians suddenly changed.

Is Song Qingshu too crazy?

Jing Bufan, Yuanzhe, Yuan Qing, Bagu Cang, Luo Xun, and Luo Ying narrowed their eyes.

Song Qingshu is a bit abnormal.

Song Qingshu at this time was very different from the one before at the inn.

It's not just Jing Bufan and the others who are confused.

The four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya were also a little confused. Song Qingshu was too domineering at this time.

In other words, Jing Bufan and others were not taken seriously at all.

Others in the Central Plains didn't pay much attention.

Whether it is Wang He, Qi Mu and others, or the Beggar Clan, everyone knows how Song Qingshu handles things.

always like this.

"Three thousand cavalry can arrive in two hours at most." Jing Bufan pointed behind him.

Although he was very confused about Song Qingshu's attitude, he didn't think much about it.

There was no time for him to think about it now.

"Can the battle be over in two hours?"

The Central Plains people were shocked.

Three thousand cavalry, if these people come, they can't stop them at all.

At least it can't be blocked here. The cavalry is a great weapon.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu ignored Jing Bufan and turned to look at Wang He: "Can all the top Mongolian masters be killed?"

"Okay." Wang He smiled confidently.

"If I can't finish the killing, I'll kill myself."

Song Qingshu laughed and turned to look at Jing Bufan: "Try?"

"What's the use of ten first-class masters who are half disabled?"

"Lao Qi and others use the life-extending method of the ancient tomb once. At worst, they will be seriously injured and go back to recuperate for three to five years. It is a good deal to replace them with a group of second-rate Mongolian masters."

"As for the others..."

"Hey, do you think you're old enough to kill them?"

"Talk to me, what qualifications do you have?" Song Qingshu smiled contemptuously.

Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya were shocked. They knew very well that Qi Mu and others did not know how to extend their lives.

Song Qingshu was completely bluffing.

Today's Song Qingshu is terrifyingly strong.

They didn't understand what Song Qingshu was going to do.

"You are determined to have a fight, right?" Jing Bufan and others knew what Song Qingshu meant.

Song Qingshu is now forcing them to take action.

They felt the fighting spirit in Song Qingshu.

They knew very well that the people below would definitely not be able to fight.

After using the ancient tomb life-extending method, the consequences will be serious.

Even if Qi Mu and others really knew how to extend their lives, they would be basically useless after using them, and it would be impossible to recover them in three to five years.

"Yes!" Song Qingshu's deep voice sounded.

"Everyone else, let's go and have a fight."

"Beat me. You can ask whatever you want."

Jing Bufan and others looked at Song Qingshu with deep eyes.

What did Song Qingshu want to do, and why was he so anxious to fight against them.

They know very well that as long as both sides take action, even if no one is killed, they will end up seriously injured.

Is Song Qingshu afraid that they will interfere with what will happen next?

Fight or not?

The current situation is impossible without fighting.

There must be an explanation for the Nine Yang Divine Art.

There are three thousand cavalry behind the Mongols. Why should Song Qingshu end everything after two hours of fighting?

They were certain that Song Qingshu had a purpose in wanting to fight with them.

"Okay." Jing Bufan responded in a deep voice.

"I don't know why you want to fight with us, but we can accompany you in this one."

"But you must make it clear about the Nine Yang Divine Art."

"Otherwise... let's just take action and let each of us settle down to our destiny."

"Even if Qi Mu and others use the life-extending method, they will be destroyed in the end. Qi Mu is a talented person, you know better than me."

"If they abolish it, we can accept this result."

"You are quite a thief." Song Qingshu looked at Jing Bufan and laughed.

This guy is really troublesome, and he immediately thought of fighting for a purpose.

He did have a reason for fighting, but it was more because he was afraid that something would happen to Qi Mu and others.

How is it possible for Qi Mu and others to replace ten first-rate Mongolian masters with a group of second-rate masters and third-rate characters?

Unless he's crazy.

As for the Nine Yang Divine Art, he didn't care at all and just told him.

His main purpose is that nothing happens to Qi Mu and others and they can leave.

Turning to look at Qi Mu and others.

"Go back and do your own thing."

"Let's all go."

Wang He, Qi Mu and others nodded slightly to Song Qingshu, Yang Xue and others, and left directly.

The same goes for the people in the Beggar Clan.

It was similar in Mongolia. Jing Bufan asked the others to leave directly.

There is no need for the people below to fight in this battle, and everyone will gain more than they lose.

Song Qingshu was so strong that he was forced to fight, so let's fight.

Anyway, sooner or later we have to fight.

Just find out about the Nine Yang Divine Art.

A moment.

Everyone else left, leaving only the four girls Song Qingshu, Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya.

The only masters left on Jing Bufan's side were Yuan Qing, Yuan Zhe, Ba Gu Cang, Luo Xun and Luo Ying.

"Tell me, what's going on with the Nine Yang Divine Art?" Jing Bufan asked.

Song Qingshu immediately felt relaxed when he saw Qi Mu and others leaving.

"What do you want to ask?"

"which aspect."

"How many people? Or is it strength? Or is it the conditions for success?"