Seeing that her lover's attention was not on her, Shi Xiangyun could not help but pout. It was obvious that in her heart, everything else was secondary. Only her lover's care and love were the most important.
But then she thought about it again. As a man, it was normal for Brother Wei to pay more attention to his career. Now that several masters were fighting, it was a rare opportunity to observe. Brother Wei had always liked martial arts, so it was not strange for him to have such a reaction.
Thinking of this, Shi Xiangyun instantly beamed with joy. A girl in love would only think about her lover. It was as if she could forgive anything the other party did.
Following her lover's gaze, Shi Xiangyun saw Song Qingshu fighting valiantly against the two masters of the Beggar Sect. She could not help but sigh, "I didn't realize that he was quite handsome before. But compared to my Brother Wei, he is still a bit lacking."
Song QingShu had already exchanged dozens of blows with the two of them. If he was fighting against any one of them, he would have already captured them. However, the two of them were constantly looking out for each other, neutralizing each other's attacks, which made them much more difficult to deal with.
"One of them has the Yijin Jing, and the other has the Absorbing Stars Great Skill. But they give me a feeling that they are from the same source. It is really strange." Song Qingshu frowned. One of them had learned the divine skills of a righteous sect, while the other had learned the evil skills of a demonic sect. But for some reason, their martial arts were strangely similar. It was as if they came from the same sect. Otherwise, they would not be able to cooperate so well and would have been defeated by him long ago.
"Let me see your true face." Song QingShu snorted coldly and suddenly disappeared into thin air.
Chen Youliang and the man in gray were alarmed. They quickly dodged to the side, but it was too late. Song Qingshu had already appeared next to the man in gray. He poked at the major acupuncture point on the man's waist with one finger and grabbed at the man's face with the other.
The man in gray was shocked. In a hurry, he used his best skill to block the attack.
As the two fingers collided, the grey-robed man felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He no longer had the strength to resist the claw that was descending towards his face. If Chen Youliang hadn't grabbed his waist and leaped back several feet in time, there would have been a few more bloody holes on his head. He would have followed in the footsteps of the Elder of Law Enforcement at the Lion-slaying Convention.
Song Qingshu did not follow up with another attack. Instead, he raised his finger and looked at the thin layer of frost on it. He finally guessed the other party's identity. "Illusory Yin Finger, so you're the Mixed Element Thunderbolt Palm, Cheng Kun!"
When Yang Xiao was struck by Cheng Kun's Illusory Yin Finger, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His entire body stiffened and he was unable to move for several hours. However, Song Qingshu only needed to circulate his inner breath to dispel the coldness on his finger.
"Weren't you imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple by the Golden Fur Lion King?" Although he had not seen what happened at the Lion-slaying Convention with his own eyes, Song Qingshu was still quite clear about the general situation. That was why he was very confused. How could a theoretically disabled person, a prisoner in prison, suddenly appear here alive and well?
At this time, the man in gray's mask had been swept off by the strong wind, revealing his original appearance. It was indeed the Mixed Element Thunderbolt Palm, Cheng Kun.
At this time, Chen Youliang's heart was already trembling. He no longer had the thought of fighting with him. He shouted, "Big Dog Formation! Avenge the former Elder of Law Enforcement and Zhang Bo Longtou! Kill this monster!"
In fact, compared to Song Qingshu, the hatred between the Beggar Clan and Cheng Kun was even greater. After all, Song Qingshu only killed two nine-pouch elders, but Cheng Kun was the main culprit who killed their former Clan Leader.
Unfortunately, for the past two years, Chen Youliang had been painstakingly managing the Beggar Clan; he had purged a large number of elders, and now the Beggar Clan was like an iron bucket. Although there were a few people who still had doubts when they saw Cheng Kun, they were surrounded by Chen Youliang's trusted subordinates.
"Dog-Killing Formation?" Song Qingshu muttered to himself. This Dog-Killing Formation was very famous in the Jianghu. It was the Beggar Clan's cornerstone formation. According to legend, it was comparable to Shaolin's Luohan Formation, Wudang's Zhenwu Seven Sections Formation, and Quanzhen's Big Dipper Formation.
Previously when he was fighting Chen Youliang, two people, the Beggar Clan's experts had already prepared their weapons, ready to step forward to help at any time. Now that they received Chen Youliang's order, they swarmed forward in a flash and arranged the Big Dog Slaughtering Formation.
He saw the crowd of beggars were shouting loudly, the sabers flashed like snow, more than a hundred Beggar Clan martial art masters were holding their curved sabers, surrounding Song Qingshu in the middle. These nearly a hundred people were either singing the Falling Lotus Flower, or groaning in pain, or punching their own chests with their fists, or shouting, "Laoye, Taitai, spare us a mouthful of cold rice!
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Song Qingshu was startled at first, but he immediately understood that these strange cries were meant to disturb the enemy's mind. The footsteps of the crowd of beggars were mixed; they were running and leaping here and there, without the slightest pause. They advanced and retreated, but their movements were rigorous and disciplined.
"Your honorable Clan's' Dog Slaughtering Formation 'has a very good name. It's just that killing a dog is easy, but if you want to subdue a dragon or tame a tiger, this formation is useless. "As soon as Song Qingshu's voice fell, his shadow flashed and he dashed toward the center of the formation.
"Everybody, let's attack together." The crowd of beggars brandished their sabers, some brandished their swords; it was as if a snowflake had bloomed in front of them, swiftly sweeping toward Song Qingshu's body.
They saw Song Qingshu dashed to the left, but his body slanted to the right. His movement was so fast that the crowd of beggars' eyes could not follow him, which made it impossible for them to execute the Big Dog Slaughtering Formation's many exquisite changes. They saw white rays flashed repeatedly, followed by 'puff, puff, puff, puff' noise. The curved sabers in the hands of the 'Dog Slaughtering Formation' beggars were snatched and thrown away by Song Qingshu; each saber was inserted into the beam of the main hall. Nearly a hundred curved sabers were neatly lined up in a row, each saber was inserted about a foot into the beam.
In private, Dongfang Muxue often criticized him for being soft-hearted, but in the end Song Qingshu was not someone who would kill people like flies. These Beggar Clan disciples were only following orders. As the saying goes, 'where it is possible to forgive, forgive.' Therefore, he only snatched their weapons, but did not kill them.
Even so, it was enough to shake people's hearts. The crowd of beggars saw that their Clan's most powerful formation was easily broken by him; they were dumbfounded; one after another they retreated several steps, looking at him as if they were looking at a monster.
Suddenly the quiet main hall was filled with Cheng Kun's angry voice, "Song Qingshu, why haven't you stopped?"
Song Qingshu turned his head around and saw Cheng Kun was grabbing Shi Xiangyun's shoulder with one hand, while the other was pressing on her neck, looking at him with a fearful expression.
"Why should I stop?" Song Qingshu's countenance did not change at all; he only looked at him.
Cheng Kun's breathing stopped; he was somewhat angry out of shame as he said, "Your woman is in my hands; if you dare to act blindly without thinking, my Phantom Yin Finger will poke down, even a deity won't be able to save her." As he said that, his finger pressed down. Shi Xiangyun could not help but cry out in pain.
"If you want to press then press, she has nothing to do with me anyway." Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders, "This woman is treacherous and vicious, she tried to murder me; if you really kill her, I should be thanking you instead."
Shi Xiangyun had just seen him unleashing his invincible power, easily breaking the Beggar Clan's formation; she could not help but stare at him with her beautiful eyes. Now that she suddenly heard her image in the opponent's heart was' treacherous and vicious', these four words, she felt so wronged that she was about to cry. However, when she recalled what she had done to him, this evaluation did not seem to be unjust.
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