Yelu Yixin stared at everyone coldly. To be honest, he had always been a little afraid of Song Qingshu. After all, a person's reputation was like the shadow of a tree. Moreover, he had fought with Song Qingshu before and knew that Song Qingshu's martial arts skills were really rare.
However, now that he had learned the Divine Blade Slash and had severely injured the super expert Xue Yiren with a single slash, he was bursting with confidence and no longer took Song Qingshu seriously.
"So what if I am?" Yelu Yixin glanced at Icy Snow greedily, "I've long been interested in the beautiful widow, Hu Yidao. However, it was inconvenient for me to make a move previously for the sake of the great cause, so I could only endure it. Now that the dust has settled, I don't have to suppress it anymore. Killing her husband and taking his wife is the happiest thing in the world!"
Icy Snow trembled with anger, "Big Brother Hu was really killed by you."
"Initially, Black Spirit Ice wanted Hu Yidao and Miao Renfeng to perish together, but unfortunately, only one died." Yelu Yixin shook his head as if he was regretful, "If I had known that Hu Yidao and Miao Renfeng's wives are both great beauties, I would have done it myself instead of relying on Tian Guinong."
"Shameless!" Icy Snow was trembling with anger, but she did not lose her mind. Her opponent's bewitching slash just now made her wary. She knew that not only would she not be able to take revenge, but she would also be easily controlled by him.
Yelu Yixin shifted his gaze to Zhao Min next to him, "Princess, you're here too. Why? Are you here for the antidote of the Three Corpse Brain Pill? Don't worry, as long as you serve me well, I'll give you the antidote."
Zhao Min said coldly, "Don't worry, I'll tear you into pieces."
"Really?" Yelu Yixin snorted. When he saw Su Quan next to him, he could not help but look surprised, "Eh, the Empress is here too."
"Yelu Yixin, I've learned of your plot. Just wait for your family to be exterminated!" Su Quan was still using Xiao Guanyin's appearance, so she was using Xiao Guanyin's tone to speak.
"Your Highness can't even protect yourself right now, so why are you still putting on airs as an empress?" Yelu Yixin snorted. "Do you think Yelu Hongji will believe you? Right now, he's in a state of extreme anger from being cuckolded. He probably won't even see you. "
Speaking of this, Yelu Yixin suddenly looked at Song Qingshu with admiration. "Sometimes I have to admire you for being able to get involved with so many famous beauties and chivalrous women in Jianghu. Now even the Empress of Great Liao can't escape from your clutches. Tut, tut, tut, your luck with women is really enviable."
"Devil's claw?" Song Qingshu was speechless. "Devil your sister's claw!"
Hearing his words, Yelu Yixin's face was filled with anger. "Hmph, but that's all in the past. I'll gladly accept your female confidantes."
As soon as he said this, Zhao Min and the other two women blushed, obviously embarrassed and angry at the same time.
Song Qingshu looked at him strangely. "I really don't understand where your confidence comes from. Do you think you're invincible just because you've learned the Divine Knife Slash from hundreds of years ago?"
Yelu Yixin laughed loudly. "My martial arts are already good enough to be arrogant in Jianghu. Now that I've learned the Divine Knife Slash, it's like adding wings to a tiger. Song, I know your martial arts are good, but today you're destined to die under the Full Moon Scimitar."
Song Qingshu shook his head and sighed. "From what you've said before, this knife is a demonic knife. It has a strange demonic nature that can easily affect its owner's mind. I didn't think much of it at first, but seeing how arrogant you are now, it seems that the rumors are true."
Yelu Yixin's expression changed slightly. Clearly, he had also realized the same problem when he heard the other party's reminder. However, he quickly adjusted his mood. "Hmph, with the Divine Knife in hand, I'm invincible. So what if I'm a little arrogant?"
Song Qingshu smiled faintly. "Even with the Divine Knife in hand, some people are destined to never become the God of Knives."
"Then you can try." Yelu Yixin sneered, and the unique dragon roar of a divine weapon rang out in the room. The scimitar in his hand was like an antelope's horn as it slashed towards Song Qingshu.
Zhao Min and the other women could only see the full moon rise in the room again. They couldn't see anything else and could only be anxious but unable to help.
Song Qingshu, however, had a different feeling. The moment the other party slashed at him, the surrounding air seemed to become sticky. He wanted to move, but found that his body felt like it had sunk into a swamp. To move, he had to use ten times his usual strength. In a battle between experts, there was only a sliver of difference. This moment of delay was enough for the other party to kill you more than ten times.
"No wonder the leader of the Ming Dynasty could dominate the martial arts world with the Divine Knife Slash. This martial art has indeed touched the threshold of space." At this moment, Song Qingshu was still in the mood to comment on the other party's knife technique. However, the next moment, the demonic knife light had already slashed to the end, cutting him in half.
However, Yelu Yixin didn't feel happy at all. Because the feeling of the knife just now made him understand that he hadn't hit the other party's real body, but only an afterimage.
The knife in his hand didn't stop and directly swung back from the bottom. This was the advantage of the Full Moon Scimitar. It could draw circles even more than Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji Fist.
With a crisp 'ding' sound, the tip of the saber chopped the Sword Qi that was stabbing towards the back of his neck. The saber and the sword collided, and the dispersed Sword Qi shattered the mask on his face, revealing Murong Jingyue's original appearance.
Murong Jingyue's heart sank. The attack just now had shattered his final fantasy. He had fought head-on, but he hadn't been able to dispel the other party's sword Qi. Obviously, the other party's skills were above his.
However, he didn't have time to care about anything else. Seeing Song Qingshu's gradually appearing figure, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide in shock. "How is this possible! How did you suddenly appear behind me! "
Just now, he had firmly locked onto the other party, but the moment the knife was about to hit the other party, the other party's aura suddenly disappeared. He kept his eyes wide open, but the other party's clothes didn't even move. How could he directly appear behind him?
Song Qingshu shook his head. "The Divine Knife Slash has indeed touched the threshold of space. Unfortunately, the person using the knife is still a person in the painting, unable to jump out of the box of space."
Just now, when he executed Imminent Chasm, he wasn't in this space, so the Divine Knife Slash naturally couldn't restrain him.
Murong Jingyue's face suddenly flashed with a trace of ruthlessness. The crescent moon scimitar in his hand split into a male and female scimitar and shot towards Icy Snow and Su Quan in a strange arc. The speed of the scimitar wasn't inferior to the Divine Scimitar Chop.
Song Qingshu's expression finally changed. Although Icy Snow and Su Quan's martial arts weren't weak, they most likely couldn't withstand this bewitching and demonic knife. How could he sit still when he imagined the scene of the other party dying? He instantly executed Imminent Chasm twice to strike down the male and female knives.
However, Murong Jingyue took advantage of this opportunity and arrived at Zhao Min's side. Zhao Min hastily counterattacked, but it was a pity that Murong Jingyue's martial arts had already advanced by leaps and bounds. In an instant, Murong Jingyue had seized the vital point on her neck.
"Song, you still lost in the end." With the hostage in hand, Murong Jingyue regained his confidence.
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