Just as he was about to grab Duan Yu, a fist suddenly landed on his shoulder. Jiu Mozhi felt as if he had punched a ball of cotton. Startled, he hurriedly dodged to the side and saw an old man with white hair and a youthful face standing next to Duan Yu. It was Zhou Botong.
"What's the big deal about bullying the younger generation? Fight me if you can." At this moment, Zhou Botong was also feeling gloomy. He had just suffered quite a bit at Song QingShu's hands, but now that there were several experts surrounding them, he couldn't bring himself to fight them with numbers. Coincidentally, he saw the situation over here, so he made a move to save Duan Yu.
"Thank you for saving me, Senior," Duan Yu hurriedly thanked him.
"You're welcome. Anyway, I owe the Duan family a favor." Zhou Botong waved his hand and did not want to talk to him. He directly jumped over and started fighting with Jiu Mozhi.
Glancing at the situation over there, Song Qingshu's face darkened. Looking at those who had been clinging to him, he said, "In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Feeling the wind gathering around them, Xuan Ci and Xuzhu's expressions changed. They had experienced the destructive Sword Qi of this man before. At that time, all the masters of Shaolin Temple had almost died in his hands, let alone the two of them.
The two hurriedly jumped out of the fighting circle and used their unique skills to protect themselves. But this made things difficult for Reverend Yideng. He had been supporting them, but now he had to face Song Qingshu head-on.
Feeling an unprecedented crisis, Reverend Yideng did not dare to be careless. He used the Xiantian Skill and Yang Finger to poke at the scattered Sword Qi around him.
"Watch out!" Hong Qigong, who had been watching from the side, secretly sighed that the new generation really surpassed the old. This young man's martial arts were really incredible. Suddenly, he realized that Reverend Yideng was in danger, so he hurriedly used the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms. A vague dragon-shaped palm force rushed at Reverend Yideng with an extremely fierce power, shattering the Sword Qi that was attacking him.
Song Qingshu slightly withdrew his hand. "Today's matter has nothing to do with you. Please stand aside and watch." Reverend Yideng was a kind man, but he was used because he didn't know what was going on. Moreover, Wang Chongyang had taught him the Sun Finger, so he owed Reverend Yideng a favor. Naturally, he wouldn't hurt Reverend Yideng.
As for Hong Qigong, he was Huang Rong's master. If anything happened to him, how could he face her in the future?
"Looking at the time, she should have given birth. I wonder if it's twins like in the original novel …" Song Qingshu was lost in thought for a moment.
Hong Qigong and Reverend Yideng looked at each other and saw the dilemma in each other's eyes. This man's kung fu was really unfathomable, and they didn't know what would happen if they really fought with him. Besides, they didn't have any reason to fight. But they were one of the Five Greats of the Central Plains, if they retreated because of a young man's words, their reputation would be ruined in Jianghu.
While they were hesitating, their expressions suddenly changed, and they shouted at the same time, "Watch out!"
At this moment, Song QingShu was pondering whether Huang Rongsheng was alive or not. Suddenly, he felt a sense of foreboding. In a flash, he had already used So Close, Yet Worlds Apart, and moved three feet to the side. A black shadow appeared at the place where he had just been standing, and his fist struck empty air. Visible ripples appeared in the air. If he had been hit, even with Song QingShu's cultivation, he would have been seriously injured.
Song Qingshu's face turned cold. As soon as he moved three feet to the side, a sharp Sword Qi shot toward the man. In an instant, the man had no way to dodge.
In the distance, Xuan Ci and Xuzhu's hearts skipped a beat. They had seen this move before, and it was this move that had wiped out all the masters of the Shaolin Temple. But they soon realized that this move was launched in a hurry, and its power and range were much smaller than last time.
After missing his attack, he was immediately faced with a sky full of Sword Qi. The black shadow was obviously also shocked. He hurriedly used his hands to block in front of his body with extremely mysterious hand seals. The surrounding people couldn't even see his hand movements clearly. All they could see was a black vortex forming in front of him, gradually melting the sky full of Sword Qi.
"What?" Song Qingshu was stunned. When he was about to continue, a pale yellow figure suddenly jumped into the field.
"Stop fighting!" Huo Qingtong stood between the two, looking at them anxiously. "Our common enemy is the Mongolians. You're hurting your friends and making the enemy happy!"
"You're friends with him?" Song Qingshu asked with a faint smile. But since Huo Qingtong was standing between them, he couldn't do anything.
"Miss Huo, why are you here?" The black shadow spoke. Just now, he was surrounded by a black mist, so everyone could see his face clearly.
"The Sect Master of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Wuji?"
There was no lack of people who had seen him before, especially the people of the Shaolin Temple. Xuan Ci and Xuzhu looked at each other and communicated with each other through Secret Voice-sending.
"Zhang Wuji looks a little strange."
"Yes, he used to be as gentle as jade. Maybe it's because he cultivated the [Nine Yang Divine Art] that he had a warm and comfortable feeling, but now …"
"His whole body is gloomy and treacherous, and his temperament is completely different."
"I heard that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min both followed Song. Could it be that this blow caused his temperament to change?"
"It's possible, but it's good that a big enemy has come, so Song has no time to ruin our plan."
At this time, Huo Qingtong replied, "I came to the Central Plains to persuade various countries, and I met Prince Song on the way, so I planned to persuade him first …"
Before she finished speaking, Zhang Wuji frowned and interrupted, "Have you been with him all this time?"
Huo Qingtong's face turned pale. Only now did she realize the grudge between the two, especially after what happened to Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min. As his fiancée, she really shouldn't be so close to another man.
But she quickly raised her head and said, "Yes, I think that the Golden Snake Camp is the key to the success of the alliance in the Central Plains, so I tried to persuade him." She was not the kind of woman who fought for favor in the harem. She had great love in her heart, and she carried the future of the entire border on her shoulders. Naturally, she wouldn't let some romantic feelings affect her official business.
Song Qingshu had a faint smile on his face. In the original work, Huo Qingtong was also this arrogant. She and Chen Jialuo were in love, but unfortunately, they met Li Yuanzhi who was disguised as a man. Huo Qingtong knew that Li Yuanzhi was a girl, but Chen Jialuo didn't know. Although Huo Qingtong knew that Chen Jialuo didn't know, she was unwilling to explain. She thought that the most important thing in a relationship was to be intimate. If you don't believe me, it's useless to say anything. If you believe me, I don't have to say anything. Unfortunately, Chen Jialuo misunderstood her and fell in love with Princess Xiangxiang.
"With this kind of temperament, if he wants to poach someone, he'll definitely succeed." Looking at the beautiful figure, Song Qingshu suddenly thought.
Zhang Wuji snorted and said, "I wonder how your lobbying is going?"
Huo Qingtong glanced at Song Qingshu, and a hint of annoyance appeared between her brows. "Prince Song is very cunning. He hasn't agreed to any substantial conditions."
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