"Aye ~" Icy Snow responded sweetly. She held Xiao Long Nu's hand and sat down at the side. Then, they started chatting happily.
"There are too many people here. Let's go somewhere else." Song Qingshu put his hand under Icy Snow's armpit and held her in his arms.
Although Icy Snow was not used to being so intimate with him in public, she could only blush and let him be when she thought of the mask. When she saw Xiao Long Nu's startled expression, she quickly said, "Little Junior Sister, there are too many bad people here. Come with us."
Xiao Long Nu might be naive, but she was not stupid. She understood that many of the Mongolians were better than her in martial arts. It was not a wise move to go alone. Although Yin Zhiping was not killed, the mastermind, Zhao Zhijing, was already executed. Her anger had mostly dissipated.
She grew up in the ancient tomb. When she was very young, her master died. She only had Grandma Sun with her. Her only Senior Sister, Li Mochou, was her enemy instead of a friend because she was after the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra. Now that she suddenly realized that she had a gentle Senior Sister, Xiao Long Nu subconsciously treated her as a family member.
"You want to leave after killing someone? Aren't you too arrogant?" Zhao Min sneered. "Moreover, Miss Long Nu lost. According to the bet, she should stay by my side and teach me swordsmanship."
As if they got a hint, Xiaoxiang Zi and the other two who were closest to them blocked in front of them. The three of them were terrified by Xiao Long Nu's swordsmanship. However, after seeing Jinlun Fawang turn the tables, they calmed down. They understood that they were just frightened by her amazing swordsmanship. As long as they focused on defense, it would be difficult for her sword to cause any substantial damage to the three of them.
They had embarrassed themselves in front of Zhao Min and Huazheng, so they needed to prove their worth again. Otherwise, they might not have a good time in the Mongolian camp in the future.
Although Song Qingshu's sword strike had shocked everyone, the three of them had heard that he was related to Xiao Long Nu, and that they were from the same sect. They had subconsciously thought that Song Qingshu's sword art was the same as Xiao Long Nu's, only faster. Just now, he had succeeded in one strike because he had been caught off guard. The three of them had the experience of fighting with Xiao Long Nu, so if they worked together, they should have no problem dealing with Song Qingshu.
Nimoxing's temperament was the most irascible. After his legs were broken, he became even more irascible. Because it was difficult for him to move, he had been knocked to the ground by Jinlun Fawang and Ouyang Feng's palms. He felt extremely awkward. Out of the three of them, he was the one who needed to redeem his image the most. So, with a loud roar, he swung his iron crutch towards Song Qingshu.
He had learned from his previous experience of not being able to keep his footing, so he used the 'Thousand Catty Fall' kung fu. He didn't look for any fancy moves, only strength, and tried to force Song Qingshu to meet force with force. From what he saw, although Song Qingshu was wearing a mask, he shouldn't be over thirty years old. How much power could he have?
Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Nimoxing was the first to charge at him even though his legs were broken. In the original novel, the three of them were sometimes strong and sometimes weak. At their peak, they were able to challenge Jinlun Fawang in the Mongolian Tent. When they worked together, they were able to suppress Guo Jing. According to the narration, at that time, other than the Five Masters, Guo Jing, and a few others, they were strong enough to dominate the world.
Who would have thought that they would be easily pushed around by Yang Guo and Huang Yaoshi. Nimoxing was also killed by Yang Guo with a jade hairpin. At the end of the novel, the other two were also sent flying by Jueyuan, who only had internal energy but no martial arts. Although they were called the Three Mongolian Heroes, they were ridiculed by the readers as the Three Mongolian Balls …
Nimoxing saw that Song Qingshu's mind was wandering and couldn't help but be overjoyed. He lowered his iron crutch and swept it towards Song Qingshu's legs. He couldn't move freely right now, and Song Qingshu's lightness kung fu was too high. He had to destroy his opponent's greatest advantage right from the start.
Nimoxing saw that his crutch was about to hit Song Qingshu's legs. He didn't have time to be happy when he felt the crutch in his hand sink. The crutch in his right hand had been stepped on by Song Qingshu's foot.
Nimoxing quickly used all his strength to pull back. He didn't know that when his opponent stepped on it, it was like a mountain pressing down on him.
Nimoxing saw that Nimoxing's face was red. Song Qingshu sighed and said, "It's better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. You are so free and unfettered in India. Why did you come to the Central Plains and get involved in this mess?"
After saying this, the strength in the soles of his feet suddenly disappeared without a trace. Nimoxing used all his strength to pull back. His hand suddenly became empty. He quickly pulled back his crutch and with a 'peng' sound, it hit his chest. If this blow was from an enemy, based on Nimoxing's martial arts, even if he couldn't block it, he would still use his internal energy to resist. Now that he hit himself, he didn't have the slightest bit of strength to resist. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. His vision went black and he fell on his back to the ground.
Not far away, Zhao Min frowned. She couldn't help but curl her lips and secretly scold him for being a piece of trash.
Although Xiaoxiang Zi and Yin Kexi were somewhat afraid of Song Qingshu's martial arts, they didn't think that his real martial arts could be much higher than theirs. Seeing Nimoxing in such a sorry state, they thought that after his legs were broken, he became extremely useless. Yin Kexi rushed forward a few steps and picked up the crutch from the ground. He handed it to Nimoxing. Nimoxing took it. He supported himself on the ground and wanted to jump far away. Who would have thought that his arm was still numb? As soon as he tried to support himself, he unexpectedly fell down.
Xiaoxiang Zi always rejoiced in other people's misfortune. As long as other people were unlucky, regardless of friend or foe, he would always be happy. He thought, "This Indian shorty has always been conceited and doesn't accept me. This is the end of him. Now that the martial arts experts have gathered, I must quickly capture this Ximen Chui Xue first. This is a good opportunity to make a name for myself in front of the princess and princess. "He leapt forward and shouted," Xiaoxiang Zi is here to experience your sword skills! "
Hearing Xiaoxiang Zi announce his name, a trace of disgust flashed across Song Qingshu's face. He thought that Imperial Concubine Xiaoxiang was a peerless beauty of her generation. His name was similar to hers, it was a form of humiliation. Therefore, he didn't show any mercy. He used the tip of his foot to hook up a bench and kicked it towards him.
While Xiaoxiang Zi was waving his staff, he thought of many possibilities, such as how Song Qingshu would deal with his attack. Who would have thought that while he was still so far away, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. With a 'peng' sound, the bench was smashed into pieces. Xiaoxiang Zi's eyes were dazed from the impact. It was as if he was drunk and spun around on the same spot. It looked like he would lose the ability to fight for a short period of time.
When Yin Kexi was fighting with Xiao Long Nu, his wrist was injured by her. Now his martial arts were greatly reduced. He knew that if he fought alone, he wouldn't be this mysterious person's opponent. He always acted cautiously. At the same time as Xiaoxiang Zi attacked, he waved his Golden Dragon Whip towards Song Qingshu's body. Who would have thought that Xiaoxiang Zi would be attacked halfway. Yin Kexi wanted to withdraw his Golden Dragon Whip but it was too late.
Song Qingshu held the whip between his fingers. He saw that the whip was decorated with jewels, diamonds, and white jade. He smiled and said, "This weapon is quite expensive." As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers shook the whip slightly. Yin Kexi felt a strange force coming from the whip. The web between his thumb and forefinger split open. He couldn't hold it anymore.
He heard a 'ding dong dong dong' sound. Gold, silver, and jewels scattered all over the floor. The Golden Dragon Whip, which was decorated with jewels, was shattered into pieces.
Yin Kexi didn't even have time to feel sorry for himself. The strange force coming from the whip made him retreat three or four steps before he could stand up. His face was like gold paper. Although there was a smile on his face, it was more miserable than happy. He felt as if his internal organs had been flipped over. He stood there, not daring to circulate his Qi or move half a step. It was as if he was frozen.
The dissatisfaction on Zhao Min's face became stronger and stronger. She thought to herself, "Why are the masters under Khubilai so useless?" On the other hand, the Master of Jin Gang, Taoist Baisheng, Jinlun Fawang and the others were shocked. They knew the martial arts of Xiaoxiang Zi and the others very well. It wouldn't be difficult for them to defeat any one of them. But if the three of them were to join forces, it was hard to say who would win. Not to mention the fact that the three masters lost their ability to fight in just one move.
On the other side, Ouyang Feng and Qiu Qianren looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. With their cultivation, they could naturally see how magical Song Qingshu's three ordinary moves were in the blink of an eye. It looked easy and simple but if they were in his shoes, they wouldn't be able to do it as easily as he did.
With this delay from the three of them, the Master of Jin Kong School and Taoist Priest Bai Shen had already reacted and blocked Song QingShu from the front and back. Jinlun Fawang's eyes also flickered as he eyed Song QingShu covetously.
The Xuanming Elders didn't move. Firstly, they had to protect Zhao Min and Huazheng. Secondly, their master had already made a move. It wasn't convenient for them to move.
"Oh?" Song Qingshu's eyebrows twitched. "I didn't think I'd have to trouble so many grandmasters to fight against me."
Taoist Baisheng and the Master of Jin Gang's faces turned red. With their status, even if they fought Song Qingshu one on one, they would inevitably be labeled as bullying the weak. However, they could see that Song Qingshu's martial arts were unfathomable. Although they weren't afraid of fighting him one on one, they knew that one of them wouldn't be able to stop him. Thus, they left their seats at the same time.
On the other side, Ouyang Feng laughed. "I hate people who bully the weak. My hands are a little itchy today. If you don't mind, how about we fight together?"
The expressions of the Mongolians changed. Before this, some of them might not have thought much of Western Poison, but after witnessing the might of Ouyang Feng's attack, even though it was a sneak attack, their Jinlun Fawang was indeed injured by him. There was no way they wouldn't be afraid.
Song Qingshu was secretly amused. He thought that he and Ouyang Feng were really fated to be on the same side as him even though he was wearing a mask. "If that's the case, I'll do as you say. But who will you choose as your opponent, Mister Ouyang?" With a free fighter, Song Qingshu naturally wouldn't be so stupid as to force himself to fight against both of them.
Ouyang Feng thought, 'That Taoist Priest Hundred Damages has been famous for decades. He's really unfathomable. There's no need for me to take the risk. I'll just let Ximen Chui Xue, who I also don't know how strong he is, deal with him. I'll observe from the side, and I'll be able to find out more about the two of them. On the other hand, it's the Master of Jin Gang. Even though his martial arts are also extraordinary, based on the martial arts he displayed just now, I might not be able to win for sure, but at least I won't lose …'
When she saw that the people from the Jin Kingdom were involved, Zhao Min instantly felt a headache coming on. With their strength, whether it was against Ximen Chui Xue or the people from the Jin Kingdom, they would definitely win. However, now that the two sides had formed an alliance, it was hard to say who would emerge victorious.
Zhao Min quickly calculated in her mind. Since it was two against two against Taoist Priest Hundred Damages and the Master of Jin Gang, they would not be able to determine the victor within a short period of time. They still had the Xuanming Elders, Jinlun Fawang, and other masters on their side. It should not be a problem for them to deal with the Jin Kingdom's Iron Palm expert. However, now that Jinlun Fawang was injured, and Xiao Long Nu and the others would not sit idly by, they might not be able to gain any advantage in a chaotic battle.
Zhao Min shook her head. Just as she was about to have Taoist Priest Hundred Damages and the others let 'Ximen Chui Xue' and the others leave, she suddenly raised her head and saw a group of people coming in from the entrance of the inn. Her beautiful eyes immediately shone with a strange light. She was immediately confident that she would win.
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