Although the monks were dressed in kasayas, they could not hide the viciousness on their faces. Coupled with the strange scimitars in their hands, Song Qingshu immediately realized that they were disciples of the Blood-Blade Sect.
"Why are the people of the Blood-Blade Sect assassinating Wei Xiaobao?" Song Qingshu was very confused. The two should have nothing to do with each other.
However, Song Qingshu did not plan on saving Wei Xiaobao right now. Saving someone required timing. Wei Xiaobao's guards were strong enough. Even if he easily defeated the monks of the Blood-Blade Sect, he might not be that important to Wei Xiaobao. Only by putting Wei Xiaobao in a desperate situation could he maximize the effect of saving someone.
What did you mean by not expecting anything in return? Sorry, but Song Qingshu had never been that kind of person.
The monks of the Blood-Blade Sect were far more skilled than the Bell and Sword Duo. The guards under Wei Xiaobao struggled to deal with them. They only managed to fend off the assassins by relying on their advantage in numbers.
"Sir Wei, have you found a suitable lover on your trip to Jiangnan?" With a long laugh, Song Qingshu noticed a valiant-looking middle-aged monk appear on the roof. As he spoke, he slowly swept the back of his scimitar across his shiny bald head.
Seeing that signature movement and connecting it to the way he called himself, Song Qingshu thought to himself, Could this be the Blood-Blade Ancestor?
In Jin Yong's novels, the Blood-Blade Ancestor was definitely not the most skilled, but he had the most glorious battle record. He faced four experts of the same level as him and killed three of them and captured one. He was known as the number one combat expert.
Wei Xiaobao did not know about the Blood-Blade Ancestor's name. However, when he saw the aura of the Blood-Blade Ancestor, he rubbed his ears that were hurting from the Blood-Blade Ancestor's laughter. He thought to himself, Hot piece mother, my subordinate can only fight to a draw with these monks who look like small fries. This new monk is just short of writing 'I am an expert' on his forehead. Once he makes a move, Wei Xiaobao will become a dead Xiaobao.
Then, a smile appeared on Xiao Bao's face and he chuckled, "Senior's aura is mighty and majestic. I, Xiao Bao, love making friends the most in my life. Today, I happened to meet a beautiful young lady. If Senior finds her pleasing to the eye, feel free to take her away. There's no need to be polite with me."
Shui Sheng, who was standing to the side, let out an extremely indignant voice. Unfortunately, her small mouth had long since been gagged, and in the end, all that could be heard was a whimper.
Blood Knife Ancestor glanced at Shui Sheng in surprise. He couldn't help rubbing his chin as he nodded, "Yes, she's indeed a beauty. Hmm, she's still a virgin. Not bad, not bad. I like her."
Wei Xiaobao looked at him with a look of admiration. "An expert is indeed an expert. Even from so far away, you can still see that this young lady is still a virgin. Xiaobao's admiration for you is really like a surging river, continuous and unending …"
Blood Knife Ancestor laughed hollowly twice, "Everybody says that the Great Qing Country's Wei Jueye is a little hero who upholds justice and is generous to the needy. Seeing it today, it is indeed a well-deserved reputation. If it wasn't for the fact that we're both masters, this ancestor would really like to befriend you. What a pity, what a pity. You're truly the number one combat expert of the Golden Book!
It's a pity. "
Listening to his words, Wei Xiaobao broke into a cold sweat. He secretly regretted being careless for not bringing Fat Toutuo, Lu Gaoxuan, or the brothers of Tian Di Hui's Green Wood Hall. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been so weak. This Zhang Kangnian usually boasted so much that it could shake the heavens, but at a critical moment, he's useless. If I can escape with my life this time, I'll definitely let Xiao Xuanzi drive all of you back to your hometown …
While Wei Xiaobao's imagination was running wild, his subordinates had already been mostly dealt with by Blood Knife Monk.
Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian led the remaining guards in front of Wei Xiaobao to protect him. Their voices were somewhat trembling as they said, "Wei … Wei Jueye, the situation … is somewhat not good."
"Not good my ass. Anyone can see it." Wei Xiaobao was speechless as he cursed, "Everyone else is dead. How come the two of you aren't injured at all?"
Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian looked at each other and could only smile awkwardly.
Song QingShu saw that it was about time. With Wei Xiaobao's character, who knew if he would suddenly use his glib tongue and escape with his own ability? At that time, Song QingShu's wishful thinking would fail.
Song QingShu coughed gently and walked out from the darkness. He shook his head and sighed as he looked at the people of the Blood Blade sect. "Monks are supposed to be merciful, yet the masters have actually committed the sin of killing. Their sins are just too great."
When Wei Xiaobao saw Song Qingshu, his eyes immediately brightened. His ability to read people's thoughts and body language was second in the world, but no one dared to say they were first.
Mu Wanqing and even Feng Qingyang thought that the wooden sword on his back was just a decoration, but Wei Xiaobao could see that it was unusual with a single glance. "To appear in such a handsome appearance that can be struck by lightning, if he's not an idiot, then he's an otherworldly master. Looking at his calm and composed expression, he's clearly not the former."
"This great hero carries a wooden sword on his back. It's obvious that he's an expert among experts. These evil monks don't have any Buddhist compassion at all. They want to take our lives. Please save us, great hero." Once Wei Xiaobao gained confidence, his attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn.
"Hmph, killing is a nuisance from the Zen sects of the Central Plains. We Buddhists from the Tibetan border don't have that many rules." Blood Knife Ancestor chuckled. He looked at the wooden sword on Song Qingshu's back and hesitated for a moment before asking, "I say, little brother, can your wooden sword really hurt people?" Although he had never heard of someone using a wooden sword as a weapon, his natural instincts still made him subconsciously feel wary of Song Qingshu.
"Your Blood Knife can hurt people, so why can't my wooden sword?" Song Qingshu smiled faintly, but he felt extremely good inside. This feeling of showing off was not bad at all.
Blood Knife Ancestor hesitated for a moment, but he still ordered his disciples to attack. Now that the world was in chaos, many sects in the Western Regions were looking for a wise ruler. Most of them chose the more powerful Mongolia. However, choosing which Mongolian king was a different matter. Some chose Cha Han, the Prince of Ruyang, while others chose Khubilai, who was more famous. Blood Knife Ancestor, however, believed that Temujin favored his seventh grandson, Ali Buge. Chapter 502: The Number One Master in Actual Combat
In the future, the position of Khan would definitely be passed to him, so he led the Blood Knife Sect to seek refuge with Ali Buge.
Now, Ali Buge was guarding the Mongolian plains and was in a stalemate with the Manchurian Qing. This time, they found out that Kangxi had sent his most trusted aide, Wei Xiaobao, to the Song Kingdom in the south to discuss an alliance.
Ali Buge was worried that after the Manchurian Qing and Song Kingdom formed an alliance, he would have nothing to worry about and his situation would become even more difficult. After learning of this, Blood Knife Ancestor volunteered to lead his disciples south, planning to kill Wei Xiaobao within the Song Nation's borders. This way, not only would the Manchurian Qing and the Song Nation be unable to form an alliance, but they might even start a war because of Wei Xiaobao's death.
Although Blood Knife Ancestor's intuition told him that this strange young man in front of him was not as simple as he seemed, time was of the essence. He had to finish this quickly and kill Wei Xiaobao before the Song Kingdom could react. Therefore, he let his disciples take the lead and test Song Qingshu's strength. Chapter 51- Two Little Perverts
The second generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect, led by Bao Xiang, were not weak at all. In the original novel, Ding Dian knew that he would be at a disadvantage if he fought them head-on, so he deliberately used sneak attacks to win.
Song Qingshu did not dare to be careless. With a jolt of his inner energy, the wooden sword flew out from his back, accompanied by the sound of a dragon's roar.
Bao Xiang and the others were shocked. Taking advantage of their daze, Song Qingshu used the Big Dipper Technique, leaving only an afterimage. "Clap, clap, clap!" After a few crisp sounds, Bao Xiang and the others felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and the blood knives in their hands fell to the ground. They looked up in shock and saw that Song Qingshu had already returned to his original position, and the wooden sword was back in its scabbard.
It turned out that as a modern person, Song Qingshu was not used to killing people. Just now, he had only used the sword to strike the acupoints on their wrists, preventing them from recovering their battle prowess in a short period of time.
"Holy sh * t!" Blood Knife Ancestor was shocked. "This little brat's martial arts are higher than Ancestor Grandfather's. This is going to be difficult."
On the side, Wei Xiaobao was even more dumbstruck, his whole body trembled violently, "This is a real expert, if we have his support, what Empress Dowager the old witch, what Divine Dragon Hong Jiaozhu, what Cheng Guan Shizhi … they are nothing but fart."
Song Qingshu was very satisfied with Wei Xiaobao's reaction, because he had originally planned to borrow Wei Xiaobao's power. Naturally, he needed to shock Wei Xiaobao with his own strength.
Blood Knife Ancestor, on the other hand, was in a dilemma. He was determined to win this time, but Meng Qi's martial arts were obviously higher than his. Looking down at his disciples' expectant eyes, he was shocked. "If I retreat without a fight, Grandfather's prestige will definitely be greatly damaged. These ingrates might have other ideas."
After making up his mind, Blood Knife Ancestor kicked with the tip of his foot, and a few tiles flew towards Wei Xiaobao, who was watching the show. Hearing the sound of the tiles breaking through the air, if Wei Xiaobao was hit, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
Song Qingshu was shocked. Wei Xiaobao was of great use to him now, so he couldn't let him be injured. He hurriedly circulated his qi from his dantian to the acupoints on his shoulder and back, circulating it through the Yin Heel Meridian and Yin Linking Meridian. He stretched out his hands and used the "Twin Dragons Fetching Water" of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, forcibly sucking the flying tiles over.
"This brat's inner strength is really frightening." This thought flashed through Blood Knife Ancestor's mind. Taking advantage of the time when Song Qingshu was saving Wei Xiaobao, he leaped up and swung the blood knife in his hand at Shui Sheng, who was unable to move.
Everyone present thought that he would take the opportunity to assassinate Wei Xiaobao, but who would have thought that he would instead use such a ruthless knife to hack at a delicate little girl!
Song Qingshu was also shocked. He hurriedly circulated his qi and leaped high into the air, attacking Blood Knife Ancestor's back with the move "Flying Dragon in the Sky".
Blood Knife Ancestor revealed a sinister smile. It turned out that although his attack towards Shui Sheng seemed ruthless, he had actually held back ninety percent of his strength. He had calculated that a young man like Song Qingshu would definitely not bear to see a beautiful girl cut in half and would definitely rush over to save her. However, the opening created by his hasty circulation of qi gave Blood Knife Ancestor an opportunity to take advantage of.
With a flick of his wrist, the second generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect appeared in his hand.
The second generation disciples of Blood Knife Sect, led by Bao Xiang, were not weak at all. In the original work, Ding Dian knew that he would be at a disadvantage if he fought them head-on, so he deliberately used sneak attacks to win.
Song Qingshu did not dare to be careless. With a shake of his inner strength, the wooden sword flew out from his back, accompanied by a trace of a dragon's roar.
Bao Xiang and the others were startled. Taking advantage of their daze, Song Qingshu used the Big Dipper Technique, leaving only an afterimage. "Pa! Pa! Pa! "After a few crisp sounds, Bao Xiang and the others felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and the blood knives in their hands fell to the ground. Looking up in shock, they saw that Song Qingshu had already returned to his original position, and the wooden sword had once again been sheathed.
It turned out that as a modern person, Song Qingshu was not used to killing people. Just now, he had only used the sword to hit the acupoints on their wrists, preventing them from recovering their combat strength in a short period of time.
"Holy sh * t!" Blood Knife Ancestor was startled. "This little brat's martial arts are higher than Ancestor Ancestor's. This is going to be troublesome."
Wei Xiaobao, who was at the side, was even more dumbfounded. His whole body trembled violently. "This is a true expert. With him supporting us, what Empress Dowager, what Divine Dragon Sect Leader Hong, what Teacher Nephew Cheng Guan … are nothing."
Song Qingshu was very satisfied with Wei Xiaobao's reaction. Because he had originally planned to borrow Wei Xiaobao's power, he naturally needed to shock him with his own strength.
Blood Knife Ancestor, on the other hand, was in a dilemma. He was determined to win this time, but the other party's martial arts were clearly higher than his. Looking down at the disciples' expectant gazes, he was shocked. "If I retreat without a fight, grandfather's prestige will definitely be greatly damaged. These ingrates might have other ideas."
Having made up his mind, Blood Knife Ancestor kicked with the tip of his foot, and a few tiles flew towards Wei Xiaobao, who was watching the show from the side. Hearing the sound of wind breaking, if Wei Xiaobao was hit, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
Song Qingshu was shocked. Wei Xiaobao was of great use to him now, so he couldn't let him be injured. He hurriedly circulated his Qi from his dantian to the acupoints on his shoulder and back, circulating it through the Yin Heel Meridian and Yin Linking Meridian. He stretched out his hands and used the "Twin Dragons Fetching Water" of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, forcibly sucking the flying tiles over.
"This brat's inner strength is really terrifying." This thought flashed through Blood Knife Ancestor's mind. Taking advantage of the time when Song Qingshu was saving Wei Xiaobao, he leaped up and swung the blood knife in his hand at Shui Sheng, who was unable to move.
Everyone present thought that he would take the opportunity to assassinate Wei Xiaobao. Who knew that he would instead use such a ruthless knife to hack at a delicate little girl!
Song Qingshu also turned pale with fright. He hurriedly circulated his inner strength and jumped up high, using the Flying Dragon in the Sky to attack Blood Knife Ancestor's back.
Blood Knife Ancestor revealed a sinister smile. It turned out that although his attack towards Shui Sheng looked ruthless, he actually held back ninety percent of his strength. He had calculated that a young man like Song Qingshu wouldn't be able to bear to see a beautiful girl being cut in half and would definitely rush over to save her. His hurried circulation of inner strength created a flaw, giving Blood Knife Ancestor the opportunity to take advantage of.
With a flick of his wrist, the second generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect appeared in his hand.
The martial arts of the second generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect, led by Bao Xiang, were not weak at all. In the original work, Ding Dian knew that he would be at a disadvantage if he fought them head-on, so he deliberately used sneak attacks to win.
Song Qingshu didn't dare to be careless. With a jolt of his inner strength, the wooden sword flew out from his back, accompanied by a trace of a dragon's roar.
Bao Xiang and the others were startled. Taking advantage of their daze, Song Qingshu used the Big Dipper Technique, leaving only an afterimage. "Pa, pa, pa!" After a few crisp sounds, Bao Xiang and the others felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and the blood knives in their hands fell to the ground. Looking up in shock, they saw that Song Qingshu had already returned to his original position, and the wooden sword had once again returned to its sheath.
It turned out that as a modern person, Song Qingshu was not used to killing people. Just now, he had only used the sword to strike the acupoints on their wrists, preventing them from recovering their strength in a short period of time.
"Holy sh * t!" Blood Knife Ancestor was startled. "This little bastard's martial arts are higher than Ancestor Grandfather's. This is going to be troublesome."
Wei Xiaobao, who was standing to the side, was even more dumbfounded. His whole body trembled violently. "This is a true expert. With his support, what Empress Dowager, what Divine Dragon Sect Leader Hong, what Teacher Cheng Guan … are nothing."
Song Qingshu was very satisfied with Wei Xiaobao's reaction, because he had originally planned to borrow Wei Xiaobao's power. Naturally, he needed to shock Wei Xiaobao with his own strength.
Blood Knife Ancestor, on the other hand, was in a dilemma. He was determined to win this time, but Meng Qi's martial arts were obviously higher than his. Looking down at the disciples' expectant eyes, he was startled. "If I retreat without a fight, Grandfather's prestige will definitely be greatly damaged. These ingrates might have other ideas."
Making up his mind, Blood Knife Ancestor kicked with the tip of his foot, and a few tiles flew towards Wei Xiaobao, who was watching the show. Hearing the sound of the tiles breaking through the air, if Wei Xiaobao was hit, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
Song Qingshu was shocked. Wei Xiaobao was of great use to him now, so he couldn't let him be injured. He hurriedly circulated his Qi from his dantian to the acupoints on his shoulder and back, circulating it through the Yin Heel Meridian and Yin Linking Meridian. Reaching out with both hands, he used the "Twin Dragons Fetching Water" of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, forcibly sucking the flying tiles over.
"This brat's inner strength is really frightening." This thought flashed through Blood Knife Ancestor's mind. Taking advantage of the time when Song Qingshu was saving Wei Xiaobao, he leaped up and swung the blood knife in his hand at Shui Sheng, who was unable to move.
Everyone present thought that he would take the opportunity to assassinate Wei Xiaobao, but who would have thought that he would instead use such a ruthless knife to hack at a delicate little girl!
Song Qingshu was also shocked. He hurriedly circulated his Qi and leaped high into the air, attacking Blood Knife Ancestor's back with the move "Flying Dragon in the Sky".
Blood Knife Ancestor revealed a sinister smile. It turned out that although his attack towards Shui Sheng seemed ruthless, he had actually held back ninety percent of his strength. He had calculated that a young man like Song Qingshu would definitely not bear to see a beautiful girl being cut in half and would definitely rush over to save her. However, the opening created by his hasty circulation of Qi had given Blood Knife Ancestor the opportunity to take advantage of.
With a flick of his wrist, the second generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect appeared in his hand.
The second generation disciples of Blood Knife Sect, led by Bao Xiang, were not weak at all. In the original work, Ding Dian knew that he would be at a disadvantage if he fought them head-on, so he deliberately used sneak attacks to win.
Song Qingshu did not dare to be careless. With a shake of his inner strength, the wooden sword flew out from his back, accompanied by a trace of a dragon's roar.
Bao Xiang and the others were startled. Taking advantage of their daze, Song Qingshu used the Big Dipper Technique, leaving only an afterimage. "Pa! Pa! Pa! "After a few crisp sounds, Bao Xiang and the others felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and the blood knives in their hands fell to the ground. Looking up in shock, they saw that Song Qingshu had already returned to his original position, and the wooden sword had once again been sheathed.
It turned out that as a modern person, Song Qingshu was not used to killing people. Just now, he had only used the sword to hit the acupoints on their wrists, preventing them from recovering their combat strength in a short period of time.
"Holy sh * t!" Blood Knife Ancestor was startled. "This little brat's martial arts are higher than Ancestor Ancestor's. This is going to be troublesome."
Wei Xiaobao, who was at the side, was even more dumbfounded. His whole body trembled violently. "This is a true expert. With him supporting us, what Empress Dowager, what Divine Dragon Sect Leader Hong, what Teacher Nephew Cheng Guan … are nothing."
Song Qingshu was very satisfied with Wei Xiaobao's reaction. Because he had originally planned to borrow Wei Xiaobao's power, he naturally needed to shock him with his own strength.
Blood Knife Ancestor, on the other hand, was in a dilemma. He was determined to win this time, but the other party's martial arts were clearly higher than his. Looking down at the disciples' expectant gazes, he was shocked. "If I retreat without a fight, grandfather's prestige will definitely be greatly damaged. These ingrates might have other ideas."
Having made up his mind, Blood Knife Ancestor kicked with the tip of his foot, and a few tiles flew towards Wei Xiaobao, who was watching the show from the side. Hearing the sound of wind breaking, if Wei Xiaobao was hit, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
Song Qingshu was shocked. Wei Xiaobao was of great use to him now, so he couldn't let him be injured. He hurriedly circulated his Qi from his dantian to the acupoints on his shoulder and back, circulating it through the Yin Heel Meridian and Yin Linking Meridian. He stretched out his hands and used the "Twin Dragons Fetching Water" of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, forcibly sucking the flying tiles over.
"This brat's inner strength is really terrifying." This thought flashed through Blood Knife Ancestor's mind. Taking advantage of the time when Song Qingshu was saving Wei Xiaobao, he leaped up and swung the blood knife in his hand at Shui Sheng, who was unable to move.
Everyone present thought that he would take the opportunity to assassinate Wei Xiaobao. Who knew that he would instead use such a ruthless knife to hack at a delicate little girl!
Song Qingshu also turned pale with fright. He hurriedly circulated his inner strength and jumped up high, using the Flying Dragon in the Sky to attack Blood Knife Ancestor's back.
Blood Knife Ancestor revealed a sinister smile. It turned out that although his attack towards Shui Sheng looked ruthless, he actually held back ninety percent of his strength. He had calculated that a young man like Song Qingshu wouldn't be able to bear to see a beautiful girl being cut in half and would definitely rush over to save her. His hurried circulation of inner strength created a flaw, giving Blood Knife Ancestor the opportunity to take advantage of.
With a flick of his wrist, the second generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect appeared in his hand.
The martial arts of the second generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect, led by Bao Xiang, were not weak at all. In the original work, Ding Dian knew that he would be at a disadvantage if he fought them head-on, so he deliberately used sneak attacks to win.
Song Qingshu didn't dare to be careless. With a jolt of his inner strength, the wooden sword flew out from his back, accompanied by a trace of a dragon's roar.
Bao Xiang and the others were startled. Taking advantage of their daze, Song Qingshu used the Big Dipper Technique, leaving only an afterimage. "Pa, pa, pa!" After a few crisp sounds, Bao Xiang and the others felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and the blood knives in their hands fell to the ground. Looking up in shock, they saw that Song Qingshu had already returned to his original position, and the wooden sword had once again returned to its sheath.
It turned out that as a modern person, Song Qingshu was not used to killing people. Just now, he had only used the sword to strike the acupoints on their wrists, preventing them from recovering their strength in a short period of time.
"Holy sh * t!" Blood Knife Ancestor was startled. "This little bastard's martial arts are higher than Ancestor Grandfather's. This is going to be troublesome."
Wei Xiaobao, who was standing to the side, was even more dumbfounded. His whole body trembled violently. "This is a true expert. With his support, what Empress Dowager, what Divine Dragon Sect Leader Hong, what Teacher Cheng Guan … are nothing."
Song Qingshu was very satisfied with Wei Xiaobao's reaction, because he had originally planned to borrow Wei Xiaobao's power. Naturally, he needed to shock Wei Xiaobao with his own strength.
Blood Knife Ancestor, on the other hand, was in a dilemma. He was determined to win this time, but Meng Qi's martial arts were obviously higher than his. Looking down at the disciples' expectant eyes, he was shocked. "If I retreat without a fight, Grandfather's prestige will definitely be greatly damaged. These ingrates might have other ideas."
Making up his mind, Blood Knife Ancestor kicked with the tip of his foot, and a few tiles flew towards Wei Xiaobao, who was watching the show. Hearing the sound of the tiles breaking through the air, if Wei Xiaobao was hit, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
Song Qingshu was shocked. Wei Xiaobao was of great use to him now, so he couldn't let him be injured. He hurriedly circulated his Qi from his Dantian to the acupoints on his shoulder and back, circulating it through the Yin Heel Meridian and Yin Linking Meridian. Reaching out with both hands, he used the "Twin Dragons Fetching Water" of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and forcibly sucked the flying tiles over.
"This brat's inner strength is really frightening." This thought flashed through Blood Knife Ancestor's mind. Taking advantage of the time when Song Qingshu was saving Wei Xiaobao, he leaped up and swung the blood knife in his hand at Shui Sheng, who was unable to move.
Everyone present thought that he would take the opportunity to assassinate Wei Xiaobao, but who would have thought that he would use such a ruthless knife to hack at a delicate little girl!
Song Qingshu was also shocked. He hurriedly circulated his Qi and leaped high, using the Flying Dragon in the Sky to attack Blood Knife Ancestor's back.
Blood Knife Ancestor revealed a sinister smile. It turned out that although he had attacked Shui Sheng fiercely, he had actually held back ninety percent of his strength. He had predicted that a young man like Song QingShu would not be able to bear to see a beautiful girl being cut in half and would definitely rush over to save her. However, the opening created by Song QingShu had given Blood Knife Ancestor a chance to take advantage of.
With a flick of his wrist, the second generation disciples of the Blood Knife Sect appeared in his hand.
The second generation disciples of Blood Knife Sect, led by Bao Xiang, were not weak at all. In the original work, Ding Dian knew that he would be at a disadvantage if he fought them head-on, so he deliberately used a sneak attack to win.
Song Qingshu did not dare to be careless. With a shake of his inner strength, the wooden sword flew out from his back, accompanied by a trace of a dragon's roar.
Bao Xiang and the others were startled. Taking advantage of their daze, Song Qingshu used the Big Dipper Technique, leaving only an afterimage. "Pa! Pa! Pa! "After a few crisp sounds, Bao Xiang and the others felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and the blood knives in their hands fell to the ground. Looking up in shock, they saw that Song Qingshu had already returned to his original position, and the wooden sword had once again been sheathed.
It turned out that as a modern man, Song Qingshu was not used to killing people. Just now, he only used the sword to hit the acupoints on their wrists, preventing them from recovering their combat strength in a short period of time.
"Holy sh * t!" Blood Knife Ancestor was startled. "This little brat's martial arts are higher than Ancestor Ancestor's. This is going to be troublesome."
Wei Xiaobao, who was at the side, was even more dumbfounded. His body trembled violently. "This is a true expert. If I have him to support me, what Empress Dowager, what Divine Dragon Sect Leader Hong, what Teacher Cheng Guan … are nothing."
Song Qingshu was very satisfied with Wei Xiaobao's reaction. He had originally planned to borrow Wei Xiaobao's power, so he naturally needed to shock him with his own strength.
Blood Knife Ancestor, on the other hand, was in a dilemma. He was determined to win, but the other party's martial arts were clearly higher than his. Looking down at the disciples' expectant gazes, he was shocked. "If I retreat without a fight, grandfather's prestige will definitely be greatly damaged. These ingrates might have other ideas."
Having made up his mind, Blood Knife Ancestor kicked with the tip of his foot, and a few tiles flew towards Wei Xiaobao, who was watching from the side. Hearing the sound of wind breaking, if Wei Xiaobao was hit, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
Song Qingshu was shocked. Wei Xiaobao was of great use to him now, so he couldn't let him be injured. He hurriedly circulated his qi from his dantian to the acupoints on his shoulder and back, circulating it through the Yin Heel Meridian and Yin Linking Meridian. He stretched out his hands and used the "Twin Dragons Fetching Water" of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, forcibly sucking the flying tiles over.
"This brat's inner strength is really terrifying." This thought flashed through Blood Knife Ancestor's mind. Taking advantage of the time when Song Qingshu was saving Wei Xiaobao, he leaped up and swung the blood knife in his hand at Shui Sheng, who was unable to move.
Everyone present thought that he would take the opportunity to assassinate Wei Xiaobao, but who knew that he would use such a ruthless knife to hack at a delicate little girl!
Song Qingshu also turned pale with fright. He hurriedly circulated his qi and leaped high, attacking Blood Knife Ancestor's back with the move "Flying Dragon in the Sky".
Blood Knife Ancestor revealed a sinister smile. It turned out that although his attack on Shui Sheng seemed ruthless, he had actually held back ninety percent of his strength. He had calculated that a young man like Song Qingshu would definitely not bear to see a beautiful girl cut in half, so he would definitely rush over to save her. However, the opening created by his hasty circulation of qi gave Blood Knife Ancestor the opportunity to take advantage of.
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