Although Song Qingshu's kung fu was very high, the leader of the black-clothed men had his own confidence. His self-created Frost Genuine Qi was the best in Wulin and had tricked many Wulin masters. He believed that even if the mysterious man's internal strength was higher than his, under the influence of the Frost Genuine Qi, the opponent would not be able to win.
"Compete with internal strength? Sure. " Song Qingshu smiled. The speed of cultivating internal strength with the Delightful Zen could be described as' a thousand miles in a day '. Later, after understanding the virtual meridians, he also cultivated the internal strength recorded in the Nine Yin Manual and the Divine Illuminating Scripture. No matter which of these three internal strength was practiced to the extreme, he could look down on all heroes, not to mention that he cultivated all three at the same time. In terms of internal strength, Song Qingshu looked around the whole Jianghu, and there were only three to five people who were worth worrying about.
At this time, Ren Yingying suddenly snorted coldly, "Since the head of the Thirteen Guardians of Mount Song, Ding Mian, is here, then that white-haired old man must be the White-headed Immortal Man, Bu Chen. Rumors in Jianghu say that the White-headed Immortal Man and the Bald Eagle, Sha Tianjiang have always been on good terms, so the person who died before must be the Bald Eagle. Three of the Thirteen Guardians have appeared, why is Left Alliance Master hiding?"
"Miss Ren, you really have a good eye." The leader of the black-clothed men laughed loudly. At this point, there was no need for him to hide his identity. He pulled off his scarf, and sure enough, it was the leader of the Five Mountain Sword Faction, Zuo Lenchan.
"The Mount Song Faction is far away in Henan, but Left Alliance Master assassinated the Manchurian envoy in the territory of the Golden Snake Camp. What is your intention?" Ren Yingying sneered.
"A woman's heart is indeed unfathomable. Miss Ren, you have forgotten Linghu Chong so quickly and are only thinking about your fiancé." Zuo Lenchan laughed, "But Miss Ren, you are thinking too complicated. As a Han, it is my duty to assassinate the Tatar dog official. There is no need for any intention."
"You!" Ren Yingying's pink face turned pale with anger. When Zuo Lenchan mentioned Linghu Chong, she could no longer maintain her rationality. She secretly thought, "If I speak up for the bastard Song at this time, what will happen to my face in Jianghu? Everyone in the world really thinks that I want to marry him. It would be terrible if Brother Chong misunderstood me.
Seeing that Ren Yingying had turned her head away in silence, Zuo Lenchan no longer looked at her. Instead, he looked at Song Qingshu and asked, "I wonder if Your Excellency is a Manchu or a Han?"
"Naturally Han." Song Qingshu could roughly guess what he was going to say, but he didn't care.
"Since Your Excellency is a Han, why do you want to save this Tatar dog official?" Zuo Lengchan said coldly, "Could it be that Your Excellency doesn't know about the Ten Days of Yangzhou and the Three Massacres of Jiading?"
Song Qingshu sighed inwardly, this Zuo Lenchan was indeed an ambitious and ruthless character of his generation. He assassinated Songgotu obviously for his own selfish reasons, but now he described it in a dignified manner, as if he was avenging the Han people.
Before he had time to answer, Wu Yunzhu beat him to it, "There are good people and bad people among Han people, it is the same among Manchurian people. Ever since my father became an official, he has never done any harm to Han people. On the contrary, he helped His Majesty eliminate Oboi, that treacherous official. When Oboi's hands were stained with the blood of you Han people, and he was arrogant, where were you Jianghu people? You didn't dare to look for the real enemy, but instead came to look for my father, what kind of logic is this? "
Seeing that Wu Yunzhu, a weak girl who didn't know any martial arts, could actually speak in such a powerful and resonant voice in front of so many martial arts experts, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be surprised. This little girl didn't seem like an ordinary unmarried girl, she really did have some knowledge.
Who would have thought that Zuo Lenchan didn't care at all, he coldly snorted, "Logic? Ten Days of Yangzhou, Three Massacres of Jiading, who would reason with those innocent souls? "
"You are twisting words and forcing logic!" Wu Yunzhu tightly pursed her lips, she felt wronged, the other person completely ignored her words, it made her feel a deep sense of powerlessness.
Song Qingshu walked over and patted her shoulder, he comforted her, "You don't need to worry too much, do you know why all these people in Jianghu practice martial arts with all their might?"
Wu Yunzhu blankly shook her head.
"Because only when your martial arts are high enough, an idiot will reason with you." Song Qingshu said, his eyes still glancing at Zuo Lenchan.
Ren Yingying, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but burst out laughing, thinking that this person was really bad, this little girl had just said reasonable things, but in the end, Zuo Lenchan didn't have any intention of reasoning with her, he said like this, everyone knew who he was scolding.
Even though they had never heard of the word idiot, it was easy to understand from the literal meaning, Zuo Lenchan instantly became furious, "You really don't know how to behave yourself."
Song QingShu laughed and said, "You played around with the concept before, so why should I talk to you about self-respect? I'm just giving him a taste of his own medicine. "
Zuo Lenchan's face was livid, "You rely on your superior martial arts, are you ignoring heaven's law?"
"If Chief Zuo's martial arts were higher than mine, would you still reason with me right now?" Song Qingshu laughed disdainfully, "As the saying goes, heaven and earth are heartless, treating all living things like straw dogs. In this world, whoever's fist is bigger, his words are the law."
Ren Yingying's eyes lit up, this person's point of view was quite similar to her father's, he seemed to be both good and evil, his actions were quite similar to those of the Devil Sect, he definitely couldn't be tolerated by the righteous, if she could rope him into the sect, it would be great.
"Amitabha, almsgiver already shows signs of being possessed by the devil, the sea of bitterness is boundless, repent and you will be saved." A mellow Buddhist chant shook the spirits of everyone present, followed by a benevolent old monk walking out of the woods.
Zuo Lenchan was immediately overjoyed when he saw the person's appearance, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Greetings, Master Fang Zheng." The reason why he had talked so much with Song Qingshu just now was because he was afraid of his opponent's martial arts, worried that if they really fought, the Song Mountain Sect would suffer a great loss. Now that he had a strong ally like Fang Zheng, he knew that today's hurdle was finally over.
Now that the world was in chaos and heroes were rising, the Song Mountain Sect and the Shaolin Temple lived next to each other, so they understood the principle that the lips were cold and the teeth were cold, so they had secretly formed an alliance to help each other in the Jianghu.
Zuo Lenchan also knew that the Shaolin Temple must be worried that if he succeeded in merging with the Five Mountain Sword Faction, their strength would greatly increase, threatening their position in the Jianghu. But so far, the conflict between the two sects had not intensified, so if the Song Mountain Sect was in trouble, Fang Zheng would not stand idly by.
"Breathing evenly, breathing deeply, I heard that Master Fang Zheng's cultivation of the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture has reached the advanced level, you really live up to your reputation." Song Qingshu bowed slightly, which counted as a salute.
In the original work of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Ren Woxing was at a complete disadvantage when he competed with Fang Zheng, and in the end, Ren Woxing had to use tricks to barely win a round, which showed that Fang Zheng's martial arts were firmly above Ren Woxing's.
However, this was not enough for Song Qingshu to salute him. The reason why he saluted him was because he respected his compassionate heart, which was recognized by everyone in the Jianghu.
As for the fact that in the original work, he and Chong Xu, who were good friends, hid behind the scenes and used Linghu Chong as a tool, Song Qingshu did not think much of it. After all, it was due to their identity, and it had nothing to do with their character.
"Amitabha," Fang Zheng called out the name of Buddha. "The Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture is broad and profound, and this old monk has only scratched the surface. How dare I say that I have reached the advanced level?"
"You've just scratched the surface, but you already have such a cultivation level. I'd like to see if the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture is really so magical." As soon as Song Qingshu's voice fell, his figure disappeared from where he stood.
Fang Zheng's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly put his palms in front of his chest to protect himself. In a split second, a sky full of palm shadows appeared in front of him.
After a dull sound, everyone saw an invisible force appear around Master Fang Zheng, and the leaves on the ground were instantly smashed into pieces. Meanwhile, Song Qingshu had already returned to his original spot.
"Master's Thousand Buddha's Palm really lives up to its reputation." Song Qingshu smiled faintly.
Fang Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "Almsgiver, you only used one palm, but this old monk used nineteen palm strikes to neutralize it. It's really undeserved praise."
Everyone in the field was shocked. Master Fang Zheng's status in the Shaolin Temple was extraordinary. Not only was he highly respected, it was said that his martial arts skills were above the current abbot, Xuan Ci's. Such a person actually needed nineteen palm strikes to neutralize one of his opponent's moves?
Zuo Lenchan's expression suddenly turned ugly. He was very clear about Master Fang Zheng's martial arts skills. He originally thought that with the two of them working together, the other party would not be able to win no matter how high his martial arts skills were. Now it seemed that he had underestimated the other party …
In contrast to Zuo Lenchan's sullen expression, Wu Yunzhu's face was full of excitement. "So my big brother is so powerful!"
Ren Yingying was also in a daze. She wondered, "Compared to that bastard Song Qingshu, whose martial arts skills are better …"
"Master, you're too modest." Song Qingshu immediately stopped smiling. He looked at Zuo Lenchan and asked, "Didn't Chief Zuo say that we would compete in internal energy? Are we going to compete or not?"
Song Qingshu had already made up his mind to kill Zuo Lenchan. Previously, he had enmity with Zuo Lenchan on Mount Tai's Jade Emperor Peak. Later, during the Golden Snake Meeting, Zuo Lenchan's wishful thinking was accidentally destroyed by him. He already hated himself to the core. Moreover, Zuo Lenchan was also a man of great talent and bold vision. He also had the heart to compete for the Central Plains. The Song Mountain Sect and the Golden Snake Camp were not far apart. Sooner or later, there would be a conflict between them. This time, Zuo Lenchan had secretly robbed and killed the Manchurian emissary. It was obvious that he wanted to destroy the peace talks between the Manchurian Qing and the Golden Snake Camp.
Zuo Lenchan's expression was uncertain. After a long time, he snorted and said, "Of course we will compete." In his opinion, if the two of them had a fair fight, he was afraid that he would not be the opponent. However, if it was just a competition of internal energy, it could greatly reduce the gap between the two of them. He had his trump card, the Frost Qi, and might even be able to turn defeat into victory.
Noticing the flickering in his eyes, how could Song Qingshu not know what he was planning? Previously, when they competed in internal energy on Mount Tai's Jade Emperor Peak, Zuo Lenchan was already no match for him. Now that he was even more powerful than before, if he did not take the opportunity to cripple Zuo Lenchan, he would be letting down the trap he had painstakingly dug.
"Master Fang Zheng, please be a witness." Zuo Lenchan bowed to Fang Zheng.
"This …" Master Fang Zheng hesitated. "Competing in internal energy is extremely dangerous. Both of you, please do not overdo it."
"Of course." Song Qingshu and Zuo Lenchan answered at the same time. However, they could both see that the other party did not mean what he said.
"Please enlighten me!" Zuo Lenchan stretched out two fingers and slowly pushed them in front of Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu smiled faintly and raised his palm to meet it.
As their fingers and palms intersected, Song Qingshu felt his opponent's strong internal energy. He was surprised. It seemed that after the battle on Jade Emperor Peak, his opponent's internal energy had improved again. No wonder he was so confident.
After a round of probing, Zuo Lenchan felt that his opponent's internal energy was only so-so. Although it was a little stronger than his, there was a limit to it. He could not help but grin hideously. The Frost Qi that had been hidden in his meridians surged out and went straight into his opponent's body.
At this time, in the eyes of an outsider, Zuo Lenchan's two fingers were shrouded in a faint layer of mist. Soon, they became like thousand-year-old ice, crystal clear and faintly emitting cold air.
"Frost Qi!" Ren Yingying could not help but exclaim. She knew that if one was not prepared for this kind of special type of Qi, they could easily suffer a great loss. She could not help but look at Song Qingshu worriedly, but found that he still looked very relaxed.
Zuo Lenchan's expression gradually changed. He noticed that no matter how much Frost Qi he poured into his opponent, it was like a clay ox entering the sea. There was not the slightest movement. Not even a single ice crystal appeared on his opponent's palm.
Zuo Lenchan knew that he had probably made a big mistake. However, he had no way out now. If he withdrew his internal energy, his opponent would take advantage of the situation to attack him. He would be crippled even if he did not die. He could only grit his teeth and use all his strength to activate the Frost Qi. He understood that his opponent was using his strong internal energy to continuously dissolve his Frost Qi. However, he thought that no matter how strong his opponent's internal energy was, there would still be a limit. It all depended on who could last longer.
Song Qingshu secretly sighed. If it was not for the Divine Reflection Qi that he had cultivated, it would probably be a headache when facing Zuo Lenchan's incomparably cold Qi. However, the current situation was that no matter how thick an iceberg was, it would still gradually melt in front of the sun. Song Qingshu felt that the time was right. Just as he was about to use the pure Yang Qi to reverse flow back into Zuo Lenchan's body and completely destroy his cultivation, a young girl's voice suddenly came from not far away. "There's someone fighting over there. Little Junior Brother, let's go take a look … Eh, that little girl's eyes are so beautiful. Junior Brother, can you go get them for me?"
This voice was extremely delicate and melodious. However, the words spoken were extremely sinister, sending chills down one's spine.
"Alright!" A man with a low and muffled voice answered. Soon, a black shadow pounced towards Dark Cloud Bead like lightning.
"Ah ~ Big Brother, save me!" Only then did Dark Cloud Bead realize that the other party was talking about him. Thinking of the miserable sight of his eyeballs being dug out, he could not help but scream in fear.
Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed. He did not have time to hurt Zuo Lenchan. He exerted a little force and shook him away. His whole body was about to fly towards Dark Cloud Bead.
However, Zuo Lenchan secretly gritted his teeth. He knew that this opportunity could not be missed. He forcefully endured the surging blood and Qi in his chest, drew out his long sword and stood in front of Song Qingshu.
"You're courting death!" Song Qingshu rolled up his sleeves.
Zuo Lenchan was stunned to find that the sharp sword in his hand had suddenly become a twisted dough twist. He was so shocked that he was momentarily absent-minded. Then, a huge force came from his chest. He could not help but feel a chill in his heart. 'My life is over.'
"Almsgiver, please have mercy!" Fang Zheng cried out in alarm. The large kasaya he was wearing swiftly blocked Zuo Lenchan's chest. However, it soon shattered inch by inch.
"Kasaya Demon Subduing Skill!" Zuo Lenchan's pupils shrank. He was also a Grandmaster. With Fang Zheng's block, he had already reacted. He mustered all his strength and raised his palm to meet the attack.
Bang!
A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of Zuo Lenchan's mouth. He flew back. He was secretly glad that if the other party had not rushed to save his companion, he would not have been able to escape this time.
Song Qingshu, on the other hand, was very anxious. While he was delayed by the two of them, the black shadow had already appeared in front of Dark Cloud Bead and was about to gouge out her eyes.
In the midst of Dark Cloud Bead's despair, she suddenly heard a delicate shout. A beautiful figure with a fragrant wind waved the short sword in her hand and stabbed towards the black shadow. Only then did Dark Cloud Bead realize that the person who attacked was the beautiful Miss Ren.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already exchanged several blows. Suddenly, Ren Yingying cried out in alarm. Her shoulder was pressed by the opponent, and her whole body fell to the ground. The black shadow did not even look at her and continued to attack Dark Cloud Bead.
Song Qingshu snorted coldly. Ren Yingying blocking for a moment was enough for him. Even though he was still some distance away from Dark Cloud Bead, he took a step forward and in the next moment, he was already in front of Dark Cloud Bead.
"Shrinking Ground to Inches!"
Ordinary people only saw a blur and did not know what happened, but Master Fang Zheng and Zuo Lenchan saw it clearly. They could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. They did not expect to see this legendary divine skill with their own eyes!
The black shadow obviously did not expect Song Qingshu to suddenly appear in front of him, but he was only stunned for a moment before he immediately attacked with his palm. Song Qingshu saw that the black shadow would bring up a black wind when he attacked with his palm. He could not help but be shocked and quickly focused his mind to counterattack with his palm.
The black shadow attacked in the air with the power of the sky, while Song Qingshu stood on the ground with the same thickness of the earth. The two of them went back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged more than twenty blows, dazzling the eyes of the surrounding people.
"Big brother, Big Sister Ren's whole body is bone-piercing cold. It looks like she can't hold on much longer." Dark Cloud Bead's voice carried a sobbing tone.
"Get lost!" Song QingShu was greatly alarmed. He suddenly shouted in a deep voice, grabbed the man's shoulder, and threw him far away.
At this time, the crowd saw the black shadow clearly. It was an iron man who had just climbed up from the dust. His whole body went limp and he almost fell, but he finally stood up and looked at Song Qingshu with fear in his eyes.
Song Qingshu had already recognized him as You Tanzhi, who had participated in the Golden Snake Convention before, but he did not have time to pay attention to him at this time. He hurriedly ran to Dark Cloud Bead's side and saw Ren Yingying, who was in her arms, trembling all over, her teeth chattering, as if she was in an ice cellar. After a while, her lips also turned purple, and her face gradually turned from white to green.
When he fought with You Tanzhi just now, Song Qingshu sensed that the opponent's internal energy was tyrannical. The energy was extremely cold and strange, and it contained a strong poison. Recalling the plot of the original work, he roughly guessed that the ice silkworm's cold poison in You Tanzhi's body was cultivated by the "Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture" internal energy. Good and evil complemented each other, and water and fire complemented each other. It had become the world's most powerful internal energy. No wonder even Qiao Feng in the original work could not bear it.
Song Qingshu hurriedly pressed his palm on Ren Yingying's back and transferred a wisp of pure Yang energy into her. Her face slowly regained a trace of color, but his mood did not improve. The cold poison in Ren Yingying's body could not be cured in a short time, but now that he was surrounded by strong enemies, he was afraid that they would not give him a chance to cure it.
As expected, Zuo Lenchan quickly reacted and couldn't help but burst into laughter. "With Miss Ren's current situation, if you don't give her internal energy to hang on to her life, she will die at any time. But if you give her internal energy to hang on to her life, how can you be a match for us? I think you'd better let go of Miss Ren. You're not the one who hurt her anyway, so you don't have to worry about the Sun Moon Sect's revenge. "
Song Qingshu replied indifferently, "You don't have to deliberately provoke me. Even if I only have one hand, it won't be that easy for you to defeat me."
Ren Yingying clearly knew everything that had happened before. When she heard Song Qingshu's words, she couldn't help but feel touched. Even though her teeth were chattering, she still struggled to say, "Senior, you and Yingying are neither relatives nor friends. There is no need for you to take risks for me. Yingying's death is not to be regretted. I only ask that Senior kill all these despicable and shameless people. With them buried with me, even if I die, I can smile in the underworld. "
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