Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 167
Song Qingshu flew close to the ground all the way, his whole body was like a swallow scooping up water, the yellow sand under his feet was like the surface of a lake, only once in a while he touched the yellow sand under his body, the whole body would fly several feet away, waiting for him When the shape started to fall, he stepped down again, and then flew up a few feet away. In this way, he arrived at the place where the flying smoke rose with only a few snaps of his fingers.

Standing still, Song Qingshu raised his eyes and looked around, and suddenly found a group of Emei disciples besieging the city under a sandy slope, all of them with their swords facing outward, as if they were on guard for something.

To Song Qingshu's surprise, this group of Emei disciples was not many, only about a dozen of them, but a small half of them were young girls who were surrounded by a group of adult disciples, all of them looked terrified, The hand holding the sword was also trembling, but they didn't know why they came under the light roof.

He didn't go directly, but started to search around, so that they could be so vigilant, there must be someone around, and he was also waiting for the arrival of Yang Yaoqin and the others.

And among the group of Emei disciples below, someone has already spotted him. A young girl about ten years old and dressed in white pointed at Song Qingshu and said to another old nun in a monk's robe: "Master Jingjia , there are people there!"

Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to Song Qingshu's direction.

Master Jingjia also looked at Song Qingshu, and saw a young man in blue standing on the hillside, as if he was looking for something.

The little girl waved her arms happily and shouted loudly, "Hey! Who are you!"

"Zhiruo! Don't get excited! The old devil is still nearby, everyone guards the formation, don't let the old devil sneak in!" Jingjia said sharply.

The little girl named Zhiruo immediately turned pale, thinking of the sisters who were captured by the old devil before, she couldn't help feeling cold, and tears welled up.

The rest of the Emei disciples said yes one after another and kept on guard.

Jingjia frowned and looked at Song Qingshu. She didn't know who the young man in the distance was, let alone whether he was an enemy or a friend. However, he sent three bursts of flying smoke, and his colleagues nearby must have seen it, and they should come to support him. Thinking of this, She couldn't help but look at the group of little girls behind her, and sighed deeply.

She was extremely unwilling that these little girls would leave Mount Emei this time and take risks in Kunlun, thousands of miles away, but the master Miejueshi was too cruel, and wanted to bring these disciples out to practice, but she did not dare to disobey the order of the master , so I can only protect these little girls with my heart.

In fact, Miejue Shitai didn't really want these little girls to fight the enemy, but just wanted to bring them to experience it. When the adult disciples killed the enemy, they just hid away and watched the fun.

I thought it would be safe, but who would have met that old devil here, not to mention the loss of two disciples at first sight, and now he is even entangled by that old devil. If there is no expert to come to rescue, I am afraid that my group will die here.

Thinking of this, Jingjia's heart sank, and he clenched the Emei sword a little more tightly in his hand, making up his mind that if the old devil came again, he would die with him, so as to make a living for these little girls.

Suddenly, the little girl Zhiruo exclaimed again: "Ah, it's gone!"

The next moment, everyone felt the sound of breaking wind coming from the sky above their heads, accompanied by the sound of clapping and fighting, and at the same time, there were flashes of sword light, and a huge wind pressure came from the top of their heads, immediately making the Emei disciples below They all bent down and bowed their heads, not daring to raise their heads again!
"Brat! It's you again!"

A loud roar sounded from the top of everyone's heads, and then everyone in Emei realized that the pressure on their heads had disappeared, so they raised their heads and looked around.

I saw the blue-clothed boy who was still on the sandy slope just now was standing in front of them, with a long sword slanted in his hand, confronting the old devil.

As they got closer, the disciples of Emei discovered that the young man in blue was really tall. At this moment, his back was facing them. His tall figure covered the sun and cast his shadow in the crowd, giving people a sense of security for no reason.

Master Jingjia looked at the long sword in the boy's hand.

"Huh? Wudang Sword!" Jingjia said out loud.

But before Jingjia could ask, the little girl Zhiruo on the side heard it, and suddenly asked, "Brother, are you a disciple of the Wudang sect?"

Song Qingshu didn't seem to hear, still staring at the person who fought with him in the distance, this person was tall and thin, wearing a dark green robe, it was none other than the green-winged bat king Wei Yixiao.

At this moment, Wei Yixiao looked angry from embarrassment, and shouted at Song Qingshu from a distance: "Boy! You really linger!"

Song Qingshu flicked the long sword in his hand, and there was a crisp sword sound, and he said: "Which of us is more like a ghost?"

"So you have protected them?" Wei Yixiao said sadly.

Song Qingshu asked inappropriately: "Do you think I can kill you this time?!"

Wei Yixiao understood what he said, last time he wanted to leave, Song Qingshu had nothing to do with him, but this time if he wanted to kill the disciples of the Emei Sect, Song Qingshu might really have a chance to kill him, thinking of this, he couldn't help but be right The young man in front of him felt a little jealous.

Jingjia already knew the identity of the young man in front of him at this time. Since Zhang Sanfeng, head of the Wudang School, passed his [-]th birthday half a year ago, the name of a young man has gradually resounded throughout the martial arts world. One of Song Qingshu.

One single-handedly killed Tang Wenliang and Guan Neng, two of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect, with one sword, then killed Xian Yutong, the head of the Huashan Sect, and finally resisted Master Kongwen, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple. A young man with Master Jingxuan of the Emei School.

In that battle, the light of the entire Wudang was completely absorbed by this young man.

During that battle, the legends of the entire martial arts world revolved around this boy.

In that battle, no one in the whole world dared to say a word about the decline of Wudang, and no one would believe that Wudang originated from Shaolin.

For a time, Wudang was radiant.

Although the young man threatened to leave Wudang, no one would take such words seriously. These words were nothing more than an explanation to Huashan and Kongtong. Let's talk about the elders, and even if a new head and a new elder are elected, will they be able to avenge themselves?
Thinking of this, Jing Jia couldn't help saying to the young man in front of him: "Song Shaoxia, the old devil opposite is Wei Yixiao, the Green Winged Bat King, one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult. You must be careful."

Song Qingshu didn't look back, and said, "Isn't my sixth aunt here?" That's why he was so impatient.

Before Master Jingjia could open her mouth, the little girl Zhiruo answered first: "Senior Sister Ji and the sect leader went to the Bright Summit first, but we were one step behind. I thought all the demon cultists would go back to the Bright Summit. Here we met this villain again, who killed several of our sisters, Rulan and the others are still alive or dead..."

This little girl is eloquent and speaks very fast, and she immediately explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly. Song Qingshu couldn't help but look back at her, and saw that this little girl has delicate features and looks extremely beautiful. Although she is still young, she is alive and well A beauty.

"You...what's your name?" Song Qingshu asked involuntarily.

The little girl hurriedly said: "My name is Zhou Zhiruo, your surname is Song, and you belong to the Wudang sect. I understand that you are Song Qingshu Song Senior Brother. They all say that you are extremely powerful, and even Senior Master Jingxuan is no match for you. Can beat..."

"Zhiruo!" Master Jingjia shouted sharply.

Zhou Zhiruo shrank her neck, stuck out her sweet tongue playfully, and rolled her big black eyes. While secretly observing Master Jingjia's expression, she also looked at Song Qingshu curiously. She looked extremely cute. up.

Song Qingshu suddenly found it funny, and he couldn't help laughing, but just as he grinned, Wei Yixiao suddenly came in front of him, grabbing his neck with both hands, and the loud wind showed everyone that the two The claws are powerful.

Song Qingshu didn't seem to realize it, he still turned his head to look at Zhou Zhiruo at this moment, but Zhou Zhiruo and Mrs. Jingjia saw it clearly, their expressions changed drastically and they exclaimed.

A vicious smile appeared on Wei Yixiao's face, and he secretly thought in his heart that you dare to be distracted when fighting with me, and you are courting death.

Seeing that the claws had already landed on Song Qingshu's neck, Wei Yixiao gave it away, but at this moment, Song Qingshu suddenly fell backwards, and at the same time kicked one foot from bottom to top, like a flower that broke through the ground. The tree trunk came out from between Song Qingshu and Wei Yixiao, and stepped directly on Wei Yixiao's chest.

With a muffled sound of "dong", Wei Yixiao saw himself soaring into the sky, this kick was so hard that Wei Yixiao couldn't even feel his chest, a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, he couldn't even cry out in pain at this moment less than.

In the eyes of everyone in the Emei Sect, the old demon who was viciously trying to catch Song Qingshu one moment suddenly soared into the sky the next moment. This shocking change made them a little confused, wondering what the old devil was doing.

Only Master Jingjia could faintly see the doorway, and the secret thought in his heart really deserved his reputation, he and others tried all means but couldn't touch a single hair of Wei Yixiao, and as soon as this young man met, he kicked his whole body to the sky, What a hero.

What is so magical about this Wudang Mountain? Why did Zhang Sanfeng first appear to shock the world, and now Song Qingshu appears to coerce the contemporary world.

Just when she was distracted, Song Qingshu had already soared into the sky. He raised one hand above his head, two fingers together with the sword, his fingertips were filled with innate qi, his whole body faintly transformed into a long sword, suddenly piercing the air, He stabbed at Wei Yixiao.

Wei Yixiao was in the air, Song Qingshu's power to push him had been exhausted, at this moment his whole body began to fall, and below him was Song Qingshu who came through the air.

Wei Yixiao twisted his waist, the whole person changed his posture, turned his head down, and saw that he was using his internal force on his hands, and his two palms suddenly turned blue and purple, and there was a faint cold mist floating between the palms, it looked like that, It is astonishing that he wants to fight Song Qingshu to the death.

Song Qingshu was not surprised but delighted, his eyes were like lightning, and he shouted loudly.

"I want to see, where are you going this time!"

(End of this chapter)