Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 185 Siege of Bright Summit—One Palm ([-])

Abbot Kongwen was very angry. One of his two juniors died tragically and the other was seriously injured. If he hadn't cared about Shaolin's face, he would have wanted to fight Tianshan Child Elder to the death. It's a pity that he is the abbot of Shaolin. If he won That's good, but if it loses, then Shaolin will become the laughing stock of the entire martial arts world.

This is what made him press the anger.

Li Qiushui glanced at Kong Wen, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Forget it, since you don't dare to speak, I will speak for you." She said loudly, "Now Mingjiao has been taken over by me, and you will join forces to besiege Mingjiao, and pass me first."

"Of course, since everyone has worked so hard to come here, we can't let everyone make a trip in vain."

Li Qiushui held up a palm, that palm was white, tender, tender and weak, and he couldn't help but want someone to hold it in his palm and play with it.

"I only give one palm."

"Each of your sects can send someone to take my palm."

"If you can catch it, Mingjiao will let you handle it."

"But if you can't catch it, take your people over there and go down the mountain obediently."

"How is it?"

As soon as Li Qiushui's words came out, everyone was stunned. Almost all the disciples from the Mingjiao side attacked Yang Xiao and Wu Sanren together, but seeing that the six of them didn't react, they had no choice but to turn their heads and attack Zhuang Zheng.

Zhuang Zheng walked up to Yang Xiao and the others and asked, "Are you really planning to hand over the entire Ming Cult?!"

Yang Xiao didn't speak, Peng Yingyu said: "Brother Zhuang, let me ask you, if we fight against the three major factions together with all the brothers, will we be able to defeat them?"

Zhuang Zheng sighed and said, "At most, it's a situation where both losers. If you say you can win, it's a bit against your will."

Peng Yingyu snorted coldly: "Since that's the case, let that Tianshan Child Elder over there come to the fore! If she can really drive away the three major factions, it will be a good thing. Then we will consider how to deal with her. But if she is no match for the three major factions , then it is nothing more than returning to the situation of life and death, for us, there is no loss!"

After hearing this, Zhuang Zheng realized that Peng Yingyu was right. Now that someone is willing to stand up for the Mingjiao, it would be great. As for the name change she said, let's wait until she drives away the people from the three major sects. stop.

Yang Xiao said coldly at the side: "Don't think it's so easy! Be careful you hit the 【Life and Death Talisman】!"

"What is [Life and Death Talisman]?"

"A thing that can starve even the toughest man!"

Besides, on the side of the three major sects, after hearing Li Qiushui's words, no one could laugh. If she had said such words before, everyone would just take them as a joke. However, no one dared to listen to her words as a joke.

Miejue Shitai was staring at the Yitian sword in Li Qiushui's hand at the moment, when he heard Abbot Kongwen say: "Hero of Wudang Song Dynasty, head of Emei Juejue, what do you think about this matter?"

Song Yuanqiao said: "It is also the best to avoid the death and injury of the disciples. Anyway, I am only waiting to help the Kunlun faction this time. Since the head couple of the Kunlun faction have been rescued, then our goal has been achieved, but there is no need. It is absolutely necessary to drive out the Ming Cult.”

As soon as he spoke, he saw Miejue Shitai and Abbot Kongwen's expressions were unkind, thinking that one of them was seriously injured, and one of the two juniors died and the other was injured. If it was him, he probably wouldn't let it go.

Sure enough, I heard Miejue Shitai say: "The Wudang faction has a good plan. Could it be that they want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and then come a mantis catching cicadas and orioles!"

Song Yuanqiao frowned and said: "Master is too serious, Song just doesn't want more disciples to die here!"

Abbot Kong Wen quickly said: "Then I will agree to her request, and every person I send will receive her palm. In this way, there will be no more sacrifices for disciples, and the evil will be eradicated!"

Miejue Shitai nodded, agreeing with Abbot Kongwen's statement.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao had to agree.

"Qingshu, go to the Haisha Sect's East Witch Gang and the head of the Shenquan Sect, and invite them to discuss this matter." Song Yuanqiao said to his son.

Miejue Shitai stopped him and said, "It's not necessary, just let them send everyone out!"

Song Yuanqiao also thought about it, if the members of the three schools of Shaolin, Emei and Wudang can't accept Tianshan Child Elder's palm, then I am afraid that people from other schools will not have much effect.

Miejue Shitai took two steps forward and said: "Tianshan Child Elder, right? We agree with your proposal and accept your palm!"

Li Qiushui clapped his hands and said, "Great! Then, who of you will come first?"

Seeing her looking eager to try, no one knows what kind of medicine she sells in her gourd, but now riding a tiger is hard to get off, so I have to take advantage of the trend.

Abbot Kongwen was the first to come out, he poked the Zen stick in his hand under his feet, pierced through the stone bricks immediately, and the Zen stick sank deeply into the ground, which shows the ferocious force he exerted.

"Okay, I'll let you strike first." Li Qiushui said indifferently.

Abbot Kong Wen didn't speak, he clasped his palms in his arms, as if he was holding something, but there was nothing between his palms.

However, Song Qingshu found that his feet were slowly sinking into the stone bricks on the ground, as if he was hugging this extremely heavy thing.

Then, Abbot Kongwen raised his hands up slowly, very slowly, his palms trembled faintly, as if he was lifting something.Slowly, his hands crossed his chest, his throat, his nose bridge, his forehead, and finally rested on the top of his head, with his palms facing the sky, and his whole body was in the shape of a hump.

Abbot Kongwen raised his hands to the top of his head, although there was nothing on his palms, but anyone present with profound skills could feel a heaviness like mountains and seas from his palms.

Yes, there is only a sense of heaviness, a heaviness that cannot be breathed by a person who can be overwhelmed by just looking at it.

"【big】!"

"[must]!"

"【Mi】!"

"【Mountain】!"

"[Palm]!"

Abbot Kongwen roared word by word, the louder he roared, until the last word "palm", he had already used the Buddhist lion's roar technique, and his voice echoed all over the top of the light, and it lasted for a long time.

After he yelled, he pulled out his waist suddenly, and then flipped his hands, like Mount Sumeru falling, and smashed down towards Li Qiushui with great momentum.

There is no loud wind, no lightning fast, just heavy!

Moreover, it is getting heavier and heavier!
Li Qiushui's face straightened, and she slowly raised her right hand. She was about to use one hand against Abbot Kongwen's two hands. She saw her right hand lightly slapped in the air, and there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and then she was nowhere to be seen. No matter how powerful he was, a small white hand went towards Abbot Kongwen.

But when this little hand was in the air, it was suddenly surrounded by a white mist of cold air, as if it had used some extremely cold idea.

Just like Kong Wen, Li Qiushui also said the name of this palm, which was regarded as a tribute to Abbot Kong Wen.

"【Positive】!"

"【Song】!"

"【sky】!"

"【Jun】!"

The next moment, two hands touched one hand, and they touched each other lightly.

Li Qiushui plunged into the ground for more than a foot. If Qinu hadn't clamped her armpits in time, otherwise with her height, she might have sunk all over. However, even Qinu's feet disappeared on the ground. .

Li Qiushui spurted a mouthful of blood onto the ground in front of her, but even so, she still admired with blood on the corner of her mouth.

"It is rumored that there are 72 special skills in Shaolin, and this [Mountain Sumeru Palm] must be one of them."

Abbot Kongwen also stood there quietly, staring at his own palms, and when he heard Li Qiushui's culture, he just nodded and said something that surprised everyone.

"I lost!"

After finishing speaking, Abbot Kongwen turned and walked towards the Shaolin disciples, and then went to take care of his junior brother, monk Kongzhi.

Everyone was talking in confusion, Song Yuanqiao came to Abbot Kongwen's side and asked in a low voice.

"Master Kongwen..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was stopped by Abbot Kongwen's deep hand. Song Yuanqiao immediately noticed that there was a small palm imprinted on the entire palm of Abbot Kongwen's palm, presumably it was Li Qiushui's palm, and this palm The center is white and the surrounding is completely black, and small blood vessels extend to the outside of the palm, and these small blood vessels are changing from red to black section by section.

It seems that it is withering.

Song Yuanqiao was startled, this is clearly the appearance of broken tendons, could it be that the Tianshan Child Elder's palm interrupted Abbot Kongwen's palm meridians?

He didn't say anything, just like Abbot Kongwen, he chose not to say anything, otherwise, once he made it out, the reputation of Shaolin Temple would be ruined. Not to mention, the dozens of Shaolin disciples who followed Abbot Kongwen to Guangming Peak this time, together with him Kongwen Abbot, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of Kunlun Mountain.

After all, everyone wants Shaolin 72 stunts!
　The plot of Guangmingding is about to end, please ask for a ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)