Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 59
But Zhou Dian cut Ren Laifeng with the Yitian Sword, and Ren Laifeng used the Wudang school's unique technique "Tiger Claw Extinct Household Hand" to grab Zhou Dian's lower body.

Ren Laifeng wanted to give Liu Sipiao a chance to survive, so he couldn't care less about his own life anymore. Seeing the Yitian sword slashing from the top of his head, he secretly sighed in his heart. It's over, I hope my senior sister can be healthy and happy, then I will die without regret.

And Liu Sipiao was rushing towards the two of them at this moment, but it was already too late, her eyes were full of tears, she couldn't bear to see this junior who had been with her for many years die like this.

And Zhou Dian's face was ferocious at the moment, and his heart was ruthless, desperately trying to get his lower body injured, he wanted to string Ren Laifeng with candied haws.

If Monk Peng was holding the Yitian Sword, perhaps Ren Laifeng would not have died, but it's a pity that he was facing the notoriously insane Zhou Dian.

Seeing that life and death were about to be separated immediately, a voice suddenly reached everyone's ears.

"You kill and show me."

The next moment, a white-robed figure suddenly appeared beside Ren Laifeng and Zhou Dian. He held the blade of the Yitian Sword with one hand, and stretched out his other hand to Ren Laifeng's forehead, gently stroking bomb.

Ren Laifeng was like a thrown stone, flew upside down, covered a distance of two to three feet, and landed lightly on the ground.

And Zhou Dian also found that the Yitian sword in his hand could not move at all.

"Big brother!" Liu Sipiao shouted in surprise when he saw the person coming, then turned and ran to Ren Laifeng to see if he was okay.

"Senior brother?" Zhou Dian looked at the young doll in front of him, who looked like twelve or thirteen years old at most, and turned out to be the senior brother of the Wudang sect.

He said in surprise: "Is there no one in the Wudang sect? Letting a bare-bottomed doll be a big brother is really laughable..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was pushed to his chest by a huge force, and the clothes on his back were suddenly torn apart, and then his whole body was whirling and flying out in the air.

Jian Jie and Zheng Hao realized that Song Qingshu was no longer in his original position, and Zheng Hao muttered to Yang Yaoqin: "He likes to beat people up."

Yang Yaoqin nodded, but did not speak.

Zhou Dian was sent flying out, and slanted into a shop on the side of the street. The door of the shop was sealed, but Zhou Dian still knocked out a big hole.

After a while, Zhou Dian's painful groans came out of the hole.

Song Qingshu knocked Zhou Dian away, but he kept the Yitian sword in his hand. Looking at the sky-blue blade of the sword, Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and flicked the sword, and the Yitian sword made a buzzing sound like a dragon's chant. It didn't stop for a long time.

"Old friend, long time no see." Song Qingshu murmured.

At this time, the crowds of onlookers came to their senses and asked each other about Song Qingshu's identity. Some said that he was a young knight who saw injustice and could not understand Mingjiao's way of helping out, and some said that they heard Liu Sipiao call him The elder brother should also belong to the Wudang sect, what's more, he is a senior in the rivers and lakes, and he has rejuvenated himself after practicing kung fu to the extreme.

There are many discussions.

At this moment, Ren Laifeng walked over with Liu Sipiao's support, called Song Qingshu "big brother", and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Song Qingshu's eyes still stayed on the Yitian Sword, but he was speaking to Ren Laifeng.

"I haven't seen you for a few months. I've learned a lot. I learned to die with others. Who taught you to risk your life so much? Is it me? Or third uncle?!"

His tone was very stern, not only Ren Laifeng bowed his head in shame, but Liu Sipiao also looked at him tearfully and said: "Brother, I am useless, I can't beat him, I can only watch my junior go to die..."

Thinking of the scene just now, Liu Sipiao was afraid for a while. It was the first time she experienced the dangers of the Jianghu. A junior who had been with him for ten years said that if he died, he would die. If it wasn't for Song Qingshu's coincidence, I am afraid that both of them would die today. Here in Wuchang.

Only then did Song Qingshu put his eyes on Liu Sipiao's face, seeing her crying pear blossoms and rain, but she didn't have the slightest thought of sympathy.

"As a senior sister, he is still so reckless, which means that you have not taught him well. If the wind really kills you this time, you will never be able to sleep soundly in your life."

Liu Sipiao couldn't bear it anymore, sobbing softly.

After Song Qingshu reprimanded them, seeing both of them looked depressed, he changed his style of painting and praised again: "However, you two have done a good job protecting my Wudang reputation."

Ren Laifeng raised his head immediately, his eyes sparkled, it seemed that Song Qingshu's praise for him made him feel very useful, Liu Sipiao also smiled through his tears, and looked at Song Qingshu happily.

At this time Ji Xiaofu came over, looked at Song Qingshu, hesitant to speak.

Song Qingshu didn't have any malice towards her, after all, this is the woman Sixth Uncle likes, and she will be his Sixth Aunt in the future, so he said first, "Sixth Aunt."

With this cry, Ji Xiaofu blushed immediately, she quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, I...not..."

Song Qingshu interrupted her and continued: "Father Yuanqiao Gong, Yin Liting is my sixth uncle, and you are my sixth aunt, that's right."

Hearing what Song Qingshu said, Ji Xiaofu looked at Song Qingshu in surprise. She had heard Yin Liting mention Song Qingshu's name a long time ago, and knew that Song Yuanqiao's son was different from ordinary people, but this was the first time she saw Song Qingshu, but she found Song Qingshu's He does not behave like a seven-year-old child, and looks like a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy. He looks very good-looking, and he must be a handsome man when he grows up.

But what she didn't expect was that Song Qingshu's kung fu was ridiculously high, and he was able to knock Zhou Ding, one of the five scattered people, into the air with one move, and took back the Yitian sword by the way. In the hands of Mingjiao, he was worried whether he could get the Yitian sword back from Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu waved the Yitian Sword a few times in his hand, tightened the hilt with his fingers, then laid the sword sideways, and handed it to Ji Xiaofu with both hands.

"If someone took this sword today, I would take it and it would be mine. It would be enough to give it to Uncle Liu to propose a marriage." Song Qingshu looked at Ji Xiaofu and said, making Ji Xiaofu blush again, "But Since Aunt Six lost it, then I will return it to the original owner when I pick it up, and as for Uncle Six's marriage, let's put it aside."

At this moment, Ji Xiaofu had the idea of ​​returning the Yitian Sword to Song Qingshu, but she felt ashamed for her eagerness.

So she took the Yitian Sword from Song Qingshu, wiped the sword with a handkerchief, and put the sword back into its sheath.

At this time, Zhou Dian's voice suddenly came over.

"Put down my Yitian sword! It belongs to your grandfather Zhou, and I don't allow you to hide it."

As he spoke, Zhou Dian came out of the shop, saw that his face and hands were covered with sawdust and scratches, and his hair was wet with blood, making him even more hideous and ugly.

Song Qingshu looked at him, and thought of Monk Peng before him. By comparing the two, he felt that the Ming Cult was indeed a mixed bag. There were both righteous men like Monk Peng and Chang Yuchun, and villains like Zhou Dian, who were vulgar and greedy. , if it weren't for this, wouldn't it be possible for the Mingjiao to be called the Devil's Cult?

"Then you get it!"

"Give it to Grandpa and I'll wait! I'll come and get it right away!"

After all, Zhou Dian rushed over, but there was someone who was faster than him, and that was Song Qingshu.

The three of Ren Laifeng only felt that the white shadow flashed in front of them, and Song Qingshu disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Zhou Dian.

Zhou Dian was still a little dizzy at this moment, and walked crookedly, suddenly saw a white shadow in front of him, before he could react, he felt an iron hand grabbing his throat, and then the world was turned upside down, A huge pain came from the back.

It was Song Qingshu who flashed in front of him, grabbed his neck with one hand, slammed Zhou Dian on the ground with a round swing, and slapped Zhou Dian onto the stone brick, and immediately a big mouthful of blood gushed out of Zhou Dian's mouth.

Song Qingshu's movement was like lightning and flint, and there was no time for the onlookers to react. It wasn't until Zhou Dian was lying on the ground vomiting blood that people looked at Song Qingshu and started talking.

Ren Laifeng looked at the onlookers and shouted proudly: "That's Song Qingshu, the son of my Wudang Seven Heroes, Song Yuanqiao, my senior brother of Ren Laifeng, and my senior brother of the Wudang sect!"

Only now did everyone know the true identity of the boy in white robe, but no one thought that the boy was the senior brother of the third generation disciple of the Wudang School, and he was also the son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang. , and then started talking again with a coaxing sound, but the topic of discussion was to talk about how great the Wudang School is, how Song Qingshu is a young hero, and Yang Yaoqin couldn't help but be happy when he heard it.

Looking at Song Qingshu again, after he threw Zhou Dian to the ground, he ignored him.Instead, he cast his eyes behind the three of Ren Laifeng, which was the direction Ren Laifeng and Liu Sipiao came from.

The three of Ren Laifeng also turned to look at the end of the long street, but they didn't find anything after looking for a long time, so they couldn't help but turned their heads and asked, "What's wrong, big brother?"

Song Qingshu didn't answer him, but shouted loudly: "Monk Peng, since you're here, what are you hiding!"

"what!"

Hearing what he said, everyone turned their eyes to the end of the long street, only to see Monk Peng suddenly appearing at the end of the long street, and behind him were a large number of Mingjiao disciples, all of whom were wearing golden uniforms. With a longbow and javelin on his back, he looks murderous.

Ji Xiaofu muttered to herself: "Why are they back again? What about my Emei disciples? Has something happened?"

Song Qingshu stomped on Zhou Dian and knocked him unconscious. Then he walked to Ji Xiaofu and said, "Sixth Aunt, don't worry, Emei disciples should be fine."

Song Qing wrote that the Mingjiao people would come back again. After all, there are so many corpses of Mingjiao disciples here, and there is gunpowder they have plundered in the courtyard. Monk Peng will not give up here so easily. After all, he is here for two people. Peng Yingyu, who is willing to risk herself personally
"Song Shaoxia, can you let my brother Zhou Dian go, I will protect your Wudang faction to leave." Monk Peng said to Song Qingshu from a distance.

Song Qingshu smiled lightly: "What if I, Wudang, don't want to leave?"

(End of this chapter)