The Heavens: Starting from Traveling through Song Qingshu

Chapter 37 Dugu Nine Swords Begin to Show Their Power!
In the early morning of the next day, everyone who had rested overnight set off again.

A group of people walked westward for more than twenty miles, and gradually corpses began to come into view on the beach.

The corpses included men and women, old and young, with either broken skulls or sunken chests. It could be seen that these people were all killed by heavy weapons such as giant clubs and heavy hammers.

"It's from the Poyang Gang!"

Yin Liting checked and gave the answer.

This made Miejue Shitai a little displeased: "I waited for the six major factions to besiege the Demon Sect, and a small gang from the Poyang Gang came here to join in the fun. It just lowered the reputation of our six major factions!"

Yin Liting explained: "The leader of the Poyang Clan Liu is a registered disciple of the Kongtong Clan, and he probably wants to do something for the master!"

Extinction snorted and stopped talking.

Practicing martial arts is extremely costly in terms of money and food. The six major factions can maintain their superior status. They don't have to learn from the Demon Sect to rob houses and have a steady stream of resources to use, relying on these named disciples.

These named disciples may not be able to learn any true biography, but even so, even if they only learn some basic mental methods, they can become number one in the martial arts world after they walk out of the mountain gate, and they can easily attract a group of people to work for them.

And every one of the registered disciples, returning to the mountain gate to send some filial piety during the festivals, is enough for the cultivation needs of the true disciples of the six major sects.

This is also the main reason why Song Xuan planned to raise troops in the name of Wudang faction and win over Emei and several other major factions.

The six major factions are only forces in the rivers and lakes in name, but there are countless small forces that they radiate to various places. With a wave of their arms, I dare not say that there are too many. An army of tens of thousands of people can be easily formed.

A few people continued to walk towards the west, and the more they walked, the more corpses there were. When they got to the back, looking around, there were corpses everywhere on the ground, like a large Shura field.

In the battlefield full of corpses, there are still thousands of warriors fighting frantically.

But seeing swords flying, flesh and blood flying, and the sound of weapons colliding made people's teeth sore, that scene was simply horrible!
Maybe it was because he hated the Demon Cult very much, and Yin Liting was very familiar with the situation of the Demon Cult, so he immediately said: "The enemies are the Three Banners of Ruijin, Flood, and Raging Fire of the Demon Cult, and they are fighting with the Huashan Sect, the Kongtong Sect and the Kunlun Sect!"

Song Xuan glanced at the battlefield where they were fighting, and then looked around again.

But seeing around the battlefield, there were three teams of troops standing in a dense crowd, neatly lined up, with more than a hundred people in each team, all of them were fiercely murderous, and it seemed that their martial arts were quite good.

But these three teams just stayed on the outside to watch the battle, and they didn't see each other for a long time, as if they were watching a play.

Jue Jue was puzzled and said: "If these three teams charge forward, the three Kunlun sects will definitely collapse. I don't know what the people of the Demon Cult are thinking, but they are just watching from the sidelines and have not seen their actions for a long time!"

Song Xuandao: "It's normal. Those three teams are members of the Skyhawk Sect! Although the Skyhawk Sect came to help Guangmingding, they have always been at odds with the Five Elements Banner of the Demon Sect. It's good if they don't make trouble."

As he said that, he stepped out one step at a time, setting off a sandstorm on the ground, and then his whole body was like a blue sharp arrow. In an instant, he had rushed more than 20 feet and entered the periphery of the battlefield.

On the battlefield, Hong Zhen, the sub-banner of the Hongshui Banner, split the Kunlun sect disciple in front of him in half with a single knife, then let out a low shout, gathered all his energy, and looked towards the direction Song Xuan was attacking.

The Hongshui Banner disciples around Hong Zhen all looked very vigilant, it was because Song Xuan's impact was too powerful.

Just when the crowd's aura reached its peak, Hong Zhen's long saber was like a white horse, and he cut it out, and there was a roaring and rolling sound of the flood, like waves of the sea, constantly churning!

next moment.

There was a loud bang, and many people looked sideways subconsciously, but saw the long sword on the waist of the man in Tsing Yi suddenly unsheathed, the sword light flew out obliquely, the wind was loud, thunder roared, and then there was a sound of cutting sounded.

In front of that sword light, Hong Zhen felt that his saber technique was as slow as a turtle's speed, and it was difficult to open his eyes under the dazzling and confusing sword light, let alone look directly at it!
The next moment, he felt his throat was a little warm, and when he reached out to touch it, it was extremely sticky. Then, a huge head flew up from his neck.

At the same time as Hong Zhen's headless body fell to the ground, there were also seven or eight elite guards guarding him. The marks of long sword cuts could be seen everywhere on each of them. How many swords does it take to die.

Howling!

With the long sword back in its sheath, Song Xuan stood beside a pile of corpses in a long gown, looking around, as if looking for the next target.

And as his eyes faltered, many members of the Devil's Cult subconsciously began to retreat.

The strength of this young man is simply too terrifying.

Their Three Banners, Kunlun and other factions have been fighting all morning, but most of them have to fight for a long time before they can distinguish between life and death.

But as soon as the young man came, a deputy envoy of the banner didn't even block a sword, and he was immediately headed off. His strength was simply unpredictable.

But after a short period of astonishment, the Devil's Cult began to mobilize experts. The next moment, more than a dozen warriors with profound inner strength gathered from all around and attacked Song Xuan at the same time.

Twelve people, twelve swords, flashing cold light, pierced Song Xuan's main points.

Song Xuan smiled slightly, the long sword around his waist was unsheathed, the long sword trembled lightly, and the sword whistled, making a sharp whistling sound.

Afterwards, the 12 people who came to besiege saw the most amazing swordsmanship in their lives.

Song Xuan's swordsmanship looks very ordinary and unremarkable, but when he stabs out with a sword, there are countless changes, as if his whole body is full of flaws, making people feel irresistible, no matter you No matter how you hide, you will take the initiative to send the opening to the door, and then die under that sword.

Puff puff!
The sound of flesh and blood being pierced almost at the same time, everyone only felt a sore throat, and then fell to the ground weakly. When they died, they all showed disbelief in their eyes.

They don't understand, after years of painstaking practice, why today, they stretched their necks and took the initiative to send it to the opponent's sword?
Twelve kills with one sword, it's ridiculously strong!
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Not to mention the members of the Devil's Cult, even Miejue Shitai, who was leading the Emei Sect to charge towards the battlefield, was stunned.

Wudang School's swordsmanship is so strong that it is so unreasonable?

Yin Liting shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't seen this sword technique in the mountain gate, maybe it's a new sword technique created by master recently, and it was only passed on to nephew Qingshu!"

Miejue nodded slightly, and told Zhou Zhiruo, "Go, follow your brother Song!"

Relationships need to be cultivated, and the relationship of going to the battlefield and killing people together is much more reliable than a marriage obtained by a matchmaker!
Although she is a monk, she still understands the truth!

(End of this chapter)