The Heavens: Starting from Traveling through Song Qingshu

Chapter 45 Get out of the way, I want to gain prestige

Thinking that the Demon Cult could be wiped out soon, the words of extinction started to increase.

"At first, I didn't want to understand why you did that, nephew. I didn't understand until Zhiruo explained it to me!"

She laughed and said, "This plan is really wonderful!"

"Later, when I fought against the Demon Cult a few times, and captured prisoners, I always killed a group first, and then released a group."

"Guess what, those people who were sent back were no longer trusted by the Demon Cult monsters at all, and they were all arrested, and it is said that some of them were even punished by the canon!
Later, as more and more captives were sent back, some people were unwilling to be dealt with by the canon, and then the internal strife began! "

Jue Jue clapped his hands and said with a smile: "A monster is a monster, no matter how nice the teachings and beliefs are, they are still no match for the test of people's hearts!

It's just strange to say that there is internal strife among the members of the Devil's Cult, and none of the high-ranking members of the Devil's Cult came forward to command.Our men and horses have already attacked Guangmingding, but that thief Yang Xiao still hasn't shown his face, so he probably ran away? "

Song Xuan shook his head slightly, "I probably didn't run away, but thinking about it, I guess I'm in trouble!"

Didn't they run into trouble? Yang Xiao and the five scattered people had internal strife, and then Cheng Kun came out to attack him. If Zhang Wuji hadn't exploded in the protagonist's halo there, it is estimated that the entire Mingjiao high-level group would have been wiped out.

While the two were talking, they got up and walked forward, passed through a checkpoint, and crossed two halls. What came into view was an extremely vast square.

In the square, there were crowds of people standing there.

There are people from the six major sects, and there are also people from the Devil's Cult. The two sides stand on the east and west sides, facing each other.

And in the center of the square, there are two masters fighting each other.

One of them, Song Xuan knew, was Zhang Songxi, the Four Heroes of Wudang, and the person he was fighting against was a tall, bald old man with snow-white eyebrows, which was extremely eye-catching.

If there is no accident, this person is Yin Tianzheng, one of the Four Kings of the Ming Cult, the White-browed Eagle King.

Seeing Yin Tianzheng, Juejue snorted, and said: "If this old man hadn't come forward at the last moment to integrate everyone from the Demon Cult, our six sects wouldn't even need to do anything anymore. If the Demon Cult internal strife alone kills each other, we'd probably all be dead." Already!"

Song Xuandao: "After all, he is one of the Four Great Protectors of the Dharma. Even if he goes out on his own, his prestige is there. This old man has good skills!"

Juejue subconsciously replied, "Just good?"

But after finishing speaking, she smiled to herself: "That's right, I heard from that little girl named Zhu'er that the green-winged bat king Wei Yixiao was killed by you with one move, and the white-browed eagle king is probably in your eyes. That's normal!"

Song Xuan smiled noncommittally, "Wei Yixiao is really good at lightness kung fu and body skills. In terms of martial arts alone, this white-browed Eagle King is even better than him. I admire Fourth Uncle Zhang for being able to fight alone with this person for so long. "

Juejue was a little surprised, "Do you think that the Seven Heroes of Wudang are worth nothing? But I have to say, your fourth uncle's martial arts has improved really fast.

Ten years ago, I dared to say that I could win against him, but now, without the Yitian Sword, I am not sure of any of the Seven Heroes of Wudang! "

Song Xuan smiled and said nothing.

The martial arts of the Wudang School are just like this. It belongs to Taoist martial arts, and it pays attention to accumulation and accumulation. It may not be amazing at first, but as you practice for a long time, your strength will become stronger.

Just like the current Yang Xiao, who has a big shift in cultivation, and the Wudang Seven Heroes probably can't compete with him.

But in a few years, any one of the Wudang Seven Heroes could hang and beat Yang Xiao.

Even in the later stage, single-handedly challenging the two old masters, Xuanming and Ming, would not be at a disadvantage!

Subconsciously, he glanced at Miejue Shitai.

I have to say that the extermination of this person has a ruthless temper and a bad temper, but one thing is good, this person is very decisive, if he is not sure, he is not sure, if he wins, he wins, if he loses, he loses, and he never talks about it.

The battle in the square continued, and it could be seen that the white-browed eagle king Yin Tianzheng had practiced for more than 20 years, and his internal strength was deeper. After dozens of moves, Zhang Songxi was forced to retreat, which was regarded as a loss.

Then, Mo Shenggu, the Seven Heroes of Wudang, came out and wanted to fight Yin Tianzheng.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is to use the method of fighting with wheels to consume Yin Tianzheng to death.

Song Xuan turned his head and glanced at the Wudang camp, his father Song Yuanqiao who was standing in the main seat.

There is no doubt that the way of playing the wheel battle was definitely arranged by his father who has a city in his heart.

Song Yuanqiao noticed Song Xuan's gaze, and gestured to his gaze, the meaning was obvious,

Come on next time!
The White-Browed Eagle King has already fought three times with the Shaolin Kunlun faction, and another one with Zhang Songxi, if he fights with Mo Shenggu again, he will definitely suffer a serious loss of internal strength.

At this time, Song Xuan was arranged to play. Obviously, Song Yuanqiao wanted his son to go up to pick the fruit, and use the head of the white-browed eagle king to forge his son's prestige in the world!
But Song Xuan shook his head slightly, and the next moment, he stepped out, and his whole body turned into a blue light and shadow, and in an instant, he came to the center of the square.

"Uncle Mo Qi, let me do this one!"

Mo Shenggu was startled, hesitated, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Song Yuanqiao.

Although he is a disciple of Taoist Sanfeng, his master has long stopped teaching martial arts specifically. He has been taught martial arts by his elder brother since he was a child. If there is anything, the elder brother will make up his mind!
"Old Qi, since Qingshu is going to play, then give the young man a chance. If he loses, it's not too late for you to go up again!" Song Yuanqiao said.

The son is older and has his own ideas, since he wants to play now, he can only make arrangements for him.

As a father, you can't hurt your son's face in public.

"This white-browed old man is very strong. Be careful. If you lose, you will retreat. The uncle will come to meet you. You are a junior, no one will laugh at you!"

Mo Shenggu whispered a word of advice, and then backed away.

At this time, there was a lot of discussion on the side of the six factions, and many people started talking.

"Who is this guy? It looks a bit unfamiliar. But the lightness kung fu is really good."

"I recognize this person, Yumian Killing God Song Xuan, I heard that he is a scumbag, but I didn't expect to be a disciple of Wudang School!"

"Song Xuan? Isn't he Song Qingshu, the only son of Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang?"

"It's Song Qingshu. Song Xuan is probably his alias when he walks the rivers and lakes. It is said that this person is the No.1 of the third generation of Wudang. Hero Song dares to let him fight against the white-browed old man. I think his martial arts are not weak!"

"It's still too young. I don't think it will be the opponent of the old man with white eyebrows. Song Daxia asked his son to make a move. Presumably he wanted him to show his face in front of the heroes of the world!"

The six major factions attacked in separate ways, and the last six factions gathered together to besiege Guangmingding at the same time. They still don't know about the fact that the Green Winged Bat King was instantly killed by Song Xuan's sword, otherwise they wouldn't talk about it like this.

Not to mention that people from the six sects could see Song Xuan clearly, even the White-browed Eagle King did the same.

After all, he is also one of the Mingjiao protectors, and your Wudang faction sent a young man to humiliate the old man?

Too deceiving!
(End of this chapter)