The Heavens: Starting from Traveling through Song Qingshu

Chapter 72 If you have the skills, come and clean me up!
The sword light dissipated, Song Xuan's green shirt was faintly visible, and his handsome and tall figure reappeared in everyone's field of vision.

At this moment, he is looking at the sky with both eyes, and he has a faint feeling that the innate realm that he had no access to before, at this moment, seems to have been spied on by him.

"Young master!" Lao Liu hurried forward, worried: "How are you doing?"

"It's okay, it's just a little bit out of strength!"

Slaying the two elders Xuanming with one sword was really cool, but he was also really tired. Right now, his body is extremely tired, and he feels like his whole body has been hollowed out.

Seeing a phantom flashing in the sky, Zhang Sanfeng came to Song Xuan, and said very satisfied: "If you use this move after reaching the innate realm, even if I am a seasoned person, I am not sure that I will be able to catch it." !"

"However, this trick of yours is not in the realm of death, so don't use it in the future!"

Song Xuan's face was a little pale, he nodded and smiled and said: "My realm is still too low, it's too reluctant to use this trick, and I can't control it perfectly at all, there are still many things that need to be perfected!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, and turned to look at the two elders Xuanming on the ground.

The chests of these two top experts in the world have been pierced at this time, blood is cooing in their chests, and their eyes are still full of disbelief until they die.

It seemed that they couldn't believe it when they were dying. The two of them had been in the world for decades, and they died at the hands of the young three-generation Wudang disciples.

"These two people are very famous in the Western Region, and they are almost unstoppable. Even if they entered the Central Plains martial arts later, they were masters who swept all walks of life, gradually forged an invincible momentum, and gradually touched the innate threshold!
It's a pity that their intentions were not right. Ten years ago, on Lao Dao I's centenary birthday, I touched Wudang Mountain and was injured by my palm, which broke their belief in invincibility.

Once their faith is broken, their path to the innate realm will be cut off! "

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the dead elder Xuanming, feeling quite emotional.

The few people who had the most hope of stepping into Xiantian in the arena back then, now, the curtain is completely over.

Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Ming Cult, died with a green hat and hated him;

The heroine Guo Xiang, the founder of Wudang, hated the country and the family, could not love her, and her obsession could not be dispelled, she sat down on Mount Emei;

The Baishang Taoist did many evils and was chased and killed by Zhang Sanfeng for thousands of miles, and he ended it with his own hands.

Today, the two disciples of Taoist Baishang, the two elders of Xuanming, have also been terminated at the hands of three generations of disciples of his Wudang sect.

A martial arts era has come to an end!

The era of young people has completely opened!

"These two people can be regarded as representatives of the martial arts era. Bury them, and don't expose their corpses to the wilderness!" Zhang Sanfeng sighed slightly.

"it is good!"

Song Xuan naturally wouldn't be angry with a dead man, and nodded to Lao Liu.

Afterwards, several Qingyi guards carried the body of the elder Xuanming into the woods, found a suitable place to dig a pit and buried it.

After returning to Jinling City, Song Xuan slept directly in the mansion for two days and two nights before waking up.

Fortunately, Zhang Sanfeng sat in the mansion and blocked Li Shanchang and other civil officials who came to visit on the grounds that his disciples were practicing martial arts.

Otherwise, if they knew that Song Xuan went out to take risks again, and even lost his strength to the point where he needed to sleep to recover, it would be inevitable to have Shangshu nagging.

Upon waking up, feeling refreshed, Song Xuan first greeted Grand Master, and then summoned Lao Liu.

"These two days, nothing happened, right?"

"Young Master, don't worry, everything in Jinling City is going according to schedule. Yesterday, the Tsing Yi Guards searched outside the city extensively, and found traces of the assassin staying in a house.

But when they found it, the building was already empty, and the other party had already left. "

As he spoke, he handed over a letter and said, "I only found such a letter on the table."

Song Xuan glanced at it, but saw a few beautiful handwriting written on it—Mr. Song himself!

"Open it!"

After receiving the order, the sixth child quickly opened the envelope, took out the letter inside, and handed it to Song Xuan.

Song Xuan glanced casually.

"Your surname is Song, you are so powerful, even Zhang Sanfeng is invited out of the mountain!"

"I can't play with you, I, Zhao Min, admit it. If you have the ability, come and clean me up!"

Song Xuan chuckled, "It seems that this girl is not convinced!"

"Perhaps she thought that the second elder Xuanming died at the hands of Sanfeng Zhenren?" The sixth guessed.

Song Xuan said indifferently: "Don't worry about her for the time being, the two strongest cards in her hand are already gone, even if she still has some means, there is no suitable person to use them!"

Martial arts masters are not weeds on the side of the road, they are readily available.

Masters of the level of Xuan Ming and Er Lao are rare in the whole world. If they die, they are really dead. It is very difficult to find them.

"By the way, is there any news from Jiangxi?"

The sixth child shook his head, "Tsing Yiwei's strength in Jiangxi is relatively weak, so far there has been no news of the assassination of Xu Shouhui and others!"

Song Xuan frowned and said, "How many people are there in Tsing Yi Wei now?"

"Since the capture of Jinling, the Tsing Yi Guards have expanded, and the number is now around 1!"

Song Xuan shook his head and said: "It's not enough, continue to accept people. People who are strange people and people with special abilities can try to accept them. Let's expand to 3 people first!"

Qingyiwei, Song Xuan was going to use them as the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty, and he was a little dissatisfied with their current strength.

The sixth criminal said: "Young Master, the selection of our Tsing Yi Guards is extremely strict, the [-] Tsing Yi Guards are all warriors who have cultivated their internal strength, just this, I specially selected them from the various armies.

3 people, this is a bit difficult. "

"That's your problem. If you have difficulties, you can find a solution yourself. If you need any cooperation, you report to the Ministry of the Interior. If they stop you, you can come to me!"

Song Xuan smiled lightly: "As the future emperor's army, if you can't even get 3 people together, it would be too shabby!"

Hearing the words "Tianzi pro-army", the sixth child trembled, and immediately bowed and said: "Understood, please don't worry, young master, I promise to complete the task!"

While the two were talking, hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall, and then a Qingyi guard Qianhu walked quickly and stood outside the door.

"Come in!" Song Xuan said.

When the visitor entered the hall, he bowed to Song Xuan cautiously, "Marshal!"

Then, he looked at the sixth child again, and said, "Commander, there's a letter from Tsing Yi Wei from Jiangxi!"

The sixth child took the letter and opened it directly. After confirming that there was no problem, he handed it to Song Xuan.

Song Xuan glanced through it quickly, and said with a smile: "Master Miejue is really great, Xu Shouhui and Chen Youliang are dead, and the leaderless Jiangxi rebel army is completely in chaos.

Our neighbor to the west is no longer a threat for the time being, but he is free to deal with Liu Futong and Guo Zixing in the north first! "

(End of this chapter)