The Strongest Supporting Role in Martial Arts: the Beginning of a Sword Book to Ward off Evil

Song Qingshu looked at the two with a satisfied look on his face.

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"What! How is it possible! Damn it, Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, why did you betray this altar master, why did you betray this altar lord, why is this altar lord sorry for you?"

After seeing this scene, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly collapsed a little, the original last trump card and trump card now turned into a deadly dagger that overwhelmed his side, the anger in his heart can be imagined.

"Betraying Zhu Tanzhu... No, now you are no longer Zhu Tanzhu, we have never been your people, we have been from the beginning.... The leader's people! You are as the leader said, Wolf's ambition! He even colluded with outsiders to destroy the entire Ming Cult!"

Chang Yuchun said coldly.

"You, you..."

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was also stunned for a while, obviously not expecting such a result.

"Zhu Yuanzhang, you are really disappointing this sect master!"

Song Qingshu's gaze also fell on Zhu Yuanzhang's body, and his eyes were filled with incomparably cold light.

"me.……"

After seeing this scene, Zhu Yuanzhang was obviously a little desperate. Although he said that there were still [-] people behind him, in this case, these [-] people were just living targets, and they couldn't turn the slightest wave.

"Everyone, I don't know if you will put down your weapons and capture them, or will you turn into hedgehogs and go to the Yellow Springs?"

Song Qingshu's voice immediately came, and his eyes were also scanning everyone's body.

"brush……"

After hearing Song Qingshu's words, the faces of everyone suddenly became extremely ugly. Obviously, they never dreamed of such a result. They were full of confidence and wanted to destroy the entire Ming Sect, but it didn't even start. Entering the big net woven by the other party in advance, the mood can be imagined.

"What do you want, don't forget, we brought tens of thousands of horses this time!"

"That's right, you'd better let us go, otherwise, even if you kill us, your Ming Sect will not be able to stop the onslaught of your fellow martial artists!"

"That's right, let us go! From today onwards, our well water will not make river water!"

When everyone saw this, they immediately opened their mouths.

"Let's see if you still haven't woken up from your sect master! As for those...the people in the rivers and lakes are just scattered sand, you don't really think that there are really only a few thousand people in the entire Bright Summit, right?"

Song Qingshu sneered, and there was a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

"what!"

After hearing Song Qingshu's words, everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and their expressions became a little ugly.

"Give you ten breaths of time, those who are willing to surrender, lay down their weapons, and stand on the other side, those who are unwilling to surrender..."

Song Qingshu's eyes flickered with cold light, the meaning obviously couldn't be more obvious.

After hearing Song Qingshu's words, everyone's expressions began to change.

"Five breaths left!"

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"..."

"Surrender, I am willing to surrender! My Huashan faction chooses to surrender!"

Xian Yutong's voice came immediately, and it was obvious that he couldn't stand the pressure first.

When the soldier on his body was about to hit the ground, and then came to the other side, the elites of the Huashan faction behind him naturally wouldn't do anything to resist, and they threw down their weapons and followed.

"My Kongtong faction is also willing to surrender!"

"My Kunlun faction is also willing to surrender!"

"And my beggars..."

After seeing someone taking the lead, the rest of the people naturally opened their mouths one after another, and threw the weapons one by one directly to the ground, apparently giving up their resistance.

"Why, Abbot Kong Wen, are you Shaolin ready to fight to the end?"

Song Qingshu said lightly after looking at the remaining people in the field.

At this moment, there were only people from the Shaolin faction and some figures who looked exotic, and finally it was Zhu Yuanzhang. As for the rebels behind Zhu Yuanzhang, after seeing Xu Da and Chang Yuchun, they also chose directly. give up.

"This time, Shaolin admits it, and the old man is willing to surrender!"

After a long time, Kong Wen's voice came immediately, although he said he was very unwilling, but in the face of tens of thousands of archers, the result of the resistance can be guessed even if you think about it with your toes.

The next moment, everyone in the Shaolin Temple also put down their weapons one after another.

"The Archbishop of Persia"

In the end, Song Qingshu's eyes fell on the remaining dozens of figures. These people were obviously different from the Han people in their dress and appearance. Needless to say, they should obviously be people of the Persian Ming sect.

"You are the new leader of the Ming Cult in Middle Earth"

At this time, a voice with a tough guy's words came.