Chapter 1935 Lurkers

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"Kill them!" When Song Qingshu suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall, and everyone was stunned, Daoist Huangmu saw the opportunity quickly and hurriedly ordered his companions to kill everyone in Wudang.

Song Qingshu also reacted quickly, turning into a cyan shadow and rushing towards those people, the little dragon girl frowned, and also charged in the other direction with her sword raised.

The Qinggong of the two of them is the top of the top in the arena. They really are as quiet as a virgin and move like a rabbit. The blind swordsman who killed the Quartet before is now without the cover of darkness, that is, the level of ordinary second-rate in the arena. Soon The entire army was annihilated under the lightning-fast attack of the two.

Daoist Huangmu gritted his teeth and charged towards Zhang Sanfeng waving his double swords. Song Qingshu had already taken precautions, and the sword qi shot out, blocking all the roads in front of him, and the next moment he could see the opponent being attacked by the sword qi. hole through.

Who knew that Daoist Huangmu rushing towards Zhang Sanfeng was just a false move, and suddenly the whole person fell into stillness, and then ran towards the gate in the opposite direction like a cannonball.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, this moment of turning back completely violates the laws of physics, the Qinggong of the ancient tomb school is also good at retreating like a god, but it's not so exaggerated, right?

Seeing to see his doubts, Zhang Sanfeng reminded: "His true energy is like spider silk, and his whole person can be like a spider."

Song Qingshu thought about it, isn't this Spider-Man?

I saw that Taoist Huangmu did not fly out of the hall, but closed the door of the hall with a wave of both hands, and then restarted the mechanism on the doors and windows, and the entire hall fell into boundless darkness again.

"Song surnamed, I know your martial arts are high, but in this darkness, I kill you like slaughtering a chicken." A voice came from the air, like a wandering soul from Jiuyou.

Song Qingshu casually shot a wisp of sword energy towards the place where the sound had just been made, but unfortunately only the sound of shooting into the pillar could be heard.

"Hahaha, you can't hit me." From another diametrically opposite position came the proud voice of Daoist Huangmu.

Everyone in Wudang frowned. This Daoist Huangmu has a strange inner strength and can change direction instantly by pulling the spider silk. The Zixiao Palace is very large, and there is quite a wide space for him to move and dodge.

Suddenly, Zhang Sanfeng's voice came from the hall: "The sword energy is rushing into the sky."

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and in an instant Wanjian Guizong sent out, countless sword qi shrouded the sky above the entire hall and shot towards the top of the hall indiscriminately.

Everyone only heard a bang, and countless wooden blocks and glazed tiles rustled down, and then they only felt that their eyes brightened, subconsciously raised their heads, and could actually see the blue sky and white clouds above their heads. It turned out that the entire roof of the Zixiao Palace had been shot. Got riddled with holes.

Zhang Sanfeng was in the middle of the game just now, and the incident happened suddenly, and the changes one after another made him too late to think. Later, he watched with a cold eye and immediately thought that he could break the game from the top of the hall.

Suddenly, a heavy object fell to the ground with a bang, and everyone looked closely. It turned out to be Daoist Huangmu. At this time, he was covered in blood holes, and it was obvious that Wanjian had penetrated his heart.

"Hey...hehe..." Daoist Huangmu made a vague voice in his throat. He obviously wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, blood couldn't stop gushing out. In the end, he didn't say anything and his eyes were wide open. , eyes full of shock and disbelief when he breathed.

After such a big commotion, the disciples who were patrolling the periphery also rushed to knock open the doors and windows, and the whole room regained light again.

A group of disciples ran to take care of the injured people, Song Qingshu came to Zhang Sanfeng, checked his pulse, and noticed that his true qi seemed to be absent, and he couldn't help asking: "What's going on?"

Song Yuanqiao said, "I caught the sad and crisp breeze."

Song Qingshu suddenly turned to Li Qingluo, who was standing aside, and spread out his hands, "An antidote!"

Li Qingluo bit her lip, and finally struggled to find a bottle of antidote from her arms and threw it to him.

Noticing the blood on the corner of her mouth, Song Qingshu frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He took out the antidote to detoxify Zhang Sanfeng and everyone else.

"Master, how is your injury?" Song Qingshu asked when he returned to Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng recirculated the real energy in his body, and replied: "If the skin is injured, it will be fine to rest for a month or two. Let's go and see Ma Zhen and Tian Xu." He trembled as he spoke, and with the help of Song Qingshu, he came to the two of them. next to the corpse.

"I didn't expect that their grandmaster would die in Xiao Xiao's hands like this." Zhang Sanfeng squatted down beside the two and sighed deeply, "Bury the two of them well, ask their disciples what they mean, and see them. Are you willing to be buried in Wudang Mountain or go back to your own temple?"

"Yes." Yu Lianzhou beside him bowed respectfully and went to discuss with the disciples of Shangqingguan and Yuqingguan.

At this moment, the sudden change suddenly rose, and the Taoist Tianxu who had died suddenly opened his eyes and slapped Zhang Sanfeng in the lower abdomen with a palm.

"Master!"

No one expected this change. Even if Song Qingshu had no time to rescue him in a hurry, he could only watch Tian Xu press his palm on Zhang Sanfeng's lower abdomen.

A sly smile flashed across Taoist Tianxu's face, but the smile on his face suddenly froze, because he felt that his palm seemed to hit a ball of cotton, and his strength was like a mud ox into the sea.

Song Qingshu took advantage of the frame to open his hand and smashed it to the pillar beside him.

"This...how is this possible!" Tianxu Daoist looked incredulous, completely unexpected that his own killing blow would have no effect.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed deeply: "I was attacked by Gang Xiang back then, how could I repeat the same mistakes?"

Song Qingshu was stunned, but Jiang really was still

The old spicy, who moved from place to place, was afraid that he would be seriously injured.

The Taoist Tianxu shook his head and said, "Impossible, are you always guarded with true qi anytime and anywhere? Impossible!"

"Naturally it's impossible, but I already had some doubts about you before." Zhang Sanfeng replied.

"Where did I show my flaws?" Tianxu Taoist was startled.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the surrounding windows and the oil lamps on the top, and replied, "Although Zixiao Palace is not so well-guarded, it is also a holy place for our Wudang sect. There is a mechanism like the plank, and I think it is a traitor from within. Among the four views, only you, the Shangqing Guan, came first, and you volunteered to help set up the ceremony venue before.

Taoist Tianxu showed a miserable smile: "It's true that people are not as good as heaven, this is fate." Immediately, he glared at Li Qingluo viciously: "But if this bitch hadn't interfered with it, Wudang's top and bottom would be over!"

Li Qingluo's face turned pale: "Didn't you plan to invite Zhenren Zhang to be a guest at Ghost Villa? Then he used him to coerce everyone in Wudang to cooperate. Why do you all kill each other!"

The Taoist Tianxu snorted coldly: "Women's opinion, the boss just needs your sadness and refreshing breeze, otherwise it is impossible for you to participate in this matter, but unfortunately it is still in the hands of you, a bitch."

"You!" Being scolded by a slut, Li Qingluo's identity as the Virgin of the White Lotus, how could she ever suffer from such anger, coupled with her severe injuries, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her anger, and she immediately fainted.

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