Chapter 310 The Demon Girl's Zhu Chai

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Song Qingshu's expression froze, he held the table with both hands and sucked up, flipping it over and blocking it in front of him. / The speed of the wooden table rolling in the air is extremely amazing, and the arrows that were shot were either knocked flying or stuck on it. As a result, this terrifying rain of arrows was actually blocked.

Taking advantage of the stunned skills of the eight heroes of the arrow, Song Qingshu shot the remaining chopstick bullet out of his hand.

Whoosh! The chopsticks flew in the direction of Zhao Min with a terrifying and high-pitched sound of breaking through the air. The Mongolian guards turned pale in shock, but the chopsticks were as fast as lightning, and ordinary people couldn't react at all. Only the masters in the field were barely able to act.

Elder Xuanming and Falun Gong Jinlun were too far apart, and it was too late to help each other. Ada, Er and San beside Zhao Min turned pale in shock, and Ada subconsciously slashed at the flying chopsticks.

Before A Da entered the Ruyang Palace as a slave, his real name was Fang Dongbai. He used to be the head of the ten elders of the beggar gang. arm sword,

Fang Dongbai just saw that Song Qingshu just relied on a chopstick to knock Xuancheng's tens of kilograms of Zen staff flying. He knew that the internal force attached to the chopsticks was no small matter, and he didn't dare to expect to be able to stop it with a sword, but on the sword. With clever effort, I hope to slightly change the flight path of the chopsticks, so that Zhao Min can escape this disaster.

What broke Fang Dongbai's heart and guts was that his inevitable sword was cut in vain, and he could only hope that Ah Er and San behind him would stop the chopsticks, otherwise something happened to Zhao Min, how many of them would they do? I'm afraid none of my brothers will end well.

Almost at the same time as Fang Dongbai swung his sword, Ah Er and San also reached out and grabbed the chopsticks. They came from the Shaolin of the Western Regions, and they were extremely skilled with the Dali King Kong Palm and the Dali King Kong Finger. Jin Tie, cracking the stele is as easy as the palm of your hand. Unexpectedly, when you grabbed it, you felt a sharp pain in the palm of your hand, and the two of them worked together to not grab the chopsticks.

The two of them ignored the blood line in their palms and looked at Zhao Min in fear. I saw Zhao Min's face was pale, but there was no trauma on her body. The chopstick was stuck on the pillar behind her, and there was a broken Zhu Chai hanging on it. As Zhao Min's confidant guard, she knew that the Zhu Chai was. The thing that Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji fell in love with in the past.

"My subordinates are incompetent, and the county master is frightened." A Da, Er and San hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty. The rest of the guards also reacted and pulled out their weapons to escort Zhao Min and Hua Zheng in the middle.

The two elders Xuanming scolded and rushed towards Song Qingshu together. King Jinlun also broke into a cold sweat, and he almost let the two nobles die under his nose, but he could see that Song Qingshu was merciful, so he hesitated and did not join the battle group, but guarded Zhao Minhua. Zheng beside the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had already fought several tricks.

"Eighteen palms for subduing the dragon?" The second elder Xuanming let out a small snort, some scruples about the prestige of the palm that is the best in the world, and he didn't want to fight him for a long time. With the skill of practicing for decades, fight with him for internal strength.

God Xuanming's palm is exquisite, not to mention that the two elders of Xuanming are proficient in the art of combined strikes. In a hurry, Song Qingshu did not know whether it was intentional or not, but he was forced to fight hard.

The three of them stood quietly in the arena, and the azure energy on the faces of the second old Xuan Ming became more and more intense. The surrounding people could see the azure air mass that was visible to the naked eye passing from the arms of the two to Song Qingshu.

"Brother Song!" Seeing that Song Qingshu was fighting against one another, Xia Qingqing hurriedly pulled out the Golden Snake Sword, willing to step forward to help him, but worried about attracting the rest of the Mongolian experts to join the battle group, he couldn't help but hesitate on the spot.

Li Mochou secretly drew three ice soul silver needles in his sleeve, and he also planned to find an opportunity to help.

Keeping an eye on the situation on the field, Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning, and said to the two women, "Youyou, you and Daochang Li will go first, and we will meet at the place agreed before."

Seeing Song Qingshu fighting for his inner strength, he was still able to speak calmly. Not only Elder Xuanming, but the rest of the inn were also shocked.

"Brother Song, if I don't leave, we will die together." Xia Qingqing pursed her lips, but her tone was very firm.

"Silly girl, it's not like you don't know my martial arts. If I want to leave, who in the world can stop me? If you stay here, they have many masters. In order to protect you, maybe the two of us really want to be the same. The mandarin ducks are destined." Song Qingshu gave a wry smile, and quickly said through voice transmission.

Hearing what he said, Xia Qingqing's ears turned red. She was no longer the arrogant and willful Miss Wenjiabao of the past. Of course, she had a clear priority. Knowing that what Song Qingshu said was true, she nodded and said with red eyes. : "Okay, I will always wait for you at that place." After that, he ran out the window.

Li Mochou has more experience in the arena and lakes. Knowing that his stay will not play the slightest role in the competition of masters of this level, he hesitated, and then thanked Song Qingshu: "Thank you for your kindness today, Li will do it in the future. Pictorial." After speaking, he ran out the window.

"Where is the demon girl going!" Seeing that Li Mochou was about to escape, Xuan Cheng roared angrily, a Dapeng spread his wings, and shot Li Mochou behind Li Mochou's back.

Song Qingshu's eyes narrowed, and he shook the two elders of Xuanming away with a palm. With the help of the counter-shock, he came to Xuancheng and Li Mochou, and smashed Xuancheng's fingerless fingers with one punch.

"I'm a person who never wants to repay kindness. Of course, if the Taoist priest promises him, Song would be very happy." Hearing Song Qingshu's joking words behind him, Li Mochou almost stumbled when he turned out of the window. stumbled down.

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Great Demon Fist, Jiuyin Mantra? Xuan Cheng let out a snort, stopped chasing, and looked at Song Qingshu with a solemn expression.

"Master really deserves to be a prodigy of martial arts in Shaolin Temple. He actually recognizes that this is the martial arts in the Nine Yin Manual." Song Qingshu glanced at him in surprise, and his tone became friendly.

"As a Wudang disciple, you don't need your own kung fu. What you use is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Gang and the long-lost Jiuyin Mantra. It can be seen that the Wudang style martial arts is really unremarkable." Xuan Cheng sneer.

Song Qingshu was at a loss for words, and the little goodwill he had just developed disappeared without a trace. Was this stinky monk greened by the Wudang sect before he became a monk? He is no longer a Wudang disciple, and he has to maintain the reputation of Wudang sect.

"The great monk did not know that Song made a big mistake in the past, was expelled from the Wudang sect by his great master, and he did not regain the gate wall by his old man for a day, so he really did not dare to use Wudang magic. Kung Fu, or Taijiquan, Taijijian, etc., it is still no problem to compete with the stunts of Shaolin Temple monks casually."

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, what Song Qingshu said was reasonable and reasonable, but others could not force him to use the Wudang faction martial arts to fight the enemy. Xuancheng felt regretful in his heart, and suddenly felt that it was boring to fight against Song Qingshu. What's more, the martial arts displayed by the other party are really unfathomable. In case of unfortunate draw or even losing, where will one's face be?

Xuan Cheng stood there silently, his face constantly changing.

Let's say that the two elders Xuanming were shaken away by Song Qingshu's palm. They only felt that their blood was boiling, and they had suffered a lot of internal injuries. In fact, it was their own fault. If they fought each other, with their decades of experience in joint strikes, Even if you lose, you won't be injured so quickly. The two of them had suffered the same loss under Zhang Wuji in order to take advantage of them before. They originally thought that there would be no more young people in the world who could develop Zhang Wuji's incomparable inner strength.

Luzhangke and Hebiweng each drew their weapons from their arms. You must know that the two are famous for their Xuanming Divine Palm. Apart from dealing with Zhang Wuji, the people in Ruyang Palace have never seen them use weapons. A short staff with a deer's head and a pair of cranes' mouths and two brushes, all of which are Qimen's weapons, and their tricks are very strange. With the occasional cold arrows from the hand of Xuanming's god, Zhang Wuji, who was a great success at the time, almost fell into the hands of the two of them.

The second elder Xuanming fell into the eyes of the two nobles because of the disadvantaged scene, and his face was a little overwhelmed, and he was about to get 12 points of energy to fight Song Qingshu again in the dark, but Zhao Min's faint voice came: " Mr. Lu, Mr. He, you come back for a while. It is known that the Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Beidou in the righteous martial arts, the incarnation of justice, and Master Xuancheng is about to kill the female demon Li Mochou's comrades. The two gentlemen and his It's not too late to wait for the holidays."

Zhao Min had just recovered from the shock, and seeing Xuan Cheng's expression, he knew that it was impossible to use the conflict between Shaolin and Wudang to provoke a fight between him and Song Qingshu, so he shifted the topic to Li Mochou.

If only Xuancheng and Song Qingshu were in the inn, even if Song Qingshu rescued Li Mochou, the two would be concerned about each other's martial arts.

But now Zhao Min has led the first army, if Xuan Cheng lets Song Qingshu rescue Li Mochou without paying attention, and if Zhao Min's subordinates spread the word a little, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will be ruined in one fell swoop.

Xuan Cheng was a martial idiot, not an idiot. He knew that Zhao Min was using a knife to kill, but he had to jump into the trap. What's more, he thinks that martial arts is unrivaled, and he thinks that it is not difficult to solve Song Qingshu first and then go back to Zhao Min to settle accounts, so he laughed for a long time: "Well, I have heard for a long time that the eighteen palms of the Beggar Gang are the best palms in the world. The monk came to the meeting for a while with the Prajna palm, the number one palmist in Shaolin Temple."

Before Song Qingshu could answer, Xuan Cheng slapped him with his palm.

"Minmin, I see that Master Xuancheng's palms are slow and light, and he doesn't seem to have much strength. Why is that Young Master Song, like an enemy, and keeps dodging?"

After watching for a while, Princess Huazheng couldn't help but turn her head and ask Zhao Min. i527()

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