Once everyone left, only Song Qingshu, Yin Liting, Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui were left.
But it was better to travel lightly, so they rushed to Wudang Mountain while recovering from their injuries.
I was walking on the road in a carriage and passed a small village when suddenly there were noises and screams outside.
Song Qingshu lifted the curtain of the car window and saw Yuan soldiers killing and robbing the people outside.
The screams of begging for mercy and the violent shouts of venting were intertwined together with the bodies lying on the ground and the blood flowing on the soil, forming a cruel scene in front of them.
"Wuji, no regrets, you stay in the car and watch Uncle Six." Song Qingshu said with suppressed anger in his heart.
It was too late, but it was too soon. After Song Qingshu finished instructing Zhang Wuji, he rushed out like a sharp sword without waiting for his response.
When Song Qingshu fell among the Yuan soldiers, he was like a tiger descending from the mountain. Against these ordinary people who were only physically stronger, he didn't even bother to use any moves, and his punches and kicks all exploded with great power.
It is not an exaggeration to say that if you touch it, you will die.
Each Yuan soldier was beaten away by Song Qingshu like a broken sack, his behavior was extremely domineering.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji saw a group of hunters rushing out of the woods in the car, led by a girl disguised as a man.
Following her order, the hunters raised their bows and arrows and shot at Yuan Bing.
After receiving the support, Song Qingshu didn't feel that the pressure was greatly reduced, he just felt a little unsatisfied.
He was seen using Wudang's "Tinyun Zong" to jump into the air, and then continued to rush towards the fleeing Yuan soldiers in the west.
Looking at the Yuan soldiers escaping on horseback, Song Qingshu shattered the blades at his feet with a palm of his hand, then controlled the fine blades with his internal strength, and with a wave of his hand, these blades shot out.
Several Yuan soldiers who escaped fell from their horses in response. Although they were not dead yet, with the amount of blood loss, they obviously could not survive for more than a few minutes.
"Hiss." Song Qingshu's dazzling skill was not unpredictable, but it was also very unparalleled.
However, as soon as Song Qingshu approached, the group of hunters surrounded the girl to protect her.
Zhao Min Oh
Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully, ignored them, and returned to the carriage.
But when he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that the long sword in the girl's hand was exactly the same as the Yitian Sword in the hands of Master Miejie.
Could it be that the Emei sect has been killed?
not good!
"Where did you get the Yitian Sword in your hand?" Song Qingshu suddenly asked.
"Eternal Sword!" Zhang Wuji followed Song Qingshu's gaze and happened to see the Eternal Sword in the girl's hand, and immediately said in surprise.
Considering how precious the Yitian Sword is to Master Miejie, she would never give it to anyone else. So where did the Yitian Sword in this girl's hand come from?
"Is this what you're talking about?" Zhao Min walked out from the crowd, fanning himself with an iron fan and raising the Heavenly Sword perfectly.
Song Qingshu raised his head, looked at Zhao Min, and said coldly: "I don't know whether I should call you Zhao Min, or Princess Shao Min."
"You know me?" Zhao Min was stunned and looked at Song Qingshu in surprise.
"Why, shouldn't it be? The daughter of King Chahan Temul of Runan." Song Qingshu said calmly.
"Haha, you are quite powerful, but do you want to know where the Yitian Sword comes from?" Zhao Min said with a smile when he saw the Yitian Sword placed across his waist.
Seeing this, Song Qingshu knew in his heart that she was teasing him. If he foolishly asked where it came from, she might just say not to tell you.
"You don't need to tell me that I've already guessed it." Song Qingshu looked at Zhao Min and closed his eyes with a sigh.
Zhao Min stared at Song Qingshu and said, "I don't believe it. Tell me how I got the Yitian Sword."
"I have heard for a long time that King Runan intends to deal with the martial arts masters of the Central Plains. Now he has handed over the task to Princess Shaomin. Now it seems that the news is probably true." Song Qingshu said nonsense. Yes, he was lying. He He spends three hundred days a year practicing martial arts in Wudang Mountain, so he has no time to ask about Zhao Min.
The reason why he said this was just to deceive Zhao Min.
Seeing the strange color on Zhao Min's face, Song Qingshu thought that he might have guessed it right.
In terms of time, the Shaolin Temple in Shaoshi Mountain had been destroyed by this time, and the Emei Sect's exterminator master and her father and uncles had been placed under house arrest by her.
Zhao Min's next step should be to go to Wudang Mountain.
"First kill Shaolin, then destroy Wudang. Only I will teach the truth and become the king of the martial arts world."
This is the framing plan implemented by Zhao Min.
"You are obviously young, but you are very thoughtful and interesting. I invite you to be a guest at the village. Do you dare to go?" Zhao Min looked at Song Qingshu and said with a smile.
When Song Qingshu heard Zhao Min's words, he couldn't help but snorted in his heart, Damn it, you asked me to be a guest, you were obviously poisoning me.
"No need, we've had a hard time traveling all the way, we just want to go back quickly." Song Qingshu decisively refused.
"That's not possible, you have to go, and don't you feel weak all over? Haha." Zhao Min said with a smile.
Song Qingshu's expression changed. He didn't expect Zhao Min to be so decisive and start poisoning now. He turned his head and looked into the carriage. Yang Buhui fell weakly on top of Yin Liting, who had already fallen asleep.
On the other hand, Zhang Wuji, who had practiced the "Nine Yang Manual" and was immune to all poisons, stared at Song Qingshu with a pair of bull's eyes and was very curious.
Really worthy of being the protagonist, Naicao.
"Wuji, help keep an eye on Uncle Six and Buhui." Song Qingshu ordered.
"Okay." No matter how stupid Zhang Wuji was, he knew something was wrong with Zhao Min, especially after seeing Yin Liting and Yang Buhui unconscious, he had already labeled Zhao Min as an enemy.
Song Qingshu kicked his feet and flew towards Zhao Min like an eagle.
"Why are you okay?" Zhao Min exclaimed.
The poison used by Zhao Min was called Shixiang Ruanjin Powder, which was presented to King Runan by the monks from the Western Regions. This kind of poison, which is colorless and odorless, can dissolve the internal strength of martial arts masters and make people's whole body muscles and bones weak.
It is an extremely useful card in Zhao Min's hand to deal with martial arts masters like Zhongyuan.
I didn't expect to meet two people who would not be poisoned today.
Song Qingshu didn't have the intention to answer her, and used a flying dragon move in mid-air to hit the guards dressed as hunters.
They all vomited blood and fell down, but they were not afraid of death. Even if they were injured, they wanted to hold Song Qingshu's hands and feet to prevent him from taking action against Zhao Min.
When Zhao Min saw that the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow under his command were defeated miserably, he immediately knew that he was in trouble and turned around to escape.
Song Qingshu held a long sword, cut off the outstretched hand with one sword, and ran towards Zhao Min.
"Deer Zhang Ke, Crane Pen Weng." Zhao Min shouted.
Two wretched-looking old men flew out of the woods.
One of them is holding a deer staff, and the other is bare-handed, but his palms are glowing with a blue halo, which is obviously very powerful.
"Two elders Xuanming!" Song Qingshu said in his heart.
Then I saw him shaking the long sword with his wrist and exploding the scabbard, and immediately launched the Quanzhen Sect's "One Qi Transforms Three Purities" move.
The tip of the sword points the deer stick guest's head, throat and heart.
On the other side, Song Qingshu moved his palms with one hand, unleashed his inner strength, and executed a superb move called "Dragon Subduing Palm".
The leaves at his feet locked with the air machine and turned into a flying dragon that rushed towards Hebi Weng.
"Bang." After a loud noise.
Luzhangke and Hebiweng flew out upside down, while Song Qingshu still stood on the same spot, but his feet had already sunk into the soil.
