Since talking with Ouyang Feng, some of the shadows that Song Qingshu had accumulated in his heart suddenly opened up, and the whole world had become very different from the past in his eyes.

Blood Knife Ancestor, Master Sangjie, and Yu Zhenzi are all grandmaster-level figures who dominate one side, first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, surrounded by three people's breath in the middle, but Song Qingshu is standing with a light hand, without a trace of solemnity.

Su Quan and the others on the side saw him holding him up so big, and they couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for him. In the eyes of the three of them, it was another situation, they obviously saw Song Qingshu standing there, but the qi machine could not perceive his existence, and the distortion similar to space made several people hesitate and take their courage.

Yu Zhenzi knew that he had pretended to curry favor with Song Qingshu before, but he secretly united with the Blood Knife Ancestor and others to lure Ouyang Feng over, wanting to take the opportunity to get rid of the two. Song Qingshu has escaped from Ascension now, and the most angry person is probably himself.

Seeing that the Blood Knife Ancestor and Sang Jie had a retreat on their faces, they knew that Song Qingshu would let them go, but he might not let him go, so he had to bite the bullet and take the lead in making a move, triggering the battle situation, and tying the Blood Knife Ancestor and himself on a warship.

With Sheng Jing's lesson, Yu Zhenzi did not dare to use the Taishan faction swordsmanship this time, but switched to the martial arts of the Iron Sword Gate.

The rest of the people in the field looked at it and secretly admired it, Yu Zhenzi seemed to have turned into seven afterimages, each figure was like smoke and fog, teaching people to see it really, and they were already invincible before they fought.

The Blood Knife Ancestor and Master Sangjie were both extremely experienced, and they knew that if they stood by and watched, they would definitely be defeated in the end, and it was better to combine the strength of several people, and the outcome was not yet known.

The two of them shouted, and took the opportunity to cover it, the blood knife ancestor waved a blood knife with a cold light, and Sang Jie's big handprint was extremely mysterious, and with Yu Zhenzi, he killed Song Qingshu in the middle from three different directions.

"Be careful!" reminded the two women in unison.

Su Quan turned her head and glanced at Fang Yi with a smile, Fang Yi was glared at by her, and felt a little frightened in her heart, so she hurriedly lowered her head, and the afterglow of her eyes still drifted towards the field.

Yu Zhenzi is very satisfied with his performance this time, whether it is the timing or angle of the sword stab, it has condensed a lifetime of hard work and experience, and he is confident that any master will retreat under such a treacherous sword move.

Soon, the smile on the corner of his mouth completely solidified on his face, and Song Qingshu just slapped his peak sword with just one side of his body. Yu Zhenzi was shocked and wanted to retreat, at this time Song Qingshu stretched out two fingers, the speed was very slow, so slow that Yu Zhenzi could clearly see the trajectory of the other party's shot, but he was stunned to find that he couldn't dodge, and the next moment the tip of the sword in his hand had been firmly clamped by those two fingers.

As soon as Yu Zhenzi lost his mind slightly, he felt a sharp energy coming from the tip of the sword, and he was dragged by the other party and swung his sword towards the attacking Blood Knife Ancestor.

The Blood Knife Ancestor struck a thunderous blow at Song Qingshu's back, seeing that it was getting closer and closer, when he was stealing joy, how could he know that a flower in front of him would actually turn into a jade Zhenzi and stab himself with a sword at the next moment.

The sword is a sword that sharpens iron like clay, and the knife is also a cold sword, after the sword intersects, the blood knife ancestor and Yu Zhenzi retreat a few feet, only to feel the blood surging, looking at the gap in their respective weapons, before they have time to feel distressed, they hurriedly raised their heads with concern to pay attention to the battle situation in the field.

After Song Qingshu used his strength to force back the two masters, he didn't know when he had an extra wooden sword in his right hand, looking at the complicated mystical handprints attacking from his side, he raised his sword and stabbed at a certain point in the handprints, Master Sangjie shouted, and flew back.

When he stood firm, cold sweat was dripping on his fat face, and his hands were hidden in the wide sleeved robe, which he couldn't really see.

When everyone was looking at the clouds, Song Qingshu spoke: "Sangjie, if you can escape your life today and return to the Shingon Sect to practice hard for three years, you may be able to practice the Mahamudra back." ”

The Blood Knife Ancestor and Yu Zhenzi saw Sang Jie's face as if it were dead ashes, and they were shocked in their hearts: Sang Jie, as the first master of the second generation of disciples of the Shingon Sect, can be said to have entered the hall with the kung fu of the big mudra, but he was actually abolished by Song Qingshu's sword?

Sang Jie's face trembled, and his voice was hoarse: "What Your Excellency gave today, he will repay it a hundred times in the future." ”

"In my opinion, those who say this kind of thing are incompetent," Song Qingshu smiled disappreciatively, "What's more, it's not certain that you still have another day." ”

Sang Jie's face turned pale, and the Blood Knife Ancestor was also cold in his heart, and when he saw the Yelu brothers and sisters who had been standing by, he said in a cold voice: "The Khitan is deeply favored by Mongolia, and they have always advanced and retreated together, so the two of you are watching from the sidelines?"

The Yelu brothers and sisters glanced at each other, and they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes, originally they really didn't want to wade into this troubled water, but Liao and Mongolia are allies, and now many parts of the ruined Liao State need to rely on Mongolia, if the Mongolian envoys are allowed to be killed here, I am afraid it will damage the diplomatic relations between the two countries.

Yelu Nanxian took off his cloak, revealing an enviable tall and proud figure, slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, pointed at Song Qingshu from afar, looked at him and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Song, people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, please!" Yelu Qi also stood up at the right time, he got the true biography of the old naughty boy Zhou Botong when he was a child, and he really taught Xuanmen authentic martial arts, and also learned seven, seven, eight, eight, and eight, although now the martial arts are not as good as his cousin Yelu Nanxian, but in the entire Yelu royal family, there are also a number of masters.

Seeing that Yelu Nanxian's pretty face was full of solemnity, Song Qingshu put away the wooden sword and showed a warm smile: "Since they are friends of Nanxian girl, they will naturally not be embarrassed in the future, if you want to leave, please take care of yourself." ”

Yelu Nanxian was stunned for a moment, and noticed that the eyes of everyone in the audience looking at him were full of inexplicable ambiguity, and his face turned red, and he put the sword into the sheath, and looked at Song Qingshu's eyes with a hint of softness: "Nanxian has thanked Mr. Song here." ”

Seeing the two of them standing there looking at each other strangely, Su Quan coughed lightly, looked at the Blood Knife Ancestor and the others, and said in a cold voice: "A few of you haven't left yet, aren't you still waiting for the Divine Dragon Sect to prepare a banquet?"

Although she really wanted to take the opportunity to kill the Blood Knife Ancestor and Master Sangjie, take revenge for Hong An, and use it to teach Zhongwei, but since Song Qingshu had already agreed to let a few people go, Su Quan weighed the importance of Liwei and her own impression in Song Qingshu's mind, and wisely did not mean to refute Song Qingshu.

Seeing the Blood Knife Ancestor and several wolves leaving in an unbearable manner, Yelu Nanxian thought that this trip had not only done a good job to the Mongolian side, but also invisibly bankrupted the conspiracy of Ali Buge and Hongli, and at the same time completed the entrustment of Su Yin, the Great Ti Yin Division, to protect Su Quan, it was really a full return, so there was a little more gratitude in his eyes when he looked at Song Qingshu: "Our brother and sister are also going back to Daliao, so don't leave it here, there will be a period later." ”

"There will be a period later. Song Qingshu smiled and nodded.

Seeing that Song Qingshu had been watching Yelu Nanxian leave, Su Quan said with a smile: "It's been so long since the shadow disappeared...... Since you are so reluctant, why not keep her as a guest. ”

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "What's the matter, I'm thinking about the problem, how long can you be the sect leader." ”

At this time, the disciples of the Divine Dragon Sect in the hall reacted, and they knelt down and shouted: "I respectfully invite the sect leader to ascend the throne, and the sect leader Immortal Fu will enjoy eternal longevity and Tianqi." ”

Su Quan smiled and held Song Qingshu with one hand: "You come with me." Holding Song Qingshu's hand, the two walked up the steps step by step, and came to the throne of Hong Antong on weekdays, Su Quan sat down generously, and said in a coquettish voice: "Flat." ”

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

"Although Sect Master Hong had it in the past...... But there is a great credit to this sect, come here, collect the body of the Hong sect leader, and bury it ceremoniously the next day. ”

"Obey the Lord's law. ”

Many disciples of the Shenlong Sect were slandered, in the past, it was obvious that she and Sect Leader Hong wantonly killed the old man, but now they put all the blame on Hong Antong.

"There is one more thing," Su Quan looked at Song Qingshu beside him with a smile, "Pass on my order, this Mr. Song will be the most honored guest of our Divine Dragon Sect in the future, and if you see him, your order will be the order of your sect master." ”

Most of the young disciples of the Shenlong Sect were Su Quan's henchmen, but they didn't feel anything, but the rest of the old people sneered in their hearts: their husbands had just died, and they pushed out the adulterer so quickly......

But now that the general trend has been decided, these people don't dare to have any other thoughts, hearing Su Quan's crisp and charming voice, their bodies and bones are a little soft, and they are envious in their hearts: This Song Qingshu is so glamorous, he can enjoy such a gift wantonly.

"Now that the army is outside, everyone has their own duties, closely guarding each stronghold, and I will give an order later. ”

Looking at the Divine Dragon Sect members who respectfully retreated at the bottom of the stairs, Su Quanru was in a dream, but he didn't expect his wish to come true so quickly, and he thought it would take a lifetime......

Thinking of this, Su Quan looked at Song Qingshu, full of affection.

Being looked at by a charming stunner with this kind of eyes, no man is not moved. Song Qingshu was proud, but secretly exclaimed, does Su Quan really have love for herself? I'm afraid not. Now that she is surrounded by strong enemies, she needs a strong man, and she is more in line with her requirements in all aspects, so she will seem so righteous.

If it was a young boy, I was afraid that he would be confused by her affectionate eyes, but Song Qingshu had already passed this stage, and he could see Su Quan's careful thinking at a glance.

If it was before, Song Qingshu might have been upset, but now that he has slowly become accustomed to the rules of this world, Su Quan's choice is understandable, not to mention that Su Quan is not only a beautiful woman, but also a smart and mature woman, and getting along with such a woman must not have some unnecessary troubles.

"Now that the strong enemy has not retreated, and the Divine Dragon Sect has suffered a great injury, you ...... Is there any good way?" A normal sentence, Su Quan said it with a look of wanting to speak, and a tactful and coquettish nasal voice, which looked particularly sultry.

"There is a way, but I don't know if Mrs. Hong dares to do that. "All along, Song Qingshu has been thinking about how to solve the dilemma of the Divine Dragon Sect, and not long after coming to the Divine Dragon Sect, he got inspiration from the messengers from all sides and came up with a way