"I thought it was a master hiding there, but I didn't expect it to be you." Zhang Wuji saw Song Qingshu come out without the slightest expression of surprise.

"I thought Zhang Wuji was just a big change in his heart, but I didn't expect that he was occupied by Mingzun." Song Qingshu smiled faintly.

"You're here too?" Under the moonlight, seeing Song Qingshu's appearance clearly, Zhou Zhiruo was taken aback.

Zhao Min smiled reluctantly: "I just said that you will be glad that you have made your attitude clear tonight in the future."

Zhou Zhiruo's face was cloudy, and she thought to herself that if she had been ambiguous with Zhang Wuji just now, she was really not a person inside and out now.

"Zhiruo, I'm glad that the first thing you thought of in a critical moment was me." Song Qingshu came to Zhou Zhiruo's side and took her hand as smooth as jade.

In front of Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously shrank her hand behind her back, and said a little unnaturally: "Who misses you, just looking for you to help me take revenge."

"Obviously to avenge your ex-boyfriend." Song Qingshu's face was not gloomy, and he said with a smile, "But who told me to be broad-minded, it's not a big deal to help your ex-boyfriend get revenge."

"You!" Zhou Zhiruo twisted her head to the side in anger.

Looking at the way the two of them were arguing, Zhao Min felt stunned in his heart, thinking that he and Brother Wuji were also so sweet...... Thinking of this, Zhao Min suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Mingzun not far away and said, "Song Qingshu, you help me kill this old monster, I can promise you any conditions!"

"Any conditions?" Song Qingshu's eyebrows twitched a few times, obviously thinking of some dirty pictures.

Zhang Wuji laughed: "Have you three finished flirting and scolding? If you want to kill this seat, it's simply beyond your strength."

"Really?" Song Qingshu showed a strange smile and disappeared in place.

Zhang Wuji's pupils suddenly contracted violently, and it turned out that Song Qingshu's fingers were carrying an extremely powerful sword qi, which was only three inches away from his neck.

The two figures were separated at the touch of a button, and Song Qingshu had already returned to the same place, looking at the blood beads on his fingertips, and secretly screamed pity.

Zhang Wuji touched the deep scar on his face, and couldn't help frowning: "This seat still underestimated your martial arts, I didn't expect that in just one or two years, you could grow to this point."

"What kind of Mingzun did I say, have you lived too long, and your brain is a little weak? Not long ago, we didn't fight each other, and we don't know what confidence you have to pretend to be there." Song Qingshu shook his head, looking disgusted and disdainful.

"Humble ant, do you think it was the real strength of this seat last time? Let me see the supreme magic of the Ming Sect." Zhang Wuji opened his hands, his clothes were windless, the belt on his head was broken by the force, and his head was full of long floating in the air.

The holy flame orders on his waist seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, suspended in mid-air, surrounding Zhang Wuji's body, slowly rotating, and the sound of dragon groans came out from time to time.

"The Persian Ming Sect's Sacred Fire Order Martial Arts?"

Song Qingshu's expression became solemn, in the original work, Zhang Wuji's Jiuyang divine skills were accomplished, and the Qiankun was transferred to the sixth layer of the ancients, and he also got the Taijiquan and Taiji Sword taught by Zhang Sanfeng, such a martial arts configuration was also beaten by the three envoys of Persia Fengyun and could not find the north, in addition to the reason for Zhang Wuji's actual combat ability, it was also related to the holy fire used by the three envoys of Persia to make the martial arts too treacherous.

Speaking of which, Song Qingshu and Ming Zun have also fought twice, but each time he uses Zhang Wuji's own martial arts, so Song Qingshu has always been thinking about how to break his Qiankun Great Shift and Jiuyang Divine Skill, and at this time, he suddenly encountered the Holy Fire Order, which made Song Qingshu feel a sense of vomiting blood from the wrong test point in the college entrance examination.

"You go farther away, I may not have the strength to protect you later." Song Qingshu blocked the two girls behind him and said quickly.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head: "I'll stay and help you."

Song Qingshu knew that Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts were not what they used to be, and his study of the Nine Yin True Scripture had reached an extremely high level, although it was not as good as Guo Jing's decades of attainments in cultivating the Nine Yin True Scripture, but compared with other people in the rivers and lakes who had cultivated the Nine Yin True Scripture, the realm would not fall into disadvantage at all.

However, Song Qingshu still didn't plan to let her interfere, after all, the opponent this time was an old monster like Mingzun, I don't know how many killer features the other party has, Zhou Zhiruo is too risky to get involved.

"You can help me sweep the formation on the side, and take care of Zhao Min by the way." Song Qingshu knew that with Zhou Zhiruo's temperament, he might not be able to listen to his own words, so he had to change his statement.

"You're not going to get her hands on her, are you?" Seeing that Song Qingshu still hadn't forgotten Zhao Min at this moment, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly looked strange, the women around Song Qingshu during this time were simply dazzling, and the two of them clearly came together just now, Song Qingshu really wanted to have something with Zhao Min, Zhou Zhiruo would not feel strange at all.

Even in Zhou Zhiruo's heart, there was a kind of snickering joy, when she lost to Zhao Min in the competition for Zhang Wuji, she was extremely unwilling, and now that feng shui is taking turns, she has the advantage that Song Qingshu is marrying a wife, and it is time for Zhao Min to taste the bitter taste of a loser.

Before Song Qingshu could answer, Zhao Min blushed first, and couldn't help but scold: "What nonsense! Hey, be careful!"

A piece of holy flame flew silently from the darkness towards Song Qingshu, and Zhao Min saw that his attention was on himself and Zhou Zhiruo, so he hurriedly drew his sword and slashed at it.

Clang!

The long sword in Zhao Min's hand broke in response, and the whole person was like being devoured by thunder, and a strange flush appeared on his face, obviously he had suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Song Qingshu didn't have time to check her injuries, and a large number of holy fire orders had already attacked continuously, and Lian.[,!] hurriedly pulled out the wooden sword and protected it in front of the two women.

Every time the wooden sword came into contact with the Holy Fire Order, Song Qingshu felt that his breath was churning once, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, Zhang Wuji Jiuyang's divine achievements were great, and there were probably very few people in the world whose internal strength could be deeper than him, but he didn't expect that between this Mingzun's gestures, the internal force was actually a few points stronger than Zhang Wuji at the peak, and he only shot away more than a dozen Holy Flame Orders, and he felt numb from his mouth.

However, after all, Song Qingshu's cultivation is the most profound martial arts in Tantra, and the double cultivation with women has made his skill progress twice as effective with half the effort, although it is not as good as Mingzun, but the gap has not reached the point of despair.

What made Song Qingshu even more troubled was the strange attack trajectory of the Holy Flame Order, you must know that at the beginning, he could calmly drop the arrows one by one, but now there are a total of six Holy Fire Orders, but he is forced to be in a hurry.

Many times, he thought that he had calculated the trajectory of the Holy Flame Order, and stabbed it in advance with a sword, but as a result, the Holy Flame Order seemed to suddenly violate the laws of physics, and the trajectory changed temporarily, causing Song Qingshu to stab the sword into the air, which was extremely uncomfortable.

And even if Song Qingshu struck the Holy Flame Order, after the Holy Flame Order was knocked away, he took advantage of the situation to attack behind him.

"Be careful." Song Qingshu had no time to care about the situation behind him, so he had to remind him verbally.

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, and with a shake of the long whip in his hand, he knocked away a holy flame order that flew in front of Zhao Min, Zhao Min's little face turned pale, and he looked at the distant holy flame order with palpitations, and couldn't help but smile gratefully at Zhou Zhiruo.

Song Qingshu knew that he couldn't continue to be beaten passively like this, if he continued like this, if he was not killed by the Holy Fire Order, he would be exhausted to death sooner or later." You hold on for a while."

Song Qingshu roared, gave up the order to shoot down the holy flame flying in front of him, and attacked Mingzun in the pavilion in a flash.

He knew that he didn't have himself in front to block most of the attacks of the Holy Fire Order, and Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min alone would definitely not be able to block the attacks of the Holy Fire Order.

Applying the white python whip method to the extreme, Zhou Zhiruo actually blocked all the holy fire orders flying in the sky, but every time the holy fire order came into contact with the long whip in her hand, her face turned white, and when she couldn't support it immediately, all the holy fire orders in the sky disappeared and flew towards the pavilion.

Yu Guang glanced at the situation of the two women, Song Qingshu smiled with relief, he really won the bet, he didn't have to stay in one place to resist Ming Zun's attack 6 blows, he could finally completely wield his advantage.

Song Qingshu's figure flickered, surrounding Mingzun in the center, one moment he just attacked Mingzun's temple from the upper right, and the next moment he appeared on the ground and picked Mingzun's hamstrings......

Because the degree is too fast, in Mingzun's eyes, there are Song Qingshu's figures in all directions, and they are not simple phantoms, the attacks of each figure are real, and if you are not careful, you will be hit by the other party.

Ming Zun created the entire martial arts system of Ming Sect, and even a martial arts master could not describe his realm.

There were even a few counterattacks that almost hit Song Qingshu, but because the other party was too fast, in the end it was only the afterimage that was shattered.

The entire pavilion had already been shattered by the vertical and horizontal sword qi and the holy fire order flying in the sky, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min had long been unable to distinguish between the two, only two afterimages could be seen intertwined with each other, and where they passed, the big trees collapsed, the floor was shattered inch by inch, and the flying leaves were shattered into powder before they could get close.

The two girls looked at each other in shock, and Zhao Min said worriedly, "Which of them do you think will win?"

"Who do you want to win?" Zhou Zhiruo asked rhetorically.

The two girls have never been harmonious, and when they heard her words, Zhao Min frowned: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

"After all, that Mingzun's body belongs to your family Zhang Wuji, and he also has most of Zhang Wuji's memories, in fact, you turn a blind eye, there is no difference between him and Zhang Wuji, do you really want him to die?" Zhou Zhiruo laughed maliciously.

"In my heart, Brother Wuji is dead, and that person is his murderer." Zhao Min's face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice