Song Qingshu's expression froze, and he pressed the table with both hands and sucked it up, flipping it over and blocking it in front of him. The wooden table rolled in the air at an astonishing speed, and the arrows that came from it were either knocked off or pierced into it, so that this terrifying rain of arrows was actually blocked.

Taking advantage of the stunned kung fu of the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow, Song Qingshu shot out the remaining chopsticks bullet in his hand.

The chopsticks flew in the direction of Zhao Min with a terrifying and sharp sound of breaking the air, and the Mongolian guards were shocked, but the chopsticks were as fast as lightning, and ordinary people couldn't react at all, and only the masters in the field barely took action.

The two elders of Xuan Ming and the Golden Wheel Dharma King were too far apart, and it was too late to rescue each other, and Zhao Min's side Ah Da Ah Er Ah San was shocked, and Ah Da subconsciously slashed at the flying chopsticks with a sword.

Ah Da entered the Ruyang palace as a slave before his real name was Fang Dongbai, he was the head of the ten elders of the beggar gang, the swordsmanship is exquisite, the name moves the rivers and lakes, because the sword is very fast, as if giving birth to seven or eight arms, so people call the eight-armed sword,

Fang Dongbai just saw Song Qingshu just rely on one chopstick to fly Xuancheng's Zen staff weighing dozens of catties, knowing that the internal force attached to the chopsticks was not trivial, and he didn't dare to hope that he could stop it with a sword, but used ingenuity on the sword, hoping to slightly change the flight trajectory of the chopsticks, so that Zhao Min could escape this catastrophe.

What made Fang Dong's heart break was that his inevitable sword actually slashed into the air, and he could only hope that Ah Er and Ah San behind him would stop the chopsticks, otherwise something happened to Zhao Min, and none of their brothers would end well.

Almost at the same time as Fang Dongbai waved his sword, Ah Er and Ah San also reached out to grab the chopsticks, they came from Shaolin in the Western Regions, the strong King Kong palm and the strong King Kong finger practiced to the peak, the two of them were full of martial arts, most of them were in their hands, their hands were stronger than gold and iron, and it was easy to open the stele and crack the stone.

The two of them didn't care about the blood line in their palms, and looked at Zhao Min in fear. I saw that Zhao Min's face was pale, there was no external injury on her body, the chopsticks were inserted on the pillar behind her, and there was a broken Zhu Hai hanging on it, as Zhao Min's henchman guard, she naturally knew that Zhu Hai was Zhao Min's love affair with Zhang Wuji in the past.

"The incompetence of his subordinates frightened the county lord. Ah Da Ah Er Ah San hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty, and the rest of the guards also reacted, and drew their weapons to guard Zhao Min and Hua Zheng Tuan in the middle.

The two elders of Xuan Ming scolded angrily and joined hands to pounce on Song Qingshu. King Jinlun also secretly pinched a cold sweat, and almost let the two nobles die under his nose for a while, but he could see that Song Qingshu's subordinates were merciful, so he hesitated for a moment and did not join the battle group, but guarded Zhao Minhua Zheng and the others.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had already exchanged several moves, and Song Qingshu was one against two, and his palm technique was simple and exquisite, but he did not fall behind at all.

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending?" The second elder of Xuan Ming sighed lightly, some scruples about the prestige of the world's first to the most powerful palm, and did not want to fight with him for a long time, but bullied Song Qingshu at a young age, so he wanted the two of them to work together and fight with him with decades of practice.

The Xuanming God's palm technique is exquisite, not to mention that the two elders of Xuanming are proficient in the technique of combined attacks, and in a hurry, Song Qingshu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he was forced to resist only one way.

The three of them stood quietly in the field, the faces of the two elders of Xuan Ming became more and more green, and everyone around them could see that a visible cyan air mass passed from the arms of the two to Song Qingshu.

"Brother Song!" Seeing that Song Qingshu was one against two, Xia Qingqing hurriedly pulled out the Golden Snake Sword, and had the heart to step forward to help him, but he was worried about attracting the rest of the masters on the Mongolian side to join the battle group, so he couldn't help but hesitate in place.

Li Mochou secretly drew three Ice Spirit Silver Needles in his sleeve, and he also planned to find an opportunity to help.

Always paying attention to the situation in the field, Song Qingshu couldn't help frowning, and said to the two women: "Youyou, you and Daochang Li go first, and we will meet at the place agreed before." ”

Seeing that Song Qingshu was fighting for his internal strength, he was still able to speak lightly, not only the two elders of Xuan Ming, but also the rest of the people in the inn were shocked.

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

"Silly girl, it's not that you don't know my martial arts, I want to go, who in the world can stop me? Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, and hurriedly said in secret.

Hearing what he said about the same fate as the mandarin duck, Xia Qingqing's ears turned red, she was no longer the rude and willful Miss Wen Jiabao in the past, of course, she knew the priorities, and knew that what Song Qingshu said was true, so she nodded, and said with red eyes: "Okay, I will always wait for you in that place." With that, he ran out the window.

Li Mochou is more experienced in the rivers and lakes, and knows that his stay will not play the slightest role in the competition of masters at this level, so after hesitating, he also thanked Song Qingshu: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving me today, Li will definitely be a picture in the future." After saying that, he ran out of the window.

"Where is the demon girl!" Seeing that Li Mochou was about to escape, Xuan Cheng roared angrily, and a big peng spread his wings and shot at Li Mochou's back with a volley.

Song Qingshu's eyes froze, and with a palm, he shook away the two elders of Xuan Ming, and with the help of the power of the countershock, he came to the middle of Xuan Cheng and Li Mochou, and blasted away Xuan Cheng's unphased robbery finger strength with one punch.

"I've never been a person who doesn't expect to repay my kindness, of course, if the Taoist chief promises to him, Song is also very happy. Hearing Song Qingshu's joking words behind him, Li Mochou almost fell down when he climbed out of the windowsill.

"Great Demon Fist, Nine Yin True Scripture?" Xuan Cheng sighed, stopped his pursuit, and looked at Song Qingshu with a solemn expression.

"The master really deserves to be a martial arts wizard of Shaolin Temple, and he actually recognized this as the martial arts in the Nine Yin True Scripture. Song Qingshu glanced at him in surprise, and his tone became friendly.

"Your Excellency, as a disciple of Wudang, does not use your own kung fu, but actually uses the eighteen palms of the beggar gang to descend the dragon and the long-lost Jiuyin True Scripture on the rivers and lakes. Xuan Cheng sneered.

Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, and the little good impression he had just raised disappeared without a trace, was this stinky monk green by the people of the Wudang faction before he became a monk, otherwise how could he have such a big grudge against the Wudang faction, and what was even more speechless was that he was obviously no longer a disciple of Wudang, and he had to maintain the reputation of the Wudang faction.

"The great monk didn't know that Song had made a big mistake in the past, and was expelled from the Wudang faction by Master Tai, and if he didn't take back the door wall by his old man for a day, he really didn't dare to use Wudang magic again. Otherwise, with Wudang's pure Yang Wuji Gong, or Taijiquan Taiji Sword, etc., there is no problem with the stunts of the monks of Shaolin Temple casually. ”

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, what Song Qingshu said is reasonable, and others can't force him to use the martial arts of the Wudang faction to fight the enemy, Xuan Cheng regretted in his heart, and suddenly felt that it was boring to fight with Song Qingshu, and he couldn't frustrate the reputation of the Wudang faction if he won, not to mention that the martial arts of the other party are really unfathomable, in case of an unfortunate draw or even a loss, where will his face go?

Xuan Cheng stood there silent, his face constantly changing.

Let's say that on the other side, the two elders of Xuan Ming were shaken open by Song Qingshu's palm, and they only felt that their blood was boiling, and they had suffered a lot of internal injuries, in fact, this is also their own fault, if the moves are fighting, with the two of them decades of experience in the art of combined attacks, even if they are defeated, they will not be injured so quickly. The two of them had suffered the same loss under Zhang Wuji in order to take advantage of them before, and they originally thought that there would be no young people in the world who could practice Zhang Wuji's vast internal strength, but they didn't know that the reality slapped them hard.

Lu Zhu Ke and Crane Pen Weng each pulled out their blades from their arms, you must know that the two of them are famous for their Xuan Ming Divine Palm, except for dealing with Zhang Wuji, everyone in Ruyang Wangfu has never seen the two of them use weapons. A deer-headed short staff, a crane's beak and two pens, all of them are Qimen weapons, and the tricks are extremely weird, and with the cold arrows secretly applied by the Xuanming Divine Palm from time to time, Zhang Wuji, who was Dacheng at the beginning, was almost folded in the hands of the two.

The second elder of Xuan Ming fell into the eyes of the two nobles because of the scene of suffering, and his face was a little unbearable, and he was about to cheer up his spirit and fight with Song Qingshu again, but Zhao Min's faint voice came: "Mr. Lu, Mr. He, you come back for the time being." Suwen Shaolin Temple is the Taishan Beidou in the righteous martial arts, the embodiment of justice, Master Xuancheng is about to kill the female demon Li Mochou's comrades, the two gentlemen and his holiday, and it is not too late to count it later. ”

As soon as Zhao Min recovered from the shock, and when he saw Xuan Cheng's expression, he knew that it was impossible to use the contradictions 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 are okay in the inn, even if Song Qingshu rescues Li Mochou, the two of them are afraid of each other's martial arts, and it is estimated that in the end, it will be a little bit of a scene, and there will be no real fight.

However, now that he has been commanded by Zhao Min, if Xuan Cheng allows Song Qingshu to rescue Li Mochou and ignores it, and is spread by Zhao Min's subordinates, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will be ruined.

Xuan Cheng is a martial idiot and not an idiot, knowing that Zhao Min is borrowing a knife to kill people, but he has to jump into the trap. What's more, he thought that his martial arts were world-famous, and he felt that it was not difficult to solve Song Qingshu first and then turn 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 descending the dragon are the first palms in the world, and the poor monks will come to the meeting for a while with the first palms of Shaolin Temple." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Song Qingshu to answer, Xuan Cheng printed his palm on him.

"Min Min, I see that this Master Xuancheng's palm technique is slow and fluttering, and it doesn't seem to have much strength, why does that Song Gongzi keep dodging as if he was facing a great enemy?"

After looking at it for a while, Princess Huazheng couldn't help but turn her head and ask Zhao Min