After more than two hours of competition in the square, the red sun was westward, and the people who fought were also getting stronger and stronger in martial arts. Many people were originally ambitious, full of desire to raise their eyebrows in the heroic conference, and be majestic, but when they saw the martial arts of others, they knew that they were just frogs at the bottom of the well, and they did not climb Mount Tai and did not know the size of the world, so they did not dare to appear.

When it was time to apply for the card, the leader of the beggar gang came out to challenge and beat Peng Siniang in the Hunan Fourth Platoon Sect into a big fight. Peng Siniang's vest cracked a big crack and retreated in shame.

The head of the palm bowl looked at the crowd sent by Emei, and sneered: "What real skills can a woman have? ”

Zhou Zhiruo whispered a few words to Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu nodded, walked out slowly, and arched his hand to the head of the palm bowl: "Brother Longtou, I'll learn your tricks." ”

As soon as the head of the palm bowl saw Song Qingshu, his face immediately turned blue with anger, and he said loudly: "The surname Song, you traitor was ordered by Chen Youliang to infiltrate my beggar gang and kill the Shi gang leader, you traitor must also have a share, do you still have the face to see me today?"

Song Qingshu sneered: "It is a common thing for soldiers to mingle with the enemy's nest and spy on secrets on the rivers and lakes, but it is only to blame that you are blind and can't recognize Uncle Song's true face." ”

The leader of the bowl scolded loudly: "You can even betray the Wudang faction of your own son, what can't you do? You are unfilial to your father, and you will definitely be unrighteous to your wife in the future, and the Emei faction must be in your hands to make a big fight." ”

Song Qingshu was so angry that there was no blood on his face: "Have you finished farting?"

The head of the palm bowl didn't answer, and struck it with a slap, Song Qingshu turned around and unloaded, and resisted with a flick of his backhand. The head of the bowl was annoyed that he had mixed into the beggar gang, deceived everyone, and his subordinates were killing with moves, and he was extremely ruthless, and he was fighting with his life, which was an extraordinary contest.

The leader of the palm bowl is second only to the gang leader and the two elders of the power transmission and law enforcement in the middle of the beggar gang, and his palm power attainments are extraordinary. Song Qingshu is a leader among the third-generation disciples of the Wudang School, but when he first learns the Mianzhang of the Emei School, he is not very proficient, and he can't show the subtle and mysterious changes. After he fought to forty or fifty times, he had already encountered dangerous moves, and naturally dismantled it with the hands of the Wudang faction.

This is the martial arts he has been immersed in since childhood, he has been practicing for more than 20 years, he is handy, very powerful, and the appearance of the Emei faction is a little similar, but the method of dismantling the tricks is very different. The others didn't know what was going on, and they said that he gradually recovered his decline.

Yin Liting became more and more angry the more he looked at it, and shouted: "Song Qingshu, you kid is so shameless, you rebelled against Wudang, and now you are still using the kung fu of the Wudang faction to save your life?

Song Qingshu's face turned red: "What is the rarity of the martial arts of the Wudang Sect?

The left hand suddenly hooked up and down in front of the palm bowl faucet, turned left and right, and changed seven or eight tricks, and suddenly stretched out the right hand, and with a poof, five fingers were directly inserted into the head of the palm bowl faucet. The onlookers were stunned, only to see his five fingers bloodily raised, and the head of the palm bowl turned over and fell, and he was immediately out of breath.

Song Qingshu sneered: "Does the Wudang faction have this kung fu?"

In the screams of the heroes, eight people in the beggar gang were grabbed at the same time, two of them picked up the body of the dragon head of the palm, and the other six people attacked Song Qingshu. Those six people were all good at the beggar gang, and four of them were still holding swords, and Song Qingshu was in danger in an instant.

A fat monk behind Master Kongzhi shouted, "Beggar helps the monarchs to bully the widows with the public, isn't this breaking the rules of today's Heroes Conference?"

The Law Enforcement Elder shouted, "Everyone stand down and let this seat avenge the head of the bowl." ”

The disciples of the beggar gang retreated back, carrying the corpse of the dragon head with the palm bowl and head, and retreated to the wooden shed, everyone was full of indignation, glaring angrily at Song Qingshu.

The onlookers all thought: "Although it doesn't matter if you kill during the competition, but this surnamed Song's shot is too vicious." ”

At this time, all Zhang Wuji thought of in his heart were the five paw prints on Zhao Min's shoulders, and the terrifying scene of the corpses of Du Baidang and his wife lying on the ground in the hut that night, and asked in a trembling voice: "Yang Zuo, why does the Emei faction have this evil martial art?"

Yang Xiao shook his head and said: "My subordinates have never seen this kind of martial arts, but Guo Nuxia, the patriarch of the Emei faction, is nicknamed Xiaodong Evil, and it is not surprising if there are three points of evil spirit in martial arts." ”

While the two were talking, Song Qingshu was already fighting with the law enforcement elders. The law enforcement elder is thin and small, and his actions are extremely fast, and his ten fingers are like hooks and cones, attacking Song Qingshu with his claws, it seems that he is also good at finger skills, and he also wants to use his fingers to poke five holes in Song Qingshu's heavenly spirit cover to avenge the head of the palm bowl.

At the beginning, Song Qingshu still dismantled with him with his palms, and fought to the depths, and the law enforcement elder shouted: "Little dog thief!"

The five fingers of his left hand had already touched the door of Song Qingshu's head, and he was about to enter through it. Song Qingshu's right hand stretched out, and with a pop, five fingers had already scratched his throat, and the law enforcement elder fell forward, his left hand was still strong, and it was inserted into the soil, bleeding all over the ground, and he was instantly out of breath.

Zhou Zhiruo made a gesture, and the eight female disciples of the Emei faction each held a long sword and jumped out, and each two disciples were divided into four directions back to back, surrounding Song Qingshu in the middle.

An old monk of the Dharma Hall said loudly: "The thirty-six disciples of the Luohan Hall listen to the order!"

The palms of the hands slapped three times, thirty-six Shaolin monks wearing yellow robes jumped out, eighteen holding Zen sticks, eighteen holding ring knives, front and back, scattered all over the square, like a formation but not like a formation, has guarded the main place everywhere.

The old monk said: "According to the decree of Uncle Kongzhi, the thirty-six disciples of the Luohan Hall supervise the rules of the Heroes Conference, and if there is a competition in today's conference, if someone bullies the widow, it is the public enemy of the world's martial arts." As the master of my Shaolin Temple, I must maintain justice, and the thirty-six disciples will strictly inspect it, and no matter who commits a foul, they will be killed on the spot, and there will be no mercy. ”

Thirty-six Shaolin monks suddenly agreed, looking at the center of the square with a tiger's eye. In this way, the Emei faction was protected first, and the Shaolin faction was watching, although the disciples of the beggar gang were sad and angry, they did not dare to rush forward to make a move, but just scolded loudly and carried down the body of the law enforcement elder.

Zhao Min whispered to Fan Yao: "Master Ku, I didn't expect the Emei faction to have this trick, that day in Wan'an Temple, the exterminator Tai Ning would not go out of the tower to compete, I'm afraid it's just for this." ”

Fan Yao shook his head, thinking hard about how to dismantle this trick, he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly said to Zhang Wuji: "Sect Master, my subordinates ask you for advice." ”

Press your palms on the table, stretch out an index finger of your left hand and an index finger of your right hand, one after the other, and move seven times in a row with great flexibility, and whisper: "My arms are so attacked, just wrap around this kid's arm, I can break his arm joints, no matter how strong his fingers are, I can teach him nothing to do." ”

Zhang Wuji also stretched out the index fingers of both hands, hooking left and right: "Be careful that he pokes your arm with his fingers." ”

Fan Yao nodded and said, "I grabbed his wrist with a grappling hand, and kicked him in a row with eighteen legs." ”

Zhang Wuji said: "Attacking eighty-one moves, so that he can't breathe. ”

The two of them advanced and retreated with four fingers, quickly and incoherently attacking and resisting. Fan Yao suddenly smiled and said: "The sect master's few blows are too wonderful, this kid has limited martial arts in addition to his finger power, and he can't perform these tricks." ”

Zhang Wuji smiled slightly: "If he can't perform these three moves, then Fan You has already won." ”

The index finger of the left hand turned two circles, and the index finger of the right hand protruded out of the circle, hooking Fan Yao's fingers, smiling silently. Fan Yao was stunned, and said with great joy: "Thank you for the guidance of the sect leader, my subordinates admire it very much, these four tricks are incredible, my subordinates are wide open, I really can't wait to worship you as a teacher." ”

Zhang Wuji: "This is the Tai Chi method taught by my master, the gist of which is to draw a few circles on the left hand, although this surnamed Song is from Wudang, it is expected that he has not been able to comprehend these subtleties. ”

Fan Yao is in his chest, and he is sure of winning Song Qingshu, but Song Qingshu has won two games in a row, and according to the rules, he should retire and rest, and he must wait for him to play again, and then step forward to challenge. Zhao Min smiled slightly, his expression was very happy, and walked aside.

Zhang Wuji walked up to her and asked in a low voice, "Sister Min, what's so joyful?"

Zhao Minyu's cheeks flushed, lowered his head and said, "You taught Fan Youzhi these martial arts, only to let him break Song Qingshu's arm, why don't you teach him to take the life of that surnamed Song?"

Zhang Wuji said: "Although Song Qingshu has committed many injustices, after all, he is the only son of my senior brother, and it should be punished by my senior brother." If I ask Fan Youenvoy to take his life, then I am sorry for Senior Brother. ”

Zhao Min smiled and said: "You killed him, the sister of the Zhou family became a widow, wouldn't it be good for you to recollect the water?"

Zhang Wuji smiled: "Do you want to allow me?"

Zhao Min smiled and said, "I can't ask for it, when you have two more half-heartedness, so that she can poke five holes in your chest with her fingers." ”

When Zhang Wuji and Fan Yao dismantled the tricks and laughed with Zhao Min, Song Qingshu had already retreated to the thatched hut under the protection of the eight female guards of Emei. When the group of heroes saw the two thrilling and ruthless battles of his five-finger killing just now, they couldn't help but feel cold, and they didn't want to come out and risk their lives.

After a while, Song Qingshu appeared again, clasped his fists and said, "The rest has been completed, which hero will teach you." ”

Fan Yao shouted, "Let me comprehend the Emei Sect's peerless learning." ”

Just as he was about to jump out, suddenly a gray shadow flickered, stood in front of Song Qingshu, and said to Fan Yao, "Master Fan, please let me go." ”

I saw that this person's popularity was dignified, standing with his feet indiscriminately, holding Yuan Shouyi, it was Yu Lianzhou, the second hero of Wudang. Fan Yao saw that he had already snatched it out, and knew that he was the senior brother of the sect leader, so it was inconvenient to compete with him: "Fan is fortunate to watch Yu Erxia's martial arts skills today. ”

Yu Lianzhou said: "Don't dare." ”

Song Qingshu has been afraid of this uncle since he was a child, but seeing that he was holding his luck and facing the enemy, he knew that today's events were no longer teaching art on Wudang Mountain, but fighting for life and death, although he had learned Qimen martial arts separately, he couldn't help but be timid after all.

Yu Lianzhou clenched his fists: "Song Shaoxia, please!"

This salute, as he called it in his mouth, was a clear declaration, he didn't dare to despise Song Qingshu in the slightest, but he didn't have half of the incense. Song Qingshu didn't say a word, bowed and saluted, and Yu Lianzhou slashed at him with a palm.