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The sky was overcast, the cold wind was blowing, and the sky was sparse and light rain.

At the foot of Song Mountain, Wang Dong and Qu Feiyan stood with an umbrella.

Zhongyue Songshan is composed of Taimur Mountain, Shaolin Mountain, Shaolin Temple lives on Shaomur Mountain, Songshan faction is in Dongfeng Taimur Mountain, not to mention Shaolin Temple, the leader of the righteous way, although the Songshan faction has declined in recent years, it is still regarded as the first-class famous family in the martial arts, and the martial arts people who come to worship the mountain on the mountain road are endless.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and although the Songshan faction has declined, there are still many Songshan disciples guarding the main road to the main hall of Taiyue.

Soon, Wang Dong and the two encountered the first hurdle.

Four Songshan disciples stood with swords in hand, guarding a mountain road, their eyes staring at every visitor who arrived.

When a disciple saw Wang Dong, Qu Feiyan and the two came straight over, and said coldly: "Under the Songshan Gate, the person who came is famous." ”

Wang Dong glanced at it and said with a smile: "Why do these famous and decent people like to do this?" ”

Qu Feiyan continued: "Oh, and that sect told Brother Wang that you said this?" ”

"Huashan faction!" Wang Dong sighed lightly: "The last time I went to visit Huashan, those Huashan disciples also asked me to report my name. ”

Qu Feiyan's eyes turned, and Yan Ran said, "Then what?" ”

"Then I signed up, and they all drew their swords at me, so I had to fight!"

Qu Feiyan clapped his hands and smiled: "Good fight, good fight!" ”

The faces of the four Songshan disciples changed suddenly, and their long swords were drawn one after another. A disciple pointed with a long sword halberd: "Who are you?" ”

Before Wang Dong could speak, Qu Feiyan sighed lightly, "I don't even know the famous Wang Da Devil, you say, should you fight?" ”

"What? Are you Wang Dong?! The four Songshan disciples were taken aback, and their long swords shook!

"It's just a few little minions, just leave it to me." Qu Fei's sleeves spread, one left and one right spit out two daggers, and the cold light turned. Greeted him.

Wang Dong didn't make a move, but this didn't mean that it was the good luck of these four Songshan disciples.

On the contrary, if it were replaced by Wang Dong, he would at most be stunned by these ordinary disciples with low martial arts. But Qu Feiyan hated the Songshan faction because of Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng's entire family died at the hands of the Songshan faction, and he was ruthless.

Qu Feiyan's martial arts are not high, and he can barely be ranked second-rate, but these four disciples are low-ninth rate skills, so naturally they can't resist her.

Two daggers slashed away. After a few moves, the two disciples were kicked by her, and with a pop, they cut the throat of another disciple.

The two staggering disciples didn't wait to stand still. Qu Feiyan shook his hands, and the dagger flew out with a whizz, stabbing into the hearts of the two.

The only remaining Songshan disciple changed color in shock and roared wildly. Turn around and run!

Qu Feiyan stepped forward and hit this person's vest with a palm. With a snatch, he snatched the long sword in the disciple's hand and ended his life with a single sword.

"The little girl is so murderous." Wang Dong glanced at it.

Qu Feiyan stuck out his tongue and pretended to be cute, "Hee-hee! I'm a little demon girl! And don't call me a little girl, call me a non-wrong. ”

Four Songshan disciples were killed, and some of the martial arts people on the mountain road were shocked, and the rest of the Songshan disciples on the mountain also discovered this scene, and their colors changed in unison.

This is the rhythm of being killed by someone at the mountain gate!

Except for the Demon Sect Director who came to the door back then, Songshan has been sent for hundreds of years, and there has never been a second time.

Now, though!

Wang Dong's expression remained unchanged and continued to descend the mountain.

Crash!

From the corner of the mountain road, dozens of Songshan disciples rushed out, all fighting swords, and rushed over with great momentum.

"Where is the demon, dare to spread wild in my Songshan Mountain! Look for death! ”

Wang Dong didn't answer, his figure flashed, and he threw himself into the crowd, the sleeves of his robe flicked, and the disciples who were swept by the strength suddenly turned on their backs, staggered and fell, choking! The long swords fell in unison as if they had broken their threads.

Qu Feiyan saw it clearly, seized the opportunity, rushed forward to attack coldly, and in a moment, killed more than a dozen people in a row.

Wang shook his head, the sleeves of his robe rolled up, and Qu Feiyan's body was involuntarily pulled by a suction force.

"Brother Wang, what are you doing?"

When he was killed, he was ruined and a good thing, Qu Feiyan shouted with dissatisfaction.

"If I don't take you away, I'm afraid you'll kill them all." Wang Dong made a package of songs and smoke, and his figure flew into the sky, and a green cloud swept towards the peak.

Qu Feiyan gritted his teeth and said, "They should all be killed." ”

Wang Dong himself is a murderous character, so far, there are many people who have died at his hands, even he can't count them, and he is not disgusted with killing, but Qu Feiyan, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, is so murderous, she always feels that it is not a good thing.

While speaking, the king's move flashed, and in the ups and downs, the majestic palace groups came into view!

On the huge square in front of the hall, there are two or three hundred Songshan disciples under the leadership of several division elders, practicing swordsmanship, the so-called many people, two or three hundred swordsmen practice the same swordsmanship together, it is also quite spectacular.

The figure flashed, Wang Dong shot towards the square in front of the palace, and when he entered the gate of the palace outside the courtyard, the Tianluo umbrella came out, the white light crossed, and the golden plaque of the word "Songshan" exploded.

The sound of shattering alarmed a group of Songshan disciples on the square, and everyone was shocked when they saw the scene of the big plaque being shattered.

"You! What did you do? You deserve to die. An old man in a green shirt roared angrily, the plaque outside the mountain gate was written by the patriarch of the Kai faction himself, which was equivalent to the façade of the Songshan faction, and was shattered by one blow, and he couldn't help but be angry.

At that moment, the people of Songshanmen were angry, and they were going to surround them.

"Stop!" Tota hand Ding Mian flew out from the Taiyue Palace, blocking in front of the others.

The old man in the green shirt said angrily: "Ding Mian, what are you doing to stop me?" Do you know what this obstacle has done? He smashed the patriarch's plaque. ”

"I see it." Ding Mian's face turned pale, and he turned his head, "Wang Dong, what are you still doing in my Songshan?" ”

Hear Wang Dong's name. The old man in the green shirt and the others all changed their faces, knowing why Ding Mian wanted to stop them from making a move.

Wang Dong smiled and said: "Zuo Lengchan wants to deal with me, I don't care, but in the past few years, he has fought against my apprentice several times, but he can't help but collect some interest." ”

"What interest?" Ding Mian knew that Wang was moving badly, so he swallowed his anger and said.

"Simple, hand over the 19-way swordsmanship of your Songshan faction, the secret book of the Great Songyang Divine Palm. I turned around and left, if not, Songshan will be removed from the rivers and lakes from today. ”

Wang Dong said lightly.

The old man in the green shirt was so angry that his face turned green, "What a big breath, you alone want to destroy my Songshan faction." It's a fool's dream. ”

Qu Feiyan chuckled: "Even Zuo Lengchan was killed by my brother Wang, what is so difficult about destroying you." ”

"What? The senior brother in charge was killed. Ding Mian's face changed greatly, and he only felt a cool breath rising in his heart, and shouted: "Impossible, my senior brother's martial arts are so clever, don't talk nonsense about the little demon girl." ”

"Humph! Zuo Lengchan united with the old monk to testify. There is also Chongxu's bull-nosed old way, the three of them were defeated by Brother Wang, if I lied to you, now we are standing here. Why hasn't Zuo Lengchan come back yet? Qu Feiyan struck another blow.

"Impossible, impossible......." Ding Mian's eyes were distracted, and he muttered, he tried his best not to believe it. However, Zuo Lengzen combined with the evidence, and the matter of Chong Xuan was extremely secretive. Since the other party knows, it must have already fought with the senior brother in charge.

Suddenly, Ding Mian's eyes shot out flames of hatred, his face was hideous, and he shouted: "Disciple Songshan, listen to my orders, kill this devil, and avenge the master." ”

With a roar, he grabbed it with his backhand, snatched the long sword in the palm of one of his disciples, shook his hand, and pounced on the king.

Wang Dong pointed out and pointed at the blade of the sword.

While!

A finger collided with the blade of the sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron resonating, and the long sword was shattered inch by inch, and Wang moved his fingers to flick it.

Shout!

The cold light flashed, and Ding Mian's throat was pierced by a fragment of fine iron.

"Knowing that it is death, why bother to kill yourself." The king shook his head, and swept away like a big bird, and with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, it was like a hurricane scraping, and there was a bang! Seven or eight long swords were driven by this scroll and flew towards him.

Bang!

With a palm urging, seven or eight long swords were like being struck by lightning, and they shattered into countless fragments, shooting backwards and back, and in an instant, blood flowers bloomed, and a group of people turned on their backs.

At this moment, the king moved his ears and heard a small sound, he snapped his fingers, boom! A shard of fine iron shot towards the northwest side with a strong wind.

While!

A sword light flew out, hitting the fragments, and then a person vibrated the long sword, swept out of the air, and shot into the front of the hall.

"Teacher, it's me!" This person has a fair complexion, an extremely feminine and delicate appearance, and wears a red dress, and there are not many male features from his appearance alone, but it is Lin Pingzhi.

"Pingyuki, why are you here?" Wang Dong was slightly stunned.

Lin Pingzhi's face was full of joy, and said: "I heard the news that the teacher was back in the rivers and lakes, and I immediately rushed over, I guess the teacher will not let go of the Songshan faction lightly, so I waited in the market town at the foot of Songshan Mountain." ”

He glanced back, and said, "Teacher, I'll send this group of obstructive guys away first." ”

"Okay, I'm just going to see how you've progressed over the past few years." Wang Dong said with a smile.

Lin Pingyi nodded, his figure flashed, the person had already merged into the sword light, only to hear the sound of snorting, the sword light seemed to draw an arc in mid-air, and several heads flew up into the sky.

Wang Dong raised his eyes and looked at the past, and he had to admit that Lin Pingzhi had made great progress, although the first condition for cultivating the martial art of warding off evil spirits was extremely cheating father, but once the prerequisite for that pit father was met, it was really great to achieve it quickly.

If it comes to swordsmanship, even if Lin Pingzhi can't compare with Feng Qingyang, I'm afraid it's not far behind.

In a moment, Lin Pingzhi even beheaded more than a dozen good hands of the Songshan Sect, thirty or forty ordinary disciples, and the rest of the people were horrified, and they scattered one after another.

"I'm afraid the Songshan faction is over." Wang Dong whispered.

Qu Feiyan's eyes were red, and tears flashed in his eyes, "Grandpa, Grandpa Liu, have you seen it......." ”

As soon as Lin Pingzhi's long sword was retracted, he did not pursue the fleeing enemy and walked back.

Qu Feiyan wiped the tears on his face and said to Lin Pingzhi: "Thank you, you saved my life, I haven't thanked you yet." ”

Lin Pingzhi said lightly: "Saving you is the teacher's meaning, you shouldn't thank me." ”

"Brother Wang?!" Qu Feiyan was stunned, looked at Wang Dong, his eyes flashed, "Brother Wang, you asked him to save me, how do you know me?" ”

In the original history, Qu Feiyan was killed by Fei Bin with a sword, and he was only twelve or thirteen years old when he died.

"Didn't you ask me if I was taught by the Sun and Moon God?" Wang Dong casually perfunctory, and said, "Pingzhi, are you here alone?" ”

Lin Pingzhi said: "That's not the case, there are still sixteen of my disciples at the foot of the mountain!" I told them to wait at the bottom of the mountain. ”

Wang Dong nodded, this generation has risen again.

Next, the three of them entered the Taiyue Palace, caught a Songshan disciple who had not had time to escape, and immediately swept over after asking the location of the Songshan sword technique and the heart method.

It didn't take long for Wang Dong to collect a lot of martial arts secrets, the Songshan faction has been the first of the five mountains for decades, and the prestige on the rivers and lakes is second to Shaolin and Wudang, and over the years has collected countless secrets, swordsmanship, knife skills, palm techniques, etc., and so on.

It's a pity that the Songshan faction has worked hard for decades, and now it is cheaper than Wang Dong, but Wang Dong's vision is too high, and he can see very few of these martial arts, but Qu Feiyan was full of joy, found a package, and picked a lot of them like picking cabbage.

Wang Dong flipped through for a moment and found five volumes of secret notes, including the Songshan Nineteen Road Sword Technique, the Great Songyang Palm, and the two Songshan Inner Gong Heart Methods!

Seeing Qu Feiyan's appearance of a large bag and a small bag, Wang Dong smiled dumbly, picked out a book from it, flipped it slightly, and said, "Lost all these." ”

"Nope! This is my stuff. Qu Feiyan pouted.

"The martial arts above, you just practice for a lifetime, I'm afraid that it will be Ding Mian, Fei Bin is first-class! The martial arts of the Songshan faction are enough to have these few volumes, and the rest can be thrown away. ”

Qu Feiyan's eyes lit up, staring at the five volumes of secret notes in Wang's hand.

Wang Dong smiled and threw it directly to her, "Take it." ”

Qu Feiyan became satisfied at this time, and smiled happily: "Brother Wang, you treat me so well." ”

After wandering for a while, the three of them walked out of the Taiyue Palace, and Qu Feiyan suddenly stopped, "Let's just leave, isn't the foundation of this Songshan faction left to the bald people in Shaolin?" Not! They must not be cheapened, and they must be burned down. ”

Is this girl going to kill people and set fires, burn and loot to make a complete set? Wang Dong grabbed Qu Feiyan, "It's a good view, you don't want to burn the qin and cook the crane." ”

Qu Feiyan puffed out his face: "But, aren't those martial arts secrets in it also cheaper than Shaolin monks?" ”

"Shaolin Temple has a thousand-year-old inheritance, and there are still a few broken books missing?"

"No way!" Qu Feiyan hated the famous faction, and he didn't want to let Shaolin take advantage of it, so he ran back with a smoke, and after a while, he ran back with a big package, and really packed the Songshan faction's Jingge and took it away.

A quarter of an hour later, in the market town more than ten miles away from Songshan, sixteen swordsmen knelt down together: "Meet the master!" Under the recommendation of Lin Pingzhi, he bowed to Wang Dong: "Meet the ancestor!" ”

"They have all cultivated the sword technique of warding off evil spirits?!" Wang Dong had a feeling of tears streaming down his face, these sixteen swordsmen were all very young, about twenty years old, all of them had smooth faces, the Adam's apple was almost gone, their faces were also very delicate, and their voices were also feminine.

"The disciple only taught them the first part of the sword technique to ward off evil spirits!" Lin Pingzhi said with a smile.

Wang Dong suddenly remembered a joke on the forum in his previous life, 100,000 eunuchs were in the world, saying that they were the best masters in the martial arts, but any eunuch in the palace could kill him in seconds?

Why, because the eunuchs have all practiced the Sunflower Treasure Book!

Nima, Lin Pingzhi is going against the sky!