Song Mingjing's body shook with energy, breaking through the shackles, and King Kong was not bad.

He also knows that the reason why he can achieve a small success in this short period of time is because the foundation is thick enough, and there is almost no obstacle from entry to small success, and it is a matter of course, but it is not so easy to cultivate this kung fu to a great success next.

or as protracted as a white eyebrow, Song Mingjing will not learn this, he doesn't have so much time to waste.

Either it is to obtain a deeper accumulation, such as washing the marrow and the two meridians of Yi Jin, if these two martial arts secret books are obtained, even if they cannot be reborn as in the legend, they will definitely be able to sublimate his body again, and complement each other with the magic of King Kong and promote it together.

However, even if the magic is only a small success, Song Mingjing's scruples are much less, and he has a sense of pleasure that the world is as big as it can be.

During the time he stayed on Wudang Mountain, in addition to focusing on martial arts and cultivation, he also learned more or less about the situation in this river and lake.

In the martial arts, Shaolin and Wudang are the Beidou of Mount Tai, and the rest of the famous sects such as Kongtong, Diancang, Huashan, and Emei also have disciples from time to time to go down the mountain and wander the rivers and lakes.

In addition to these sects, there is a force hidden in the martial arts, and its strength is still above the factions, that is, the Red Flower Society.

Fortunately, although the Red Flower Society rose in the rivers and lakes and was hidden in the grass, their goal was never to dominate the martial arts, but to overthrow the Manchu Qing Dynasty and rebuild the Han people.

The Manchus have always regarded the safflower society as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, and they have spent countless forces to kill them over the years, but they have never been able to eradicate them.

Especially Chen Jialuo, the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Society, was wantonly wanted by the Qing court, and even issued sea fishing documents all over the world, racking his brains to capture or kill him, but after all kinds of calculations, he still had no choice.

In addition to Chen Jialuo's erratic whereabouts and difficult to grasp, it is also because his kung fu is too clever.

As early as ten years ago, Chen Jialuo vaguely had the title of the first master in the rivers and lakes, and there may have been suspicions of advocating at that time, but in recent years, with Chen Jialuo's several attacks and kills of Qing court masters, they are all solved in three moves and two styles, clean and neat, and one record after another, which is worthy of the name.

As for the head of Wudang, Baimei Daochang, Nan Shaolin presided over the Zhishan Zen Master, although he is also a top-notch master in the rivers and lakes, but the vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes still think that these two are still inferior to Chen Jialuo.

Song Mingjing had seen Bai Mei shoot, and at that time he thought that even if he was defeated, he could come and go calmly, and now that King Kong is not bad, he can be regarded as stepping into the ranks of the top masters in the rivers and lakes.

In this way, the behavior naturally has a little more unscrupulous flavor.

His martial arts style has laid the foundation of the world from Fang Fallacy, he is good at the art of killing, and pays attention to instantaneous explosiveness, even if he is an opponent on his par, once he makes a move, he is likely to win or die in a breath.

At this moment, one blow knocked Elder Jiang away, regardless of whether the other party was dead or alive, he plunged into the Qing soldiers, like a tiger entering a flock, and the blocker was invincible.

The first few Qing soldiers to bear the brunt of the attack seemed to be crushed by a road roller, the blades in their hands "crackled" and broken, their sternums shattered, and their mouths spurted blood, flying out horizontally.

"Wudang disciple?"

Among the many Qing soldiers, a middle-aged military attache wearing a general uniform was originally staring at the three masters of the Red Flower Society who were killing the prisoner car, but at this moment, he was suddenly attacked from behind, and his cold gaze swept over, and when he saw the Taoist robe on Song Mingjing's body, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then his voice was fierce: "Bold, do you Wudang faction want to rebel?" ”

"I'm setting things right!"

Song Mingjing laughed, turned to kill the general, unfolded his long fist with one hand, opened and closed his fists, and did not use his internal qi, all relying on his own strength.

Rao is like this, and his arms also have a thousand strengths, but listen to the robe breaking the wind and rattling. In an instant, the three officers and soldiers who rushed towards him took the heavy blow without any reaction, and their bodies cracked like rag dolls, and they fell to death on the spot.

The general man's face changed drastically, his figure retreated again and again, and he quickly ordered the soldiers around him to step forward.

More than a dozen spearmen and a team of sword soldiers quickly formed a human wall in front of him, and the spearmen shouted in unison, stepped forward, and the spears stabbed out towards Song Mingjing.

Song Mingjing did not retreat but advanced, his body flickered, and he appeared steeply on the side of several spears, and with a clamp of one arm, he broke these spears "click".

At the same time as the spearhead broke, he reversed the direction with a soft force, and immediately turned the soft into rigid, and the spearhead shot out like an arrow.

Woohoo!

At such a distance, with Song Mingjing's control over the strength, he naturally would not fail, and several spearheads quickly pierced into the throats of several spearmen.

Song Mingjing's body did not stop, rising from the ground, soaring to the height of Zhang Xu, avoiding the stabbing of the remaining spearmen, and when his body fell downward, a horizontal sweep of his legs, like a wild sweep, kicked the remaining one of the spearmen down.

In the middle of a breath, more than a dozen spearmen were severely wounded and crushed, which made the group of sword soldiers who had just taken a few steps suddenly slammed into a shock, and their faces showed shock.

Song Mingjing would not stop because of the enemy's hesitation, and turned around to advance, and the first two sword soldiers gritted their teeth and swung their knives, one left and one right.

Song Mingjing does not dodge or dodge, King Kong does not break the operation of the divine skill, his arms shake, and he only listens to the two crisp sounds of "Dangdang", like the intersection of gold and iron, and it is powerful.

Two steel knives slashed at his arms, tearing only his robe to pieces, leaving a white mark on his skin, but not a drop of blood was shed.

His fist had been imprinted on the chests of the two swordsmen in no particular order, and with a "boom", the two of them were like being hit by cannonballs, crashing into their companions behind them.

The boss opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were already so shocked that his eyes burst out, and at this moment, he still had the courage to shout, turn around and run.

At the moment, there are several battlefields, except for the Wudang disciples who are still a little at a loss in the face of this mutation, the Tong brothers are facing Tan Jiugong, Deng Bingkun and the two, and "Zhu Yeqing" Zhu Tao is entangled with the two masters of the Red Flower Society, and everyone is trying their best to fight, and they dare not be distracted in the slightest.

Only the white-faced and beardless middle-aged swordsman still had the strength to pay attention to the others when dealing with the red-robed monk, although he didn't understand which way Song Mingjing was, but when he saw him make a move at this moment, he couldn't help but be moved, "It's really amazing to practice kung fu at such a young age!" ”

The middle-aged swordsman actually only guessed half right.

Although Song Mingjing also practiced the iron cloth shirt, the King Kong is not bad but it is both internal and external, which can be called the best internal strength method in today's martial arts.

Of course, he dared to face the blade with both arms, and that was because the person who made the sword was just an ordinary soldier, although he was a little brave, but he was far from being a master.

If it is a master wielding a knife, don't say that he is just a King Kong and a small achievement, even if the magic is great, Song Mingjing will not try it easily.

The so-called practice of Vajra is not bad, that is, it can be invulnerable, King Kong is not bad, water and fire are not invasive, and it is indestructible, it also depends on which version of King Kong is not bad, and it is just an ethereal legend in this world after all.

"Can you run?"

Seeing that the general escaped, Song Mingjing rushed out, and suddenly came behind the other party, reached out with his big hand, crushed the other party's shoulder blades, and grabbed it in his hand.