Chapter 9: The First Battle of Xuanming
Song Qingshu was like a meteor, catching up with the master who caught Zhang Wuji in the blink of an eye.
He felt a breeze flash, and a young man was already standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile.
"Are you a deer sticker or a crane penman?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile to the deer sticker.
Hearing this, the deer stick guest was taken aback: "How do you know about our Xuan Ming Second Elder?"
"You don't need to know this, I'm just asking you if you're the eldest or the second?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile still on his face.
"I remember, you kid, the one who is with Wudang, I didn't expect you to have such light skills as a child, who is your master?" Lu Zhuke didn't answer Song Qingshu's words, and suddenly said in surprise as if he remembered something.
Song Qingshu smiled faintly: "Who my master is, you are not qualified to know." ”
"I'm not a crane pen. As soon as Lu Zhuke heard Song Qingshu call him Hebi Weng, he immediately retorted.
"Haha, thank you for telling your name, let go of Zhang Wuji, and you can leave. Song Qingshu suddenly burst out laughing.
It turned out that he saw that the other party refused to say who he was, so he casually used the name of Hebi Weng to try, and sure enough, Lu Zhuke immediately refuted that he was not Hebi Weng.
Seeing that he was being played by Song Qingshu, Lu Zhuke was immediately furious, and then heard the arrogant words of the child in front of him who wanted to leave Zhang Wuji for himself, and immediately laughed angrily: "Okay, you child, I will even arrest you today." As he spoke, he slapped his palm towards Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu smiled faintly, glanced at Zhang Wuji in the hand of the deer sticker, and saw that he was already unconscious, and then said to himself: "The deer sticker has strong martial arts, and in Yitian, he should be regarded as a first-class master, I'll give it a try, he has a few catties and a few taels." ”
At this time, it was a little far away from Song Yuanqiao and the others, they naturally couldn't see it, and Zhang Wuji was in a coma, and Song Qingshu could use the Wind God without any scruples.
Song Qingshu casually threw the long sword aside, his body flashed, and he rushed towards the deer stick like a gust of wind, and his legs turned into countless leg shadows and kicked towards the deer sticker, which was the first move in the wind god's legs 'chasing the wind and catching shadows'.
The invisible energy, driven by the leg wind, was like forming a tornado, sweeping towards the deer sticker.
"Pap" palms and legs intersected, Song Qingshu only felt a cold breath flowing up his feet, and couldn't help but feel trembling, stopped, stomped his feet, and finally forced out the weird cold breath.
And the deer stick guest was also forced back by Song Qingshu's strong leg wind, and at the same time, the tornado swept it and flew out four or five meters before stopping.
"I didn't expect you to be a little child, with such deep skills. Lu Zhuke looked at Song Qingshu with a shocked face, and suddenly had murderous intent in his heart, and said secretly: He is a small child, only a teenager, and he has such a profound cultivation, and it is even more amazing when he grows up in the future.
Lu Zhuke was very surprised to see that Song Qingshu, a child who was not yet a teenager, had the realm of the early stage of congenital, however, he was not afraid, because he was a master of the middle stage of the innate stage, and he had been in the middle stage of the innate stage for many years, and his skills were so deep that he did not need to be afraid of Song Qingshu in the early stage of the innate stage at all.
Lu Zhuke snorted coldly, grabbed Zhang Wuji with one hand, and attacked Song Qingshu again with the other.
Song Qingshu sneered, although Lu Zhuke's skill was higher than his own, he was not afraid of him.
At that moment, his legs turned into countless leg shadows and greeted him.
Song Qingshu didn't use any of the moves in the Wind God Legs, but just attacked with ordinary legs.
However, what he cultivated was the Wind God Leg, which was fast and fast, and Rao could resist the attack of the Deer Stick without the Wind God Leg.
"Bump" both of them took four or five steps back at the same time before stopping.
Song Qingshu looked at Lu Zhuke with a smile: "You want to deal with me with just one hand, it's too arrogant, if you really want to fight me, you just let go of Zhang Wuji, let's play with all our might, how about a big battle?"
"So I'm going to die. Lu Zhuke snorted coldly, and casually threw Zhang Wuji aside, condensing his power with both palms, only to see that in the center of his palms, the cold mist was surging, attacking towards Song Qingshu.
From afar, Song Qingshu could feel a chill coming over, and he couldn't help but regret it in his heart, and said secretly: The Xuanming Divine Palm is really extraordinary, but I don't have the mood to fight you, hehe.
Thinking of this, Song Qingshu's body shook, turned into a meteor, disappeared in an instant, and at the same moment, appeared in front of Zhang Wuji, who had fainted on the ground, grabbed Zhang Wuji, and his body flashed, and flew away in the air.
Since the completion of Fengshen's legs, his light skills have long reached the realm of not borrowing other things, and he can walk in the air.
Song Qingshu grabbed Zhang Wuji, but his speed was still unabated, like a meteor, which flashed by and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As soon as Lu Zhuke made a move with both palms, Song Qingshu disappeared, and he was so angry that he stood in place and roared: "Boy, I am inseparable from you" The voice echoed in place for a long time.