Although everyone knows that Song Qingshu is very strong, this is the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation.

At the beginning, because of Cheng Kun's affairs, many people had gone to Shaolin, and they had seen the power of the Eighteen Arhats.

At that time, there were many people who broke the Eighteen Arhats.

Eagle Ye King, Heavenly Eagle Sect Master, Wudang Erxia, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, plus Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu now wants to challenge alone.

"Good!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Song Qingshu agreed.

Shaolin's requirements are not too much, he has the ability to deal with the eighteen Arhats, he has no strength and no need.

The people of Wudang have not changed much, they have long known that Song Qingshu's target is the Eighteen Arhat Great Array.

The White-Brow Eagle King also knows.

Only King Yin Ye didn't know that his face had changed greatly at this time.

Looking at everyone's expressions, he knew that everyone knew, only he didn't know.

"Father."

"You know?"

The White-Eyed Eagle King nodded, "Yes." ”

"This is Song Qingshu's way, look."

"That's the Battle of the Eighteen Arhats, Father!!" King Yin Ye was anxious, he had seen the power of this great array himself.

Turned his head to look at Song Qingshu and shouted.

"Green Book ......"

Song Qingshu walked up step by step with a long sword in his hand, and when he heard the shout of his uncle Yin Yewang, he turned his head and gave a confident smile.

"Uncle, it's okay."

"I went."

The figure jumped up and entered directly into the middle of the large array.

Four monks hold long sticks.

"Please!"

"Please!" Song Qingshu saluted slightly, shot directly, and stabbed out with a sword.

He had seen the Eighteen Arhat Formation at the beginning, and he was not a stranger.

"So fast!"

Whether it was the people of Wudang, or the major sects, or Shaolin, everyone was stunned.

It's too fast.

Song Qingshu didn't hide it at all this time, and he went all out.

In the past he needed to be humble, but today he doesn't.

The four Shaolin people were surprised by Song Qingshu's speed, but they had already prepared, and at the moment when Song Qingshu made a move, one person next to them directly supported.

Two long sticks smashed down on Song Qingshu.

The two people around directly blocked Song Qingshu's retreat.

Zheng ......

A crisp voice rang in everyone's ears.

I saw that Song Qingshu's long sword bent quickly the moment it touched the long stick, and then bounced off directly, accompanied by huge internal strength.

The two monks holding long sticks in their hands were directly shaken away.

Before they could react, Song Qingshu's long sword was already clamped around the neck of a person.

Looking at the Master of Empty Wisdom in the distance.

"Master, is it enough?"

The people around were extremely surprised, how did Song Qingshu do it.

With that kind of attack just now, Song Qingshu not only resisted, but also used the time when the sword body was bent to fight back again in an instant.

This is equivalent to Song Qingshu resisting with internal force, and at the same time when the internal force of the two Shaolin monks did not react at all, he exerted his strength again.

"Wudang Mianjian, use internal strength to shake and then bend and store power."

"Nine Yin unloading."

"Awesome!"

Master Kongzhi clasped his hands together: "Song Shaoxia, please." ”

When the others heard Master Kongzhi's explanation, they instantly came to their senses.

But even so, they were shocked.

This requires a high degree of control over the internal forces, or rather a good handy.

How old is Song Qingshu.

It was the first time for the people of Wudang to see Song Qingshu fighting, and they were extremely surprised.

"Awesome!"

Yu Lianzhou smiled: "It's still early, it's just a little bit of something." ”

"You'll find out later."

"In the past four years, he has endured a lot of hardships."

"Let's go."

The white-eyed eagle king glanced at King Yin Ye, who had complicated eyes on the side.

He guessed King Yin Ye's mood.

King Yin Ye was surprised by Song Qingshu's strength.

Outsiders look at the excitement, insiders look at the doorway, and all of them know how amazing Song Qingshu's performance just now was.

The speed of internal force mobilization, as well as the time to counterattack.

and the comprehension of swordsmanship.

"Let's go."

"Qingshu is strong, we should be happy for him."

"That's right." King Yin Ye laughed, the stronger the Qingshu, the better.

"Maybe he can break through the Eighteen Arhats."

The white-eyed eagle king did not answer, but walked up with everyone.

He knew very well that Song Qingshu couldn't break through this big array.

The Eighteen Arhats Great Array is so famous not because of the long time, but because it is really strong.

Soon, a group of people came to the nine-person array.

"Does Song Shaoxia need to rest?" Master Kongzhi asked.

Song Qingshu shook his head and walked up directly.

"Please!"

"Please!" Nine monks directly surrounded Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu still took the lead, and there was no need for him to pretend to be a master against nine people alone.

The Shaolin Arhat Formation is no joke.

At this moment, everyone looked nervously at the battle in front of them, one person fighting nine people.

Can Song Qingshu win?

There was a lot of movement in the field, and Song Qingshu was surrounded by it, although Song Qingshu was very fast, someone would stop him every time he made a move.

Obviously, Wudang Mianjian is very familiar to everyone in Shaolin.

After a collision, Song Qingshu was shocked back, and his eyes were extremely solemn.

Too familiar, Shaolin is too familiar with Wudang swordsmanship.

Whether it is a shock, a surprise attack, or a continuous force, Shaolin is prepared, often at least 3 people to resist his attack.

Before he could fight back, a second wave of attacks hit.

Embattled.

"Is this the trouble of group warfare?" Song Qingshu muttered to himself.

Not far away, everyone knew that Song Qingshu was in trouble, no matter how quickly Song Qingshu's internal force was mobilized, he couldn't resist the large number of people on the other side.

Shaolin's attacks are wave after wave, no matter how fast you react, if you can't think of a way to break the game, you can only be consumed.

If you want to break the game, unless it's faster.

"Is it okay for Qingshu?" Yu Daiyan asked Yu Lianzhou with some concern.

Yu Lianzhou smiled: "It's early." ”

"His light skills are above me, I compared him once a year ago, this kid is half a point faster than me."

"Do you think that's his limit?"

"It's still early, I can do it at this speed."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, half a point faster than Yu Lianzhou?

This......

"Second uncle, you're a little bit of a lift-up to me." Song Qingshu heard Yu Lianzhou's praise in the distance and laughed.

"But that's not my limit."

At this moment, Song Qingshu moved, he remembered that the second uncle said that the key to group battles was to fight.

Speed, dynamics.

If you're besieged by a group, hit it with a click.

That's what he's doing now.

In the field, Song Qingshu's figure was erratic, he was still in a tough confrontation with Shaolin people before, but now he can avoid it.

If he wanders in the middle of the field as a hunter, he can dodge even though the Shaolin attacks are very dense.

Finally, Song Qingshu found an opportunity, and his figure flashed.

The Shaolin people were shocked and quickly supported.

Just when everyone thought that the long sword in Song Qingshu's hand was going to be stabbed flat, Song Qingshu withdrew one by one, and the long sword in his hand was directly released.

The long sword that had been stabbed out quickly retreated, and the hilt of the sword was facing a monk behind it.

The man didn't expect this change at all, and he didn't react at all.

Burst......

The hilt of the sword was directly in that chest, and Song Qingshu saw that the attack was coming, and there was no way to avoid it, so he resisted a blow and caught the long sword and retreated.

Originally, he thought that the blow had already solved one.

The hilt of his sword is facing the opponent's acupoint, and as long as it is pointed, the opponent's internal force will be sluggish.

But just as he was about to attack, he knew he was wrong.

The opponent's internal force did not slow down in the slightest.

In an instant, he was shocked back several steps.

"You're alright." Song Qingshu's eyes were unprecedentedly solemn.

"The old man is prepared." The monk smiled calmly, and the long stick in his hand struck again.

In the distance, Yu Lianzhou showed a trace of worry: "His trouble has begun." ”

"The other party is on guard."

"The next step is the endurance limit of the method of ungassing."

"If it drags on like this, Song Qingshu's speed will inevitably slow down, and Shaolin's attack is too dense."

"Half a cup of tea at most."

The others didn't say anything, but stared at the battle ahead.

Is Song Qingshu weak? No, it's strong.

Whether it's speed, swordsmanship, or combat experience.

The previous attack was very beautiful, and if Song Qingshu succeeded, one of them would have to withdraw from the battle.

It's a pity that the other side is defensive.

Time passed slowly, and Shaolin's attacks became more and more dense as Yu Lianzhou said, and they wanted Song Qingshu to avoid it.

"Come!" Song Qingshu shouted, he gave up dodging.

I chose to hit it hard.

At this time, the swordsmanship in his hand began to change, and the jade girl was a sword.

Now Song Qingshu's internal force can fully support Yang Xuejiao's Jade Girl Suxin Sword.

Touch!!

Touch!!

Song Qingshu has completely changed a person at this moment, his attack is extremely powerful, there is no dodging, only attacking, everything is an attack.

Each sword is accompanied by a strong internal strength.

Many times, as long as one person collides with Song Qingshu, he will inevitably be shaken back.

They can't reach this kind of attack.

"It's starting to change!" Yu Lianzhou looked at the battle in the field, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"He's changing."

The eyes of the Wudang people and the white-eyed eagle king flashed with shock, Song Qingshu's understanding was very strong, stronger than they thought.

Everyone has their own fighting style, or rather character.

Song Qingshu was rarely forced to give it a go, and this was the first time he met him.

Growing up requires a life-and-death fight, or an opponent of equal strength.

Everyone looked at Song Qingshu in front of them and was shocked, an unparalleled attack, not afraid of life and death.

Many times, even if Song Qingshu takes a blow, he has to attack.

"That's all he can do."

"Otherwise, Shaolin will be consumed to death!"

“……”

Many people saw Song Qingshu's thoughts, one person against nine people, Song Qingshu had to break the game one by one.

"Get out!" Song Qingshu found the opportunity to slap it with one palm, but the person didn't react in a hurry, he slapped it out and flew out directly.

"You can't!" Song Qingshu glanced at the man indifferently, raised his hand and slashed at the person who rushed to help, the person originally thought it was the same as before.

But he was wrong, this time the internal force touched, and a feminine force entered the body.

"Did you notice that?" Song Qingshu sneered.

"You're really crazy about me, and I'm going to have a hard time with you."

The man only felt that his internal force was blocked, and his eyes Song Qingshu's attack struck, and the long stick was blocked in front of his chest in a hurry.

Touch......

The long stick was directly cut off, and Song Qingshu kicked the man away, not chasing, not shooting, but standing in it.

The other monks weren't making a move.

"Are you still fighting?" Song Qingshu raised the long sword in his hand and pointed directly at the remaining monks.

"You should be aware of the changes in your body by now."

The other seven were not stupid, they had already noticed it.

One person spoke: "Yin and Yang internal forces, used alternately, we have been suppressing, once they accumulate to a certain extent, our mobilization of internal forces will slow down. ”

"Or rather, there is an obstacle."

"Song Shaoxia, good means!"

"We're defeated, please!"

Not far away, a person from the Kongtong faction smiled bitterly: "My master is defeated on this." ”

"In the end, I had to draw with Song Shaoxia."

The others looked at the high-spirited Song Qingshu with admiration, and in the face of the siege, he could still control the internal force so accurately.

Someone had already guessed the situation and opened his mouth to explain.

"The Wudang Mianjian used by Song Shaoxia before belongs to Yin, although it is wandering, it has been in contact with everyone."

"That internal force is slowly squeezing into everyone's body."

"After that, Song Shaoxia used the set of swordsmanship, we didn't know that the swordsmanship was extremely strong, it belonged to Yang, and he calculated it from the beginning."

"These are actually small things, but once you fight for a long time, you don't have time to turn around, and they will break out."

"It's easy to say, but it's too difficult to control, which requires extremely accurate control of internal forces."

"You have to fight continuously and don't give the other party a chance to breathe."

Master Kongzhi smiled at Song Qingshu: "Song Shaoxia, please!" ”

He didn't have too many surprises, and he had already concluded about Song Qingshu's strength Shaolin.

Song Qingshu followed Master Kongzhi towards Shaolin.

The gaze is extremely determined.

The final battle is coming!

Everyone looked at Song Qingshu in front of them, their eyes were full of expectation, and they slowly followed.

Song Qingshu's strength exceeded everyone's estimates.

Right now, Song Qingshu's strength is no less than that of the heads of the major sects.

They really wanted to know where Song Qingshu's limit was.

Song Qingshu's goal in Shaolin Temple is the Eighteen Arhat Formation, is it rare that he really has the confidence to break through?

(End of chapter)