"Second brother, what else will he do?"

Song Yuanqiao's deep voice sounded.

Yu Lianzhou shook his head slightly: "It's not important anymore, Qingshu should know the current situation in his heart." ”

"No amount of anything is useless."

"Poison ...... He had thought about it before, but he wouldn't use it. ”

"And it's useless, Shaolin is on guard."

"He'll ...... What to do? King Yin Ye looked at Song Qingshu in the field, his face was extremely ugly.

Desperate!

Song Qingshu was forced to have no choice, and all the means were cracked.

"What's his last hole card!"

"In other words, where is his confidence to challenge the Eighteen Arhats."

When the words fell, both Wudang and the white-eyed Eagle King were silent.

Everyone, whether they are reckless, ordinary masters, or first-class masters, have the same master.

Or their own hole cards, which are the foundation of life.

That's the firmness in everyone's hearts.

Song Yuanqiao has, Song Yuanqiao is Wudang swordsmanship.

Yu Lianzhou also has it, and his improved dragon claw hand walks alone in the rivers and lakes and can deal with various situations.

The white-eyed eagle king is the same, the eagle claw is alone in the martial arts, they will have more, but in the end there is only the same.

"You ...... You ......" King Yin Ye's face changed greatly.

He had found the answer in the eyes of the crowd.

No!

Song Qingshu didn't, they learned everything, and they watched everything, but they weren't proficient.

None of the same is useless.

Song Qingshu did not let him be unwavering in martial arts no matter what the environment.

"He, he should feel it." The white-eyed eagle king looked at Song Qingshu, who was silent in the square, and a deep voice sounded.

"He has good martial arts, but his heart is a little worse."

"It went so smoothly."

King Yin Ye was silent, and his eyes looking at Song Qingshu were a little distressed and complicated.

He knew why Wudang asked Song Qingshu to come to Shaolin.

Defeat!

It's just this defeat, can Song Qingshu bear it?

From the time when Song Qingshu rescued Zhang Wuji in Wudang Mountain, he knew Song Qingshu's character.

Proud, confident, unbeatable self-confidence.

"He's probably ...... Down. ”

The white-eyed eagle king looked at Song Qingshu in the field, and said in a deep voice: "King Yin Ye, will he?" ”

"Do you think he will?"

"Does his self-confidence, his pride, allow him to slump?"

King Yin Ye's heart was shocked, will it?

Will it?

No!

The Song Qingshu he knew wouldn't, and this kid wouldn't.

But this price.

Too big.

King Yin Ye closed his eyes, and he could guess the picture behind him.

The last madness, the last fiasco.

was invincible for four years, and finally fell on Shaolin, the opponent that Song Qingshu wanted to defeat the most.

Shaolin, Wudang, martial arts.

The relationship between Zhang Zhenren and Shaolin is very complicated, and Wudang has been trying to suppress Shaolin for so many years.

Zhang Zhenren was always called a traitor by Shaolin at the beginning, but later Zhang Zhenren's strength became stronger and stronger, and Shaolin did not have this statement.

He can feel the strong fighting spirit of Shaolin in Song Qing's book and the desire to win.

Wudang Zhang Zhenren doesn't need to prove it, and Wudang Seven Heroes don't need to prove it, they are all stronger than Shaolin.

And now, it is the turn of Song Qingshu's generation.

In the field.

Song Qingshu looked at the eighteen arhats around him, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

Defeated?

No!

He must not fall in Shaolin, anywhere, but Shaolin!

"Come!"

Song Qingshu roared angrily, his anger sank into the dantian, his voice was like a hellish ghost roar, and the yin wind gusted, making people retreat and shudder.

In an instant, the people around him retreated one after another.

Even the Eighteen Arhats were the same, their faces changed drastically.

Also at this moment, Song Qingshu moved, and the jade girl had a heart sword, and her swordsmanship was sharper and more fierce than before.

"Hellish Wind!" Shaolin heard that the abbot's face changed suddenly.

"The martial arts of the Nine Yin True Scripture!"

This skill belongs to the sound wave power, hurting people with sound, asking for the soul with sound, and can also sound cloth Gang Qi, and its power is incomparable.

Song Qingshu roared angrily, causing the Eighteen Arhats to suddenly be in a big panic, and they retreated again and again in the face of Song Qingshu's attack.

"Come!" Song Qingshu roared again, and the eighteen Arhats only felt a shock to their bodies, and the operation of their internal forces stopped slightly.

Although the four of them resisted Song Qingshu's attack, they were directly shocked away due to the sound wave gong.

The others found the opportunity and attacked Song Qingshu directly.

This time they didn't spare the slightest, Song Qingshu had too many means.

Just when they were about to hit Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu showed a strange smile.

I saw that Song Qingshu's figure disappeared directly in front of his eyes, and he reappeared next to the attack, slashing out with a sword.

Several people hurriedly resisted and retreated again and again.

"Slow down!" Song Qingshu snorted coldly and rushed forward again.

The people around chased after him again, and they looked at Song Qingshu's figure and thought they were dazzled.

2 pcs!

They saw two Song Qingshu.

"Afterimage!!"

"Afterimage!!"

One person roared angrily, they never thought that Song Qingshu's speed and light skills would be so high.

It made them not respond at all.

"Get out!" Song Qingshu roared angrily at the attacker again, the same sonic attack.

The man's body shook, and Song Qingshu sent out a hidden weapon, and the man was not prepared to hit it directly.

In an instant, a monk behind him slapped his palm on the back of the person who was hit by the hidden weapon, and the man's attack immediately attacked.

Song Qingshu's figure flashed and attacked again.

Wudang Mian Sword, Jade Girl Suxin Sword, Hidden Weapon, Yin and Yang Internal Force Conversion, Sound Wave, Afterimage......

The method of ungassing.

Song Qingshu was like a madman in the eyes of countless people at this time.

His attacks are incomprehensible, and the speed of various exercises is getting faster and faster.

A roar rang out in the air.

It's just that his voice became hoarse and hoarse, so that in the end they only heard voices, and there were no words at all.

The faces of the eighteen Arhats were getting whiter and whiter at this time, and their internal strength was too much to consume.

Whether it was Sonic or Song Qingshu's attack, it was too fast, and every time they resisted, they had to concentrate all their energy.

None of them knew when Song Qingshu would use the method of unloading gas to make a double breakthrough.

Because Song Qingshu's speed was too fast, he was originally only one person, but now his speed was two afterimages, and they had to guard against two people.

If before they were playing against one person, now it's like playing against two.

"Combo!" One roared angrily.

In an instant, everyone moved quickly, and eighteen people slammed down on Song Qingshu's movement range.

Huge internal strength fell from the sky.

"Ah......" Song Qingshu roared angrily, and the figure turned into two people again.

From a distance, it was as if the two of them were swords at the same time, and two powerful internal forces were sent out, slashing towards the top.

Rumble!!

The eighteen Arhats suddenly dispersed, and everyone used long sticks to connect together to stabilize their figures.

Song Qingshu stood in it, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his hands were trembling......

The eyes are full of determination.

"Ah......h

With a roar, Song Qingshu rushed forward again, his hands trembling every time he made a move.

The original white caftan had been covered with blood, and then, not injured, but internally wounded.

Rumble!!

Rumble!

Rumble!!

The eighteen Arhats could only resist, and they stared at Song Qingshu deadly.

They all saw Song Qingshu's situation, Song Qingshu must have something wrong, the blood on his body was overflowing pores.

Internal!

Severe internal injuries, or regurgitation.

If it weren't for the abbot's explanation that they must not stop this time, he would have stopped a long time ago.

Song Qingshu's current state is not a fight, but a desperate one.

Everyone around was silent, and the eyes of countless people stayed on the people of Wudang.

Song Qingshu has been recognized in the hearts of countless people, and Song Qingshu is very strong, very strong.

Song Qingshu didn't need to be like this at all.

They all thought that Wudang would stop, but Wudang didn't, and everyone's eyes in Wudang were trembling.

But they didn't stop it.

They just looked at Song Qingshu like that.

Countless people don't understand, they don't understand why Wudang is like this, even the white-eyed eagle king, Yin Ye King.

Why did they let Song Qingshu be like this.

Does Wudang have to win Shaolin?

If Wudang had this kind of thought, they could still understand it, but the white-eyed eagle king, the king of Yin Ye?

Do they care?

Definitely not.

Rumble!!

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Song Qingshu suddenly threw away the long sword in his hand, and grabbed a person with both hands as claws and one hand.

The shot is extremely fast and incomparably subtle, giving people a feeling of inescapability.

"Ah......h

For a moment, screams echoed in the air.

The other Shaolin monks quickly supported, and Song Qingshu grabbed the two and threw them out directly, and their figures flashed away.

Just as he was about to rush out, nine long sticks flew from a distance, and the speed was extremely fast.

Rumble!!

Rumble!!

A burst of qi appeared outside Song Qingshu's body, directly blocking the attack, and at the same time, he was shocked and flew out.

"Ahh......h

Bursts of ahhh

Although he was hit, he rushed out of the Eighteen Arhats.

He came out, he broke out.

It's just that the price is too great, because of the forcible use of the Ghost Hell Yin Wind, he can't make a sound.

Because of the Spiral Nine Shadows, his body was full of internal injuries, which were extremely serious.

Especially when he resisted the nine flying sticks in the end, forcibly condensing the Gang Qi outside his body, his acupoints were already blocked.

He...... Scrapped.

Twenty years of hard work...... In the end, the result is waste.

The acupuncture was clogged, and he couldn't think of how to recover.

Song Qingshu closed his eyes slightly, and everything flashed through his mind.

Regret it? He doesn't know?

Impulsive? He doesn't know?

……

He just knew that he couldn't be defeated, he couldn't be defeated in Shaolin, even if he died.

"Qingshu!!"

"Qingshu!!"

"Qingshu!!"

At this time, a familiar cry sounded in Song Qingshu's ears, father, second uncle...... Third Uncle......

Grandfather......

Wait a minute......

He wanted to respond, but he was so tired that it was extremely difficult to even open his eyes.

At this moment, the entire Shaolin fell into silence.

Everyone knows that Song Qingshu's situation is very poor, very poor, and whether he can recover in the future is a question.

The blood on Song Qingshu's body was obviously a physical problem, and the blood was overflowing.

This kind of injury...... It's hard to heal.

Shaolin, Wudang...... Why is this happening?

Song Qingshu is the only descendant of Wudang......

Can Wudang give up?

Then, when everyone thought that Wudang was going to be angry, everyone in Wudang hugged Song Qingshu and saluted slightly to Shaolin.

Without saying a word, he walked quickly down the mountain.

The eighteen Arhats of Shaolin entered Shaolin with the support of a group of people.

All the people in the martial arts said goodbye to Shaolin and left.

No one expected the end result to be like this.

Song Qingshu broke through the Eighteen Arhats Array, but the price was too great.

Song Qingshu was seriously injured, and he couldn't speak, and that kind of internal injury couldn't recover from in a short time.

Song Qingshu succeeded?

They don't know.

They saw the strength of Song Qingshu and the strength of the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats.

At the same time, there is another extremely important situation.

Nine Yin True Scripture!

Song Qingshu showed too many things today, and many people were guessing before, but now they have all verified.

The method of unwinding, the method of healing, and the acupoints.

Martial arts, light power spiral nine shadows, the last weird claw hair, nine yin claws, sound waves, ghost prison yin wind.

These are all martial arts in the Nine Yin True Scripture.

This time, Song Qingshu went to Wudang, which made Song Qingshu and Shaolin.

The strength of the Shaolin Ten Arhats Array once again entered people's field of vision.

The best players are invincible!

Song Qingshu's strength has definitely entered the first-class, and it is not an ordinary first-class, no one doubts this.

But in this way, Song Qingshu also paid a painful price to break through.

Shaolin Back Mountain.

The abbot of Kongwen saw the Sandu monk god: "Uncle Shi, what will happen to Song Shaoxia's injury?" ”

Sandu Monk God shook his head slightly.

"There you go."

"This matter is Zhang Zhenren's intention, don't worry about causing conflicts between Shaolin and Wudang."

Hearing this, the abbot folded his hands and left directly.

He didn't expect this to be the end result.

He knew very well that Song Qingshu's injuries were very serious, very serious.

It's incredibly difficult to recover.

(End of chapter)