"Try?"

Yuan Zhe smiled calmly, walked over slowly, and sat down directly next to Song Qingshu.

The distance between the two is only one zhang, a little more than three meters.

"Canghai Mingmu said that you are comparable to Yang Xue."

"Can't compare." Song Qingshu smiled and waved his hand: "I can't beat Yang Xue." ”

"Those four old guys are just boasting."

Yuan Zhe smiled and said nothing, and the two of them sat quietly like this, looking at the situation below.

At this point, the battle had already begun.

The Yuan soldiers came all the elite, attacking, charging, and every attack was orderly.

On the other hand, the Shaolin side is all retreating.

The Arhat formation was in front, and the other Shaolin disciples were covering.

"Kill!!"

"Rush!!"

"Go, go, retreat, retreat!!"

“……”

Roars, shouts rang out below.

Shaolin is Shaolin after all, and the least people who can stay in it are also martial arts students, and their strength is generally stronger than that of Yuan Bing.

One-on-one is definitely a complete victory.

But the soldiers are well coordinated, shields, bows and arrows, and advance and retreat in an orderly manner.

"I really want to kill those two old men." Song Qingshu looked at the two elders of Xuan Ming who were killing all directions below, and complained for a while.

"Those two old men are good." Yuan Zhe also knew that the two elders of Xuan Ming had a grudge with Song Qingshu.

When Song Qingshu rescued Zhang Wuji, he was slapped in the face.

"That's good." Song Qingshu didn't refute either, and the second elder Xuan Ming was also a master.

"What about Cheng Kun? Why didn't you come. ”

Yuan Zhe laughed: "He doesn't dare, he's hiding in the palace now." ”

"After attacking Wudang, he went into hiding."

"He's afraid of death, too."

"Hey, bad luck." Song Qingshu sighed.

"Why didn't that old thing come, how good it would be to come and slaughter it for me."

Yuan Zhe didn't respond, he knew very well that if Cheng Kun really came, Song Qingshu would really be difficult to stop Cheng Kun if he wanted to do it.

That's a life-and-death feud.

The battle continues below.

Song Qingshu and Yuan Zhe are like watching a play, no matter how tragic it is below, they don't care.

The battle lasted half an hour.

At this time, Shaolin had been breached, and the Shaolin people were defeated and retreated.

"South?" Yuan Zhe looked at the situation in the south and was a little surprised.

"Looks like you're well prepared."

Song Qingshu got up slowly: "Let's go, the battlefield is transferred, and continue to watch the play." ”

Yuan Zhe laughed: "Okay." ”

At this time, he felt that Song Qingshu was really a wonderful person.

is so young, so powerful, and can be so calm, Shaolin still doesn't make a move in this situation.

He was ready to do it before he came.

The two figures shuttled through the jungle, and the two remained parallel all the time.

Neither Yuan Zhe nor Song Qingshu used all their strength.

When it comes to their strength, light work no longer represents anything, and actual combat is fundamental.

There is no need for a battle of wills.

In a valley to the south, a monk looked at Song Qingshu and Yuan Zhe in the distance, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Tantric Inner Gate Yuanzhe."

"It seems that the person leading the team this time is not an ordinary person, a member of the royal family?"

"Song Qingshu also came, it's really an accident."

"The entire Jiangnan has an intelligence network, what is he going to do."

Not far from the 100-foot cliff.

Song Qingshu originally just came to watch the play, and suddenly saw a signal flare.

His face changed suddenly.

"Lao Qi!"

The figure flashed and rushed straight over.

Yuan Zhe immediately followed, and the two of them saw the situation in front of them clearly in just a moment.

Qi Mu fled frantically at this time, followed by the two elders of Xuan Ming.

"That man is from the Aquila Sect!"

"We must be happy to catch the county lord."

"Yes."

"This person is following Song Qingshu."

“……”

The laughter of the two elders echoed in the jungle.

Song Qingshu's face was completely gloomy, and his figure flashed.

However, at this moment, Yuan Zhe moved, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly shot out, directly stopping Song Qingshu.

Say it directly.

"I'll take care of it!"

Song Qingshu looked at Yuan Zhe with a gloomy face: "Do you want to play with your life?" ”

Yuan Zhe's figure flashed by, and he went towards it at great speed, and Song Qingshu followed closely behind.

"Come back! Protect the county lord! Yuan Zhe was not far from the second elder of Xuan Ming and snorted coldly.

The second elder Xuan Ming was shocked in his heart, and looked at Yuan Zhe in the distance and saluted repeatedly.

"Yes."

"The little one understands."

The two of them didn't look back, and rushed directly to the county lord.

Seeing that no one was chasing after him, Qi Mu had doubts in his heart and turned his head to look.

I saw Song Qingshu standing not far away.

Song Qingshu waved his hand at him, Qi Mu nodded, and left quickly.

After Yuan Zhe dealt with the two elders of Xuan Ming, he came to Song Qing again.

"Feasible."

"Okay." Song Qingshu smiled: "Why? ”

He didn't understand what Yuan Zhe meant.

Yuan Zhe must have no problem stopping him.

Qi Mu will die.

"It's just a trivial matter, there's no need to play with your life." Yuan Zhe laughed and hurried to the south.

Song Qingshu didn't care, the speed of the two of them this time was much faster than before.

But the two remained parallel.

Soon after, the two came to a mountain peak again, and the jungle was full of battles.

Shaolin was obviously prepared in advance, and the retreat was not panicked at all.

"How many of you came?" Song Qingshu asked casually.

He didn't pay much attention to Yuan Zhe to stop him before.

He understood what Yuan Zhe meant.

If Yuan Zhe hadn't dealt with the two elders of Xuan Ming before, the two of them would not have been tempted, but really playing with their lives.

Song Qingshu will not let Qi Mu die, if Qi Mu dies, then he must kill Yuan Zhe, you die and I die, there is no choice.

On the other hand, Yuan Zhe, Qi Mu doesn't matter to him.

"Three." Yuan Zhe didn't hide it either.

"One is by the county lord's side, and one is in front."

"There are so many of them." Song Qingshu was a little surprised, three top masters, this is not a cabbage.

"It seems that this Zhao Min really can't die."

Yuan Zhe nodded slightly: "You can't die." ”

"Her father is the king of Ruyang, the official residence of the Tai Lieutenant, and he is in charge of the world's soldiers and horses."

"Well...... Just like you before, there is a real person behind you, you can't die at our hands. ”

"It's the same."

"If you die, you're in big trouble."

"That's pretty impressive." Song Qingshu knew Zhao Min's identity very well, but he didn't expect Yuan Zhe to say it directly.

"Girls, why don't you stay at home, why do you run out."

"It's very smart."

"Haha." Yuan Zhe laughed: "That's true. ”

"Who knows."

"Let's go, it's almost over here."

Yuan Zhe looked at the situation below, turned around and left directly, quickly disappearing into the mountain peak.

"Interesting." Song Qingshu was curious.

He originally thought that he would have to fight anyway, but it turned out to be like this, and everything was over.

He wondered if the same was true for Shaolin.

"There are a lot of casualties."

Song Qingshu turned his head and let out a long sigh.

He now has a deep understanding of a problem.

The group of people hidden behind the martial arts, whether it is the Central Plains or the Yuan Room, everyone seems to be very indifferent.

This group of people is high above the top, and they don't care about the lives of other people.

They only care about the big picture.

Whether it's the tomb of Canghai Ming or Yuan Zhe, it's all like this, just meet the people of the Central Plains and contain each other.

The life or death of the people below has nothing to do with them.

Similarly, the same is true for the four daughters of Youlan Zhuya, they don't seem to care about the death of ordinary people, or they are very bland.

In the Central Plains, the Yuan Room, there are only hidden martial arts people in the eyes of people on both sides.

As a last resort, everyone will not be desperate.

If you can avoid it, avoid it.

"Is it indifferent, is it helpless?" Song Qingshu sighed, he didn't know it himself.

Although he had guessed some before, when he really saw the Shaolin War, his heart still fluctuated a little.

It was a bad feeling to watch groups of people being surrounded and killed by the Yuan soldiers in front of them.

But he knew that he couldn't stop it.

If he wants to save those people in Shaolin, then Yuan Zhe will have to take action.

The end result...... Maybe he and Yuan Zhe haven't won or lost yet, and the following is over.

"We participated, but it was as if nothing was involved."

Song Qing exhaled a long breath, he seemed to be able to understand what Yang Xue said before.

There are many things that they can't do about it.

All they can do is to guard, and then wait for the opportunity, wait for the rise of the Central Plains Martial Arts, and break the balance.

Or the replacement of the country.

All they can do is push.

As for the results...... It's up to Destiny.

The suicide note of Wu Mu in the dragon slayer knife is a kind of hole card, and now the Yuan room is in chaos, so the dragon slaying knife has appeared.

The emergence of the leader of the Ming Sect was a turning point.

The balance of martial arts still exists, but with his appearance, the balance begins to tilt.

But the strength of Wulin is just strong.

Just like Master Zhang Zhenren, he just made the Yuan Room dare not move.

Strong...... Less.

At most, martial arts continue to develop steadily, and talents come out in large numbers, so they can store more energy, or store.

However, it's all for one purpose.

Expelled the meta chamber.

Song Qingshu was here for a long time, until the Yuan soldiers gave up chasing and the battlefield was completely over.

He was in a complicated mood, he didn't see the Shaolin master make a move, maybe the other party was the same as him.

Helpless.

But the other party is different from himself, the other party is a Shaolin person, watching his own disciple die, that kind of anger and helplessness is far better than his own several times.

Hundred-foot cliff.

At this time, there were many Shaolin disciples gathered here, and most of them were injured.

Many of the lay disciples who received Shaolin before were also injured.

When Song Qingshu arrived, Qi Mu stood on the boat and commanded.

"Childe, someone is waiting for you inside." Qi Mu saw Song Qingshu coming and spoke.

Song Qingshu nodded slightly and walked towards the cabin.

Inside the cabin.

Master Kongwu saw Song Qingshu clasping his hands: "Poor monk Kongwu, thank you Song Shaoxia for helping." ”

Song Qingshu arched his hand slightly: "I've seen Master Kongwu." ”

"How about the casualties."

Kongwu sighed: "Fortunately, I have been prepared before, so the casualties are not serious." ”

"That's good, the master has something to do with me." Song Qingshu asked.

Kong Wu said in a deep voice: "Shaolin thanks Song Shaoxia for his help this time." ”

"A poor monk can help the young man."

Song Qingshu's eyes gathered: "What does Master Kongwu mean." ”

Kong Wu said in a deep voice: "After Song Shaoxia came down from the top of the light, he laid out Jiangnan, which is rare. ”

"No matter what Song Shaoxia is going to do, Shaolin is willing to help."

Song Qingshu looked at Master Kongwu for a long time, and a deep voice sounded: "Master Kongwu, people will die." ”

"It's not a matter of martial arts, it's my own business."

"Personal vendettas!"

"The poor monk knows." Kongwu said in a deep voice.

"Song Shaoxia appeared in Shaolin to contain Yuan Zhe, and Shaolin has to pay it back."

"No matter what Song Shaoxia does, the poor monk will accompany Song Shaoxia on a trip."

"Thank you, Master." Song Qingshu saluted respectfully.

Since the other party said so, he was not polite.

He does need people.

Wudang will go to the Yuan room to a few masters, he really doesn't know.

Wudang must not be the same as Shaolin.

Shaolin is miserable.

Yuan Room slaughtered Shaolin this time, he could only watch, then he turned the situation around in Wudang.

He wants to slaughter the Yuan Room in Wudang, a slaughter that will not be left!

If the master of the Yuan Room dares to move, then continue to slaughter!

It's just a matter of playing with his life, and he has played with his life a lot over the years.

If you use martial arts, then let's play together!

"Master Kongwu, let's rush back to Wudang together tomorrow." Song Qingshu opened his mouth and said.

"I'll arrange it here in Shaolin."

"Thank you." Master Kongwu nodded slightly and continued to meditate.

After Song Qingshu went out, he explained directly to Qi Mu.

Since Master Kongwu is willing to play with his life, he must take care of Shaolin.

"Shaolin's side is dealt with, what does Shaolin need to help with all its might."

"Also, come back to Wudang with me tomorrow."

"Arrange it here as soon as possible, if it doesn't work, let others handle it, and you will pass the message later."

"Understood!" Qi Mu responded and quickly arranged.

Song Qingshu stood at the bow of the boat and watched the tragic situation of Shaolin, and warned himself again and again in his heart.

Wudang must not be like this.

Absolutely not!

I sincerely wish you all a happy National Day!

(End of chapter)