"The purity of fire, the sharpness of the wind?" Song Qingshu was like being empowered in an instant, and his whole mind was immersed in an inexplicable artistic conception, as if he understood but did not understand, and seemed to know but not to know. In the dark, he seemed to know what was going on, but he didn't seem to know anything. He felt that he was only one step away from being able to touch the secret of the Hidden Realm master, but this step was the Heavenly Trench!

As if sensing the confusion in Song Qingshu's heart, the voice from the sky continued: "Heaven and earth have nine masculine attributes, this is Jiuyang, and it can be called the supreme yang by integrating the nine masculine attributes!

"Pierce the heavens and the earth, unobstructed!" Song Qingshu muttered these two sentences, and a glimmer of light suddenly crossed through his chaotic mind, and exclaimed: "I understand! I see! It turns out that this is the Nine Realms of the Sun, this is the Sharp of the Wind!"

Song Qingshu's mind was empty, and thirty-six large acupoints in his body burst open, and endless Jiuyang True Qi roamed in his body, instantly restoring the internal force that was close to drying up to its peak state.

In the artistic conception, the red sun, which is close to disappearing, is instilled by internal force, and in a few breaths, it regains its unstoppable power. Just next to the red sun, a new sun is rising, a little less majestic than the previous red sun, a little more ethereal, with a sharp temperament all over the body, giving people a sharp feeling.

This is the red sun formed by the sharp wind, and Song Qingshu initially comprehended the artistic conception of the red sun, which can be regarded as setting the tone. After that, every time you comprehend one more attribute, you can get an extra round of red sun. Until the end of the day, comprehend the nine kinds of masculine genus, gather the nine yangs, and shine together in the nine days, you can achieve the great perfection of the yang!

"Ha Lu, thieves, my master will let you know why the flowers are so red today!" Song Qingshu shouted in ecstasy.

His Zhiyang artistic conception was originally a fusion of wind and fire artistic conception, which was twice the strength of the ordinary hidden realm master, and at this time, he comprehended the sharpness of the wind, and his strength doubled, and he had reached four times the strength of the ordinary hidden realm master. Although these rebels can't be annihilated here, it is easy to rush out of the city with Li Shanchang!

At that moment, Song Qingshu was like an overlord reborn, and his spear swept straight through, driving Bai Yun to charge everywhere. The formation of the Ming Sect Army could no longer pose a threat to him, but under his charge, it became fragmented, and people turned on their backs!

Yang Xiao's face changed greatly when the voice came, although he didn't know who it was, but just listening to the loud sound that echoed in the heavens and the earth, he knew that the strength of the person who came was unfathomable, and his skill was many times higher than his own. Mo said that now he only has three successes, that is, in his heyday, and he is not the enemy of this person!

And then I saw that Song Qingshu actually broke through on the spot, comprehended the sharp edge of the wind, doubled his strength, and even knew that people who came were friends and enemies. At the moment, my heart was dark, but I knew that this Song Qingshu was going to escape after all. Looking at the chaotic formation that was impacted by Song Qingshu, he smiled bitterly in his heart, today's things are no longer possible, it seems that he has to make plans early.

Song Qingshu was rampage through the enemy formation, although now he could take the convoy and leave the enemy formation. But these doctrinal armies will certainly follow. The convoy could not go fast, and then it would be troublesome.

It is better to completely kill and defeat these rebels now, which will shock the enemy and make them dare not pursue. Second, he can also show his strength to Li Shanchang and further regain his heart, killing two birds with one stone.

Song Qingshu was happy to kill, but the voice on the edge of the sky seemed to be a little impatient, and said with a smile: "Good apprentice, why is it difficult to defeat them? It's just that God has the virtue of a good life, but it's not good for you to kill like this!

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and before he could figure out why this person called himself a disciple, he saw a figure in the sky rushing towards him. Floating light, galloping, the speed of the people coming, even a few points faster than the speed of the white clouds galloping!

"Bacchus!" suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

With the sound, a fat monk who was dozens of meters tall suddenly appeared in the sky, the monk was frank and breasts, his face was full of ferocity, and he was holding a huge wine gourd in his hand.

The battlefield of the battle fell silent in an instant, and everyone turned their eyes to the huge monk in the sky.

What's going on? How can there be such a big monk in heaven and earth? Is this the manifestation of God and Buddha?

Ignoring everyone's horrified gazes, the monk raised the wine gourd in his hand and drank bitterly, and those standing below could clearly see the drips of wine flowing down the thick beard.

"Ha!" the monk finished drinking, shouted, and threw the wine gourd to the ground, accompanied by the thick aroma of wine, a loud sound echoed in the heavens and the earth.

The aroma of wine spread, the loud noise echoed, and countless Ming Sect troops did not have time to resist, so they mixed to the ground. Even Song Qingshu faintly felt dizzy.

Yang Xiao only felt a violent lethargy in his brain, and he was horrified, he pulled out a sharp blade and stabbed it fiercely in his arm, with the help of the stimulation of blood, his mind was awakened for a short time, looking at the disappearing figure in the sky, and said in disbelief: "This is, this is, Peak Grandmaster!"

Song Qingshu only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and when he looked at the three thousand Ming Sect Sect Army who were all asleep on the ground, a trace of great fear appeared in his heart, what kind of person is this? What kind of strength is this? Is this the amount of strength that a person should have?

After coming to this world, although he has practiced martial arts, as far as he is concerned, he does not take martial arts too seriously. In his opinion, martial arts can be dominant in this period only because the power of science and technology has not yet been shown.

Once the development of science and technology is on the right track, martial arts will quickly decline. This has been proven by the history of later generations. But he never thought that martial arts could have such a powerful force and stun thousands of people with one blow! Song Qingshu had no doubt that if someone wanted to, he could even kill these three thousand righteous troops with one blow!

Is this still martial arts? This has completely reached the realm of gods, right? Is this the grandmaster? Song Qingshu thought silently in his heart. He finally knew what the Tao was like and what people would call the grandmaster a fairy and what would call the grandmaster a martial arts myth. For they themselves are gods who walk among men.

Song Qingshu sighed lightly, looked up, and suddenly found that in addition to himself, there was also a person standing on this battlefield, and this person was fleeing into the distance. Yang Xiao! Who else is there besides this Mingjiao Bright Left Envoy!

"Yang Xiaoxiu is leaving, leave me with my life!" Song Qingshu shouted loudly and drove his horse to chase after him.

As he said, there are always some irreconcilable contradictions in this world, he and Yang Xiao have reached this point today, it doesn't matter whether they are right or wrong, they must be endless, there is an opportunity today, how can I let him go!