Time passed slowly, and Song Qingshu's heart began to become anxious. The situation is becoming more and more critical for him.

Bai Yun also led him around the enemy camp, but the range was getting smaller and smaller. Every breakthrough takes ten times and a hundred times the strength of the previous one. He had a hunch that he would soon be completely controlled.

He has already controlled the artistic conception around his body, only affecting the dozen or so people around him, and reducing consumption as much as possible. But the internal force is still slowly drying up, there is no way, the artistic conception is too consuming true qi.

"What should I do? Could it be that I, Song Qingshu, am destined to be defeated here?" Song Qingshu roared in his heart.

"Huh!" The three spears stabbed behind themselves, Song Qingshu's eyes were cold, and a few sparks shot out in the artistic conception, which entered the minds of the three soldiers in the rear, and the three soldiers let out a miserable scream, and the spears in their hands froze, slowing down by a few points.

Song Qingshu's spear stabbed sharply, killing the two people in front of him, and with a stroke of his back, the spear flashed between the throats of the three soldiers, and the screams stopped abruptly, and the three corpses fell to the ground. The whole action is flowing like a cloud, full of killing beauty.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, the action just now seemed to be an understatement, and the clouds were light and light, but he himself knew that his internal strength had consumed a few points, if he didn't make a decision, he was afraid that he would really not be able to leave!

Actually, it is not difficult for Song Qingshu to go. Although the camp of the rebel army is becoming more and more tight, the cooperation is becoming more and more tacit. But to block the unparalleled white clouds of the gods, it is still a little hot. Song Qingshu wanted to rush out of here alone, without much effort.

But this time, Li Shanchang's matter can be regarded as a complete failure! After working hard for so long, how can he be willing to fail at the last moment of this success?

Of course, more importantly, the failure of this matter does not only mean that he has lost a top talent. It will also deal a fatal blow to his confidence, and even make it difficult for his Jiuyang Divine Skill to improve!

In the matter of Li Shanchang, it was the first time that Song Qingshu acted against the sky, if it ended up like this, Song Qingshu was not sure if he would have the courage to resist the way of heaven in the future.

The mystery of Jiuyang Shengong is to be brave and diligent, and I am invincible. But this first requires that the cultivator have an almost blind confidence in himself.

Only with this absolute self-confidence can we surpass ourselves, break the limits, and finally achieve detachment!

If you lose confidence and courage, how can you still improve?

What to do? or not to go?

Go, the price paid is so great that he can barely afford it!

If he doesn't leave, what he will leave behind is likely to be his life!

For a while, Song Qingshu was in a dilemma and couldn't choose!

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As time passed, Song Qingshu's situation became more and more crisis. A smile leaked from the corner of Yang Xiao's mouth, and an excited look crossed his eyes.

As a hidden realm master with the same strength as Song Qingshu, Yang Xiao knew very well that even a master like them, once they were dominated by thousands of soldiers and horses, there was only one way to die.

Although Song Qingshu was strong, he was unable to recover in the face of the siege of 3,000 soldiers and horses. This is also the reason why he must Zhu Yuanzhang transfer 3,000 soldiers and horses. Only by reaching this number can we be sure that nothing goes wrong.

Of course, he still had some mistakes, he didn't expect that Song Qingshu was not only a hidden master, but also a battlefield general! Although he was hit hard by Song Qingshu's shot, he still didn't expect that Song Qingshu's battlefield martial arts would be so strong.

Especially the white horse with the divine steed under the crotch, in this Ming Doctrine Army, it is simply devastating and unstoppable. At the beginning, he was still taken aback, thinking that Song Qingshu would leave.

You must know that with the strength shown by Song Qingshu, if you want to leave, it will be effortless! However, at this time, there is no point anymore, ants bite elephants to death, and tigers are also afraid of wolves! After such a long time of fighting, Yang Xiao knew that Song Qingshu was already at the end of his crossbow.

Although I don't know why he has been refusing to leave, Yang Xiao doesn't bother to care about the reason, at this time, as long as there is a stick of incense, as long as he delays the time of a stick of incense here, it will never be possible to leave here!

The panicked red sun has begun to show its decline, and the sparks seem to be weak. Song Qingshu felt that his arm was becoming weaker and weaker, and the internal force in the thirty-six acupuncture points was also beginning to be close to exhaustion.

"If you really can't do it, you can come to the mental space, my Nine Shadows artistic conception is no worse than your Red Sun artistic conception, you will have the Yang family gun, let me come, it is enough for us to kill the Lu." Qianchen said lightly.

Yes, Qianchen, this is Song Qingshu's most stubborn hole card, and it is also the reason why he has not left. The former achievements of the Nine Shades artistic conception are no worse than Song Qingshu's strength.

At the critical moment, the two exchanged consciousness, and Song Qingshu could be resurrected in an instant! However, Song Qingshu didn't want to do this.

The reason why a strong person is a strong man is because he has a tempered state of mind, and he uses the crisis between life and death to sharpen his own strong heart, which is a strong man. Tianxingjian, a gentleman with self-improvement! A strong man can only be strong if he is self-reliant!

If he relies on the past to survive the crisis this time, he will have a support in his heart, and every time he faces danger in the future, he will think of the past, and it will be difficult to sharpen himself with a crisis that is tied to life and death.

Time flies, the time of a stick of incense passes quickly, the Ming Sect Army has been surrounded, Song Qingshu is trapped in a narrow range, the internal force is exhausted, and it is difficult to break through, at this time he is already dead!

"Ha Lu Ha, cast into the place of death and then survive, fall into the place of death and then live. Come on, if you don't break through, let me die here!"

At this time, he no longer thought about the breakout, nor did he think about the past, nor did he think about Li Shanchang, he made his head empty and put all his spirit into the current battle.

Wholeheartedly and wholeheartedly looking for a breakthrough in martial arts, as he said, if you don't break through, let me die here!

His internal strength is close to exhaustion, but his marksmanship is becoming more and more sophisticated, and there is no trace of a single move. The red sun in the artistic conception is close to dying, and it takes half a day to release a spark, but this fire is more pure and clearer!

It's just that all this can't be stopped, the fate of his defeat, the encirclement of the Ming Sect Army is getting tighter and tighter, and Song Qingshu's range of tossing and turning is close to disappearing.

"Hehe, isn't it still okay after all? Qianchen, it seems that it still depends on you after all. Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said with difficulty.

"Hehe, what's this, in fact, you think about it, you and I are in one body, we are one, why bother to divide it so clearly. Qianchen said with a smile.

Song Qingshu began to retreat his consciousness, and Qianchen began to slowly take over various parts of his body. At this moment, a voice that resounded through the world suddenly came.

Among them, the fire is fierce, scorching, exploding, pure, mad, fierce, sharp, tearing, and horizontal! Among them, the fire is fierce, scorching, exploding, pure, and the wind is mad, fierce, sharp, and tearing, you have the 'pure' word of fire, how can you not get the 'sharp' word of the wind!"