"This bastard, brothers, kill him to avenge the big boss!" finally a guy who seemed to be the second boss shouted.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, with a light tap on his toes, Song Qingshu soared into the air on Bai Yun's body, a flash of blue light appeared, and the first style of Wudang swordsmanship, "Thorn Tiger Slashing Jiao", struck out!

Wudang swordsmanship 12 ways, "stabbing the tiger and cutting the Jiao", "descending the dragon and eliminating the monster", "butterfly through the flowers", "the sun through the rainbow", "the tiger jumping the mountain", "welcoming the door to offer the sword", "Mount Tai pressing the top", "the green dragon swinging tail", "the white snake spit letters", "even stretching three yuan", "dead tree roots", "eight-sided exquisite".

This is the lowest level of swordsmanship of the Wudang School, but it is also the most elite swordsmanship. Just like Shaolin's Luohan boxing, although it is only Shaolin's introductory boxing method, it has been tempered by countless masters for thousands of years, and has been forged without flaws.

Back then, Zhang Sanfeng, in front of Shaolin, relied on Luohan Boxing to fight against the Kunlun Three Sages He Zudao. He Zudao, who defeated the monks of Shaolin Temple, returned in front of him.

Song Qingshu could have cultivated a more advanced martial art before going down the mountain, but in his opinion, Bo is not as good as fine, if he can cultivate the Twelve Paths Wudang Sword Technique to the peak, it may not be inferior to other divine skills.

On the contrary, if you don't learn the essence and only know the skin, let alone these martial arts now, even if you learn Taijiquan and Taiji Sword in the future, what is the use?

"Hah!" the second master was also unambiguous, brandishing a machete to meet him. "Ping Pong" The two fought together, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen rounds, there was no winner or loser!

Song Qingshu frowned slightly, he knew that he had underestimated this Jianghu, and it made sense for Song Yuanqiao to ask him to cultivate to the sixth layer of Pure Yang Wuji Gong and then go down the mountain.

Martial arts masters can be roughly divided into three levels, third-rate masters, second-rate masters, and first-class masters.

Third-rate masters are ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, they are mainly reflected in their physical strength, and some of them have a little internal skills, or they are soldiers in the army can be called third-rate masters.

Second-rate masters are also known as acquired masters, and an important feature is that they can release their true qi. For example, Song Qingshu can be regarded as a second-rate master now, and a second-rate master in the rivers and lakes can also be regarded as a hero, the head of some small sects, and the inner disciples of the major sect are all at this level.

First-class masters are admired congenital masters, such as the three gods and monks of Shaolin, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi of Wudang, the extermination master of Emei, the heads of the six major factions, Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, the four great Dharma kings, etc. are all first-class masters.

Theoretically, there is a kind of grandmaster master above the first-class master, just like Zhang Sanfeng and others, but these people are generally hidden, and they rarely ask about the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes.

Although Song Qingshu can be called a second-rate master, he has just pulled the edge of a second-rate master. Because he just has the ability to release his true qi, in fact, even if he is a second-rate master, the gap is quite large. For example, Zhang Cuishan, who is at the peak of a second-rate master, can release his true qi up to ten meters away. But his true qi is only about one meter away.

Song Qingshu originally thought that he could be regarded as a second-rate master in the rivers and lakes, but what he didn't expect was that he casually met a second-rate master of a mountain thief in this poor and remote place! Alas, it seems that the second-rate master in this world is becoming less and less valuable.

At this moment, Song Qingshu was extremely glad that he came up and hung up the sad thief boss alone. Otherwise, God knows if he will be able to escape under the attack of two second-rate masters! As for the killing, he doesn't have this dream at all!

"Ping Pong" is more than a dozen rounds in a flash, Song Qingshu 12 Wudang swordsmanship is used in turn, he has cultivated this set of swordsmanship to the realm of entering the room, each move is arbitrarily combined, unpredictable, and infinitely powerful. At the same time, the second boss did not admit much, and a machete was used like a raging storm, invulnerable, and water could not be splashed.

"Hmph, hey!" Song Qingshu was fighting with the second master, when suddenly a big knife came from behind, but many minions saw that the two of them were evenly matched in martial arts, and they came over to help.

Song Qingshu's face tightened, knowing that this was a critical moment, and a second-in-command was already not willing to compete with him, plus there were many minions, where would there be a chance to win? At the moment, he was on tiptoe and jumped five or six feet into the air, which was the "Cloud Ladder Vertical" of Wudang's light skills.

The body slowly fell on the second master, the right palm stretched out, drawing a mysterious pattern in the air, and a spell was recited in the mouth, and the luck on the top of the head was eliminated in an instant. The second master was turning around to meet Song Qingshu, but for some reason, as if the will of heaven was destined in the dark, he stumbled under his feet, and his body involuntarily hit the tip of Song Qingshu's sword.

It was incomparably quiet, as if time had been frozen, and the entire battlefield was silent in an instant. All the minions stopped, and watched in amazement as Song Qingshu slowly pulled the long sword out of the second master's body.

What's going on, how did the second boss die? Didn't they fight just now? All the minions were spinning this thought in their heads?

I can't blame everyone for being confused, it's really too fucked up, at such a critical moment, the second master actually tripped over a stone and sent himself to the other party's sword! Is there anything more tragic than this in the world?

"Run!" With a shout, many minions dispersed in a hurry. How can you not have the luck of sending it to the door, these thieves have been evil for a long time, and there is no good class, and they are absolutely safe to kill!

"Puff puff!" Streams of blood poured out, and the thieves fell one by one, and in Song Qingshu's eyes, he could clearly see a trace of white air flowing from these fallen bandits, and they all merged into his own pillar of luck. Without a trace of blending, his red pillar of luck grew at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

The thieves watched Song Qingshu kill one thief after another like chopping melons and vegetables, and suddenly their souls were in danger, knowing that one step behind at this time was definitely a lifeless situation, and they only hated their father and mother for having two legs, and they flew towards the woods.

Song Qingshu was only one person in the end, and he was not as familiar with the terrain as the bandits, and after killing more than ten people, he found that the bandits had disappeared. I had to reluctantly stop.

After careful calculation, kill the big thief master to plunder five points of luck, kill the second master to plunder five points of luck, kill eighteen ordinary bandits, one point each, and eighteen points of plunder luck. Plunder a total of 28 points of luck! Then use your luck to kill the second master, consuming 20 points, which is equivalent to a surplus of 8 points of luck!

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, he was busy killing twenty people for a long time to get eight points of luck, although these were all damned people, he would not refute that the main reason why he wanted to kill them was to plunder luck. If not, although the first evil will be eliminated, he will not kill these little minions. After all, God has the virtue of a good life, and he has to forgive and forgive people.

"Rub it! Killing an ordinary person to give a little luck is not as much as a scalper, how many people do you have to kill to break through the orange life grid? If you want to achieve the red supreme life grid, do you have to destroy this world by yourself? It seems that the Heavenly Fortune Stone is the rhythm of wanting me to be a killer demon king!" Song Qingshu scolded one after another.