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Chapter 192: Gu Qing lost

"Qingshu, look at who of them will win!" In the stands, looking at Song Qingshu who was concentrated, Mo Shenggu rolled his eyes and asked.

"One of them is the 'Nine Palaces Serial Sword', and the other is the 'Serial Killing Sword Technique', all of which are won by degree, as for who wins in the end, it depends on whose degree is faster. Song Qingshu said without blinking.

"I'm asking who will win, not you and the mud, everyone knows who is fast, who wins. Mo Shenggu said through gritted teeth.

"Who knows, things on the battlefield are changing rapidly, and 'plans can never catch up with changes', maybe one moment they will have the upper hand, and the next moment they will be in a different place. Song Qingshu shook his head, but he felt a lot about it, after all, this was the case several times he encountered, and it could be said that he had a deep understanding.

"Let's make a bet. Mo Shenggu said.

"Bet?" Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted and said, "Okay, what are you betting on?"

Hearing Song Qingshu's agreement, Mo Shenggu's interest increased greatly, "If I lose, I will owe you one thing, as you command, go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, there is no other word." ”

"Oh, what if I lose?" Song Qingshu asked with interest. Hearing Mo Shenggu say such a bet, Song Qingshu knew that he was 'a drunkard who didn't mean to drink'.

"If you lose, I don't want you to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, as long as you give me ten or twenty jars of snake gall wine. Mo Shenggu said.

"Hehe, I said, why did you bet with me, it turned out that you went for my snake gall wine. Song Qingshu shook his head with a smile and said, "You think snake gall wine is Chinese cabbage, and you can have ten or twenty jars at random." ”

"There are no ten altars or twenty altars. It's okay to have seven altars and eight altars. Mo Shenggu smiled with a smile on his face.

"I'm really convinced. Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "That snake gall wine is only a little helpful for the early stage of cultivation, not to mention the second-rate master, even the third-rate master has no effect in the later stage, let alone for you." ”

"I'm not here to drink it myself. Mo Shenggu muttered.

"Don't you drink it yourself?" Song Qingshu was surprised. Then he saw the stone behind Mo Shenggu, and suddenly realized, "You want to give the stone a drink." ”

"Yes, exactly. Mo Shenggu pulled the stone in front of him, touched his head and said, "The disciples of the senior brothers are already third-rate masters. Even your kid's disciples are about to enter the third rate, and only I am late to accept apprentices, so I have to catch up. ”

"Sound valley, desire is not reached. Song Yuanqiao frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Seventh Senior Brother. The stone is still small, and the entry is late, and you will ruin him if you are in such a hurry. Zhang Songxi also said.

"I know, but I don't say that, how can I get snake gall wine from this kid Song Qingshu. Mo Shenggu smiled awkwardly.

Listening to Mo Shenggu's words, Song Qingshu shook his head with a smile and said, "Okay." Uncle Seven, you don't have to be like this, you don't have to fight this bet, the stone is also my watch, wait a minute, you come and get a few altars, it will be a little meeting gift for me, the senior brother. ”

"So very good, so very good. Hearing Song Qingshu's relief, Mo Shenggu couldn't help but smile. Everyone shook their heads.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

In the stands, a series of stunning sword lights swept by. It is as if the rocks pierce the air, the waves crash on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up. The disciples in the audience were all dazzled and amazed. Even the people on the observation deck nodded to this.

Bite!

Feng Yang once again perfectly sealed Gu Qing's lightning-fast sword, and then the sword light flashed. With a surging momentum of white waves, he stabbed back.

Seeing this, Gu Qing also turned his sword light, and the two swords touched dozens of times in the blink of an eye, and the sword pointed directly at the wind and raised the sword body.

Gu Qing wanted to rely on his stronger internal force to suppress people with momentum, and he was exhausted alive.

Suddenly, the big beads and small beads fell like a jade plate, and Feng Yang was forced to retreat to relieve the pressure on the sword, but he was also in danger, and always maintained a huge wave that swept the world.

"Oops, Gu Qing lost. In the stands, Yu Daiyan shook his head and said.

"Senior brother, it's too early to draw conclusions, and we can't make a conclusion until the last moment. Yin Liting shook his head and said.

"Okay, you two don't have to argue, it's all in vain. Yu Lianzhou said with a smile, then turned his head to Song Qingshu and said, "The previous battle between Ma Yue and Lu Ping was evaluated by Qingshu, how about you take a look at this one again?"

Looking at everyone's interested eyes, Song Qingshu shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Second Senior Uncle, you are roasting me on the fire." ”

After a pause, Song Qingshu said, "Third Senior Uncle is right, Senior Brother Gu Qing did lose. ”

"Oh, why is that?" Yin Liting asked.

"First of all, the two junior brothers are third-rate masters, and their skills are almost the same, Senior Brother Gu Qing wants to rely on his slightly stronger internal strength to overwhelm people, which is wrong in itself, and in the end, I am afraid that he will end up with a lose-lose ending. ”

After listening to Song Qingshu's analysis, everyone nodded with deep sympathy, indeed, they are all third-rate masters, although Gu Qing broke through earlier, but there is not much gap, this step chosen by Gu Qing is indeed a wrong decision.

"Then there is the swordsmanship performed by Senior Brother Gu Qing. Song Qingshu continued, "As the name suggests, 'Serial Killing Sword Technique', in addition to being fast, it also requires the person who makes the sword to have a ruthless heart. Looking at Senior Brother Gu Qing again, maybe it is because of the same skill competition, there is not the slightest killing intent in the swordsmanship. ”

"On the other hand, Senior Brother Feng Yang, the 'Nine Palace Serial Sword' cast, even if Senior Brother Gu Qing contained it in many ways, it did not let its sword momentum decay, but it was more like an accumulation, waiting for the moment when the volcano erupted to destroy the world. ”

Sure enough, not long after Song Qingshu finished speaking, Gu Qing lost too much internal force because of the long-term attack, and his swordsmanship was suddenly exposed.

And Feng Yang is eyes flashed, the originally suppressed swordsmanship, as if a typhoon hit, swept up thousands of huge waves, ninety-nine eighty-one 'Nine Palace Serial Sword' launched a counterattack in an instant, that momentum, a sword is faster than a sword, a wave is higher than a wave, with the power of destroying the withering and decaying Gu Qing's long sword flying.

"Ding!"

Gu Qing's long sword flew upside down on the ground, shaking constantly, and the sword of Feng Yang was already on Gu Qing's neck, as long as it was so lightly waved, it was like a spring of blood.

"I lost. Gu Qing had mixed tastes and said with a complicated face.

"Senior brother agreed. Feng Yang clenched his fists and said solemnly. He knew that he had won a bit of a fluke, although he didn't know why, but he always had an intuition to tell him that Gu Qing had not fully displayed his strength.