Chapter 2498
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It turned out that Sandu saw two people shake a move. Although they can't see who is in the dominant position, the consumption is almost the same. At this time, it should be the time when the old force is old and the new force is not born, so they keenly grasped the gap of this moment.
Of course, they don't think that they can defeat a great master at this time, but they give the floor sweeping monk enough time to rest, but song Qingshu can't get time to recover. With the change of time, the balance of victory will gradually tilt towards them.
The three long ropes are dark and have no light. When they dance, they can't see any shadow. The three long ropes seem to be slow and urgent, but there is no wind. It's obvious that their internal force has become more and more powerful.
Du Er's black rope turned into a straight blade, such as a spear, such as a stick, stabbing at him. At the same time, Du Ranan's two black ropes also came from behind to entangle him for a moment.
"Brother song, be careful!" The Yellow shirted woman also waved her long whip and rolled two black ropes with the white Python whip method, at least to help disperse the pressure.
Fu Yaohong's figure flashed, and she had stopped her whip. Tianshan TongLao hesitated for a moment, but did not move.
Song Qingshu, in the center of Vajra's demon subduing circle, with a wave of his left hand, intertwined with each other the long whip to overcome the calamity and difficulty, and counteracted each other;
They have been immersed in the Vajra demon subduing circle for decades. All the former leaders of Kunlun sect have died here. Even Zhang Wuji, the former leader of the demon sect, is trapped in it and can't get rid of it. How can they expect that the other party can defuse their attack so easily now.
But what made them stare was another thing. Song Qingshu slowly stretched out his right finger and gently clamped the black rope, which was enough to open the stone tablet.
Du Er on one side was not surprised but happy. His wrist trembled, and an overwhelming force of internal force hit his chest. The long whip weapons have a great advantage, that is, they can multiply your power. The more you reach the end of the whip, the stronger the power you can wave.
As a great master, his accomplishments are higher than his, but if his internal power is magnified ten times, is he still higher than him?
He even had the confidence to let his ribs break and his five internal organs break. The other side is a great master, so it won't be like this, but the broken finger bone should still be OK.
At this time, the floor sweeping monk quickly reminded: "be careful!"
Du Er was stunned. He didn't understand why the sweeping monk would remind song Qingshu to be careful. Is it because he cherishes talent? But now the two sides stand on the opposite side, the benevolence of women is not good.
At this time, song Qingshu snorted coldly, holding the whip slightly and shaking his wrist, and a bigger wave moved backward along the black rope.
Du Er's wrists shake out the waves and meet them as if ice and snow meet a volcano. They disappear in an instant. In his great horror, it's too late for him to release the whip.
A terrible internal force directly hit his chest, and Du Er puffed blood. At that moment, he knew that he had broken seven or eight ribs, and even suffered a lot of injuries to his internal organs.
"Elder martial brother!"
Du Nan Du Jie and du e have been practicing Zen for decades in the back mountain of Shaolin. In order to practice the Vajra demon subduing circle, they are even more interlinked. Even their brothers can't match their feelings.
Seeing that Du Er was so miserable, they were both surprised and angry. With a shake of their wrists, they untied the tangled black rope. One went to song Qingshu's spine, and the other swept to his waist.
Song Qingshu's face was cold, and countless sword Qi suddenly gathered in the air. Two powerful black ropes were cut into several pieces.
The rest of the sword Qi continued to shoot at their right hands. The Vajra demon subduing circle is called demon subduing, but the three of them had already unconsciously entered the evil way. At the lion slaughtering conference, they didn't know how many other masters died under their black rope. Even the leader of Kunlun sect was beaten to death by them.
They are ruthless and merciless, without the compassion of Buddhist monks. In these two moves, whether they hit the spine or the waist, a normal person will be paralyzed in the lower body even if he is lucky to save his life, so he is no longer tolerant.
The cultivation of crossing the calamity and difficulty is inferior to that of crossing the calamity. In the face of the fierce sword Qi, it can't react at all.
Before the sword Qi reached their bodies, they felt a tingling sensation on their skin. There was only one thought in their mind: "my life is over!"
Just then, a gray shadow stood in front of them, and his hands formed an invisible Qi force to melt the sword Qi. However, his body still shook, and his face was a little whiter than just now.
Song Qingshu didn't do it again, but looked at the gray shadow. His expression was a little complicated: "originally, you could recover after a few days' rest. Now, I'm afraid you can't recover in a short time."
"Amitabha!" The floor sweeping monk sighed, "after all, I brought them out of Shaolin. I can't watch them die in a foreign land."
Song Qingshu said faintly: "you should know the situation just now. I've been merciful all the time. On the contrary, their moves are more and more fierce one by one, so I'm going to give up one of their hands and let them participate in Zen Buddhism."
"Thank you for your kindness." The sweeping monk nodded, "if you hadn't been merciful, he would have been killed on the spot."
When they heard the conversation, the people around them were shocked and embarrassed. It turned out that the other side was merciful at the beginning.
But what's more shocking is another thing. Just now, the floor sweeping monk and song Qingshu had a fight. Listen to what they said, the floor sweeping monk failed. How could it be?
It is well known that the sweeping monk is as famous as Wudang immortal Zhang in the world. No matter how evil he is, song Qingshu can be as good as him at most.
Even though song Qingshu has become a great master these years, no matter how powerful he is, he will be a little more powerful than the sweeping monk. Why did he win so quickly?
Song Qingshu and the floor sweeping monk both know that it's not so easy for them to decide whether to win or lose in a normal fight. But just now, the floor sweeping monk noticed that the other side was injured and decided to fight quickly. As soon as they met each other, they would fight each other with their own unique skills.
But he didn't expect that song Qingshu's sword spirit was so fierce today. He suffered a big loss under the pressure. Later, in order to save his life, he was even more seriously injured.
At this time, Huang shannu has already given up the fight with Fu Yao. Compared with Fu Yaohong's loss, she is looking at the figure excitedly. Which girl in the world doesn't want her lover to be an invincible hero?
Tianshan Tong granny looks complicated. She thinks that this guy has made great progress. Last time they separated, he was not so good. How did he do it? She couldn't help asking each other.
At this time, the floor sweeping monk was injured, and Sandu had no power to fight any more. Only Fu Yaohong and Tianshan TongLao were left. However, both of them had some friendship with song Qingshu, and they fell into silence for a moment.
"Take her with you." It was Tian Shan's mother who took the lead in talking. She knew that her group of people could not stop each other at all. She might as well be a good friend. Anyway, the prince had already lost his breath. She was just a woman in a yellow shirt, which had no influence on the overall situation.
But song Qingshu shook his head: "I came to the Palace this time mainly to see Brother Guo. I want to ask him something."
Fu Yaohong frowned and said, "son song, although you are good at martial arts, you may not be able to win with us and the experts in the imperial palace."
The restoration of the great Zhou Dynasty is the efforts of several generations. Now it is not easy for the descendants of emperor ruiwu to ascend the throne of God again. No one can destroy it, no matter how strong he is.
Hearing her words, the guards and the army nearby drew out their waist knives one after another and drew their long bows. The situation was imminent.
At this time, Guo Jing's voice came from the palace: "aunt, let him in."
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It turned out that Sandu saw two people shake a move. Although they can't see who is in the dominant position, the consumption is almost the same. At this time, it should be the time when the old force is old and the new force is not born, so they keenly grasped the gap of this moment.
Of course, they don't think that they can defeat a great master at this time, but they give the floor sweeping monk enough time to rest, but song Qingshu can't get time to recover. With the change of time, the balance of victory will gradually tilt towards them.
The three long ropes are dark and have no light. When they dance, they can't see any shadow. The three long ropes seem to be slow and urgent, but there is no wind. It's obvious that their internal force has become more and more powerful.
Du Er's black rope turned into a straight blade, such as a spear, such as a stick, stabbing at him. At the same time, Du Ranan's two black ropes also came from behind to entangle him for a moment.
"Brother song, be careful!" The Yellow shirted woman also waved her long whip and rolled two black ropes with the white Python whip method, at least to help disperse the pressure.
Fu Yaohong's figure flashed, and she had stopped her whip. Tianshan TongLao hesitated for a moment, but did not move.
Song Qingshu, in the center of Vajra's demon subduing circle, with a wave of his left hand, intertwined with each other the long whip to overcome the calamity and difficulty, and counteracted each other;
They have been immersed in the Vajra demon subduing circle for decades. All the former leaders of Kunlun sect have died here. Even Zhang Wuji, the former leader of the demon sect, is trapped in it and can't get rid of it. How can they expect that the other party can defuse their attack so easily now.
But what made them stare was another thing. Song Qingshu slowly stretched out his right finger and gently clamped the black rope, which was enough to open the stone tablet.
Du Er on one side was not surprised but happy. His wrist trembled, and an overwhelming force of internal force hit his chest. The long whip weapons have a great advantage, that is, they can multiply your power. The more you reach the end of the whip, the stronger the power you can wave.
As a great master, his accomplishments are higher than his, but if his internal power is magnified ten times, is he still higher than him?
He even had the confidence to let his ribs break and his five internal organs break. The other side is a great master, so it won't be like this, but the broken finger bone should still be OK.
At this time, the floor sweeping monk quickly reminded: "be careful!"
Du Er was stunned. He didn't understand why the sweeping monk would remind song Qingshu to be careful. Is it because he cherishes talent? But now the two sides stand on the opposite side, the benevolence of women is not good.
At this time, song Qingshu snorted coldly, holding the whip slightly and shaking his wrist, and a bigger wave moved backward along the black rope.
Du Er's wrists shake out the waves and meet them as if ice and snow meet a volcano. They disappear in an instant. In his great horror, it's too late for him to release the whip.
A terrible internal force directly hit his chest, and Du Er puffed blood. At that moment, he knew that he had broken seven or eight ribs, and even suffered a lot of injuries to his internal organs.
"Elder martial brother!"
Du Nan Du Jie and du e have been practicing Zen for decades in the back mountain of Shaolin. In order to practice the Vajra demon subduing circle, they are even more interlinked. Even their brothers can't match their feelings.
Seeing that Du Er was so miserable, they were both surprised and angry. With a shake of their wrists, they untied the tangled black rope. One went to song Qingshu's spine, and the other swept to his waist.
Song Qingshu's face was cold, and countless sword Qi suddenly gathered in the air. Two powerful black ropes were cut into several pieces.
The rest of the sword Qi continued to shoot at their right hands. The Vajra demon subduing circle is called demon subduing, but the three of them had already unconsciously entered the evil way. At the lion slaughtering conference, they didn't know how many other masters died under their black rope. Even the leader of Kunlun sect was beaten to death by them.
They are ruthless and merciless, without the compassion of Buddhist monks. In these two moves, whether they hit the spine or the waist, a normal person will be paralyzed in the lower body even if he is lucky to save his life, so he is no longer tolerant.
The cultivation of crossing the calamity and difficulty is inferior to that of crossing the calamity. In the face of the fierce sword Qi, it can't react at all.
Before the sword Qi reached their bodies, they felt a tingling sensation on their skin. There was only one thought in their mind: "my life is over!"
Just then, a gray shadow stood in front of them, and his hands formed an invisible Qi force to melt the sword Qi. However, his body still shook, and his face was a little whiter than just now.
Song Qingshu didn't do it again, but looked at the gray shadow. His expression was a little complicated: "originally, you could recover after a few days' rest. Now, I'm afraid you can't recover in a short time."
"Amitabha!" The floor sweeping monk sighed, "after all, I brought them out of Shaolin. I can't watch them die in a foreign land."
Song Qingshu said faintly: "you should know the situation just now. I've been merciful all the time. On the contrary, their moves are more and more fierce one by one, so I'm going to give up one of their hands and let them participate in Zen Buddhism."
"Thank you for your kindness." The sweeping monk nodded, "if you hadn't been merciful, he would have been killed on the spot."
When they heard the conversation, the people around them were shocked and embarrassed. It turned out that the other side was merciful at the beginning.
But what's more shocking is another thing. Just now, the floor sweeping monk and song Qingshu had a fight. Listen to what they said, the floor sweeping monk failed. How could it be?
It is well known that the sweeping monk is as famous as Wudang immortal Zhang in the world. No matter how evil he is, song Qingshu can be as good as him at most.
Even though song Qingshu has become a great master these years, no matter how powerful he is, he will be a little more powerful than the sweeping monk. Why did he win so quickly?
Song Qingshu and the floor sweeping monk both know that it's not so easy for them to decide whether to win or lose in a normal fight. But just now, the floor sweeping monk noticed that the other side was injured and decided to fight quickly. As soon as they met each other, they would fight each other with their own unique skills.
But he didn't expect that song Qingshu's sword spirit was so fierce today. He suffered a big loss under the pressure. Later, in order to save his life, he was even more seriously injured.
At this time, Huang shannu has already given up the fight with Fu Yao. Compared with Fu Yaohong's loss, she is looking at the figure excitedly. Which girl in the world doesn't want her lover to be an invincible hero?
Tianshan Tong granny looks complicated. She thinks that this guy has made great progress. Last time they separated, he was not so good. How did he do it? She couldn't help asking each other.
At this time, the floor sweeping monk was injured, and Sandu had no power to fight any more. Only Fu Yaohong and Tianshan TongLao were left. However, both of them had some friendship with song Qingshu, and they fell into silence for a moment.
"Take her with you." It was Tian Shan's mother who took the lead in talking. She knew that her group of people could not stop each other at all. She might as well be a good friend. Anyway, the prince had already lost his breath. She was just a woman in a yellow shirt, which had no influence on the overall situation.
But song Qingshu shook his head: "I came to the Palace this time mainly to see Brother Guo. I want to ask him something."
Fu Yaohong frowned and said, "son song, although you are good at martial arts, you may not be able to win with us and the experts in the imperial palace."
The restoration of the great Zhou Dynasty is the efforts of several generations. Now it is not easy for the descendants of emperor ruiwu to ascend the throne of God again. No one can destroy it, no matter how strong he is.
Hearing her words, the guards and the army nearby drew out their waist knives one after another and drew their long bows. The situation was imminent.
At this time, Guo Jing's voice came from the palace: "aunt, let him in."
It turned out that Sandu saw two people shake a move. Although they can't see who is in the dominant position, the consumption is almost the same. At this time, it should be the time when the old force is old and the new force is not born, so they keenly grasped the gap of this moment.Of course, they don't think that they can defeat a great master at this time, but they give the floor sweeping monk enough time to rest, but song Qingshu can't get time to recover. With the change of time, the balance of victory will gradually tilt towards them.The three long ropes are dark and have no light. When they dance, they can't see any shadow. The three long ropes seem to be slow and urgent, but there is no wind. It's obvious that their internal force has become more and more powerful.Du Er's black rope turned into a straight blade, such as a spear, such as a stick, stabbing at him. At the same time, Du Ranan's two black ropes also came from behind to entangle him for a moment."Brother song, be careful!" The Yellow shirted woman also waved her long whip and rolled two black ropes with the white Python whip method, at least to help disperse the pressure.Fu Yaohong's figure flashed, and she had stopped her whip. Tianshan TongLao hesitated for a moment, but did not move.Song Qingshu, in the center of Vajra's demon subduing circle, with a wave of his left hand, intertwined with each other the long whip to overcome the calamity and difficulty, and counteracted each other;They have been immersed in the Vajra demon subduing circle for decades. All the former leaders of Kunlun sect have died here. Even Zhang Wuji, the former leader of the demon sect, is trapped in it and can't get rid of it. How can they expect that the other party can defuse their attack so easily now.But what made them stare was another thing. Song Qingshu slowly stretched out his right finger and gently clamped the black rope, which was enough to open the stone tablet.Du Er on one side was not surprised but happy. His wrist trembled, and an overwhelming force of internal force hit his chest. The long whip weapons have a great advantage, that is, they can multiply your power. The more you reach the end of the whip, the stronger the power you can wave.As a great master, his accomplishments are higher than his, but if his internal power is magnified ten times, is he still higher than him?He even had the confidence to let his ribs break and his five internal organs break. The other side is a great master, so it won't be like this, but the broken finger bone should still be OK.At this time, the floor sweeping monk quickly reminded: "be careful!"Du Er was stunned. He didn't understand why the sweeping monk would remind song Qingshu to be careful. Is it because he cherishes talent? But now the two sides stand on the opposite side, the benevolence of women is not good.At this time, song Qingshu snorted coldly, holding the whip slightly and shaking his wrist, and a bigger wave moved backward along the black rope.Du Er's wrists shake out the waves and meet them as if ice and snow meet a volcano. They disappear in an instant. In his great horror, it's too late for him to release the whip.A terrible internal force directly hit his chest, and Du Er puffed blood. At that moment, he knew that he had broken seven or eight ribs, and even suffered a lot of injuries to his internal organs."Elder martial brother!"Du Nan Du Jie and du e have been practicing Zen for decades in the back mountain of Shaolin. In order to practice the Vajra demon subduing circle, they are even more interlinked. Even their brothers can't match their feelings.Seeing that Du Er was so miserable, they were both surprised and angry. With a shake of their wrists, they untied the tangled black rope. One went to song Qingshu's spine, and the other swept to his waist.Song Qingshu's face was cold, and countless sword Qi suddenly gathered in the air. Two powerful black ropes were cut into several pieces.The rest of the sword Qi continued to shoot at their right hands. The Vajra demon subduing circle is called demon subduing, but the three of them had already unconsciously entered the evil way. At the lion slaughtering conference, they didn't know how many other masters died under their black rope. Even the leader of Kunlun sect was beaten to death by them.They are ruthless and merciless, without the compassion of Buddhist monks. In these two moves, whether they hit the spine or the waist, a normal person will be paralyzed in the lower body even if he is lucky to save his life, so he is no longer tolerant.The cultivation of crossing the calamity and difficulty is inferior to that of crossing the calamity. In the face of the fierce sword Qi, it can't react at all.Before the sword Qi reached their bodies, they felt a tingling sensation on their skin. There was only one thought in their mind: "my life is over!"Just then, a gray shadow stood in front of them, and his hands formed an invisible Qi force to melt the sword Qi. However, his body still shook, and his face was a little whiter than just now.Song Qingshu didn't do it again, but looked at the gray shadow. His expression was a little complicated: "originally, you could recover after a few days' rest. Now, I'm afraid you can't recover in a short time.""Amitabha!" The floor sweeping monk sighed, "after all, I brought them out of Shaolin. I can't watch them die in a foreign land."Song Qingshu said faintly: "you should know the situation just now. I've been merciful all the time. On the contrary, their moves are more and more fierce one by one, so I'm going to give up one of their hands and let them participate in Zen Buddhism.""Thank you for your kindness." The sweeping monk nodded, "if you hadn't been merciful, he would have been killed on the spot."When they heard the conversation, the people around them were shocked and embarrassed. It turned out that the other side was merciful at the beginning.But what's more shocking is another thing. Just now, the floor sweeping monk and song Qingshu had a fight. Listen to what they said, the floor sweeping monk failed. How could it be?It is well known that the sweeping monk is as famous as Wudang immortal Zhang in the world. No matter how evil he is, song Qingshu can be as good as him at most.Even though song Qingshu has become a great master these years, no matter how powerful he is, he will be a little more powerful than the sweeping monk. Why did he win so quickly?Song Qingshu and the floor sweeping monk both know that it's not so easy for them to decide whether to win or lose in a normal fight. But just now, the floor sweeping monk noticed that the other side was injured and decided to fight quickly. As soon as they met each other, they would fight each other with their own unique skills.But he didn't expect that song Qingshu's sword spirit was so fierce today. He suffered a big loss under the pressure. Later, in order to save his life, he was even more seriously injured.At this time, Huang shannu has already given up the fight with Fu Yao. Compared with Fu Yaohong's loss, she is looking at the figure excitedly. Which girl in the world doesn't want her lover to be an invincible hero?Tianshan Tong granny looks complicated. She thinks that this guy has made great progress. Last time they separated, he was not so good. How did he do it? She couldn't help asking each other.At this time, the floor sweeping monk was injured, and Sandu had no power to fight any more. Only Fu Yaohong and Tianshan TongLao were left. However, both of them had some friendship with song Qingshu, and they fell into silence for a moment."Take her with you." It was Tian Shan's mother who took the lead in talking. She knew that her group of people could not stop each other at all. She might as well be a good friend. Anyway, the prince had already lost his breath. She was just a woman in a yellow shirt, which had no influence on the overall situation.But song Qingshu shook his head: "I came to the Palace this time mainly to see Brother Guo. I want to ask him something."Fu Yaohong frowned and said, "son song, although you are good at martial arts, you may not be able to win with us and the experts in the imperial palace."The restoration of the great Zhou Dynasty is the efforts of several generations. Now it is not easy for the descendants of emperor ruiwu to ascend the throne of God again. No one can destroy it, no matter how strong he is.Hearing her words, the guards and the army nearby drew out their waist knives one after another and drew their long bows. The situation was imminent.At this time, Guo Jing's voice came from the palace: "aunt, let him in."
