Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

"We have a grudge?"

"Death!" The down-and-out young man gritted his teeth in a hoarse voice after glancing at Su Mu.

"Huh?" Su Mu looked at the down-and-out young man for a few moments, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something. He came to Zhang Sanfeng's side and asked with a strange expression:

"Really Zhang, why did Song Qingshu come to participate in the martial arts competition?

Moreover, what happened to his cultivation base? "

That's right, this person is Song Qingshu.

After being beaten by Wanwan, he fled back to Wudang Mountain in a state of embarrassment.

At first Su Mu thought that Song Qingshu was abolished,

But he didn't expect that he "climbed" up again, and his strength had reached innate perfection.

It was just too much fun.

Su Mu was very curious, how did Song Qingshu get out of the shadows?

"Alas..." Zhang Sanfeng seemed to see the doubts in Su Mu's heart, sighed helplessly, looked at Song Qingshu with a complicated expression and explained:

"He has never stepped out of the shadows, but has fallen deeply into it!

Qingshu...has become possessed! "

At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng was extremely helpless.

At the beginning, after he brought Song Qingshu back to Wudang Mountain, he demoted him to an outer disciple, hoping that he could work hard, break through the shadow in his heart, and reach a higher level.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu did the opposite, not only did not break through the shadow, but fell deeply into the shadow.

But... There is a saying that is good, it is better to be enchanted once than to cultivate immortality for a hundred years!

Song Qingshu, who fell into paranoia, did not retreat but advanced in strength.

In just over a year, he has broken through to congenital perfection, and he is about to break through to the master.

Originally, Zhang Sanfeng should be happy that Song Qingshu had achieved something.

But he discovered the flaws in Song Qingshu's character, so he took him by his side to teach him carefully, hoping to subtly dissolve Song Qingshu's inner demons.

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However, he underestimated Song Qingshu's paranoid character.

At this moment, Song Qingshu blames the sky and the earth, blames the sun for not revolving around him!

He couldn't listen to Zhang Sanfeng's teaching at all!

When he heard that Su Mu was about to hold a martial arts competition, he immediately slipped down Wudang Mountain while everyone was unprepared.

He wants to avenge Su Mu!

However, he also knew that his strength was not as good as that of Su Mu, so he planned to take Xiao Bei's knife.

As for why he didn't take revenge on Wanwan...

Ah!As a standard dog licking, Song Qingshu would not be willing to hurt Wanwan no matter how deeply he was hurt.

"Obsessed? Interesting." After Su Mu took a sip of his wine, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he asked softly:

"Master Zhang, you don't mind Xiaobei killing Song Qingshu, do you?"

Although Su Mu doesn't care about Song Qingshu's small role, but... the toad lies on the feet and doesn't bite, he is disgusting!

........ ......

So, let's die.

"..." After Zhang Sanfeng was silent for a while, he let out a long sigh:

"Competition is fair, life and death are up to fate!"

Zhang Sanfeng's words were secretly telling Su Mu that Su Mu could not take action against Song Qingshu.

But if Song Qingshu died in Xiaobei's hands, he wouldn't say much.

"Okay." The corners of Su Mu's mouth curled up slightly, his mouth moved slightly, and he secretly said to Xiaobei through voice transmission:

"Xiao Bei, kill him!"

"Yes, master!" Mo Xiaobei nodded slightly after hearing Su Mu's sound transmission, gripped the handle of the Qinggang sword tightly, and stared at Song Qingshu with both eyes:

"Don't blink, it's over in an instant!"

"No shame! Do you think you are Su Mu?!" After Song Qingshu snorted coldly, he pulled out his sword with a clang, and his figure flashed fiercely!

"Huh..." I saw his left and right feet kicking each other and flying into the air!

It is Wudang ladder cloud vertical!

Then, his body turned around suddenly, and the long sword in his hand stabbed fiercely at the top of Mo Xiaobei's head!

"Shenmen Thirteen Swords?!" Seeing this move, Su Mu had a strange expression on his face.

This is the origin of all Su Mu's sword techniques - Shenmen Thirteen Swords.

Originally, this swordsmanship was a compassionate swordsmanship that only pierced the wrist.

But it was changed by Song Qingshu to a ruthless sword technique that pierces the vitals!

Of course, Su Mu has no right to criticize Song Qingshu.

After all, at the beginning, he transformed the thirteen swords of Shenmen into the three swords of Shi Mo that can kill people!

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"Alas..." After Zhang Sanfeng saw this sword, his expression darkened, and he sighed helplessly:

"Qingshu has come to this point after all."

Then he closed his eyes and ignored the battle situation in the arena.

He has given up on Song Qingshu now!

Song Qingshu is different from Su Mu.

Su Mu had never practiced the Thirteen Swords of Shenmen before.

Therefore, even if he changed the Shenmen Thirteen Swords into a very spicy sword technique, Zhang Sanfeng would not say much.

But Song Qingshu practiced this sword technique since he was a child, and he has already fused the meaning of "compassion" in the Thirteen Swords of Shenmen into his bones.

Now, since Song Qingshu has turned this sword technique into a ruthless sword technique, it proves that Song Qingshu's kindness has been completely replaced by ruthlessness!

So from this moment, Zhang Sanfeng gave up on him!

"One sword..." Xiaobei saw a trace of disdain in his eyes after seeing this sword, and the long sword in his hand trembled slightly!

"Jie Chen!"

"Om... "Eight five three..." The vitality of the world trembled slightly, turning into a heavy pressure, pressing hard on Song Qingshu from all directions!

This is exactly the trick that Su Mu used before - Yijian Juechen!

Ever since Su Mu created the Sen Luo sword technique, he taught all the previous sword moves to Xiao Bei and Qu Feiyan.

They also practiced well.

"Pfft..." Song Qingshu felt the pressure on his whole body in mid-air, his eyes protruded, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The sword moves also became crooked, rubbing Xiaobei's body and falling heavily to the ground!

"Ahem..." After he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, he forced himself to get up, leaned on his sword to barely gain a foothold, stared at Xiaobei, and asked through gritted teeth:

"How could this damn maidservant be so strong?"

At this moment, a trace of jealousy flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes.

Why? !

Why do all good things belong to Su Mu?

Why can his apprentice practice this kind of peerless swordsmanship?

Why can he be the first disciple of the three generations of Wudang sect who is dignified and can only be insulted? !

"Hmph!" Xiaobei heard the word "Jianmai", a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly:

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

After the words were settled, Xiao Bei raised his long sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the center of Song Qingshu's eyebrows!

"Slash the sky with one sword!"

"Huh..." A gust of wind blew by, and the three feet of heaven and earth vitality around his body suddenly turned into waves of blood-colored energy, entwined around the long sword.

In the blink of an eye, Xiaobei's long sword turned into a bloody giant sword about ten feet long!

"Pfft..." But at this moment, Xiao Bei suddenly turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This move belongs to the master's move, Xiao Bei used it forcefully, before hurting the enemy, hurt himself first!

But Xiaobei didn't care about this, he gritted his teeth and slammed the giant sword!

"Boom!!!" With a roaring sound, the blood-colored giant sword moved loudly and stabbed heavily at Song Qingshu!

"Damn it!" Seeing this, Song Qingshu's pupils shrank, and after cursing secretly, he forcibly used his internal energy and jumped aside with his seriously injured body.

At this moment, he knew that he was no match for this giant sword, so he could only dodge it.

However......

"Go!" Hearing Xiaobei's yell, regardless of the injuries in his body, he squeezed his internal strength and suddenly increased his strength!

"Huh..." The bloody giant sword suddenly accelerated, and it came to Song Qingshu's side in the blink of an eye!

"Pfft!" Song Qingshu didn't expect the giant sword to be able to accelerate at all, and half of his body was cut off by the giant sword accidentally!

"Boom!!!" At this moment, the giant sword suddenly shattered, and it slashed at Song Qingshu's body with scattered vigor!

"Puff puff puff..." In the blink of an eye, Song Qingshu experienced what is called the punishment of Ling Chi, turned into a blood man, and fell heavily to the ground!

"I...I don't accept it!" Song Qingshu still stared at Su Mu and yelled endlessly when he was dying:

"I am the proud son of heaven! All the good things in this world should be mine!

It's you!It was you who took everything from me!

I want to take them all back!

sumac!I am going to kill you!

I will make you lose everything!

I'm going to make you..."

When he said this, his voice suddenly became extremely weak, and it seemed that he was about to die.

But just as he was taking his last breath, he suddenly turned his head to look at Wanwan who was not far away, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes:

"Wanwan, did you ever like me?

Please, tell me that you liked me, even if only for a moment! "

"No!" Wanwan shook her head without hesitation.

She walked over to Su Mu's side, grabbed his arm, and leaned her little head on his shoulder:

"People don't like you.

When people approached you back then, they just used your status to trouble this bad guy. "

"As expected..." Song Qingshu's expression darkened, and after a wry smile, he kicked his feet, trembled, and the look in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

But it has already returned to the nether world!

"Alas..." Zhang Sanfeng sighed after seeing this scene:

"Let him be buried between heaven and earth...

I hope that the beautiful Cuiwei Mountain can wash away his sins and demons.

Qingshu, have a good journey. "