Comprehension Is Against The Heavens: Creating The Burning Sun Nine Yang Kung At The Beginning

In the dense forest.

As Song Qingshu's words came out.

The atmosphere suddenly condensed.

Dozens of people around them all pulled out their weapons and stood ready.

He Taichong and others all burst out with their own momentum.

The true energy filled the air, as if it was trying to push away the surrounding air.

Flocks of birds seemed to smell the danger and flew away one after another.

Zhang Wuji, who was only ten years old, was so frightened that he was buried in Yin Susu's arms and did not dare to look up.

Zhang Cuishan couldn't help but swallow.

He Taichong looked at Song Qingshu, one hand touching the hilt of the sword on his waist, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"So, Young Master Song is preparing to fight to the death with me today?"

"The sword has no eyes. If Young Master Song is missing a few parts later, I can't blame me."

Song Qingshu's expression remained unchanged and he spoke calmly.

"It's useless to talk more. If you want to fight, then fight!"

He Taichong narrowed his eyes and made a gesture towards Zongweixia Tang Wenliang and Chang Jingzhi.

The three of them understood each other.

They were outflanking Song Qingshu from three directions, their eyes showing ferocious looks.

"Boy, kill my eldest brother and fifth brother, and take your life!"

All three of them condensed their true energy on their arms and performed the Kongtong School's unique skill, the Seven Injury Fist.

call! call! call!

The dense and overwhelming fist shadows shot out, covering the entire area where Song Qingshu, Zhang Cuishan and others were.

Song Qingshu did not avoid it at all.

A steady stream of the scorching sun and nine yang true energy flows out from the dantian.

There was a gurgling sound in the veins like a rushing river.

Faintly, a phantom of the scorching sun could be seen flickering on Song Qingshu's chest.

Holding it empty in his right hand, the long sword stuck on the ground trembled for a while, then it was unsheathed with a sound of Canglang and fell into Song Qingshu's hand.

With the long sword in his hand, Song Qingshu suddenly burst out with a sword intent.

The sword energy overflowed, leaving countless dense sword marks on the ground.

The weapons in the hands of everyone present began to tremble, as if they couldn't help but fly out to face their king.

Even He Taichong's expression changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to hold down his sword.

He looked at Song Qingshu, who was full of sword energy, and was extremely shocked.

"This boy actually understood the meaning of the sword!"

Afterwards, He Taichong's mind was full of thoughts.

"The strength of Zong Weixia and others is too low. I'm afraid they won't be able to succeed for long in front of Song Qingshu who understands the sword's intention."

"Even if you add me, I'm probably no match."

"With Song Qingshu here, it is no longer possible to capture Zhang Cuishan and his wife. It is better to retreat first and then make plans to avoid getting involved!"

Thinking of this, He Taichong's eyes flickered.

The true energy in the body is contained but not released, and is completely distributed on the legs.

Be ready to run away at any time.

On the battlefield.

Zong Weixia and the others had no idea what He Taichong was thinking.

At this time, all their strengths have been unleashed, attacking Song Qingshu.

In their view.

He Tai rushed to the side to raid the formation and launch a sneak attack later. It would not be difficult to defeat Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu looked at the three people rushing towards him.

Take a deep breath and raise the sword.

A shadow holding a sword appeared beside him.

Then, Song Qingshu and the shadow's movements were unified, and they slashed forward.

"Zhenwu swordsmanship, like light and dust!"

Uh-huh!

Two ten-foot-long cross sword energy suddenly shot out.

It made a sharp whirring sound in the air, as if it was about to split the air!

The ground was even more like paper, with all the cracks.

Even the big trees more than ten meters away broke and fell down.

The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut off by a peerless divine weapon.

When He Taichong saw this, his face was filled with shock.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away while several people were fighting.

It took just a few breaths to disappear.

In the battlefield.

Zong Weixia and the three of them were all stunned.

The opponent's sword energy is really too strong.

But now it is obvious that the move is too old, and there is no way to change the move, so I have to bite the bullet and go hard.

Zong Weixia turned his head and shouted in the direction of He Taichong.

"Master He, what are you waiting for? Come out quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, Zong Weixia was like a duck being strangled by the neck, and his voice suddenly stopped.

At this moment, where is the shadow of He Taichong?

He reacted instantly, this old boy actually used the three brothers as gunmen, but he escaped?

"He Taichong! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Zong Weixia roared angrily.

Then the bright sword energy passed through the bodies of the three of them.

puff!

The bodies of several people were cut into several sections like wood.

Instant kill!

Stumps and broken arms fell off.

Crash, a burst of blood rained from the sky.

The ground suddenly turned blood red.

The disciples who were led by Zong Weixia and others were all stunned there, not daring to move, and feeling cold in their hearts.

He was afraid that if he accidentally angered Song Qingshu, he would send him away with a sword.

Zhang Cuishan and his wife also looked at Song Qingshu in shock.

"He actually killed three people with one sword!"

"Qingshu's strength has far surpassed mine, even stronger than that of my elder brother!"

"My younger generation in Wudang has finally risen!"

Song Qingshu looked at everyone. No one dared to look at him, and they all lowered their heads.

After discovering that He Taichong had escaped, Song Qingshu smiled disdainfully.

"You are a cowardless person, let me live a few more days."

When the surrounding Kongtong sect disciples saw this, they dispersed like birds and beasts.

He ran like crazy towards the outside of the dense forest, only hating his parents for losing two legs.

at this time.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Crisp applause came.

I saw a team of several people coming from outside the dense forest.

The beautiful woman in the center of the team clapped her hands and praised.

"Young Master Song is really good at strength and swordsmanship!"

"How about you come and serve me in Prince Ruyang's Mansion?"

Song Qingshu frowned and turned his head.

When he saw the two old men behind the beautiful woman, murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

The two elders Xuan Ming, Luzhang Ke, and Hebi Weng!

The main culprit that caused him to almost die in the beginning.

A woman who can be protected by the two of them.

His identity is naturally ready to be revealed.

During the Yuan Dynasty, the Princess of Ruyang Palace, Zhao Min!

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