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

Everyone blinked and couldn't figure out what happened.

The battle just ended so quickly that most people didn't see clearly what was going on.

Until he looked at He Taichong's body covered in blood.

Everyone finally came to their senses.

There was a crash.

The crowd immediately exploded.

"What happened just now? I only saw a flash of lightning in Song Qingshu's palm. How come Master He is dead?"

"It's really an exaggeration. Both of them are in the early stages of the Grandmaster realm, and they were actually killed with one move?"

"This is the gold content of second place on the list of geniuses? Who else among the warriors of the same level can be his opponent?"

"That move is some kind of Wudang technique. I seem to have never heard of it."

The Wudang disciples were inexplicably excited and cheered loudly as they watched Song Qingshu on the ring.

"Senior Brother Song, kick their butts hard!"

When Duan Tianya saw this, his expression was extremely ugly, and at the same time, there was a hint of unwillingness on his face.

"How did he become so strong? How did he practice?"

There was no surprise on Wanwan's face in front of the Zhenwu Hall.

Having seen the power of Song Qingshu's Divine Sword and Thunder Control Technique, it was really a piece of cake to deal with He Taichong.

But then there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

Killing He Taichong was of course a revenge for the past, and he felt happy in his heart.

But the people who come up behind are definitely getting stronger and stronger, and even Master Jue and others will take action personally.

By then, even if you are lucky enough to defeat one person, it will consume a lot of energy.

Is there anyone else in Wu-Tang who can step up.

For a moment, Wanwan didn't realize that she started to worry about Song Qingshu.

Offstage.

Master Miejie frowned as he looked at He Taichong's body.

As a super strong person at the Grand Master level, he naturally saw clearly what happened just now.

Song Qingshu defeated He Taichong.

What he relies on is the lightning that explodes in his hand.

Although the lightning only flashed away, she could still feel a threat from it.

The martial arts that can make even the powerful masters feel threatened is at least the most powerful martial arts in the sect.

Master Jiejie searched his memory, but there was no information.

He could only look at Master Kongwen next to him and ask.

"Master, many martial arts in Wudang come from Shaolin."

"Do you know what kind of martial arts Song Qingshu uses?"

Master Kongwen frowned and racked his brains, but still found nothing.

He could only shake his head and said.

"This does not seem to be Wudang martial arts. I have never heard of it."

"But what is certain is that this must be a very powerful palm technique, with full explosive power, far beyond the same level.

Master Jiankongwen didn't recognize it, and Master Jue was no longer confused.

On the high platform.

Seeing that no one came on stage, Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and spoke again.

"What? Didn't you talk about fighting in the ring, and now you are on stage?"

Song Qingshu's oppressive eyes circled around him, and those who looked at him lowered their heads unconsciously.

For a moment, the scene fell into silence.

Seeing this, Master Miejie snorted coldly and slapped the handrail heavily with his palm.

The whole person rose into the sky and quickly jumped towards the ring.

Vigorous true energy burst out from her body, transforming into phantoms of long swords around her.

The sharp sword energy flew in all directions, causing a strong wind to roar, which made many people unable to open their eyes.

Master Miejie was in the air, tapping his toes on the long sword transformed by his true energy at intervals.

In the blink of an eye, the whole person crossed a distance of tens of feet and arrived on the stage.

Then all the long sword shadows disappeared into her body like swallows returning to their nests.

The coercion of the master-level powerhouse radiated to the entire audience, condensing like substance, causing many people to hold their breath.

Looking at the ring with piercing eyes.

"Master Jiejie took action!"

"Haha, Master Miejie is not only powerful, but the Yitian Sword in her hand is also ranked as a divine weapon, with unparalleled sharpness."

"That's right, that's right. 'Who can compete with Yitian when he comes out' is not a joke. This kind of magic weapon can increase the combat power of warriors by at least 30%!"

"Tsk, tsk, we met a great master-level expert in the second battle in the arena. It will probably be difficult to adopt."

"The foundation of Wudang is still not enough. Although the Seven Heroes of Wudang are famous far and wide, they are only at the master level and it is difficult to compete.

"This time Wudang probably has to hand over Zhang Cuishan and his wife to quell public anger.

The Wudang disciples who looked excited just now suddenly became dumbfounded.

All of them looked worried.

"Can Senior Brother Song beat this old nun?"

"It's hard to say. After all, Master Miejie is a powerful person at the level of a grand master. It's not something we can figure out."

"I don't care, Senior Brother Song is invincible, no one can defeat Senior Brother Song!"

On the stage.

Song Qingshu looked at Master Miejie, especially the Yitian Sword in her hand, which could not hide its sharp edge even in the scabbard.

His eyes lit up involuntarily.

"This old nun really has a hot temper and can't help but take the lead."

"After you defeat her and get the Heavenly Sword, you won't be afraid of any surprises later!"

Master Miejie looked at Song Qingshu coldly and spoke calmly.

"Song Qingshu, if you admit defeat now, hand over Zhang Cuishan and his wife and then be punished in public.

"The poor nun doesn't need to take any action, sparing you some physical pain."

"Otherwise, when a fight breaks out, there's no guarantee that you won't be missing a few parts."

Song Yuanqiao's face twitched on the high platform, and his right hand almost crushed the armrest of the table and chair, and he gritted his teeth.

"This old nun, when she said this in front of me, she really doesn't take Wudang seriously in her eyes (bfed)!"

Yu Lianzhou sighed.

"I can't help it. Who told me to reach the Grand Master level? I don't look down on me and other Grand Masters at all.

Yin Liting also looked angry.

"If we are given a few more years, with Qingshu's skills, we might not be able to break through to the Grand Master realm.

"It's a pity that the time to convert the technique is still too short, it's shameful!"

Song Yuanqiao took a deep breath and gradually calmed down the anger in his heart.

He knew that no matter how angry he was now, it would not be beneficial to the situation.

Song Qingshu is now the most powerful person in Wudang besides Zhang Sanfeng.

It is the safest way for him to face the enemy.

It's just that I can't help but feel very uncomfortable.

If he and others were strong enough, how could they let a junior fight to death in front of them?

But these elders can only watch from behind?

Thinking of this, Song Yuanqiao made up his mind to practice hard in the future and strive to break through to the Grand Master realm as soon as possible.

In front of Zhenwu Hall.

Wanwan felt furious in her heart when she saw Master Miejie's condescending look.

The small fists in his hands were waving wildly in the air.

"You rotten nun, you rotten nun, why are you sleeping?"

"If Master were here, she would definitely make your nose crooked!"

At this time, a Wudang disciple wearing a Taoist robe came over and asked curiously when he saw Wanwan.

"Hey, you are also a disciple of Wudang? Why do you look a little unfamiliar?"

Wanwan was already angry, so she glared at this person and said fiercely.

"There are so many people in Wudang, do you know every one of them?"

"Now that Senior Brother Song is facing a powerful enemy, you are still walking around here without cheering him up?"

The disciple said ah and quickly explained.

"I just went to relieve myself. I will go now and then."

With that said, he ran away in a hurry.

Wanwan snorted and continued to look at Lui Taiying,

In the arena.

Song Qingshu looked calm and spoke slowly.

"Master Jue, your brain is like a brain."

"It's really ridiculous that a great grandmaster is being used as a spearman."

"Let me admit defeat. This is impossible. If you want to fight, fight! Nonsense!"

Master Miejie was so angry that she was ridiculed by a junior.

"Since you are so stubborn, I don't have to hold back anymore."

"Today I want you to know what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. If you don't have a little talent, you won't know the heights of the world, and you won't take the people of the world seriously."

boom!

Waves of true energy burst out from the body of Miejie Shitai.

Constantly transforming into long swords of different shapes in the air behind him.

The dense clouds soon filled the sky behind her.

Each long sword exudes extremely powerful pressure.

Not at all weaker than the dead leader of the Kunlun Sect, He Taichong.

Gudong!

Many people swallowed their saliva and looked horrified.

"This is the strength of the powerful Grand Master, what a terrifying pressure!"

"This is the first time I've seen a powerful person at the Grand Master level take action. This time, Wudang and his party were worth it!"

"It's really unimaginable. These long swords that take the form of true energy can probably kill a strong master. What can Song Qingshu do to resist?"

Many Wudang disciples are extremely worried.

"Senior Brother Song, will nothing happen?"

"It's really disgusting. Why do these people have to fight against our Wudang?"

"Obviously it's just for the dragon-slaying knife, but it's so high-sounding. It's really unjust.

"Hmph! From now on, I will definitely practice hard and kill all these hypocrites!"

In the arena.

Master Jiejie stood still.

Fingers flicked slightly.

call out!

A long sword transformed by true energy in the sky suddenly shot towards Song Qingshu like an arrow from the string.

It's so fast.

In just a few breaths, he crossed the entire martial arts field and arrived in front of Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu drew his sword out of its sheath with a clang.

The dark shadow reappeared beside him, and the two of them slashed with their swords at the same time.

"Zhenwu Swordsmanship - Harmony with Light!"

Two cross-shaped sword energy suddenly emerged, and the long swords that instantly transformed into portrait energy collided together.

boom!

A violent explosion of infuriating energy sounded.

The cross sword energy that used to be indestructible was torn apart in an instant.

The speed of the transformed long sword did not slow down and continued to move towards Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows slightly and kept taking the initiative.

The cross sword energy shot out one after another, trying to sense how strong the true energy of the Grand Master level expert was.

After more than a dozen sword qi blasts, the sword that transformed into true qi was finally knocked away.

A look of disdain appeared on Master Miejie's face.

"A mere long sword transformed by true energy has made you so embarrassed."

"Young man, do you know the gap between you and me?"

"Let's see how you can hide now!"

As she thought, the dense swords in the sky behind her trembled one after another, and the sword tips turned to point at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu instantly felt the indescribable sharp energy locking him.

It seems there is no way to avoid it.

Song Qingshu simply wasn't going to hide.

Because after the tentative fight just now, he has already discovered.

Although the true energy of a Grand Master level expert is strong, it is not completely irresistible.

It's just a little bit stronger than Chaos Qi.

Relying on the characteristics of endless supply of true energy, Song Qingshu has no fear in his heart.

Looking at Master Jiejie who looked sure of victory.

Song Qingshu smiled sarcastically and spoke coldly.

"Hide? Why should I hide?"

After saying this, he stretched out his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger together in the shape of a sword, and gently touched the center of his eyebrows.

"Swordsmanship!"

The extremely powerful mental power spread in all directions with Song Qingshu as the center.

Everyone only felt an invisible force blowing through their bodies, like a breeze.

Just when everyone was a little confused.

Suddenly someone shouted in surprise.

"What's going on? Why is my sword out of control?"

Immediately afterwards, people one after another made the same exclamation.

They only felt that their long swords seemed to be pulled by some force and trembled violently in the scabbard.

Even Yue Buqun's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to hold down the sword that seemed to be unsheathed on its own.

He frowned and looked at Song Qingshu on the ring in surprise.

"what happened?"

next moment.

Finally someone couldn't suppress it.

Long swords were unsheathed one after another and flew towards the sky.

Soon a torrent of steel formed in the air.

Then everyone gathered behind Song Qingshu with stunned eyes.

Song Qingshu's whole body was full of true energy, and then a sharp sword intent formed a beam of light that shot straight into the sky!

The whole person stood on a long sword and slowly flew into the air.

The clothes and black hair flew back in the wind, looking indescribably elegant.

Yin! Yin! Yin!

Countless long swords in the sky trembled one after another and made the sound of swords, as if to welcome their presence.

hiss!!!

The sound of gasping for cold air kept coming, and the sound of uproar was everywhere.

"Here I go, is this the legendary sword-controlling technique?"

"Am I right? Song Qingshu has already understood the meaning of the sword! He is only eighteen years old!"

"It's breathtaking, it's breathtaking. Is this son the reincarnation of the Sword Immortal from Heaven?"

"I originally thought that Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of Shenjian Villa, was already the number one genius in swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that Song Qingshu was not weak at all!"

"This is the young sword god!"

Master Kongwen's face trembled, and his eyes stretched out with a hint of terrifying murderous intention.

"His talent is so strong, I can't believe that his achievements in the future will be even higher than Zhang Sanfeng's!"

"No matter what, I can't keep this child, otherwise if he grows up, he will have the confidence to settle a score with me!"

Master Jue looked at the sword light beam soaring into the sky and the long swords densely packed in the air, and her heart trembled.

Then, she gritted her teeth suddenly, and the Heavenly Sword was unsheathed.

In an instant, the sword energy overflowed, and bottomless sword marks suddenly appeared on the ground under Miejie Shitai's feet.

The whole person's momentum increased again.

"Pretend to be a ghost, doctor!"

Master Miejie held the Yitian Sword and pointed at Song Qingshu.

The long swords behind her that transformed into true energy moved instantly as if receiving some kind of command.

A giant sword with a length of a hundred feet quickly formed in the air and stabbed towards Song Qingshu.

Although there is still a very long distance between them.

But everyone could hear the sound of the air being torn apart.

Song Qingshu sneered.

"Well done, break it for me!"

A thought came to my mind.

The densely packed long swords formed a torrent of steel, heading towards the hundred-foot giant sword without hesitation.

The moment the two sides collided.

The sound of violent zhenqi explosions resounded continuously, and the sword energy was scattered in all directions.

Many flying masts were broken.

Even some warriors who were closer to the ring stepped back.

The ground was cut directly.

The sound of clicking was heard endlessly, it was the sound of a long sword breaking.

Many people beat their chests and beat their feet when they saw this scene.

"Oh my sword! I just spent a huge sum of five taels of silver to make it a few days ago, and it's broken?"

"Zhuo, my ancestral sword was broken into two pieces. Wudang must compensate me!"

"Oh no, I really didn't expect Wudang and his party to suffer such heavy losses. I brought five long swordsmen with me!"

At the same time, the phantom of the long sword transformed by the true energy continued to explode.

The steel torrent boosted by sword intent seems to be on par with Master Miejie's true energy long sword.

Master Miejie looked ugly.

It is simply unacceptable that Song Qingshu is only at the master level but can be on par with him.

He looked at Song Qingshu who seemed to be manipulating the sword with all his strength in the sky.

Master Jue suddenly exerted force on his feet.

boom!

The hard ground suddenly exploded, and her entire body disappeared instantly.

Holding the Yitian Sword, he rushed towards Song Qingshu.

The powerful zhenqi dragged behind him like a meteor with a comet tail, flashing in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Song Qingshu was approaching. The cold light on the Heavenly Sword flashed, as if he was about to kill the opponent with one strike!

Song Qingshu had already realized it, with a smile on his lips.

The power of the five elements is rapidly gathered in the palm hidden in the long sleeves.

"I'm waiting for you!".