The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

The sword light is flowing, the sword light is sharp, and the sword flowers are flying.

This girl's swordsmanship is very brilliant, I don't know what kind of swordsmanship it is?

"boom!"

Song Qingshu focused on it, sword to sword, and the two swords collided in the air, making a deafening sound.

At the same time, sparks shot out, and the aftermath of the collision caused a storm.

Then, the two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant.

The rest of the Wudang faction, as well as Zhao Min's subordinates, also watched the fight between the two seriously.

However, people on both sides were very conscious and did not open up other battlefields.

It seemed that the Wudang faction didn't want to force Zhao Min's subordinates too much.

And Zhao Min's subordinates are also scruples about the Wudang faction, especially Zhang Sanfeng, an old Taoist priest.

Duan De took the four beauties with him, but he was on the sidelines, watching the show happily.

Xiao Nizi Zhao Min was able to go to the battlefield in person and fight Song Qingshu.It was quite surprising to Duan De, but it was exactly the case, and it was quite interesting.

"My lord, what is the state of Zhao Min's martial arts?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"It's okay, I can't compare to you. However, compared to Song Qingshu, it is much stronger." Duan De laughed.

He had already seen the details of Zhao Min's martial arts, so he made such an evaluation.

"Ah...then why has Song Qingshu been able to fight her for so long?" Xiao Zhao asked suspiciously.

Duan De smiled lightly, "She is hiding her clumsiness, and she is also preparing to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and is preparing to give Song Qingshu a hard blow."

"I see." Xiao Zhao nodded, expressing his understanding.

Zhou Zhiruo, Yang Buhui, Ding Minjun, and the three beauties also stood by Duan De's side, so they overheard the conversation between Duan De and Xiao Zhao.

"Kang Keng!"

The long swords of the two swiped, the sword light was mighty, and the murderous intent was infinite.

Song Qingshu responded calmly, his heart was shaken and excited, he felt that as long as he defeated Zhao Min, he would be able to make a big face in front of his father and master Zhang Sanfeng, and thus be rewarded.

In fact, this guy didn't even know that Zhao Min had been playing tricks on him, hiding half of his strength.

Otherwise, he would have been defeated long ago.

Although he is insidious, how can he compare to Zhao Min in terms of cunning?

"Bang bang bang!"

The two had fought for hundreds of rounds, and Song Qingshu felt that his internal energy was consumed a lot, and his physical strength was also seriously lost.

"This Zhao Min must be the same as this son, he must have consumed a lot of internal energy." Song Qingshu thought self-righteously.

"puff!"

Suddenly, three sword lights came.

These three sword lights came from three different directions, their moves were weird, tricky, and deadly.

Undoubtedly, this is Zhao Min's killer move and ultimate move.

At this moment, she felt that the time was almost here.

"what!"

A scream came.

Song Qingshu let out a scream like killing a pig.

Three sword lights, one was scattered by him, and one was dodged.But there was still a sword light left, which hit his abdomen, and immediately, blood was dripping, and the intestines in his stomach almost fell out.

Song Qingshu's eyeballs bulged, he was extremely frightened, and his voice was terrible, as if he was being raped and raped by a bison, it was too horrible to look at.

"Qingshu!" Song Yuanqiao yelled, his expression changed dramatically.

He didn't expect his son to be injured all of a sudden, and he was injured a lot.

"A guy who is stupider than a pig dares to stop this princess. This is the end." Zhao Min smiled coldly, swung his long sword, and another sword light shot out, aiming directly at the injured Song Qingshu.

"Stop the witch!" Song Yuanqiao yelled.

Afterwards, he performed lightness kung fu, and after a few vertical jumps, he had already appeared on the battlefield, standing in front of his son.

"boom!"

With a sweep of the sword, the basic sword technique of the Wudang School directly knocked Zhao Min's sword light away.

"Princess Zhao, I didn't expect you to be so vicious that you severely injured the old man's son." Song Yuanqiao said angrily.

Zhao Min sneered and said: "The little girl is vicious, what do you want to do? Hmph, Zhang Wuji of your Wudang sect injured my subordinate, and this princess injured your son. This is not due to both sides. Do you understand? "

Chapter 57 Hospitality

"Father, am I going to die?" Song Qingshu's face was pale, his strength was weak, and his abdomen was bleeding profusely.

"Don't be afraid, you won't die. It's just an external injury. Use your internal strength quickly and try to suppress the injury..." Song Yuanqiao reminded.