Chapter 66: When disaster strikes, we all fly away

Jiumozhi was also secretly startled. The opponent's weapon was a snake-like long sword. His swordsmanship was fierce and treacherous, and his inner strength was extremely profound.

Why are there so many young masters in the Central Plains Wulin? Jiumozhi was secretly startled, but Nan Murong was fine, although his martial arts could be considered good, but it was far from the prestige spread in the world. He met Song Qingshu before so that he dared not underestimate the heroes of the world. He did not expect to meet again today. To a young man whose martial arts are not inferior to his own.

"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The opponent's weapon was so unique that Jiumozhi had a flash of inspiration and finally remembered who the opponent was.

"I don't know who your Excellency is?" Yuan Chengzhi's face sank like water. In the past few years, he has made great progress in martial arts. He thought that there were few opponents in the Jianghu. He never thought that an ordinary monk could draw with him.

"Tubo national teacher, Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi has seen the Golden Snake King." Jiumozhi clasped his palms together, secretly wielding the flaming saber of Ningma Temple.

Yuan Chengzhi was lucky in the sword body, and the Golden Snake Sword made a slight sound of dragon chant, and was waiting for the opportunity to find the flaws exposed by the other party.

"This fan monk is too powerful. I'll hold him back. You join forces and make a quick decision. It will be bad if the Qing court officers and soldiers react." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he didn't dare to look at everyone, all his energy was in the dove On Mo Zhi.

Seeing him open his mouth, Jiumozhi knew that his anger had more or less dissipated, his eyes lit up, and he took advantage of this golden opportunity to attack him.

Yuan Chengzhi was apprehensive about his illusory flame sword aura, and Jiumozhi was also a little frightened by his weird swordsmanship. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi lost the opportunity, he was still able to hold the courtyard firmly.

Jiumozhi was secretly worried, he was held back by the opponent, and he probably had to do hundreds of moves to decide the winner, the other three were all masters of martial arts, under combined attack, Song Qingshu might not be able to catch them.

Duolong, who was at the side, saw that the situation was not good, slipped out from the door quietly, and summoned the soldiers and horses of Xiaoqi Battalion.

Patriarch Xuedao and Lama Sangjie walked slowly around Song Qingshu. Together with Hong Antong, the three surrounded Song Qingshu tightly.

"The three of you are all well-established in the martial arts, and your combined age is more than ten times older than our young master, and you even joined forces to besiege him. Shame or not!" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos and escape when he turned around and saw Song Qingshu Surrounded by three people, he couldn't help but sarcastic words.

"This little lady is so handsome, she really likes the patriarch." The blood knife patriarch has ruined the chastity of countless ladies on weekdays, so he can't tell that the other party is a man disguised as a woman. He glanced at Shui Sheng, his eyes full of greed.

Lama Sangjie had a bad nose at Jiumozhi just now, and he was very angry. Seeing that the two of them hadn't moved, he was determined to save face in front of the other two. The most powerful hand seal is the Great Light Seal.

With such a distance, Song Qingshu felt that the air around him seemed to be solidifying, and his expression changed, and he quickly drew his sword and pointed at several virtual points in the air.

Lama Sangye was terrified. This young man was so young, but his vision was like that of a great master. Just now, his calm points were just on the weak points of the aura he created. The biggest feature of Mahamudra It is to create a force field that is beneficial to oneself a few meters around in advance. The stronger the force field, the more obscure the opponent's luck and counterattack.

Unexpectedly, before the Great Light Seal was formed, the force field was suddenly dissipated by the opponent's sharp sword energy. Sang Jie groaned, a trace of blood showed at the corner of his mouth, and he had suffered serious internal injuries.

Song Qingshu also felt uncomfortable. He used Arrancar to break the opponent's big hand seal cleanly and neatly. However, Sang Jie was the top master of the Shingon Sect, one of the four major sects of Tibetan Tantric Sect. The ancestor of the Blood Knife had such brilliant eyesight that he immediately attacked him with his sword. .

"Mr. Song, be careful!" Wang Yuyan subconsciously exclaimed.

Duan Yu glanced at her with a complicated expression and said sourly: "Miss Wang, we'd better leave while it's chaotic, otherwise we won't be able to leave later, no matter which side wins."

"But Mr. Song is kind to me, how can I leave him at his critical moment?" Wang Yuyan frowned and replied, watching several people fighting fiercely in the field, and simulating the fight between several people in her mind. Can you say something to help Song Qingshu?

"What kindness does he have for Miss Wang?" Duan Yu murmured, "Didn't you see that he and Wei Xiaobao Jiumozhi call each other brothers?"

"What Mr. Duan said is true." Following a long howl, a handsome young man with a jade-like face came in.

Looking at the person coming, Duan Yu said shyly, "Mr. Murong is good."

"Cousin!" Wang Yuyan turned around in surprise and saw her cousin who had been looking forward to rescuing her day and night. She couldn't help but feel a sore nose and almost cried.

It turned out that Murong Fu knew that after Jiumozhi had captured Wang Yuyan, he hurriedly brought his family and chased him all the way, and finally caught up today.

Wang Yuyan's affectionate cry of cousin really made Duan Yu's heart break, but he had no choice but to pick up the wine glass on the table and drink a glass of strong wine.

"Cousin, Mr. Duan was captured by Jiumozhi's monks in order to save me, and now his whole body is being stabbed." Wang Yuyan woke up and said softly.

"Thank you, Mr. Duan, for your rescue." Murong Fu smiled slightly, and with a gesture of his hand, he released Jiumozhi's restraint, his technique was extremely clever.

"Master Duan, why don't you follow me and capture that evil monk Jiumozhi to vent your anger on your cousin?" Murong Fu looked around the field, and the situation suddenly became clear to him.

"How dare you disobey me!" Duan Yu was tortured by Jiumozhi along the way. He had already been holding back his resentment. Seeing Jiumozhi fighting closely with a young man holding a snake sword, Duan Yu struck out with the Shaoze Sword without even thinking about it. Just shot it.

Jiumozhi had always had the upper hand, he had been paying attention to the movement around him, and when he sensed Duan Yu's Six Meridians Divine Sword, he quickly dodged and dodged it.

However, the opportunity that had been built up just now was suddenly lost. Yuan Chengzhi finally regained his breath and immediately covered up the attack with a fierce attack. The offensive and defensive situation of the two men immediately reversed.

"Murong Fu, Gusu, I am here to help you." Murong Fu knew that Jiumozhi was no match for him in a single fight, so how could he let go of such a good opportunity, so he immediately drew his sword and attacked.

Of course Jiumozhi was sure to win in a single fight with Murong Fu, but at this moment two young masters came to attack. Yuan Chengzhi's swordsmanship was weird and weird, while Murong Fu's swordsmanship was a combination of the best of several masters, and it was also extremely exquisite. After a few moves, Jiumozhi suddenly became stunned. Danger abounds.

Shui Sheng glanced at the scene with a complicated expression, her eyes wandering, thinking about what Song Qingshu and the oiran had done in the room just now, and she felt very irritated.

Hearing Wang Yuyan's "cousin" again, she couldn't help but think of her childhood sweetheart and her infatuated cousin. She stamped her foot fiercely and Shui Sheng turned around and ran out.

Let's talk about the other side of the hall, when Song Qingshu's right hand was numb, the ancestor of the blood knife attacked. Originally, Song Qingshu had a way to escape alone, but thinking about Wei Xiaobao, who was defenseless behind him, he would be in danger if he was captured. Many of his plans were on him, so he could not fail.

He had no choice but to hold Wei Xiaobao's shoulder and jump up the stairs to the second floor, intending to jump out of the encirclement of three people first and then defeat them separately.

Unexpectedly, Hong Antong had been preparing for this moment for a long time. He rushed out like lightning and touched the back of Song Qingshu's heart with one palm.