Chapter 46: A Slap in Shame

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Noticing the fierceness in Feng Qingyang's eyes, Song Qingshu also knew something was wrong, but he wasn't too afraid in his heart, instead he was eager to try.

With a stroke of his left hand and a palm of his right hand, he strikes towards Feng Qingyang, which is exactly the "Kanglong has regrets" of the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon.

Feng Qingyang saw that he was far away from him, and his previous tactics were too treacherous and changeable, Feng Qingyang decided to keep the same in response to all changes, and secretly condensed the innate sword energy on his fingers.

Song Qingshu didn't wait for his moves to get old. He drew a circle with his left hand and a palm with his right hand. The same "Kanglong has regrets" was struck again.

The power of the two palms is superimposed together, and it is like a raging wave, unstoppable, like an invisible wall of air hitting Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang felt that his breathing was beginning to become obscure, so he quickly squeezed the sword and greeted him with a burst of air.

Song Qingshu leaped into the air with the help of his rushing force, and with the eighteen palms of Subduing Dragon, "Flying Dragon is in the Sky", he drove the third palm again, "Kanglong has regrets". rush away.

Feng Qingyang finally changed his color. He still underestimated Song Qingshu's strength. The innate sword energy in his right hand was more than enough to break the energy of his first two palms. Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu would be able to send a third palm at the time of the electric light and flint, and the three palms were superimposed. The power of the palm wind increased exponentially. Feng Qingyang had just broken his first two qi energy, but the innate sword qi was blasted away by Song Qingshu's third palm.

Feng Qingyang looked a little embarrassed. After all, this is the first time he has been forced to defend his sword by the enemy in so many years, and the opponent is still a weak young man. "Three waves of subduing dragons! Is your Excellency Qidan Xiao Feng?"

"If King Xiao is here, Feng Lao will not be as freehand as he is facing the next." Song Qingshu gave a negative answer in his words. He secretly said that he was lucky. The principle of the ultimate move, tried hard, and actually played it out. Of course, there is still a big gap between Xiao Feng and Xiao Feng in terms of power and energy, as well as the timing of selection, so in the end, it was necessary to use Feilong to complete the last palm in the sky.

"Then who exactly are you? You are the authentic sect of Emei Wudang Xuanmen, and you also know the evil martial arts of Jiuyin White Bone Claw, and you also use the eighteen palms of the beggar gang to descend the dragon, and the eighteen palms of the pavilion descend the dragon. I am afraid that Xiao Feng and Guo Jing are the only ones who can barely beat you, and the rest of the gang leaders and elders are far inferior to you." Feng Qingyang's eyesight is so brilliant, he quickly saw his martial arts skills.

"You can call me Goudan'er." Song Qingshu looked back at Mu Wanqing, who was stunned, with a naughty smile. But in his heart, he thought that he was still accumulating food, and he was slow to become king. He did something wrong to Zhou Zhiruo. If Zhou Zhiruo heard the news and came to her, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

"Three moves have passed. If you don't want to say it, then stay." Feng Qingyang was slightly angry, and he grabbed the sword and attacked.

The speed of the sword qi made Song Qingshu slap his tongue, and in a hurry, he hurriedly resorted to the technique of turning the snake like a raccoon, and rolled on the ground, avoiding Feng Qingyang's incomparably fierce sword.

However, the opportunity was lost, and Feng Qingyang's sword qi continued with one sword after another. Song Qingshu only had the ability to dodge, but he had no power to fight back, and the space for maneuvering was consciously compressed by the opponent.

Song Qingshu understood that he would drink his hatred on the spot if he didn't make ten moves like this, but he didn't easily fight back with the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. Through the test just now, he already understood that the palm winds and so on were too disadvantageous in front of the opponent's sword qi. Coupled with the qi-breaking style of the Dugu Nine Swords, no matter how strong the palm is, it is nothing but paper.

With the same force, the force area of ​​a palm strike is far greater than the innate sword qi of the opponent's fingertips, what a damn pressure formula! Song Qingshu swears at physics, but under the face of the opponent, all palm techniques are inherently restricted.

Song Qingshu looked at the gap, and his internal force was shocked. The wooden sword behind him shot out, grabbed it with his right hand, and swiped a few swords to start a counterattack.

Feng Qingyang had noticed his wooden sword for a long time, and thought it was just an ornament, but he did not expect that he had reached the realm of no sword at such a young age, and a thin layer of sword energy appeared on the surface of the wooden sword. Moreover, his sword moves are exactly the moves engraved on the wall, but they are not completely imitated. He uses a few ordinary five-sacred swordsmanship, but his strength is contained but not released, and dozens of changes are implied, waiting for his own reaction. Change at any time.

Feng Qingyang stepped on the seven stars and quickly retreated a few feet away. Although Song Qingshu's first three moves were already amazing enough, they were not as shocking to him this time, so he asked incredulously, "You just watched it casually. In just a few glances, the sword tricks on the wall have been integrated?"

Song Qingshu's expression was a little awkward, and he said a little shyly: "It seems...that's it."

Hearing his words, Feng Qingyang almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood. He was already a once-in-a-hundred-year-old sword-wielding prodigy, and at the age of 30, he would be able to run the world with a sword. With his decades of sword skills, he can glance at the moves on the wall, and integrate the sword intent. The young man opposite has been practicing sword for no more than three years. Purely in terms of realm, he can actually How can Feng Qingyang not be surprised if he is equal to himself.

"Whether it's Kuangyan, you have to try it to find out." Feng Qingyang still didn't believe it, and decided to try his best.

Song Qingshu quickly cheered up, luckily on the wooden sword, and greeted him.

For a time, the sword energy in the cave was horizontal and vertical. Although Feng Qingyang was basically attacking Song Qingshu's defense, and Song Qingshu was often forced to be in a state of embarrassment, Song Qingshu was like a small boat in the storm, always able to defend his own door, to ordinary people. Tong's five-sacred swordsmanship, hard against Feng Qingyang's Dugu Nine Swords, is undefeated, and sometimes he can even attack a few swords so that Feng Qingyang has to return to the sword to defend. If it spreads to the rivers and lakes, it is guaranteed to be a sensation.

Down.

However, Song Qingshu is self-aware of the hardships. Although he can fight with Feng Qingyang in a hundred moves without defeat, he continues to fight like this, because Feng Qingyang no longer keeps his hand, and when the sword qi invades the body, he will die without a doubt. .

Thinking of this, how could he still be willing to fight again, he used a strange sword trick and shouted: "Look at my unique trick - Wan Jian returns to the ancestors."

Feng Qingyang was taken aback. The young man brought him too many surprises. He was really afraid that he would accidentally miss Jingzhou and be injured by his strange moves.

Seeing that he was fooled, Song Qingshu dared to hesitate. He pushed the sandless light work to the extreme, and picked up Mu Wanqing, who was almost stupid next to him, "Why don't you run!" The two rushed out of the cave like meteors. .

After Feng Qingyang was stunned, he couldn't help but burst into a rage, and quickly used his light work to chase him out, but he had lost the opportunity. People, Feng Qingyang had no choice but to watch the distance between the two of them get further and further away...

Realizing that Feng Qingyang had finally been thrown away, Song Qingshu gently put Mu Wanqing down, and said with joy: "Miss, fortunately, you are soft and boneless, and your body is light, otherwise we really couldn't escape."

However, what responded to him was a loud slap from Mu Wanqing.

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