Seeing that the lover's attention was not on himself at all, Shi Xiangyun couldn't help pouting, obviously in the girl's heart, everything else was secondary, only the lover's constant care and love was the most important.
But she thought about it again, as a man, it's normal for brother Wei to pay more attention to career matters. Now that several masters are fighting, it's a rare opportunity to observe, and brother Wei has always liked martial arts, so it's not surprising to have such a reaction.
Thinking of this, Shi Xiangyun instantly smiled again. A young girl who is in love has her whole heart on her lover, as if she can forgive him for anything he does.
Following his lover's gaze, Shi Xiangyun saw Song Qingshu fighting the two masters of the beggar gang with a heroic figure, and he couldn't help sighing secretly: "I didn't realize that he is quite handsome before, but he is still a bit worse than my brother Wei."
Song Qingshu and the two had already fought dozens of moves. If they had simply confronted any one of them, they would have been captured by now. However, these two people often take care of each other and defuse their own attacks for the other party, making it much more difficult to deal with.
"It's really strange that one of them has Yi Jin Jing and the other learns Xing Xing Dharma, but they give me the feeling of the same origin." Song Qingshu frowned. One learns the evil methods of the demon sect, but for some reason, their martial arts are strangely similar, as if they came from the same school, otherwise they wouldn't be able to cooperate so seamlessly, and they have already been broken by themselves.
"Just let me take a look at your real face." Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
Chen Youliang and the gray-robed man were alarmed, and hurriedly dodged to the side, but it was a step too late, Song Qingshu had already appeared beside the gray-robed man, pointing one finger at the big acupoint on his waist, and pointing his other hand towards his face up and grab it.
The gray-robed man was terrified, and hastily had no choice but to use Bi Juexue to greet him with the same finger.
When the two fingers touched, the gray-robed man felt as if he had been swallowed by lightning, and he was no longer able to resist the opponent's hand that fell towards him. If Chen Youliang hadn't hugged his waist in time and jumped back a few feet, his head would have fallen. I'm afraid there have been a few more blood holes, repeating what happened to the law enforcement elders at the Lion Slaying Conference.
Song Qingshu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but raised his finger, looked at the thin layer of frost above, and finally guessed the opponent's identity: "Phantom Yin Finger, so you are Cheng Kun, Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand!"
When Yang Xiao and other masters had Cheng Kun's phantom yin finger, his whole body felt as if he had fallen into a cellar of ice, and his whole body was stiff, unable to move for several hours. As a result, Song Qingshu dispelled the chill on his fingers with just a twist of his inner breath.
"Didn't you be imprisoned in Shaolin Temple because of the Golden Retriever Lion King who deprived you of all your martial arts?" Even though he hadn't seen what happened after the Lion Slaying Conference, Song Qingshu was quite clear about the general things, so he was very puzzled. A theoretical Why do disabled people and prisoners in the prison suddenly appear here alive and well
At this moment, the gray-robed man's mask had been swept off by the strong wind, revealing his original appearance, and it really was the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun.
At this time, Chen Youliang was already terrified, and he could no longer think of fighting him, and shouted: "Make a big fight, avenge the former law enforcement elder, the leader of the palm, and kill this beast!"
In fact, compared to Song Qingshu, the beggar gang and Cheng Kun had a greater enmity. After all, Song Qingshu only killed two Nine Bag elders, while Cheng Kun was the chief culprit who killed their former gang leader.
It's a pity that in the past two years, Chen Youliang worked hard and cleaned up a large number of old people. Now he has smashed the Beggar Gang into a piece of iron. Although a few people still have doubts when they see Cheng Kun, Chen Youliang's confidantes are everywhere. Nor could they protest.
"The dog-killing formation?" Song Qingshu muttered to himself. This dog-killing formation is very famous in Jianghu. It is comparable to the Big Dipper Array of Zhenjiao.
When he and Chen Youliang were fighting before, all the masters of the Beggar Clan had prepared their weapons and were ready to step forward to help at any time. Now they received Chen Youliang's instruction, they immediately rushed forward and laid out the dog-killing formation.
I saw the group of beggars He He shouted, the swords were as bright as snow, and hundreds of masters from the Beggar Clan each held their machetes, surrounding Song Qingshu in the core. These nearly a hundred people either sang the lotus flower falling, or screamed for pain, or stretched out their fists and punched their chests, or shouted: "Master, madam, give me alms!"
Song Qingshu was startled for a moment, then he understood that these strange calls were aimed at disturbing the enemy's mind. I saw the group of beggars' footsteps were chaotic, jumping back and forth, without stopping at all, but they advanced and retreated, but they were rigorous and methodical.
"The name of your gang 'Killing Dog Formation' is very good. It's just that killing dogs is easy. If you want to subdue dragons and subdue tigers, this formation will not work." As soon as Song Qingshu finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he rushed towards the formation.
"Let's go together." The group of beggars waved their knives and danced their swords, as if a cloud of snowflakes were blooming in front of them, they rushed towards Song Qingshu.
I saw Song Qingshu rushing to the left, but his body slanted to the right. His movement was too fast, and the eyes of the beggars couldn't keep up. As a result, many subtle changes in the dog-killing formation couldn't be performed at all, but the white light flickered again and again. He snatched all the scimitars from the beggars' hands and threw them down, and stuck each handle on the main beam of the hall. Nearly a hundred scimitars were neatly lined up in a row, each of which didn't penetrate the wood for a foot.
In private, Dongfang Muxue often criticizes his wife's benevolence, but Song Qingshu can't do anything like killing people. The weapon is not a killer.
Even so, it was enough to shock people's hearts. When the group of beggars saw that the big formation at the bottom of the gang's box was easily broken by him, a group of people were dumbfounded, and they all took a few steps back, looking at him like a monster.
In the quiet hall suddenly sounded Cheng Kun's shout: "Song Qingshu, are you still not stopping?"
Song Qingshu turned his head and saw Cheng Kun holding Shi Xiangyun's shoulder with one hand and pressing her carotid artery with the other, looking at him with fear.
"Why should I stop." Song Qingshu looked at him without any fluctuation on his face.
Cheng Kun suffocated for breath, and turned into anger from embarrassment: "Your woman is in my hands. If you dare to act rashly, if I poke her with my phantom finger, you will not be able to save her even if you are a god." He pressed his finger down , Shi Xiangyun couldn't help crying out in pain.
"You can press it if you want. Anyway, she has nothing to do with me," Song Qingshu shrugged, "This woman is trying to murder me viciously. If you really kill her, I have to thank you."
Shi Xiangyun saw him just now with great supernatural power, breaking through the formation of the Beggar Clan with ease, and couldn't help but look at him beautifully. At this moment, he suddenly heard the image of himself in the other party's heart as "sinister and vicious", and couldn't help crying out of grievance. , but thinking of what I did to him, this evaluation doesn't seem to be unfair.
"Think of me as a three-year-old child?" Cheng Kunxun laughed, "If the majestic Golden Snake King hadn't been interested in this little girl, even if she has ten times better martial arts, how could she plot against you?"