"Who are you going to crush to death?" A cold voice came from midair at this moment.
A group of people followed the prestige and saw a young man standing on a branch of a big tree in mid-air. His whole body fluctuated slightly with the swing of the branch, as if he had no weight.
Zhusou's heart trembled: This young man's lightness kung fu is so high!
"Who are you!" Zhusou shouted.
The young man replied coldly, "Didn't you just say you wanted to pinch me to death with one hand?"
"Brother Song!"
"Menglang!"
At this time, Yelu Nanxian and Li Qinglu also recognized the identity of their lover, and the tone of surprise was full of disbelief.
Song Qingshu tapped his toes, landed gently from the tree beside the two women, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry I came late and made you suffer."
In the desperate situation of the two girls, suddenly there is a bright future, and it was the lover who came to rescue him in person, and wept with joy. If it wasn't for the inopportune time, he might have thrown himself into his arms on the spot and confessed his heartfelt feelings.
"Wait for me, let me clean up this thin bamboo pole first." Song Qingshu smiled at the two women, and disappeared in place.
Zhu old man couldn't help but trembled when he heard his words, and he put up his mental alertness, but he didn't expect that the other party suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and he suddenly lost his soul, but the murderous reputation has been rampant outside the Great Wall for decades, and he is not in vain , instinctively stab somewhere diagonally behind.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu had just cast Closer to the End of the World and appeared beside him in an instant, just in time to see the opponent's cold iron staff attacking, but this hasty move did not pose any threat to him.
A few days ago, he had mastered the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, and the kung fu of using his bare hands to strike the blade was already at its peak. I couldn't help but fell to the ground.
He also tried to fight back, but when the other party vomited forcefully, his whole body felt as if he had been swallowed by lightning, and he had already suffered quite a few internal injuries, how could he still use his internal strength
Song Qingshu held him by the throat, and there was a bit of admiration in his eyes: "Although he is as thin as a bamboo pole, his skill is really good." Although the opponent was captured by him, with his current cultivation, he deliberately attacked Now, looking at the whole Jianghu, there are only a handful of characters who can escape, but the opponent can counterattack in a hurry, which is enough to make people look at it differently.
"Who the hell are you, and why are you so good at martial arts?" Zhusou's voice was full of fear, and he no longer had the arrogance he had at the beginning. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, "I can't catch a single move in the whole world. There are only so many people, and their surname is Song, are you the county horse of the Ruyang Palace?"
Song Qingshu was taken aback, and immediately realized that he was referring to his relationship with Zhao Min. He couldn't help being in a good mood: "Have you already recognized my relationship with Zhao Min in Mongolia?" The other party's tone naturally showed that he was from Mongolia.
"Hmph, I advise you to let me go," Zhusou gradually calmed down from the shock of being captured instantly, "not to mention your relationship with the Ruyang Palace, let alone martial arts itself, you are just relying on lightness. Weird, that's why I was taken advantage of by you, and when I meet my senior brother whose qinggong is no less than yours, what big waves can you make?"
"Who is your senior brother?" Song Qingshu didn't take it too seriously. Although Zhusou's martial arts is very strong, he is still inferior to Qiu Qianren, and he can't even perceive the subtlety of his own catching techniques, but he doesn't mind. Take this opportunity to find out some useful information.
"My senior brother is the head of the Huajian School. Nian Liandan, who is known as '', is one of the three great masters outside the region. These years, he followed the Great Khan to fight here and there. I don't know how many national masters have been killed." Zhusou said. His tone was full of pride, and it could be seen that he worshiped this senior brother to the bottom of his bones.
"Huajian School?" Song Qingshu was a little confused, why the characters in Huang Yili were a little messed up, but I remember that several of Huang Yi's novels described many masters under the command of the Mongolian Khan, and I don't know if he made it up out of thin air or there were such people in the first place. The legends were collected by him.
"Are you scared?" Seeing that he was stunned, Zhusou said, "It's best to let me go quickly. For the sake of the Ruyang Palace, my senior brother may let you go. To be on the safe side, you can put me away Those two women were brought as presents, my senior brother loves stunning beauties the most, once he sees them, he may spare your life."
"That's a lot of nonsense." Song Qingshu tightened his hands and directly crushed his throat. Zhusou's old eyes were wide open, as if he didn't expect that he would die so silently after so many years in the outside world.
"You actually killed Zhusou, come here, shoot him!" Before Zhusou was captured, the leader of this team of iron kites was a bit wary. The subordinates shot arrows.
The iron kite is the most elite unit of Xixia, and the bow and arrow are already ready. As soon as the order is issued, a rain of arrows shoots at Song Qingshu.
"Be careful!" Yelu Nanxian and Li Qinglu exclaimed.
Song Qingshu turned his hands slightly in front of him, and a cyclone visible to the naked eye was formed. Those bows and arrows lost their aim when they touched the cyclone, and they spun in the direction of the cyclone.
Seeing that the timing was almost up, Song Qingshu turned back the cyclone in his hand, and the arrows mixed with it were reflected back at a speed several times faster than before, and the group of knights who had just shot arrows fell to the ground and died.
Song Qingshu's figure flashed, and he had already rushed to the general's side. The opponent wanted to draw out his waist knife to fight back, but unfortunately he had already controlled the knife before he could draw it out.
Grabbing him and coming to Li Qinglu's side, he shouted to the remaining soldiers: "Your general has been captured, and now Princess Yinchuan is here again, put down your weapons and surrender, and let the past go!"
The group of soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay. The other party was like a god just now. As soon as he advanced and retreated, he killed the master Zhusou, captured the leader, and shot a large number of archers to death. Now that they have the title of princess, they didn't hesitate, so they took advantage of the situation. Po, pleaded guilty to Li Qinglu one after another.
Li Qinglu sent people from the next Pintang to control these knights, and Song Qingshu asked, "Where is Wanqing, why didn't you see her?"
Yelu Nanxian hurriedly replied: "A group of soldiers suddenly broke into the Jietan Temple before. They are numerous and powerful, and there are many masters. We are outnumbered. Sister Mu was taken away by them. If the princess did not come to help, I am afraid I would have died too." It's hard to escape."
Song Qingshu suddenly looked at the group of soldiers who surrendered: "Where did you catch Miss Mu?"
The group of soldiers hurriedly replied: "The general personally ordered that Miss Mu is the future queen and cannot be left outside, so I sent someone to invite her back to the palace."
"Imperial Palace?" Song Qingshu thought of what Zhusou said just now, and hurriedly asked, "What year did you pity Dan, where is he now?"
"The general placed him in the palace to frighten every family in the capital." A hundred households replied.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but his heart sank, and he hurriedly said to Yelu Nanxian and Li Qinglu: "I have to enter the palace immediately, otherwise Wanmei will be in danger."