Seeing Song Qingshu escorting a young man to this side, although the man's hair was disheveled and there was traces of blood on the corner of his mouth, but the starry eyes and sword eyebrows could be seen faintly, Zhao Min beautifully frowned slightly: Is this the famous Nan Murong? Why did Song Qingshu really catch him
"Song Qingshu, what do you mean? The old man is asking you to bring back Murong Fu's head, not a living one." Seeing the scene clearly, Ping Yizhi snorted, his fingers tightened slightly, Zhao Min just I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: "If I kill Murong Fu and come back, but you don't heal my companion as agreed, then wouldn't it be a big loss for me? Anyway, Murong Fu is seriously injured now, and I have sealed the big acupoints all over his body. You can kill him anytime."
"There is an old man who comes to the rescue. Of course your companion will not die. Just look at her and you will know that I didn't lie to you. Now you can let the saint go, and kill Murong Fu by the way, right?" Ping pushed Zhao Min to the in front of him so that Song Qingshu could see it more clearly.
"How can you see clearly..." Song Qingshu deliberately lowered his voice, and when Ping Yizhi listened intently, he suddenly shouted, "Let her go!"
Song Qingshu sucked Zhao Min away with both palms across the air, and with a move of Qinglong sucking water, he felt a huge force coming from Zhao Min with his fingers, and couldn't hold it anymore. He watched Zhao Min being sucked by him. Surprised and angry, a big roc hurriedly spread its wings and followed behind Zhao Min.
Song Qingshu held Zhao Min in his arms with one hand, and struck the air with the palm of his right hand. Ping pointed his finger in the air and felt a heavy wave of air coming. It was faster when it came, and took a few big steps back after landing before it stood firm.
"Young Master Song is the number one expert in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and he really lives up to his reputation." Ping Yizhi coughed a few times, his face sinking like water.
"Doctor Ping's words are wrong. Song has already broken with the Manchu court, so why is he called the number one master of the Manchu Dynasty?" Song Qingshu was also shocked. He had never heard of how great Ping Yizhi's martial arts were. Although the palm of his own has left strength, ordinary people either vomit blood from the mouth, or churn with qi and blood, unable to speak at all, and Ping Yizhi looks like a normal person.
"Mr. Song, this old man has already returned your companion to you. I also hope that you will release the holy lady and kill Murong Fu by the way." Ping Yizhi said with a normal expression, as if Zhao Min was really sent back by him just now. .
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and didn't care. He just pinched Zhao Min's pulse and checked carefully, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Although Zhao Min's pulse was weak, it didn't seem to be exhausted like before.
"It's not impossible to release the holy lady, but Doctor Ping can first tell me what kind of enmity there is between you and Mr. Murong, and it must lead to his death?" Song Qingshu admired Ping Yizhi's medical skills in his heart, so his tone of voice was also different. Mild up.
"I hate that he looks more handsome than the old man, can't I?" Ping Yizhi understood that it was just different from the past, before he could have the confidence not to talk nonsense with him, but now that Zhao Min was taken back by him, he rolled his eyes and said nonsense.
Song Qingshu laughed dumbfounded: "This... is also a reason."
Seeing that he didn't intend to do anything, Ping pointed to his face with a cold face, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he immediately tried to meet him: "Song, don't get too complacent, do you think it will be all right if you snatch that girl back?" ?”
"What do you mean?" Song Qingshu was startled, and then realized that Zhao Min hadn't spoken since the beginning of the drive, and must have been hit on the Ya point, so he quickly unlocked her point.
With a groan, Zhao Min finally regained his freedom, with a pretty face expressionless: "I have been hit by his three-corpse brain magic pill."
As soon as this remark came out, Bingxueer and Murong Fu didn't react at all, Song Qingshu and Ren Yingying, who knew the poison of the Three Corpse Brain God Pill, all exclaimed, and the faces of the Sun Moon God Sect disciples were also ashen, obviously afraid of that thing To the extreme.
"The antidote, bring it!" Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and spread it in front of Ping Yizhi, and said in a cold voice.
Ping stroked the beard on his chin with one finger, he laughed and said: "My lord, why pretend not to know, as long as you kill Murong Fu, I will offer the antidote with both hands."
"If I want to kill you, kill yourself." Song Qingshu clapped Murong Fu's waist with his palm, and threw him in front of Ping Yizhi with gentle force.
Ping Yizhi was shocked and angry. It was not easy for him to kill Murong Fu. The reason why he wanted to use Song Qingshu's hand to kill him was mainly to use Song Qingshu to meet the Murong family's violent revenge, especially that person. , he is still alive.
That person's martial arts were already top notch in the world, Ping Yi pointed out that he was no match, so he resorted to borrowing a knife to kill him, and asked Song Qingshu to deal with him. With the martial arts that Song Qingshu has shown in the past two years, maybe he can help him get rid of that serious trouble.
Just about to push Murong Fu back with one palm, Ping Yizhi suddenly found out in shock that Murong Fu, whose vital point was restrained, broke free from the rope, and covered himself with a palm.
Ping Yizhi confronted him with dozens of tricks hastily before he was able to get away and retreat. He felt his blood surging and couldn't help glaring at Song Qingshu: "You lied to me!"
Before Song Qingshu could answer, Murong Fu clasped his fists and asked, "Mr. Su Wenping is known as the 'Four Great Doctors in the World'. I don't know if my Murong family in Gusu has ever offended you. In the south, thousands of miles away, I have never lived before, why does it seem like you are taking your life?"
The words were impeccable, everyone in the Sun Moon God Sect nodded, they all felt that Murong Fu really lived up to his reputation, knowing that the other party wanted to kill him, he still acted like a humble gentleman. In his heart, he felt that Ping Yizhi was crazy, otherwise why would he provoke such a powerful enemy as the Murong family.
I saw Ping pointing his fingers and poohing, and said in a hateful voice: "Gusu Murong didn't offend me, but you offended me a lot."
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, thinking hard for a long time, he couldn't think of any grievances between himself and this person. Of course, he didn't know Ping Yizhi's true identity, so he naturally didn't understand the reason for the crime of being pregnant with Bi. As the current head of the Murong family, practicing the star shift is the biggest original sin.
"Be careful." Seeing that Murong Fu was distracted, Ping attacked again with one finger, Song Qingshu hurriedly reminded him. This is a grievance between the two of them, and it is inconvenient for Song Qingshu to intervene. What's more, with Murong Fu's status in the Jianghu, I'm afraid he won't look good if he helps him himself, so he just took this opportunity to observe Ping Yizhi's martial arts, see if he can see his master's sect, and use this to speculate his identity.
Murong's family is well-known in the world for being able to communicate with hundreds of schools. Murong Fu is proficient in various schools of martial arts, and he demonstrated the martial arts of more than a dozen schools in a single gesture. Everyone from Sun Moon God Sect was dazzled and admired.
Who knows that Ping Yizhi does not give up much, the variety of martial arts displayed is even more complicated than that. Two people come and go, one uses the Wei Tuo pestle, one uses the five tigers to break the door knife, one uses the eagle claw hand, and the other returns the Tongbei fist...
"Why are these two people's martial arts so similar?" Zhao Min asked suspiciously.
Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he felt a flash of lightning flashing across his mind, but he didn't seem to think of anything.
"Hmph, why don't you turn around?" Ping Yizhi sneered while attacking.
"To deal with a clown like you, why use the magical skills passed down from your family." Murong Fu snorted, and fought back mercilessly.
Ping pointed at Jie Jie and said with a smile: "If the old man's prediction is correct, your Excellency's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi has only been practiced to the state of borrowing power to fight hard, so I dare not show it. I am worried that outsiders will see it. The mystery of the other side."
When Murong Fu saw him expressing his thoughts, he couldn't help being surprised and angry: "Who are you, and why are you so clear about the Murong family's affairs?"
It turned out that the Gusu Murong family's reputation of "returning the other's way to the other's body" was so powerful in the martial arts, and it was passed down ten times and hundreds of times.
Seeing many martial arts masters die under the stunt of their own fame, no one would not be terrified. In order to maintain the mystery of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, the Murong family's children generally don't reveal it to outsiders, so those who have seen Dou Zhuan Xing Yi are basically dead.
Although the transformation of the stars is miraculous, most of the successors are still in the realm of relying on strength to attack. When someone attacks with one move, and uses his skill to make his move return to attack himself, it causes others to die because of his famous stunt. situation.
Murong Fu has practiced Dou Zhuan Xing Yi for many years, but he has only reached this level, and if the enemy's martial arts are too high, his Dou Zhuan Xing Yi will not be able to dispel the opponent's attack.
He once heard that when Dou Zhuan Xing Yi has cultivated to a high level, he will enter the state of no form in martial arts. At that time, he no longer needs to rely on strength to fight. He only needs to watch the enemy use his martial arts once, and he can automatically deduce and perfect the enemy's martial arts in his heart, and then use them again. To defeat the opponent with more perfect martial arts, this is the real "returning the other's way to the other body".
Of course, it has been passed down from generation to generation that he has practiced to the highest level and can even move stars, but Murong Fu has always dismissed it, subconsciously thinking that it is just an exaggeration of his ancestors.
"I know a lot more." Ping Yizhi snorted, and his moves suddenly became sharper, "Let you see what it means to repay the other with the way of the other."
Next, Ping Yizhi no longer made moves by himself, but followed Murong Fu's moves, and immediately used the same moves to meet him. The two obviously had the same moves, but Ping Yi's instigation seemed to be slightly more powerful, and Murong Fu soon fell into the disadvantaged.
"Eh?" Looking at the situation in the field, Song Qingshu was also amazed, the son of the Murong family who claimed to repay him with the same way, was called "repay him with the same way" by the enemy.
Ren Yingying's beautiful eyes were full of doubts: Ping Yizhi had always been famous for his medical skills in the Sun Moon God Sect, but he never knew that his martial arts were so superb.
Murong Fu was even more terrified, thinking, could it be that this person has already entered the state of Wuzhong Wuxiang? Although he realized that breathing and breathing with one finger is not the way to move stars, but he thought that the state of no form in Wuzhong was beyond his comprehension, so he didn't have any doubts.
But in this way, Murong Fu's moves became more obscure, and soon he got a palm in his chest, vomited blood, and retreated.
Song Qingshu couldn't just watch Murong Fu being killed by him, so he quickly sucked him over and shouted: "I want to see if you can pay me back in my own way!"
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