Song Qingshu looked at Fang Yi, and couldn't help feeling guilty. Fang Yi noticed his gaze, and the resentment accumulated in his heart suddenly disappeared. Suddenly, Feng Xifan stabbed him with a sword, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "careful!"
It turned out that Feng Xifan couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw Song Qingshu's sudden distraction, and quickly stabbed Miao Ruolan in his arms with his sword. can hurt him.
But when he stabs the little girl in the opponent's arms, he will definitely save him. Saving others and saving himself are two completely different reactions. Saving oneself is all about instinct, and it is difficult to have flaws in moves and reactions, but saving others is different, and it is caught off guard. The next step will definitely reveal a flaw, what Feng Xifan is waiting for is that momentary opportunity.
Noticing Feng Xifan's actions, Song Qingshu didn't understand his thoughts, and was furious, thinking that he decided not to help each other, so don't blame me for your own death.
Song Qingshu stretched out his palm to block the point of the sword, Feng Xifan was overjoyed, thinking this is not a waste of your hand? He was about to pierce the opponent's palm with all his strength, but the zhenqi on the tip of the sword poured into the sea like a mud cow, and there was no response.
Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and gently sent his palm forward, breaking Feng Xifan's long sword inch by inch as if crushing the dead.
Feng Xifan felt as if his chest had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he couldn't lift his inner strength no matter what, his whole body was numb, and he stood there in a daze.
Song Qingshu didn't give him another chance, and silently tapped his Tanzhong acupoint with his finger, his true energy destroyed his vitality in an instant, and said coldly, "You can also taste the taste of killing without blood."
Feng Xifan's face was flushed red, his throat was gurgling, the vitality in his eyes gradually disappeared, and finally he fell to the ground slumped.
Seeing Feng Xifan fell to the ground, Zheng Keshuang was shocked, but he didn't take it seriously, and ordered his subordinates to help him up, who knew that his subordinates ran over and stretched out their hands to sigh, and immediately stammered: "Second Young Master, Feng... Feng... Feng..."
"Feng, you are a big-headed ghost." Not only did he not show his hand in front of the beauty, but instead made a mess, Zheng Keshuang was already full of anger, but when he saw that his subordinates were so clueless, he immediately became furious.
"Master Feng is dead."
As soon as these words came out, the gazebo suddenly fell into a strange tranquility, and even the people in the Mu Palace were incredulous. Feng Xifan was still here showing off his power before a stick of incense, and he just died without a sound
Slap!
The teacup in Zheng Keshuang's hand fell to the ground, he was the first to react, because he knew that his subordinates would never dare to lie to him, if he said that Feng Xifan was dead, he was really dead.
Thinking of Feng Xifan attacking the opponent with so many swords in a daze before, and the opponent took his life as soon as he raised his hand, Zheng Keshuang trembled uncontrollably. He knew that he might offend someone who shouldn't be offended.
"You... you actually killed Master Feng, you... do you know who I am?" Zheng Keshuang said sternly.
"Why can't Feng Xifan be killed? He just killed the white hero of Prince Mu's mansion. It's fair to pay for his life." Song Qingshu thought to himself that if he was killed anyway, the Zheng family in Taiwan would be offended, so it's better to take the opportunity to sell a favor to Mu. palace.
In fact, from Song Qingshu's point of view, the people of Mu Wangfu are now dying, and it is far less valuable than the Zheng family in Taiwan. However, after a short contact just now, Song Qingshu understands that he and Zheng Keshuang are not the same people, and they are destined not to urinate in the same pot. go. It's better to get close to Prince Mu's Mansion, not to mention there is Fang Yi at Prince Mu's Mansion.
Sure enough, when Song Qingshu said this, the eyes of everyone in the Mu Palace were filled with gratitude, especially Bai Hansong's younger brother Bai Hanfeng and Mu Jiansheng.
Of course, Bai Hanfeng needless to say that the reason why Mu Jiansheng was so grateful was because he knew that it would be very difficult for him to kill Feng Xifan to avenge his subordinates.
Under his leadership, everyone in the Mu Palace has struggled for the illusory goal of fighting the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty for many years, without any possibility of success. Everyone's hearts have already been floating. If Mu Jiansheng can't avenge Bai Hansong this time, he may become the enemy The last straw would be a huge blow to his prestige, and the Mu Palace might fall apart.
Now that Song Qingshu killed Feng Xifan, he really solved a potential crisis for him, how could Mu Jiansheng be unhappy
Fang Yi's eyes were even more charming. In her opinion, Song Qingshu's move was mostly for her own sake. Otherwise, he had no friendship with Mu Wangfu, so how could he kill Feng Xifan at the risk of offending the Zheng family in Taiwan.
Mu Jianping's face was full of stars, with a small cherry mouth opening wide, and murmured, "Senior sister, your friend's martial arts is so good."
Song Qingshu didn't expect to have so many good relationships, but he just looked at Zheng Keshuang coldly and said, "I know you are the second son of the Prince of Yanping County in Taiwan. I admire the heroic deeds of Lord Guoxing, so I won't hurt you His descendants, you go."
"Who are you? Dare to report your name. In the future, the Zheng family will be rewarded generously."
Zheng Keshuang understood that with the opponent's martial arts, if he wanted to take his life, the group of "masters" around him who usually had eyes above the top couldn't stop him at all. Seeing what Song Qingshu said, he was relieved, and suddenly felt that it would be very difficult to walk away like this. Losing face, I couldn't help but put down a scene.
There was a sneering smile on Song Qingshu's face: "I'm Song Qingshu, and I'm waiting for you at any time."
Zheng Keshuang's face turned red and then paled, Feng Xifan was very reluctant to be considered the number one master in Taiwan, but Song Qingshu was recognized as the number one master of Manchu Qing in the Jianghu in the past two years.
Under the arrangement of Sang Feihong, many sisters of Wuhumen sold and sang storytelling in the streets and alleys, and they would publicize Song Qingshu's deeds.
Song Qingshu had already defeated many famous martial arts masters, and was promoted by Wuhumen. In the hearts of those who don't know the truth, Song Qingshu faintly has the qualification to become the number one master in the world.
Zheng Keshuang belongs to this kind of people who don't know the truth. In addition, seeing Feng Xifan, who is usually invincible, was killed by him with one move, the fear in his heart deepened. No matter what the scene said, he greeted his subordinates to leave in a disheartened manner.
Mu Jiansheng took the opportunity to go forward and salute: "Your Excellency is the Yishi Song who assassinated the false emperor Kangxi back then. Mu Jiansheng has long admired his name." Recognize the identity of Emperor Kangxi, and only call him a false emperor.
Seeing that what Mu Jiansheng admired for a long time was not his own martial arts, but his "failed" reputation in assassinating Kangxi, Song Qingshu was filled with emotion: the people in Mu Wangfu are indeed benevolent and righteous men who opposed the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty, and their martial arts talents may not be high. But the spirit of doing what you know you can't do is worthy of respect.
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