Huang Rong's heart was also cold, she could only blame her for the subtlety of the move just now, and the more subtle the move, the less room for change. The sword got bigger and bigger.
Suddenly, Huang Rong felt her eyes darken. Her first reaction was that she thought she had been hit, but it took a while to realize that it was Song Qing who stood in front of her.
"Will he bear the sword for himself?" A thought flashed in Huang Rong's mind, "Why would he be willing to shield himself?"
Song Qing didn't have time to care about what Huang Rong was thinking. Seeing the golden knife and black sword approaching in a short while, he stretched out his hands in front of him solemnly. The golden knife and black sword were about to hit his hands, but suddenly seemed Hitting an invisible wall of air, stopped a few inches away from the skin of Song Qing's hands, and came down at ∷.↓±.∞, the blade trembling violently, as if it was being sawed by two huge forces.
"Turn gas into a wall!"
Xuan Cheng looked shocked. As the number one person in Shaolin Temple for two hundred years, his knowledge is naturally far beyond ordinary people. There are many masters in the world who protect the body, and his own King Kong is not bad. Beiming Zhenqi, Shaolin's Jiuyang Zhenqi, etc. After being trained, the Zhenqi circulates around the body wantonly. When encountering an enemy attack, it will automatically protect the master, and some can even take the opportunity to fight back against the enemy.
But these body-protecting qi will only flow in the host's own meridians, and will never flow out of the body. Even if there are some amazing people who have reached the peak of their inner strength and can release their inner strength slightly outside the body, they can at most block the wind and rain or something , absolutely unable to deal with the attacks of martial arts masters, let alone this sharp blade with the internal strength of two masters
Xuancheng filtered all the masters he knew in his mind, and found that only the one from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion could do all this, but how old is this Song Qing? Xuan Cheng never believed in his heart that his martial arts had really reached that level!
But he soon thought of Ah Qing, who was born with sword energy before, and his face suddenly turned ugly. He thought Xu Zhu would be sure to win in a small Golden Snake Contest, but now it seems that the world is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
Song Qing realized that the strength of the golden knife and black sword had been counteracted by himself, and immediately snorted coldly, and opened his hands, the golden knife and black sword broke inch by inch as if severely injured, and scattered all over the ground.
Gongsun Zhigang regained his breath a little, looked up and saw this scene, his face twitched, and with a puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"good!"
The heroes in the arena didn't care what Gongsun Zhi thought, they cheered loudly when they saw Song Qing save Huang Rong at the critical moment. In the eyes of most people, Song Qing's shattering of the golden sword and the black sword is shocking and exciting enough. It can be seen that the one who turned into a wall was actually more shocking. The whole audience can count them with both hands, and they all have complicated expressions without exception. There was one exception, of course, Ah Qing clapped her hands heartlessly and shouted joyfully: "Big brother is really amazing!"
"That's a villain! He's our enemy." Yuan Ziyi quickly reminded him angrily. The last time he was teased by him in the Emei School, Yuan Ziyi didn't have a good impression of Song Qing. Hearing what happened to senior brother Chen Jialuo, as well as Honghuahui Yuting, Wen Tailai and others adding fuel and vinegar in their daily life, confirmed the original impression.
"Why, isn't he saving people?" Ah Qing asked curiously.
"He..." Yuan Ziyi was at a loss for words, and after a while, he finally thought of a reason that was not a reason, "His purpose of saving people is not pure, and he has bad intentions."
"What's the bad intentions?" Ah Qing continued to ask.
"He...he is a pervert," Yuan Ziyi blurted out, thinking of the rumors in the Jianghu and what Wen Tailai mentioned about him doing to Luo Bing, "Guangzhu Huang is a famous beauty in the Jianghu. He is just greedy for her beauty." I want to take the opportunity to get close to each other."
Yuan Shixiao couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and coughed heavily: "Zi Yi, be careful!"
It is not a big problem for Yuan Ziyi to say Song Qing in this way. After all, judging from the information he got from the communication with Yu Ting, Chen Jialuo and others, it is not wrong to say Song Qing in this way. It's just that Yuan Ziyi mentioned Huang Rong again, and what he said was really embarrassing. Huang Rong's prestige among the martial arts people in the Central Plains is so high, and the beggar gang has many eyes and ears. If someone accidentally listens to it, it will inevitably cause another big trouble.
"Oh~" Yuan Ziyi pouted depressedly, glared bitterly at Song Qing who was in the distance, and vented all his anger on him.
It's just that Song Qing is not that sensitive, he knew what Yuan Ziyi was thinking from such a distance, and he just turned around to support Huang Rong: "Guangzhu Huang, are you alright?"
"It's okay." Huang Rong took her hand out of Song Qing's palm calmly, took a step back slightly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she reached a safe distance, "Thank you Song Shaoxia."
Song Qing laughed, and said in a voice audible to both of them: "I saved your mother and daughter at the same time today. Gang leader Huang, please remember to owe me a favor." own seat.
Huang Rong's expression was a little unnatural, she could always feel something strange from the young man's eyes, especially the way he hugged him from left to right, he must be a romantic person like Ouyang Ke, but for some reason, back then she Seeing Ouyang Ke, I was particularly disgusted. Now I can clearly guess that Song Qing has a little thought, but there is not much disgust.
Seeing that Song Qing ruined his good deed again, Yang Guo took a deep look at him, turned around and left with a cold snort, Gongsun Zhi had his weapon blown flying by him in one move, now he can hardly stand up, the outcome Nature has been divided.
Song Qing sighed secretly, with Gongsunzhi's martial arts cultivation, he shouldn't have suffered such a miserable defeat. The swordsmanship in the Jianghu generally pays attention to lightness and subtlety, who would have thought that Yang Guo would be so ingenious that he could practice an epee without a sharp edge Swordsmanship, if Gongsunzhi had seen the power of the black iron epee in advance, and hadn't rushed to confront Yang Lai with the idea of a quick battle at the beginning, with Gongsunzhi's attainments of the golden sword and the black sword, maybe it would be able to support him There may be dozens of tricks.
It's a pity that there are no ifs in this world, Jianghu is such a place where winners and losers, Murong Fu is like this, he is no exception, he was defeated by Yang Guo in one move, and the golden sword and black sword were destroyed by his own hands in this way. Doomed to become the laughing stock of people in the arena.
Huang Rong was also preoccupied at this time. On the ring stage, she hurriedly summarized the match just now, and after introducing the next pair of contestants, Sun Moon God Jiao Linghu Chong and Xixia Yipintang Duan Yanqing, she walked down in a trance, because she had been in a trance all the time. Think about a question: why when Song Qing stood in front of him, his first reaction was not that he would shoot down the golden knife and black sword, but that he would use his body to block the knife for himself