Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 266

The Songyang Divine Palm and the Cold Ice Divine Palm are the unique skills of the Songshan School.

What's more, many direct disciples of the Songshan School are not qualified to learn these two palm techniques.

The middle-aged fighters of the Wu Cup Sect recognized Zuo Qingcheng's palm technique, and their expression changed slightly.

The Songshan Sect is also a top sect, and the Songyang Divine Palm has a restraining effect on toxins. If it is not a last resort, the Wuzhong Sect would not want to provoke the disciples of the Songshan Sect.

"Chucky!"

But at this moment, a wisp of black smoke suddenly rose from Zuo Qingcheng's hand, with a pungent smell.

However, Zuo Qingcheng had been on guard for a long time, and after using the blazing true energy emitted by Songyang Divine Palm to vaporize all the toxins, his figure also retreated rapidly.

"Who are you?"

The middle-aged martial artist of the Wu Cup Sect climbed up from the ice, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked with some trepidation.

The martial artist with the metal mask in front of him must be the true core disciple of the Songshan School since he can use the Songyang Divine Palm.

"Clang clang!"

Zuo Qingcheng ignored the man, but the clanging sound of the sword behind him was extremely frightening.

"You want me to take off the mask?"

Zuo Qingcheng's voice was indifferent, but those disciples of the Wuzhong Sect felt a strong sense of oppression.

"Songshan swordsmanship!"

The middle-aged martial artist of the Wu Cup Sect was horrified, and hurriedly ordered several disciples to retreat, and shouted loudly: "I didn't intend to offend you below, and I hope you will forgive me."

There are [-] ways of Songshan swordsmanship. After being used, it looks like the peaks of Songshan Mountain. It is magnificent and majestic.

This is a set of extremely aggressive moves, and everyone in the Jianghu is discolored by it.

The middle-aged warrior knew that if the person wearing the mask in front of him was really allowed to use the Songshan swordsmanship, the two sides would really be immortal.

Gein Songshan's swordsmanship is domineering and fierce, as long as he makes a move, he will definitely kill someone.

Feeling the terrifying fluctuations and the aura emanating from Zuo Qingcheng, the middle-aged warrior immediately felt fear in his heart.

"Humph!"

Zuo Qingcheng snorted coldly, the sword behind his back hummed, and fell silent again.

Those warriors soaked in the Yinyang Spring feel the strength of Zuo Qingcheng, and they are all awe-inspiring.

"Brother Qingcheng, are you okay?"

Huan Chang flew to Zuo Qingcheng's side and asked with some concern.

At the beginning, he had fought against the disciples of the Wuzhong sect, and he knew that the other party's poison methods were unpredictable, so he was worried that Zuo Qingcheng would be poisoned.

"Don't worry, Ah Chang, I'm fine."

The mask covered Zuo Qingcheng's face, Huan Chang couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but saw a smile in the other person's eyes.

"Zuo Qingcheng, this person is the young master of the Songshan School!"

When the disciples of the Wuzhong Sect heard Huan Chang's words, they couldn't help but exclaimed, and looked at Zuo Qingcheng again, immediately filled with awe.

Every top sect senior brother definitely has extremely powerful strength.

These people have seen the power of the big brother Wu Zhongmen, and they have a deep understanding of the horror of this kind of people, and they dare not be presumptuous again.

Although the Wu Cup Sect is domineering, they can see the situation clearly and know who can be messed with and who can't be messed with.

"It's just that I offended you so much, I hope you can't blame Zuo Shaoxia!"

The middle-aged martial artist of the Wu Cup Sect was also shocked, and hurried forward to apologize.

Facing the behemoth of the Songshan School, although the Wuzhong Sect may not be afraid, they will not easily make enemies.

"If there is nothing else, I will go back to practice."

Zuo Qingcheng was cold and arrogant, and without saying anything, he was about to turn around and leave.

After all, the Wu Cup Sect is not easy to provoke, and Zuo Qingcheng is extremely afraid of the other party's weird and unpredictable methods of using poison.

Like the people from the Wu Cup Sect, Zuo Qingcheng would not want to provoke these guys unless he had to.

"It's him, this is the man who killed the disciple of the Wu Cup Sect!"

At this moment, the martial artist guarding the cave pointed at Huan Chang and yelled loudly, with hatred in his eyes.

Although Huan Chang had recovered his original face, the man recognized Huan Chang's voice.

Zuo Qingcheng frowned slightly, but finally turned around again.

"This is my friend, and I don't want anyone to trouble him."

Although Zuo Qingcheng's words were short, Huan Chang's ears made him feel warm in his heart.

But the middle-aged martial artist of the Wu Cup Sect, his face turned cold at this time, and he stared at Huan Chang with a stern look in his eyes.

But for Zuo Qingcheng, middle-aged warriors are still very afraid.

"Although Zuo Shaoxia has excellent martial arts skills, but this person killed my disciple of the Wu Cup Sect, my Wu Cup Sect will definitely not let it go."

"We have no intention of being an enemy of Zuo Shaoxia, but if Zuo Shaoxia insists on protecting this person, I can only offend him!"

The people of the Wu Cup Sect have always defended their weaknesses, and they will take revenge.

Just now, the middle-aged warrior lowered his head because he was thinking of the sect, and he didn't want to easily make enemies for the Wuzhong sect, but it didn't mean he was afraid of Zuo Qingcheng.

Although Zuo Qingcheng's martial arts are high, Songyang Divine Palm also has a restraining effect on severe poison.

But the middle-aged warrior is still confident that he can kill Zuo Qingcheng with poison without anyone noticing.

However, in this way, the Wuzhong sect will inevitably turn against the Songshan faction, and if it really causes a war between the two sides, it is definitely not a scene that middle-aged warriors would like to see.

But now that the murderer has been found, if Wu Zhongmen doesn't take revenge, it will lose all face.

Jianghu sects pay attention to face, even the notorious Wu Cup sect is the same.

Zuo Qingcheng frowned slightly, but did not leave, but stood quietly beside Huan Chang.

"Killers are always killed. You are only allowed to kill my friends from the Wuzhong sect, and I am not allowed to kill the Wuzhong sect?"

Huan Chang stepped forward, shouted and asked with a cold face, and even cast a cold glance at the warrior guarding the cave.

Although fighting in rivers and lakes is common, there are also good and evil distinctions. Righteous people kill for a reason, while evil people do it recklessly.

If Huan Chang really avenged his friend, he would be well-known for killing the disciple of the Wuzhong sect, and he would be able to occupy the highest moral point.

Huan Chang's gaze caught the cave guard warrior, and he immediately felt icy cold all over, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

But when he thought of the disciples of the Wuzhong Sect by his side, he immediately became more courageous, took two steps forward again, and glared at Huanchang viciously.

"Why do you say it so righteously? I think you killed the disciples of the Wu Cup Sect and took away their property!"

"At the entrance of the cave, I really saw you take out the Nanyue Kingdom bank notes. I must have killed the fellow Wu Cup sect and snatched them."

"Besides, you are an insatiable greedy person. Before you entered the cave, you actually used your own martial arts skills to extort 4000 taels of silver from me!"

The loud shouts of the warriors guarding the cave attracted everyone's attention.

All the people who were watching the play set their eyes on Huan Chang, with suspicion in their eyes.

If Huan Chang was really motivated by money, and it was someone who killed people and blackmailed at will, these people's impressions of Huan Chang would naturally be greatly reduced.

After all, one who has reached the peak level of breaking into a house doesn't care too much about things outside of him.

"Thief, what else do you want to say!"

When the middle-aged martial artist of the Wu Cup Sect heard the words, he was even more furious, and his eyes were looking at Huan Chang with a fierce gleam.

(End of this chapter)