Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 146 Nine Yin
In an instant, the entire snow peak was bursting with purple light, and the white snow was reflected into a purple glow. Even the sun hanging high in the sky could not cover the dazzling purple, and even a side was outlined by the purple, and the red sun could not be seen. turned into a purple sun.

At this moment, the ten-thousand-year-old snow on the snow peak moved towards Song Qingshu and the others with infinite power. The originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy. Countless palm-sized snowflakes fell all over the sky, and the snow under Song Qingshu's feet also began to change. Everyone trembled, like an earth dragon turning over. Everyone was a little unsteady. Although the avalanche hadn't arrived, the momentum was already terrifying.

"Sword thrust!" Song Qingshu growled, and stabbed obliquely with the Ziwei soft sword in his hand. The next moment, a huge sword energy came out from the blade of the Ziwei soft sword, and it grows when facing the wind, and grows when encountering snow. In the blink of an eye It covered Song Qingshu and the others, and as far as the eyes could see, there was a long purple river.

At this moment, if there is an immortal in the sky, he would be able to see the avalanche rolling towards the earth with just a little bow, but at this moment, a purple streak went up against the avalanche and hit it, directly hitting the avalanche. The ten thousand hectares of snow is divided into two halves, just like a sharp stone is erected in the stream. Everything in the place where the snowstorm passes is submerged. This point has never been submerged and covered by white, and it has always bloomed its own unique color in the white ground during the whole day.

This sword split into an avalanche really made Wu Chang and Hu Kui stunned. Seeing the oncoming ten thousand hectares of snow, it split into two in front of Song Qing's writing, and then merged into one behind them. Dudu let the four of them out to fight against the mighty power of heaven and earth with his own strength, just ask who in the entire martial arts world can have such skill.

Both of them had some doubts for a moment. Is this young man who looks like a banished fairy in front of him really a human being?

What no one knows is that Song Qingshu is not easy at the moment. Although it is indeed a bit of a trick to use the sword as a stone, turn snow into a river, and hit water with a stone, it is after all a thousand hectares of snow, even if it is a trick. At this moment, Song Qingshu only felt that [-]% of the innate qi in his body had gone, but the snow all over the sky was still pouring towards him. If he missed a moment, he might end up buried deep in the snow. Now, Song Qingshu puffed up his cheeks, gritted his teeth tightly, and felt more and more emptiness coming from his body. He hadn't experienced this feeling for five years, but this was not the time to think about it. There is no end, and he can't bear it anymore, how to get himself and Yang Yaoqin out of danger is the most important thing for him at the moment, even if only Yang Yaoqin is out of danger alone, as for Wu Chang and Hu Kui, just let them They are left to fend for themselves.

"Yaoqin." Song Qingshu shouted, Yang Yaoqin was behind him at the moment, looking at him anxiously, suddenly heard calling himself, hurriedly approached and asked: "What's wrong?"

Song Qingshu said calmly: "I will use [Broken Sword Power] to cut through the snow later, and I want you to get out at that time!"

Yang Yaoqin looked at the snow in front of her, still coaxing thunder and thunder, coming continuously, her heart sank, and she said, "What about you?"

Song Qingshu shook his head: "I'm behind you."

Yang Yaoqin also shook her head: "I don't believe it."

Song Qingshu ignored him, and forced the innate qi in his body to break through the avalanche, but Yang Yaoqin suddenly put her hand on his, and the next moment Song Qingshu felt a steady stream of internal energy pouring into him In the body, it circulates along its own meridians, and then merges with the innate qi in the body, and the innate qi in the body suddenly becomes violent and bursts like a fire poured with oil, and circulates in the body at a speed ten times higher than usual , Everything it passed was "ignited", and then the innate energy poured into the Ziwei soft sword from the palm of his hand, and the thin purple sword energy changed instantly, and the originally bright purple sword energy instantly turned dark purple, and the dark color followed Yang Yaoqin's The influx of internal force was still deepening, and soon it was as black as ink, but by this time, Yang Yaoqin was exhausted, and after squeezing out the last trace of internal force in her body, she instantly collapsed on the ground.

Song Qingshu felt the majestic energy flowing in his body, poured it all into the Ziwei soft sword without thinking, and then raised his whole body a few feet, with his feet hanging in the air, raised the Ziwei soft sword high in his hand, and slashed down .

"Break it!" With a wild roar, with endless joy, a giant long sword flashed with countless small sword energy, gushing out from Song Qingshu's hand, first directly into the cloud, and pierced the thick cloud above Song Qingshu's head in an instant, Dao after wave of golden light sprinkled down, and then the giant sword followed Song Qingshu's hands, like a fairy in the legend, using the giant sword that turned into mountains to split a snow mountain.The giant sword cut through the clouds, the sky, and the snow-capped mountains.

In an instant, everyone's ears were buzzing, and they could no longer hear any sound, but what they could see was that the vast expanse of snow was like a pile of sand interrupted from it, and the long sword in Song Qingshu's hand As a boundary, there are vast hectares of white snow and ice, all of which are piled up to the left and right, leaving only a straight empty mark in the middle, and the piled snow is still rolling down and rolling toward the sides at this moment, but there is not a single snowflake, Dare to go in the direction where Song Qingshu is.

Song Qingshu, with the power of one person, forcibly changed the direction of Xue Beng.

Wu Chang and Hu Kui seemed to be in a dream. Even the joy of recovering a life could not conceal the shock at the scene before them.The two watched Song Qingshu stand motionless, Ziwei's soft sword had turned into a long whip and hung down, while Yang Yaoqin was lying at Song Qingshu's feet and fell into a coma. This moment was the weakest time for the two of them in their lives. Unfortunately, the surrounding However, some dark shadows slowly surrounded him.

"Old Hu, what's the matter?" Wu Chang also noticed that someone was slowly approaching, so he asked Hu Kui.

Hu Kui boldly took a peek at Song Qingshu from the side, then sat back on the ground suddenly, and said to Wu Chang: "What else can I do? That young master is already in a coma, and we have only two ways, one is to stay , but leave, you choose.”

Wu Chang sighed, looked at the snowdrifts that were still falling to both sides, and murmured: "According to my temperament, I'm afraid I would have run away long ago. Although I'm still alive, I'm still alive anyway. But...but who the hell let me go?" He saved our lives."

Hu Kui laughed and said, "Where are we the only ones? They are here to save the little girl, and we are just incidental."

"I fucking know it's incidental, so just tell me if you're alive?" Wu Chang said angrily.

"Alive." Hu Kui said.

Wu Chang spread his hands and said, "Then it's over? Tell me, can you go?!"

Hu Kui looked at the empty mark not far away, and went straight up towards the Xuefeng. He didn't know how far it was. After thinking for a while, he said: "This world is filthy enough. It's not easy to have such a banished fairy." I don't want him to die in the hands of a group of Xiao Xiaoxiao."

After that, Hu Kui stood up abruptly, and took out his Zen staff from the snow. It was just by relying on it that he would not be blown away by the sword wind.

"Let the Sajia see which ones are coming!" Hu Kui poked the Zen staff on the snow with a "Kuang" sound, and said as he watched the black shadows gradually surrounding him.

Wu Chang sighed deeply and said: "Why is life so hard for me, old man? I met either gods or stupid donkeys, but I didn't expect that the most stupid one was myself. I knew I was going to die, but I insisted on going up. Stupid! What a fool!" Damn stupid!" The more he spoke, the more angry he became, the louder he spoke, and finally he yelled, almost scaring away the black shadow who would commit crimes in the future.

Hu Kui's eyes were sharp, seeing that this trick seemed to be useful, he also roared: "They are coming, young man, quickly cut them off with your sword! Quick!" His roar really worked, and the figure who was already approaching It disappeared again in an instant, and there were one or two more screams, but the more they spread, the more they went down, presumably they were either lying on the snow or rolling down the mountain.

Hu Kuile laughed loudly: "I'm still at Vulture Palace in Misty Peak. I'm so timid and want to take advantage of this major. I really don't know how to live." But he also knew that this trick can be used once, but it can't For the second time, the only plan for now is to wake up the two of them and leave quickly.

"Meat hunchback, hurry up and use your genius doctor's ability to wake up these two uncles!" Hu Kui said without turning his head.

Wu Chang cursed: "Damn! This little girl just fainted from exhaustion, nothing serious, but I dare not even touch that master."

After Hu Kui heard this, Brick looked at Song Qingshu, and saw that although he was standing there, his eyes were closed tightly, and the soft sword in his hand was hanging down. He couldn't see anything unusual, so he scolded: "You are fucking kidding me!" Why can’t you touch such a big man?” Wu Chang didn’t say anything, just grabbed Hu Kui’s right hand and stretched it towards Song Qingshu, but when he was half a foot away from Song Qingshu, he would suddenly see a flash of purple light, and his right hand was instantly covered by Wu Kui. Chang pulled it back and looked again, only to see that the belly of his right finger was missing a piece of flesh, which was slowly oozing blood at the moment.

Hu Kui cursed in a low voice: "What monster!"

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