Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 44 Ziwei Soft Sword
The giant snake didn't know what smell it smelled from Yang Yaoqin, and suddenly became furious. At the same time, the group of snakes around Song Qingshu and Song Qingshu also became violent, looking like they wanted to eat someone.

Song Qingshu secretly held the hilt of the sword, waiting for the opportunity to cut off the giant snake's head with a sword, and to capture the thief first and capture the king first.

Unexpectedly, the giant snake seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and slowly retracted the snake's head, coiled around the sunlit place again, buried the snake's head under his body, and stared at the two with only a pair of eyes. .

Song Qingshu cursed secretly in his heart, he really became a genius.

But Yang Yaoqin was thinking about another thing at the moment, her father was also refined by the great-grandfather with the snake gall medicine of Pu Siqu snake, how did the great-grandfather get the snake gall?
In fact, this giant snake is the giant snake of Pu Si Qu Snake. It has lived for a hundred years, but for some reason, it cannot leave the cave, or it cannot move. snake.

Moreover, the place where Yang Guo obtained the snake gall for Yang Shaoyou was near the Sword Tomb, while Song Qingshu and Yang Yaoqin were escorted to this snake cave by a group of snakes, which was already far away from the Sword Tomb.

But Yang Yaoqin didn't know about these, and it was indeed bad luck for the two of them. The giant snake would wake up once a year and eat a lot of live animals every time. The snake enjoys it, but the two meet.

Seeing that the Bodhisattva snakes around them began to squirm one after another, looking like they were about to pounce, Song Qing wrote without changing his color and body, and looked like he was about to catch it.

Suddenly, a small snake took the lead in attacking, and saw its long body shrank, followed by a flick, and shot towards Song Qingshu with lightning speed, the snake's mouth opened wide, and two fangs were exposed , Yang Yaoqin could even see two drops of green venom hanging from the top of the fang.

At this time Song Qingshu made a move. He didn't draw his sword, but stretched out a finger just like when he killed the Condor Archer before. The speed was actually a few minutes faster than that of the poisonous snake. The force overflowed, and the blood and flesh twisted by the snake's head were instantly blurred, and it fell to the ground with a "baji" sound, and there was no more movement.

"Yaoqin, draw the sword!" Song Qingshu said to Yang Yaoqin behind him.

Yang Yaoqin pulled out her sword with a "clang" and heard Song Qingshu continue.

"I'm going to kill the giant snake, you protect yourself! It's just like we practice kung fu every day." Song Qingshu's voice was clear and steady, which calmed Yang Yaoqin's frightened heart.

She couldn't help but clenched the long sword in her hand, looking at the hundreds of snakes around her, she suddenly felt less flustered than before.

"You go, I can protect myself." She said firmly to Song Qingshu.

"Yeah." Song Qingshu turned around and smiled at her suddenly, "I'm going to cut off the snake's head, and I'll make you some wine when I come back."

Yang Yaoqin couldn't help but glared at him again, with the long sword in her hand ready to stab.

Song Qingshu laughed, and kicked his feet soaring into the sky, the long sword in his hand was out of the sheath, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the top of the giant snake's head.

Others flitted in the air, and all the Bossic snakes they passed were like the first snake, retracted and flicked, and rushed into the air fiercely.

For a while, tens of hundreds of Bodhisattva snakes soared into the sky at the same time, and rushed straight at Song Qingshu.

But Song Qingshu still pointed his sword straight at the giant snake, ignoring the little snakes rushing around. Yang Yaoqin saw this scene from behind, raised her throat fiercely, and shouted to tell Song Qingshu to be careful, but she was afraid of disturbing him and making him break up. God, but at this moment she has no choice but to believe in Song Qingshu, she can only secretly decide in her heart that if Song Qingshu dies, she will be buried with him, to give Wudang an explanation, and to herself.

Thinking of this, Yang Yaoqin stabbed down with the long sword in her hand and plunged straight into the ground, while she made claws into a cage around her body, and flicked away the offending Boss snakes one by one, and none of the poisonous snakes could penetrate her. Within the range of her arms, this is the unique skill of the Ancient Tomb School [Tianluodiwangshi] that she learned since she was a child.

But all the pusi snakes that were bounced off by her fell to the ground, turned over and crawled towards Yang Yaoqin again, but none of them were killed.

It turned out that this was the little girl's kindness. She thought that if Song Qingshu died, it would be convenient for her to commit suicide here. There is no need to hurt innocent people and add sins.

Besides, Song Qingshu was in the air, and the group of snakes would arrive in an instant, but he didn't care about it, and went towards the giant snake wholeheartedly. Therefore, a four-foot-long Pusi snake first invaded in front of him, opened its mouth and moved towards it. Song Qingshu bit off his right arm.

In the next moment, there was a sound of "snapping", and the Boss snake was divided into two from the mouth to the tail, and fell to the ground weakly.

And all the Bodhisattva snakes that also came towards Song Qingshu, after this snake, were all divided into two in the same way, and fell to the ground one after another. For a while, the entire cave was empty, and there were many snakes on the ground. Many half-length snake corpses kept twisting and rolling, densely packed like layers of water ripples, spreading along the direction Song Qingshu passed by.

If a group of snakes were like water, then Song Qingshu would be like a stone floating in the water, causing ripples on the surface of the water, but those ripples were only half-length snake corpses, and the scene was very strange.

Finally, after hundreds of Bodhisattva snakes died, Song Qingshu finally came in front of the giant snake. He stabbed the giant snake's head calmly and quickly with the tip of his sword, but the giant snake not only did not dodge, but actually He took the initiative to send his head to the edge of Song Qingshu's sword, so that Song Qingshu's sword pierced the swaying sarcoma on the top of the giant snake's head.

"Clang!"

This sword pierced the sarcoma, and there was a sound of metal and iron communication, Song Qingshu couldn't help being stunned for a moment, when he stabbed that one just now, he felt that the sword was like a piece of fine iron, and he pierced it less than half an inch. He couldn't penetrate, but the anti-shock force transmitted from the blade made his hand numb, but as soon as the innate qi was turned, the numbness disappeared without a trace.

But looking at his saber again, the tip of the sword had been broken, and he flew somewhere, so he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Besides, the giant snake, after the sarcoma on the head was hit by a huge force, its whole head shrank down and buried deeply in its own snake body, but the sarcoma stabbed by Song Qingshu suddenly burst open, revealing A purple-red long strip.

Song Qingshu stabbed with a sword, but it didn't work. He fell from the sky and stood on the snake's body. The snake's body was coiled like a mountain. When it comes to the thing that can't be pierced by itself.

At this time, the giant snake lifted the snake's head up again, and leaned towards Song Qingshu, but it didn't mean to hurt him at all, instead, it kept the snake's head close to Song Qingshu's arms.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu understood that the giant snake had deliberately sent its head under his sword for the purpose of the sarcoma on its head. At this moment, the sarcoid ruptured, revealing a strip inside, which did not look like a natural snake. Generated.

"Are you asking me to pull it out for you?" Song Qingshu frowned.

The giant snake seemed to understand people's words, and shook its head up and down, agreeing with Song Qingshu's words.

It was also the first time Song Qingshu encountered this kind of thing that had already become a spirit. He couldn't help swallowing, and then stretched out his hand, ready to touch the strip on the snake's head, but found that he couldn't reach it, so he stretched out a foot to step on it. He reached the giant snake's nose and leaned over, barely reaching it.

The thing was stained with a layer of blood plasma, and it felt slippery and greasy to the touch. Song Qingshu tried hard a few times, but because of the wrong posture and wet hands, he couldn't pull it out, but he obviously felt that the texture of the strip was somewhat familiar. , it looks a bit like...

Hilt? !
The more surprised Song Qingshu felt, the more he doubted his own feelings. Could it be that there was a sword sticking out of the giant snake's head?

He tore off a corner of his clothes and wiped the hilt-shaped object. After wiping off the plasma and body fluids on it, he found that the purple-red color was not the original color of the object, but a purple-black color. , and there are gold threads wrapped around it, and there seem to be two small characters, which are not clearly visible.

Is it really a sword?

Song Qingshu finally clenched the "sword hilt" this time, and then kicked hard on the giant snake's head under the sword, the innate qi in his hand circulated, and was about to pull out the sword with all his might, but suddenly found that his innate qi went into the sword in his hand into the handle.

Before he could think about it, the giant snake suddenly flicked its head, hissed in pain, and threw Song Qingshu out, while Song Qingshu was holding a long sword in his hand.

I saw a trail of blood rushing out from the giant snake's head. The blood color was black and red, and the air was filled with a rancid smell.

Song Qingshu was thrown aside by the giant snake, adjusted his body in the air, and landed lightly on the ground, but what he didn't realize was that when he landed, the snakes under his feet fled away as if they had been sprinkled with realgar.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he looked at the thing in his hand. It was indeed a long sword. The blade was more than three feet long. The body of the sword was different from the silver-gray color of ordinary swords. Song Qingshu flicked the black-red blood plasma casually, and a lavender sword energy gushed out from the blade, flying out together with the blood on the sword, flying for more than a foot before gradually dissipating.

As for the direction in which the sword qi flew, all the Bodhisattva snakes along the way were slashed past, as if they had been immobilized by a body-holding technique. After a while, they were divided into two parts and twisted on the spot, while the sword qi The ground where it passed was also scratched, the cut surface was abnormally smooth, and the depth was unknown.

"A good sword!" Song Qingshu said excitedly, "It really is a good sword!"

On a whim, he danced casually, and for a while, strong winds and sword aura blew up in the cave, and all the Boss snakes retreated, burrowing into the cracks in the cave walls, not daring to show any more figures.

Ever since Song Qingshu pulled out the long sword on top of his head, the giant snake had been sluggish with its eyes closed. Suddenly, the sword energy from Song Qingshu's sword dance hit the snake's body. Although it did not cut through the snake's scales, it left behind There were scars, and it was so painful that it "hissed" indiscriminately.

In the end, the giant snake flicked its tail and hit Song Qingshu's chest directly. At this moment, its action became several times faster than when it ate the deer just now, and it arrived in front of Song Qingshu in the blink of an eye.

Song Qingshu was just happy when he suddenly saw a thick snake tail attacking him, he couldn't help but send the long sword forward, but the tip of the long sword bent downward according to the direction of his force, and the sword body hit The tail of the snake was thrown out.

As for the blow of the giant snake, if Song Qingshu hadn't become Wushuang and dodged backwards at the critical moment, he would have been hit by the snake's tail, and his internal organs would inevitably be injured. A deep pit slowly retracted behind the giant snake.

(End of this chapter)