Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 66: Fly to each other when the disaster is imminent

Chapter 66: Catastrophe is Coming

Kumazhi was also secretly frightened. The opponent's weapon was a snake-like long sword, with fierce and treacherous swordsmanship, as well as profound internal skills. In the blink of an eye, the two played a dozen tricks, and they didn't know the outcome.

Why are there so many young masters in Zhongyuan martial arts? Kumozhi was secretly frightened, but Nan Murong was fine. Although martial arts was good, it was always far from the reputation spread in the world. Before that, he met Song Qingshu before he dared not underestimate the heroes of the world. He didn't expect to meet again today. I arrived at a young man whose martial arts was not under him.

"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The opponent's weapon is too distinctive, and Kumo's wisdom flashed, and finally remembered who the opponent is.

"I don't know where your excellency is?" Yuan Chengzhi's face is ashamed. In the past few years, he has made great progress in martial arts. He thinks that there are few rivals in the rivers and lakes. He didn't expect that an ordinary monk would be able to tie himself.

"Master of Tubo, Great Wheel Ming King Kumazhi has seen the Golden Snake King." Kumazhi clasped his palms together, and secretly transported the Ningma Temple's unique flame knife.

Yuan Chengzhi was lucky in the sword, and the Golden Snake Sword made a slight dragon chant, waiting for the opportunity to find the flaws exposed by the other party.

"This monk is too powerful. I will hold him. You join hands and make a quick fight. It will be bad if the officers and soldiers of the Qing court react." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he didn't dare to look at everyone. On Mo Zhi.

Seeing his mouth opened, Kumachi knew that his anger was more or less dispelled, his eyes lit up, and he took this opportunity to deceive him and attacked him.

Yuan Chengzhi was jealous of his vague flame sword qi, and Ku Mazhi was also a little frightened by his weird swordsmanship. Therefore, although Yuan Chengzhi missed the first opportunity, he was still able to secure the atrium.

Kumozhi was secretly anxious, and he was dragged by the opponent, and if he wanted to tell the victory or defeat, he might have to do hundreds of tricks. The other three were all martial arts masters. Under the combined attack, Song Qingshu might not be able to catch it.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Duolong on the side slipped out from the door and summoned the soldiers and horses of the Xiaoqi Camp.

The blood knife ancestor and Lama Sangjie slowly walked around Song Qingshu, and together with Hong Antong, the three firmly surrounded Song Qingshu.

"The three of you all have great backgrounds in the martial arts. Together, they are more than ten times older than our son, and you even siege him together. Are you ashamed or ashamed!" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos to run away and saw Song Qingshu. Surrounded by three people, he couldn't help but sneer.

"This little lady is so handsome, and she has an appetite for her ancestor." The blood knife ancestor usually has countless ladies' virginity, and there is no way to see that the other party is disguised as a woman. He glanced at Shui Sheng, his eyes full of greed.

Lama Sangjie just touched his nose at Kumazhi’s place, and was indignant. Seeing that the two of them hadn’t moved their hands, they deliberately saved face in front of the other two, as if they were holding a ball in the middle of both palms. The most powerful handprint is the Great Bright Seal.

So far away, Song Qingshu felt that the air around her body seemed to be solidifying, and could not help but fly away in Chapter 66.

His face changed, and he quickly pointed his sword on a few imaginary points in the air.

Lama Sangjie was horrified. This young man was so young that he had the same vision as a master of the same school. The few points of his light and breezy just now happened to be on the weak nodes of the aura created by him, the biggest feature of the big handprint. It is to create a force field that is beneficial to you a few meters in advance. The stronger the force field, the more obscure the opponent's luck and counterattack will be.

I didn't know that before the formation of the Great Bright Seal, the force field was suddenly scattered by the opponent's fierce sword aura, and Sang Jie snorted, with a trace of blood showing at the corner of his mouth, and had suffered serious internal injuries.

Song Qingshu was also uncomfortable. He broke the opponent's big handprints with a little bit of face, but Sang Jie was one of the four major sects of the Shingon Sect.

"Young Master Song, be careful!" Wang Yuyan exclaimed subconsciously.

Duan Yu gave her a complicated look, and said sourly: "Miss Wang, let's take advantage of the chaos, otherwise we won't be able to leave after a while, no matter which one of them wins."

"But Song Gongzi is kind to me, how can I leave him at a critical moment?" Wang Yuyan replied with a frown, watching several people fighting fiercely in the field, and simulating a few people fighting each other in his mind. Can you speak to help Song Qingshu?

"What kind of kindness does he have to Miss Wang," Duan Yu murmured, "Have you not seen him and Wei Xiaobao and Jiumazhi known as brothers and sisters?"

"Duan's son is quite true," With a long roar, a handsome young son walked in.

Looking at the incoming person, Duan Yu said in a nonchalant manner: "Good morning, Mr. Murong."

"Cousin!" Wang Yuyan turned her head in surprise and saw her cousin who had come to rescue her. She couldn't help but sore her nose and almost cried.

It turned out that after knowing that Wang Yuyan had been captured by Ku Mozhi, Murong Fu hurriedly led the family to chase him all the way, and finally caught up today.

Wang Yuyan's affectionate cousin really yelled Duan Yu's heart, but helpless, she had to pick up the wine glass on the table and pour a glass of spirits.

"Cousin, Young Master Duan was captured by the monk Ku Mozhi in order to save me, and now his whole body has been punctuated." Wang Yuyan woke up and quickly said softly.

"Thank you Duan Gongzi for helping me." Murong Fu smiled slightly, and he lifted Ku Mazhi's prohibition with a gesture of cleverness.

"Young Master Duan, why don't you catch the evil monk Jumomazhi together with you and let his cousin out of his breath?" Murong Fu looked around the scene, and the situation was immediately clear to his heart.

"Dare not to follow your fate!" Duan Yu was tortured by Kumazhi along the way, and had already suffocated his resentment. Seeing that Kumazhi was fighting a young man with a snake sword in his hand, he didn't even think about it. Just shot in the past.

Kumazhi has always had the upper hand, and he has been paying attention to the surrounding movement. He has noticed Duan Yu's Six-Medition Excalibur, and quickly dodges to avoid Chapter 66, the catastrophe is approaching.

Past.

However, in this way, the first opportunity that had been established with great difficulty just now was lost. Yuan Chengzhi finally relieved his anger. He immediately concealed him with a fierce offensive, and the offensive and defensive situation of the two immediately reversed.

"Gusu Murongfu, I'm here to help your Excellency." Murongfu knows that fighting alone is by no means Kumazhi's opponent. How could he miss such a good opportunity and immediately drew his sword to the past.

Of course, Kumazhi singles Murongfu won the ticket, but at this time two young masters attacked. Yuan Chengzhi's swordsmanship was strange and weird. Murongfu's swordsmanship combined the best of many experts, and it was also incomparable. After the tricks, Kumazhi immediately Dangerous.

Shui Sheng glanced at the scene with a complicated expression, his eyes wandering, and his heart became irritable when he thought that Song Qingshu and the oiran didn't know what he had done in the room just now.

Hearing Wang Yuyan's "cousin" again, he couldn't help but think of his childhood sweetheart and infatuated cousin. Shui Sheng stomped his foot severely and turned and ran out.

Let's talk about the other side of the hall, when Song Qingshu's right hand was numb, the blood knife ancestor attacked. Originally, Song Qingshu could escape by himself, but thought of Wei Xiaobao, who had no resistance behind him, if he was arrested, he would be more ill-fated. Many of his plans were on him, and he couldn't fail.

Had to pull Wei Xiaobao's shoulders, a Tiyunzong jumped to the second floor, planning to jump out of the three-person encirclement and then break them separately.

I don't know that Hong Antong has been gaining momentum for a long time, and it is this moment that he rushed out like lightning, pressing the back of Song Qingshu's heart with a palm. Chapter 67: Tell the dead to live

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spit out, if it weren't for Song Qingshu's magical power to protect the body, ordinary people would have broken their heart with a solid punch of Hong Antong.

Sang Jie and the ancestor of the blood knife also attacked, Song Qingshu just resisted a few moves, the ancestor of the blood knife was put on his neck.

"My life is over!" Song Qingshu's heart was chilled, and a picture of his head flying high flashed in his mind.

"Ding!" A hidden weapon hit the blood knife ancestor knife, and the three in the court were shocked, not because of how brilliant the shot was, but the hidden weapon was a golden snake cone!

Turning around questioningly, they saw that Yuan Chengzhi and Murong Fu were besieging Ku Mozhi, and there was no time to launch this hidden weapon...

"You don't need to look, I put the golden snake cone." Xia Qingqing Shi Shiran walked in. At this time, she changed the charm of all sentient beings. She only felt that she was very dignified in her eyes.

Sang Jie tapped his finger, restraining Song Qingshu's whole body, raising his head and wondering: "Why didn't Madam Yuan let me wait to kill him?"

"The concubine still has important things to ask him, thank you all for helping me catch him." Xia Qingqing put her hands on her right waist, bowed her knees and bowed a little, really polite.

Sang Jie and Hong Antong are okay. The former is a monk, and the latter has not been close to female **** for many years. The sweet wife in the family has no spare time to irrigate. Therefore, although the two appreciate her beauty, they have no extra thoughts.

The blood knife ancestor was different. Looking at the small willow waist that Xia Qingqing held when he was making a move, he couldn't wait to step forward and help her up. The greed in his eyes was fleeting, thinking of his martial arts husband, he secretly sighed: Still Look for other little ladies, the girl who pretended to be a woman just now is not bad.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, but she didn't expect that she saved her life in the end. Thinking of the tenderness of the two just now, she couldn't help but feel a sway.

Noticing his gaze, Xia Qingqing didn't know what was thinking, her pretty face couldn't help but flushed, pretending to turn her head to care about the battle situation on the other side, and no longer look at him.

Although Kumazhi was in a disadvantage, he still managed to parry, but when the corner of his eye noticed that Song Qingshu was badly wounded and captured, he couldn't help but feel chills, thinking that he would really want to see the Buddha if he wanted to fight again.

He quickly urged the flame knife to force Yuan Chengzhi and Murong Fu away, and jumped to Song Qingshu's place: "Song son, the poor monk is here to save you."

Sangjie and Hong Antong were shocked, and both fisted to meet Ku Mazhi in the air. However, Kumazhi was originally a false move. This palm looked terrifying, but in fact, there was no half of the strength. When he contacted Sangjie and Hong Antong, with the help of the two, his body smashed through the side window like lightning. Disappearing in the night sky, no one thought of this change. Yuan Chengzhi and others cared about his martial arts, and no one wanted to continue chasing him.

"Master Wei, Master Song, poor monks go back and invite more masters, and they will come to rescue you." Jiu Chapter 67 tells the dead about the ability to live

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spit out, if it weren't for Song Qingshu's magical power to protect the body, ordinary people would have their heart broken if they were hit by Hong Antong's solid punch.