The Battle of Martial Arts Breaks the Wind and Cloud

"Hahaha, Song Daxia's martial arts is also very good. I am very impressed. This time I am slightly better, thanks to the blessing of the leader." Shi Huolong laughed, and then cupped his hands at Duan De to express his gratitude.

Seeing this, Duan De was speechless for a while, and did not speak.

Shi Huolong smiled awkwardly, then waved his hand and said, "Catch Song Qingshu."

"As ordered!"

Under the leadership of Elder Tan, the disciples of the beggar gang quickly captured and subdued Song Qingshu, and ordered his acupoints to make it difficult for him to move.

The moment Song Qingshu saw his father Song Yuanqiao being defeated, he was completely dumbfounded, as if he lost all his strength.

Before Song Yuanqiao competed with Shi Huolong, he was full of longing and hope.But now, he regretted it immensely.

Had he known this, he would not have agreed to let his father Song Yuanqiao go to the competition.

"Song Qingshu, you killed one member of my Beggar Sect disciple, wounded one member of my Beggar Sect disciple, and raped and killed a woman from a good family. The old man is doing justice for the heavens, first abolish your martial arts." Shi Huolong snorted coldly, and then Hit out with one palm.

It was just an ordinary palm technique, directly hitting Song Qingshu's dantian who couldn't resist.Song Yuanqiao watched this scene with a sad expression, and did not stop it.

He was willing to gamble and admit defeat, and Song Qingshu should indeed be punished, so Song Yuanqiao couldn't help at all at this moment, and could only watch Shi Huolong punish Song Qingshu.

"Pfft!"

Song Qingshu vomited blood, his face was pale, his eyes were full of resentment, and he stared at Shi Huolong firmly.

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Chapter 124 The iron-blooded hero shed tears of a man

"You actually ruined my martial arts." Song Qingshu looked at Shi Huolong with great resentment, and cursed: "You damn old beggar, you will die badly."

It's a pity that not only was his martial arts invalidated, but he was also acupointed, so he couldn't move at all, so he could only swear at others to get his mouth full.

"Why bother?" Shi Huolong shook his head and sighed.At the same time, a strong murderous intent arose in his heart, and he decided to kill Song Qingshu completely. Just abolishing martial arts is not enough to avoid future troubles.

So, he yelled again: "Bring over my disciple who was injured by Song Qingshu."

Soon some Beggar Clan disciples lifted the injured disciple to Shi Huolong. Seeing this, Shi Huolong said in a deep voice, "You were injured by Song Qingshu, now you can take revenge."

The injured disciple of the beggar gang said excitedly: "Thank you, master. This disciple knows how to do it."

"Hmm. Our beggar gang disciples are all hot-blooded men, and we must avenge any revenge. Now Song Qingshu has no martial arts. Although you are injured, it should be easier to deal with a useless person who has been acupunctured." Shi Huolong smiled viciously. Smiled and said.

The injured disciple nodded and said: "That's natural. The disciple will not be soft-hearted."

"Okay. This leader is your backer. Go, do it..." Shi Huolong ordered.

The wounded Beggar Clan disciple slowly approached Song Qingshu with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Don't come here...don't come here." Song Qingshu screamed, his face full of fear and fear.

"Father, dad, why didn't you help me?" Song Qingshu suddenly looked at Song Yuanqiao and shouted.

Song Yuanqiao struggled for a while, then shook his head and said, "You bastard, I don't have a son like you. Your life or death has nothing to do with this old man."

Shi Huolong glanced at Song Yuanqiao, and thought to himself, you are wise, and didn't interfere any more.

In fact, Shi Huolong's defeat of Song Yuanqiao made Shi Huolong quite elated, and his inner vanity was also greatly satisfied.

If it was before, he couldn't be Song Yuanqiao's opponent.

But now, he already has the martial arts and strength to compete with top martial arts masters.

"Song Qingshu, your time of death has arrived." The wounded Beggar Clan disciple had a fierce look on his face and held a sharp dagger.

"puff!"

With a stab of the dagger, it directly pierced Song Qingshu's heart, and blood flowed profusely, gushing out uncontrollably.

Song Qingshu's eyes were wide open, and he wanted to say something, but he was too weak and trembling to speak.

"Rape, rape women, kill my disciples of the beggars' gang, wound me, almost kill me, stab you today, if you don't die, it's your luck." The injured disciple of the beggars' gang said coldly.

Is it luck - what about cheating?

Song Qingshu was stabbed, how could he survive?

It doesn't matter if the knife is stabbed elsewhere.But what was stabbed was the heart, directly piercing the heart, if Song Qingshu still had martial arts and internal strength, he might be able to save his life for a while.But he has lost his martial arts and lost all his internal strength, so he can only wait for death at this moment, when the blood runs out, it is the time for him to die.

"Hey, Song Qingshu is dead." Yang Buhui muttered.

"It's good to be dead. There is one less scum in the rivers and lakes." Spider said.

"That's right. It's good for this kind of person to die. There won't be any good women from a good family being polluted by him." Dai Qisi said.

Shi Huolong looked coldly at Song Qingshu who was about to die, then at Song Yuanqiao, cupped his hands and said, "Song Daxia, your young master will give it back to you now. My beggar gang disciples have already taken revenge. Song Daxia's righteous deeds today will definitely move the world and be known by countless people." Admired by people in the Jianghu. Admired."

Song Yuanqiao's face was ugly, and his eyes were almost spitting fire, but he couldn't vent it.

Moreover, he still can't seek revenge on Shi Huolong.

The so-called acts of righteousness and fame moving the world are full of irony for Song Yuanqiao now.

Song Yuanqiao smiled wryly, then his figure flickered, and appeared beside Song Qingshu, squatting down, and picked up Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu looked at his father Song Yuanqiao resentfully.

Until death came, Song Qingshu still had no repentance.And also hated his father.Blame Song Yuanqiao for not saving him.