Wuxia: My Song Qingshu, Fenghua peerless!

Chapter 97: Zhen Kills Duguming, Mud Bodhisattva Dying to Orphan [Subscription].

The qualification is too mediocre, and the internal force is naturally incomparable with Song Qingshu, until now, Duguming has not completely cultivated the killing move and killing dragon seeking path in the legs of the Dragon God to the completion of Dacheng.

It’s just that he can barely display it, and the full power in this Dragon God Leg Killing Technique is naturally impossible to perform. Song Qingshu said.

“You still take advantage of the opportunity to repent, kill the dragon and ask for everything, otherwise you will never have the opportunity to use it again in this life.”

Where did Duguming suffer such ridicule from Song Qingshu, and he was immediately furious. Duguming rushed out with golden internal power and killed towards Song Qingshu.

Dugu Ming forcibly held back the pain in his right leg and reluctantly cast a dragon killing path.

“Dragon Killer Seeking.”

A golden whirlwind struck, Duguming’s legs charged out, and a faint golden dragon phantom came towards Song Qingshu with a faint dragon roar.

However, Song Qingshu saw Duguming’s move at a glance. So Song Qingshu also made the same move as Duguming.

“Dragon Killer Seeking.”

It’s just that Song Qingshu only saw the way the Dragon God Leg moved, and did not use the internal force of the Dragon Descent God Leg.

At this time, a cyan true qi appeared on Song Qingshu’s body, and Song Qingshu’s dragon-killing path was even stronger than Duguming’s.

Not only was the divine dragon condensed by this cyan internal force more condensed, but at the same time, Song Qingshu summoned five green dragons that were intertwined with each other, and Duguming barely had a golden divine dragon phantom.

Even people who don’t understand kung fu can see who is strong and weak. Just when Song Qingshu used the dragon killing to seek the way, Duguming was suddenly shocked.

“Why did you kill my Dragon God Leg?”

Song Qingshu sneered.

“Do you still need to learn this simple move?”

Bang….

A golden divine dragon phantom and five solid green dragons collided fiercely.

A terrifying wave of qi swept around, and many of the stalls of the surrounding traders were directly overturned. The mud bodhisattva took the little girl in his arms and resisted this violent wave.

The guards of Wushuang City were also blown by the air waves, and the ground was overturned. Song Qingshu flew deftly and landed firmly on the ground.

However, Duguming smashed down on the ground fiercely, and at this time, I saw Duguming’s clothes exploded, and his legs were extremely twisted, almost becoming twisted.

Obviously, Duguming’s legs were directly scrapped by Song Qingshu’s kick.

Song Qingshu lifted the overlord gun and walked to Duguming, who was constantly vomiting blood because his internal organs were severely damaged, and said indifferently.

“If you play with legs, it is inevitable that there will be times when your legs are broken, right.”

Duguming’s eyes were shocked, and his throat twitched, looking like he wanted to say something, but he couldn’t make the slightest sound.

“Forget it, I don’t have any interest in your last words, go with peace of mind.”

A shot streaked through, and Duguming’s entire head was directly cut off by Song Qingshu. Blood spilled on the ground.

Duguming was completely dead.

At this time, the guards of Wushuang City were shocked.

“Young Lord!?”

“The young lord is actually dead.”

The guards of Wushuang City hurriedly rushed forward, but they only saw Duguming’s still warm corpse. The surrounding vendors and passers-by were shocked.

“Song Qingshu actually killed the Dugu Young Master of Wushuang City?”

“Isn’t Song Qingshu the strongest with marksmanship? Unexpectedly used the move of the Dragon Falling God Leg to kill Duguming? ”

“You’re blind, the strength of both sides is not at the same level at all, don’t you see that Duguming can’t even catch Song Qingshu’s ordinary legs?”

The mud bodhisattva on the side was also full of shock.

“I didn’t expect that this Song Qingshu didn’t even put Wushuang City in his eyes, and he killed Duguming, the young master of Wushuang City, when he was on the street, but he would be chased and killed by the entire Wushuang City.”

The mud bodhisattva was very curious about Song Qingshu’s fate, and Song Qingshu’s move this time can be regarded as blocking a catastrophe for his mud bodhisattva. So the mud bodhisattva performed his physiognomy, and the Heavenly Weeping Sutra broke the path for Song Qingshu.

The mud bodhisattva calculated with both hands, and an invisible force echoed from the mud bodhisattva.

But in an instant, the mud bodhisattva only felt that his mind exploded, the sky was shattered, and the ghosts cried and howled, as if there were hundreds of millions of powerful ghosts collapsing and crying in his mind.

The mud bodhisattva was instantly eaten by the Heavenly Crying Sutra, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and slumped on the ground in a sluggish state. The girl on the side hurriedly supported the mud bodhisattva.

“Grandpa, what’s wrong with you” I? ”

The mud bodhisattva waved his hand, but without saying a word, he was shocked in his heart.

He knew very well what would cause the Heavenly Weeping Sutra to recoil, that is, the fate of heaven was unpredictable, and if he tried to speculate about the destiny of heaven, he would definitely pay a huge price.

“What is the origin of this son? It turned out to be the Mandate of Heaven that is difficult for the Heavenly Dao to pry? ”

At this time, the mud bodhisattva felt that his catastrophe was approaching, and his life was not long in coming.

The mud bodhisattva barely stood up with the help of his granddaughter and walked in front of Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu did not expect that the mud bodhisattva actually came to find him.

Without waiting for Song Qingshu to speak, he saw that the mud bodhisattva actually plopped down in front of Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu was shocked.

“Senior, what do you mean by this?”

The mud bodhisattva said to Song Qingshu with a mournful expression.

“Song Shaoxia, the old man has something he wants to ask Song Shaoxia, please Song Shaoxia must agree.”

“This…”

Song Qingshu was a little embarrassed.

This mud bodhisattva is invincible in the world, and has countless insights, but I am afraid that the things entrusted by the mud bodhisattva will not be simple. Seeing this, the mud bodhisattva said.

“The old man’s life will soon end, but pity my granddaughter Xin’er, the old man has spied countless heavenly opportunities in his life, and he knows that he will not end well, but I am afraid that it will drag Xin’er down.”

“Please also ask Song Shaoxia to take care of my little girl, although I know that I may not be able to do anything for Song Shaoxia, but please ask Song Shaoxia to promise my last wish.”

Song Qingshu frowned, looking at the mud bodhisattva who knelt in front of him and died miserably.

The mud bodhisattva calculated the heavens and the earth, and now calculated that his life was coming, if Song Qingshu did not agree, I was afraid that with this Xin’er’s identity, Xin’er would definitely not be able to live.

When Xin’er learned such news at this time, she wept bitterly and pulled the corner of the mud bodhisattva’s clothes.

“Grandpa, I don’t want you to die, you don’t want to leave me, you are my only relative, what can I do if you die?”

“Grandpa don’t leave me.”

Xin’er also knelt aside, crying heartbreakingly.

Song Qingshu was a little soft-hearted, and now it is fate that the two sides can meet, and he did not expect that this side of the relationship would become an eternal secret. Song Qingshu said.

“Okay, senior, I promise you, you get up and talk first.”

Seeing that Song Qingshu agreed, the mud bodhisattva got up.

At this time, due to the tragic death of Duguming, the young master of Wushuang City, the streets were chaotic, and it was not a place to speak. So Song Qingshu hurriedly left here with the two ancestors and grandchildren of the mud bodhisattva. At this time, a man with an average appearance and plain clothes walked over.

Take the initiative to say hello to Song Qingshu.

“Song Shaoxia, it’s really better to hear than to see ah, Song Shaoxia is really extraordinary, and he actually directly killed the young master of Wushuang City, Duguming.”

Song Qingshu looked at the man and recognized the identity of the other party. Qin Shuang’s age: twenty-six years old. Cultivation: Grandmaster Realm. Martial arts: Heavenly Frost Fist.

It turned out to be Qin Shuang, the big disciple of Xiongba, the master brother of Bu Jiaoyun and Nie Feng, but although this Qin Shuang is honest and sincere, this qualification is too mediocre.

Song Qingshu simply Since Qin Shuang was so polite, Song Qingshu also hugged his fist and saluted back.

“Hall Master Qin is polite.”

Qin Shuang was a little surprised.

“Song Shaoxia actually knows Xia?”

“The Heavenly Frost Hall Master of the World Society, everyone knows that everyone knows it.”

Qin Shuang knew that Song Qingshu was polite and thanked with a smile.

However, it was obvious that this Qin Shuang came over naturally for the mud bodhisattva.

However, this time, the mud bodhisattva did not want to leave, this is his fate, he cannot hide.

At present, the mud bodhisattva has dealt with the matter behind him, and the mud bodhisattva has no regrets. The mud bodhisattva said to Qin Shuang.

“Hall Master Qin, I’ll go with you.”

Qin Shuang nodded.

“Senior, please.”

The mud bodhisattva is also extremely calm in the face of his own fate, and the only thing that makes the mud bodhisattva feel a little relieved is Xin’er, and now that Xin’er is under the care of Song Qingshu, there should be no danger.

As the mud bodhisattva walked forward, he turned over and nodded towards Xin’er and Song Qingshu. Although the mud bodhisattva didn’t say anything, the mud bodhisattva seemed to say everything.

At this time, Xin’er was reluctant to leave the mud bodhisattva, crying bitterly.

“Grandpa… Don’t leave me alone, Grandpa, don’t go. ”

Song Qingshu knew that at this time, the mud bodhisattva was also very reluctant in his heart, but for Xin’er’s safety, the mud bodhisattva could only endure the pain and leave, and at this moment, the mud bodhisattva’s heart was also dripping blood.

Song Qingshu grabbed Xin’er and didn’t let Xin’er chase her. Song Qingshu comforted Xin’er.

“Xin’er, don’t worry, grandpa will definitely come back, we and grandpa are only temporarily separated, one day we will see each other again.”

“Since I promised Senior Mud Bodhisattva that I will definitely take care of you, don’t worry, my Song Qingshu won’t let you be bullied by anyone, I’ll be your eldest brother in the future, okay?”

Song Qingshu was deeply affectionate, naturally a little unable to stand this parting of life and death, Song Qingshu had to tell a white lie to comfort Xin’er.

It wasn’t until Xin’er was exhausted from crying and fell asleep that Xin’er stopped crying. Song Qingshu sighed lightly.

“Sleep, you won’t be sad when you fall asleep, rest well.”

Song Qingshu held Xin’er in his arms, intending to find a place to stay nearby.

Xin’er slept with the mud bodhisattva style meal, and she was also a little beggar dressed in rags and rags. Xin’er needs to change her clothes and rest well.

At this time, Song Qingshu also noticed Xin’er’s extraordinary.

Xin’er’s age: 10 years old. Martial Arts: Heavenly Crying Sutra.

Cultivation talent: martial arts channeling god. Divination talent: Martial arts channeling gods. Song Qingshu sighed in admiration.

Sure enough, she is worthy of being the granddaughter of the mud bodhisattva, and she has also obtained the true transmission of the mud bodhisattva’s heavenly crying sutra, and this divination talent and cultivation talent are both in the realm of the gods.

Xin’er can’t do kung fu, but can’t waste this good cultivation talent in vain, Song Qingshu plans to wait until Xin’er recovers, teach Xin’er martial arts, with Xin’er’s talent, this realm will definitely not be low in the future.

At the same time, within the city.

In the City Lord’s Mansion, the Dugu side is cultivating the invincible overlord, and has just cultivated to the Dacheng realm. The lone side is rejoicing in the success of his practice.

Suddenly, a Wushuang City guard hurriedly ran over.

“Lord I, Lord City Lord, Lord City Lord is not good, the big thing is not good.”

Dugu was in a good mood, but when he heard such rumors among his subordinates, he was suddenly a little displeased.

“What’s going on? So panicked. ”

“Yes…. It was the young city lord who was out looking for the traces of the mud bodhisattva when he came across Song Qingshu of the Wudang faction, and the young city lord took the initiative to challenge that Song Qingshu, but was killed by that Song Qingshu. ”

“What?”

Dugu Fang was suddenly shocked.

“How so? Then how could Wudang Song Qingshu be my opponent? Hugh wants to talk nonsense, my son is a top fifty master on the land list, how can I lose to that Song Qingshu? ”

At this time, this Matchless City guard said tremblingly.

“Lord City Lord, a few days ago, that Song Qingshu was promoted to the forty-eighth place in the Earth List, and according to the guards who followed the Young City Lord at that time, the Young City Lord was not that Song Qingshu’s opponent at all, and was killed by Song Qingshu.”

“Don’t swallow me, say!”

The Wushuang City guards trembled with fright by the Dugu side.

“The young city lord was kicked by that Song Qingshu and broke his legs and beheaded.”

When Dugu heard that his son died so tragically on the street at this time, he suddenly softened, sat on his butt, and the white-haired person sent the black-haired person.

The pain of losing a child in middle age made the lonely side almost collapse.

“Dare to kill my son, I want to make that Song Qingshu pay in blood… Dugu Fang suddenly roared fiercely. ”

The few guards in front of them did not even dare to raise their heads.

The Dugu side was preparing to send all the masters of Wushuang City to chase and kill Song Qingshu, living to see people dead or corpses.

However, the Dugu side did not completely lose his mind, and the Dugu side knew that at this time, his eldest brother Wushuang City Sword God Dugu Jian was in retreat in Wushuang City, and Xiongba coveted Wushuang City for a long time.

I have sent out invitations many times, I am afraid that now Xiongba is waiting for the opportunity for the masters in Wushuang City to leave and take Wushuang City. The people on the lone side could not leave Wushuang City.

After some weighing, Dugu’s side had to order the Ming family, who had been guarding Wushuang City for generations, to send masters to assassinate Song Qingshu. So Dugu sent a secret order to the Ming family in Wushuangcheng.

Ming family.

Wushuang’s grandmother received a secret order from Dugu’s side, and when she learned that Duguming was dead, she was shocked. Grandma Wushuang did not dare to delay.

“Come, get the phoenix dance arrow.”

At this time, under the summons of Wushuang’s grandmother, his granddaughter Ming Yue came.

“Grandma, you look for me.”

Grandma Wushuang said with a solemn face.

“Something big happened in Wushuang City, I ordered you to bring the Phoenix Dance Arrow and go to kill Song Qingshu of the Wudang Sect, no matter what, you must bring back the corpse of that Song Qingshu, you know?”

Ming Yue saw that Grandma Wushuang’s face was so solemn, and she didn’t dare to say more.

“Yes, Ming Yue will definitely complete the task.”

Then Ming Yue immediately set out with the phoenix dance arrow.