Chapter 15
Chapter 15 Song Qingshu, the head of Wu contemporary era
Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji’s words full of contempt and envy.
“You are a broom star, you will kill your father and your mother when you are born. You only know how to flatter your teacher, and your teacher will give you a lot of internal strength every day to help you resist the cold.”
“If those internal strengths lost to me, I would have become a master of martial arts!”
Gradually, Song Qingshu said more and more ugly, and finally talked about Zhang Wuji’s parents.
Zhang Wuji scolded angrily.
“You can talk about me, but you can’t talk about my parents!”
Song Qingshu has no respect for the elders who have passed away.
It was even more awkward to say it, and while speaking, he lighted Zhang Wuji’s forehead contemptuously and insultingly with his fingers.
Zhang Wuji was stabbed to the wound, unbearable for his parents to be humiliated, and suddenly a mouth stubbornly bit the two fingers Song Qingshu used to point him.
Song Qingshu was also caught off guard, and was hit by a cry of pain immediately.
Several Wudang disciples watched Song Qingshu’s injury and hurriedly stepped forward to help, and finally worked together to pull Zhang Wuji away.
When Zhang Wuji was opened and let go, Song Qingshu was in pain again.
Song Qingshu looked at his two fingers that had been bitten and was about to see the bones. His face suddenly became vicious, his expression turned hideous, and his heart was extremely angry with killing intent.
A leap to Zhang Wuji was a kick, and he moved his internal force with this kick.
“Go to hell you!”
Zhang Wuji had just finished taking a heart-protecting pill that Zhang Sanfeng left behind before retreat, so he just vomited blood and didn’t get serious injuries.
Several Wudang disciples immediately suppressed Zhang Wuji to prevent him from going crazy again.
At this time, Zhou Zhiruo was panicked. If Song Qingshu really maimed or killed Zhang Wuji, Zhang Sanfeng was furious and investigated that she couldn’t get rid of the relationship, so she hurriedly stopped.
“Brother Qingshu!”
Song Qingshu’s murderous intention was deceived, and regardless of the hand that grabbed his injured hand, he yelled cruelly: “Catch him for me, I’m going to cut off his hand!”
Before Song Qingshu could move, he heard a woman’s taunt on the roof not far away.
“Oh, Wudang originally believed in this, so many people fight one.”
The voice was crisp and sweet, but it fell into Zhou Zhiruo’s ears and her expression changed. If things were to be heard today, it would be bad.
“Dare to ask the above, which group of friends are you?”
The red-masked woman ignored her, and instead spoke ridiculedly.
“Friend? Who knows you! Put your clothes on, vixen!”
Next week, Zhiruo couldn’t hold her face when someone said that, her expression became cold, and she no longer pretended to be friendly and tender.
“If you have the courage, come down!”
Xiao Zhao was naturally not afraid. She was ready to help out as soon as she spoke, and she swept to the ground neatly as soon as she turned over.
Zhou Zhiruo drew out the sword of the Wudang disciple next to him and rushed forward.
Song Qingshu also wanted to kill people and kill the masked woman in red with Zhou Zhiruo.
The cold iron chain in Xiao Zhao’s hand can be both a whip and a sword.
Be flexible, but after a few moves, she forced the two into a little embarrassment.
During the fight, the face towel was accidentally rubbed off, revealing a beautiful face with beautiful eyebrows.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Qingshu quickly suggested Zhou Zhiruo to return to the room to get the Yitian sword.
Xiaozhao heard this, but was even more delighted. She came to Wudang originally for this Heavenly Reliant Sword, so that she could cut off the cold iron chains on her wrists that were difficult for ordinary soldiers to hurt.
Seeing Zhou Zhiruo returning to the room, Song Qingshu hurriedly encircled and attacked all Wudang disciples, delaying and preventing the woman in red from fleeing.
Xiao Zhao was beaten and walked around by more than a dozen people, and unknowingly broke into the Wudang Zhenwu Hall next to the small courtyard.
Song Qingshu had just stepped into the Zhenwu Hall, with a slightly happy face, and said that the red-clothed woman had entered the hall in a panic, and she was bound to block the door and kill her.
But as soon as I looked up, I saw a real martial art about several feet high in the middle of the hall, like a person standing diagonally in his arms.
Black robes, bamboo hairpins tied with hair, deep eyes soft and moist like jade, he was leaning against the arm of the Taoist statue and looked at them with interest.
Song Qingshu couldn’t keep up, and only a dozen or so ordinary Wudang Taoists were naturally not Xiao Zhao’s opponents.
The chain in her hand was like a whip, and she easily screamed a few Wudang disciples into a screaming gourd, and the rest of them couldn’t help but back away with fear.
The woman in red had been blocked in the hall and couldn’t run away.
On the contrary, it was like the kid standing in his arms. For some reason, just glancing at him made him feel uncomfortable.
Seeing his eyes did not show any contempt and sarcasm, but Song Qingshu was inexplicably angry.
It feels like when people are watching a play, although the curtains above the stage are hung there, no one will pay attention to it, even if they occasionally glance at it, they will naturally skip it.
This kid didn’t take himself seriously at all! It’s like seeing a pillar or a bench!
Just thinking about it, Song Qingshu immediately pointed the sword at the man and asked loudly.
“Boy, who are you? Dare to blaspheme the Taoist statue of Emperor Zhenwu! Don’t hurry to get out of me!”
Hearing Song Qingshu calling him, Li Xiu also turned his attention away from Xiao Zhao and the Wudang disciples.
“Ask who am I, then who are you?”
Li Xiu stayed still, but instead asked Song Qingshu back.
Hearing this, Song Qingshu’s expression immediately straightened, his eyebrows raised unconsciously, and he said his classic lines that he had said many times.
“My father is Song Yuanqiao, the head of the Wudang Seven Swordsmen, and next is Song Qingshu, the current head of Wu Dangdai!”
Instinctively, Song Qingshu was completely unaware that Wudang’s current strength was empty and inadvertently said.
He wanted to talk about his identity, and according to common sense, even if the other party didn’t respect him slightly, how could he still report his family, but who would have thought that some inexplicable smile appeared between his brows instead.
Li Xiu looked at Song Qingshu under the idol and said this seriously, and he wanted to laugh a little.
This may be a joke that people in this world can’t understand, after all, in the eyes of others, this is just a little self-satisfied with family background.
Just now after Li Xiu was asked, he also had a little bit of evil in his heart and immediately asked Yu Song Qingshu.
Who is Song Qingshu and how Song Qingshu will answer? Li Xiu, who has read the novel so many times, does not know in his heart.
But when Song Qingshu spoke very solemnly, it really didn’t have a funny meaning.
Li Xiu couldn’t help but look weird. Isn’t this a different version of “My Dad is Li Gang”?
Seeing that after he had finished answering, the kid stopped paying attention to him, and Song Qingshu yelled again.
“Boy, are you deaf! I tell you not to blaspheme the real martial arts statues anymore, and quickly roll down and kowtow to apologize!”
At the same time, Song Qingshu also had a headache secretly, why would Wudang come in and stroll around after a retreat.
If this matter is not handled well, how can he explain it to the masters and uncles! Maybe it will affect him to take over as the next head of Wudang!
Thinking of this, Song Qingshu’s heart suddenly increased in killing intent.
kill! Kill them all! Both of them have to die!
And after killing Zhang Wuji’s little bastard, it happened to be able to blame these two people!
Xiaozhao and the dozen or so Wudang disciples were attracted by him and Song Qingshu and stopped fighting for the time being.
The situation calmed down, and I felt that there was no scene to watch. Li Xiu didn’t lean on the idol even with a flick of his body, and jumped off.
The Nine Suns inside the body turned around, and Li Xiu floated down like a grass, naturally and relaxed.
Seeing that the person hadn’t landed yet, Song Qingshu’s face flashed over, and immediately sent a cold sword.
Li Xiu glanced sideways, but as if he hadn’t seen it, he let him do what he did.
The sword in Song Qingshu’s hand resembled Lion Majesty’s attack, piercing through the air with a sharp piercing sound, and the angle went straight under Li Xiu’s ribs.
He had a measure in his heart. If this sword pierced the boy’s left ribs straight through his heart, then even if he had martial arts, he wouldn’t be able to survive.
Between the sparks and flints, Song Qingshu had already approached. Seeing the boy in front of him seemed to have no reaction at all, a trace of cruelty and sarcasm could not help leaking out of his face.
With such a bad martial arts, if you dare to steal into Wudang, you are really looking for death!
The point of the sword is close to Li Xiu’s ribs! It’s near!
But unfortunately, I couldn’t get closer!
The sharp sword in Song Qingshu’s hand stabbed three inches from Li Xiu’s body, but it was like a thorn on the black iron and gold spirit, and he couldn’t get any more.
Instead, an overbearing internal force bounced out in an instant.
The first is the sword in Song Qingshu, who usually loves very much, and the second is Song Qingshu, who looks stiff and confused in his mind.
“Crack, crack, boom!”
The sword was so clean and neat that it shattered into several pieces and flew away. Song Qingshu was shocked and flew upside down several feet away, hitting his body on the heavy temple pillar, with blood spraying from his mouth.
The blood mist stayed in the air, and when it landed, it turned red.
The Wudang disciples who had seen the big brother sneak attack and wanted to keep up with the help of the sword were suddenly shocked by the sight and backed away.