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Forty-one, people will die if they die

"What a speed!"

Song Qingshu sighed in his heart, he didn't expect that this poisonous python would actually spit out food in the middle of the battle. This would be troublesome!

While he was thinking, the poisonous python flashed in front of a bodyguard, opened his mouth and spit out poisonous mist. Although the bodyguard escaped the poisonous mist, the blade he cut out could not hurt the poisonous python, and he was cut by the bodyguard again.

It whipped its tail and was knocked away. It fell to the ground and vomited blood, unable to stand up again.

Everyone was so frightened that they stepped back. After a while, the two bodyguards were beaten to the ground. This poisonous python must be too powerful!

Many villagers feel weak and have already given up, thinking that if they want to make money, they must also spend money!

"Throw the pig! Throw the pig quickly!" Song Qingshu waved his hand.

The other bodyguards were very strong, so they worked together to pick up the fat pig and throw it at the poisonous python.

"Everyone retreat first, retreat quickly!" Song Qingshu greeted everyone to leave.

The villagers had long wanted to escape, and now they were going down the mountain one by one with oil on their soles. The others helped the two injured bodyguards, and together with Song Qingshu, they retreated behind the boulder in the distance and secretly observed the situation.

The poisonous python couldn't tell whether it was a human or something else. It could only see that the thing had heat. Seeing that the "threat" had disappeared before its eyes, it opened its mouth and grabbed the fat pig, dragging it towards the hole.

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"After this snake eats the fat pig, it will be a lamb to be slaughtered!" Song Qingshu said confidently.

It turned out that he had already had a lot of powerful drugs poured into this fat pig. Even an elephant could be stunned, let alone a poisonous python?

After asking someone to send the two injured bodyguards down the mountain, Song Qingshu and the remaining four bodyguards waited for another half an hour. They estimated that the poisonous python had almost eaten, so they quietly entered the cave.

Sure enough, the poisonous python was also stunned and was lying on the ground sleeping soundly.

"See if I don't peel off your skin this time!" Song Qingshu chuckled.

Without his instructions, the other four bodyguards all stepped forward, raised their long knives high, and pierced the snake's belly. The back covered with snake scales was extremely hard, but the seven inches of the snake's belly were much weaker.

The four bodyguards stabbed and cut it, grinding for a quarter of an hour, and finally opened a hole in it. Following the opening, the bodyguards inserted the knife and cut it in a circle, but they chopped off the heart of the poisonous python.

pulpy.

Black blood flowed all over the floor, but the poisonous python did not wake up until it died.

The escorts had just taken out the snake gallbladder when they suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside the cave. The four of them were startled, and before they could say anything, they saw a huge snake head protruding in.

When he opened his mouth, there was a bloody storm, and the stench hit his face. An escort was sprayed with poisonous mist, covered his face and screamed, and was bitten on the head by the snake head. He threw it back, and his body was immediately separated!

"No, there's a poisonous python!" an escort said in shock.

While still in shock, Song Qingshu grabbed a snake gallbladder as big as his fist and ran towards the grotto.

"Come here quickly!"

The entrance to the heart of the two bodyguards had been blocked by the poisonous python and they could not get out, so they turned around and ran after Song Qingshu.

I saw Song Qingshu getting into the narrow hole without hesitation and crawling forward. The hole was so big that the huge poisonous python couldn't get in.

Another escort followed Song Qingshu and quickly got in. The last escort pushed the first one anxiously, and when he was halfway in, his lower body got stuck!

He was really regretting it now! If he had known this, why would he have eaten so much? Just as he was about to withdraw, he suddenly felt a chill in his lower body, and then his whole body was sucked out.

"Ah..." The two people in the cave only heard a scream and then fell silent.

The snake was unwilling to let the two of them go, and bumped its body against the hole, but it couldn't get in.

Song Qingshu was in a state of mind, so he could only crawl forward. Don't let it lead to a dead end!

Fortunately, after crawling for a while, I finally saw a glimmer of light.

When the two climbed out, they discovered that it was a huge hole. They sat on the ground and rested for a while before they recovered.

"Who knew that there were actually two poisonous pythons, one female and one male, otherwise how could they have given birth to so many little snakes!" the escort said, but he couldn't see how sad he was after two of his companions died, "We all

People walk around the world with their heads hanging on their waists. It can only be said that they are unlucky."

Song Qingshu nodded and then observed this place.

It is surrounded by stone walls covered with moss and vines, and there is a pine tree between the cliffs. There is only a hole at the top, and the sunlight shines in through the hole, so that it is not completely dark.

But the hole is about ten feet or tens of meters away from the ground. Unless you are a god with wings, you will never be able to fly out.

"It's over!" The escort came to his senses and understood the situation of the two of them, and cried out sadly.

"There is no way to the sky, no way to the left or right, all we can do is wait for death!"

Song Qingshu ignored him and walked toward the middle of the cave, where there was a high platform.

Climbing up the high platform, he saw a stone tablet erected on it. When Song Qingshu saw the two words on the tablet, he was shaken both physically and mentally.

Although he had already guessed that this was most likely the Sword Tomb of Dugu Qiubai, he was shocked by those two words at this moment.

These two characters were carved on the stone with sharp swords. Song Qingshu touched the two characters and felt that his kendo bottleneck was loosened!

These two words contain the meaning of the sword!

The "Yitian Dragon Slaying Kung Fu" created by Zhang Sanfeng was also a Kung Fu that uses words to enter the Tao. Later, Zhang Cuishan learned it. Back then, the fifth uncle used the Heaven Slaying Dragon Kung Fu to create silver hooks and iron paintings. How could such an artistic conception exist.

These two words were majestic and towering, and contained an extremely fierce sword intent. He was about to figure it out carefully.

Suddenly I heard the man behind shouting: "Is this the Sword Tomb?"

The escort looked surprised at first, then immediately turned happy.

"Hahaha, it's true that the sky will never stop me!" The escort looked up to the sky and laughed, "I never thought that the legend is true, there really is a sword tomb!"

"Oh? Do you know Sword Tomb?" Song Qingshu looked back at him and said.

The bodyguard patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder, "Now I'm saved! According to legend, the final burial place of the Condor Hero a hundred years ago was in the Sword Tomb! It is said that whoever finds the Sword Tomb,

Then you can get his peerless martial arts! I've made it!"

Four exclamation points in a row shows the person's excitement.

Song Qingshu poured cold water on him, "So what if it's really a sword tomb? Even if you learn peerless martial arts, you still can't get out..."

"What do you know, you stinky guy!" The bodyguard looked askance at Song Qingshu, "If I learned peerless martial arts, would I still be afraid of that poisonous python?"

Song Qingshu nodded, "That makes sense."

The escort said with a sinister smile, "I was originally thinking that it would be great if the person who accompanied me in was a girl. Even if I am trapped here, I would still be happy... I don't want God to open my eyes, but I didn't give it.

My girl has given me peerless martial arts skills!"

The escort said as if he had learned the peerless martial arts and became a peerless master.

"Alas!" Song Qingshu shook his head. He already understood what this guy meant. He is really the most popular person in a desperate situation!

"Why are you sighing? Don't worry, I will give you a good time!" the bodyguard said, pulling out the long shining knife.

"Hey, even if you have peerless martial arts, why don't we all learn it together? Do you have to do it all by yourself?" Song Qingshu sighed again.

The escort smiled ferociously, "Have you ever seen a mother-in-law shared with others?"

It's a vulgar metaphor, but it's also very appropriate...

"That makes sense."

"Boy, stop talking nonsense. I've said enough with my last words... Be thankful that you will be my first stepping stone on the road to fame... When I go down to see the King of Hell, don't forget to tell him,

I, Zhang San, killed you!"

Sure enough, it is a minion, even the name is so casual. But why does this kind of minion have so many lines? Song Qingshu doesn't understand, but he doesn't want to continue listening to Zhang San, this person is not his father.

, he doesn’t need to get used to it.

"Stop!" Song Qingshu made a gesture, then suddenly put his hand on the edge of his face, and tore off the human skin mask while the escort was stunned.

"It's really uncomfortable to wear it all the time... Now that you've shown your true face, I'll just show you my true face..."

The escort took a few steps back, "You...who are you?"

"You know, if you want to die, you will die." Song Qingshu didn't want to kill him. If he hadn't been murderous towards himself, he would still have a way to live.

"Bah, I don't care who you are, I can't recognize people with my knife!" The bodyguard said and slashed at Song Qingshu with his knife.

I wonder how much younger you are before I can kill you?

But before his knife reached the opponent's body, he felt a chill on his neck. When he looked down, a bloody arrow spurted out.

The escort covered his neck with his hands, his eyes widened with confusion on his face, and he fell down in horror.

Song Qingshu wiped the broken sword in his sleeve clean and sighed at the corpse.

"Don't blame me, it's just you who failed to live up to your expectations. It's just a third-rate character like you. If you die here, you will stain this place."

Song Qingshu kicked his body off the platform.

Next to the sword tomb stone tablet, there is a long small stone carving, which reads:

The sword demon Dugu Qiubai was invincible in the world, so he buried his sword here.

Woohoo! The heroes are restrained, their swords are empty, how sad!

After these two lines of sharp characters, there is a row of small characters, but the artistic conception is slightly different from the one just now.

"Your descendants, Yang Guo, pay your respects."

Eh! It’s true that Yang Guo also visited here in his later years. By the time he became Xi Kuang, he might have reached the pinnacle of his martial arts.

After the stone carving, many large bluestone strips were piled up to form a large tomb. Each bluestone strip was three to four meters long, and it would take only a top-notch expert to carry it.

"This may be the sword tomb that Yang Guo later built for Dugu Qiubai!"

Yang Guo took away several swords left by Dugu Qiubai back then. The black iron heavy sword has been forged into the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword, but he doesn't know if the other weapons are still here.

However, with Yang Guo's temperament, he is definitely not a ruthless person who would cut off the roots of his descendants. Since he left the Sword Tomb behind, he should have the opportunity to be here.

Song Qingshu was thinking, but he kowtowed three times respectfully in front of the sword tomb, which was regarded as a tribute to the two seniors.

Just when he was kowtowing for the third time, he suddenly found a small simplified Chinese character on the stone slab on the ground.

This shocked Song Qingshu. He had never seen a single simplified Chinese character since he traveled through time.

When I swept away the dust, I saw that it was not a word, but a smiling face.

"Who could be so boring?" Song Qingshu had a sense of absurdity and tapped the stone slab with his fingers. The sound was clear and hollow!

Song Qingshu found the edge of the stone slab, cut it open with a dagger, picked up the stone slab, and lifted it up——

Sure enough, there are three long boxes side by side in the stone pit below. You can tell they are sword boxes at a glance!

Song Qingshu carefully picked up the first blue sword box and saw the following words engraved on the stone slab:

Fierce and fierce, invincible, it can compete with the heroes of Heshuo before the weak crown.

When I opened the sword box and took a look, I saw a four-foot-long green-edged sword lying quietly inside. It shone with cold light and was really sharp.

This was the sharpest sword Song Qingshu had ever seen since his rebirth. When he got up, he held the sword in his hand and slashed towards the bluestone bar.

With a "swish" sound, it was like cutting paper, and a sword mark was left on the bluestone strip. Song Qingshu looked at the Qingfeng Sword again, but it was unscathed.

"It's really a magical weapon. I wonder if it can compete with the Yitian Sword?"

Song Qingshu couldn't put it down and played with this Qingfeng sword. He thought that this should be one of the best magic weapons in this world. Even compared with the Yitian Sword, it would probably not be inferior!

"It seems that from now on, the slogan 'The dragon-slaying sword is the supreme in martial arts; who can compete with me if I rely on the sky' will be changed!"

Song Qingshu thought in a wicked way and put the Qingfeng Sword back into the sword case. Then he looked at the second sword, which was the Ziwei Soft Sword.

Song Qingshu also took it out and tried it, and found that the purple soft sword was as sharp as the Qingfeng sword, but it was very light and soft. Although it could complete some difficult movements, it could easily hurt others and yourself if it was not handled properly.

With my current level of swordsmanship, I am afraid it will be difficult to control it. No wonder the stone carvings say: Used before the age of thirty, it was unlucky to accidentally injure a righteous man, so he abandoned it in a deep valley.

The last sword, Song Qingshu opened the sword box and found that it was a rotten wooden sword. It was the wooden sword that Dugu Qiubai used after he was forty years old.

Song Qingshu took out all three sword cases and then saw the last row of small words:

Words are like faces. Yang Guo was fortunate enough to receive the inheritance from Senior Dugu. He traveled across the world for decades. Although he was invincible in the world, he finally regretted it and retired to the mountains and forests. Those who are destined to come back to this place in later generations will be the successors of Senior Dugu. The heroes will eliminate him.

Damn, you must not fall into the prestige of your predecessors!

It turned out that this was the small mark left by Yang Guo back then, but he respected Dugu Qiubai very much. After rebuilding the sword tomb for him, he even accepted disciples on his behalf, so that the inheritance of Dugu's lineage would not be cut off.

"So, I actually became brothers with Yang Guo from a hundred years ago. It's really..." Song Qingshu didn't know which version of Yang Guo this Yang Guo was, but it seemed quite interesting...

However, since they are all disciples of Dugu Qiufei, Song Qingshu can naturally take away the two magic weapons without any psychological burden.

In fact, he had no intention of leaving empty-handed.
Chapter completed!
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