On the golden roof, on the edge of the cliff, black and white monks' robes flutter in the wind.

Chen Yuanjie turned his back to Song Qingshu, stood with his hands behind his back, and said slowly, "Song Qingshu, you are so lucky!"

He was wearing the Lingbo Jade Belt Robe that only Wudang masters were qualified to wear.

"Chen Yuanjie, I just want to ask you one thing, how did Senior Brother Feng die?"

Chen Yuanjie was silent for a moment and sighed, "Yes, I tacitly allowed Chen Yuezhi to kill him. But -"

He suddenly turned around, pointed at Song Qingshu with an angry face and said: "All this happened because of you! If it weren't for you, the third generation chief disciple should be me. In terms of martial arts and qualifications, in what way am I inferior to you, Song Qingshu?"

Chen Yuanjie looked like he was crazy, approaching step by step, with veins popping out on his forehead: "But that guy Yu Lianzhou, you just don't allow me to win against you! Hahaha, how unfair this is! If you don't have true martial arts, you can't be worthy...

.Is this the way of true martial arts?"

He hated Yu Lianzhou's partiality and unfairness, and he hated the selfishness of the second-generation Wudang disciples. He just got back what belonged to him... That's why he chose to cooperate with the Yuan people after being captured.

"Chen Yuanjie, if you do unjust things, you will be killed." Song Qingshu didn't take him seriously. His martial arts was no longer his opponent.

"Where is the third uncle?"

Chen Yuanjie pointed at the cliff behind him with a sinister smile: "The old man refuses to reveal what Zhang Sanfeng has hidden. I have already sent him to see the King of Hell."

With a "clang" sound, Song Qingshu's Qingfeng sword was already unsheathed. He took three steps in the air and stabbed Chen Yuanjie with the flying sword.

"Song Qingshu!" Chen Yuanjie gathered strength with both palms, used his true energy to condense a transparent tiger claw in the air, and grabbed Song Qingshu from a distance.

The palm wind and Qingfeng Sword's sword energy canceled each other out, and Chen Yuanjie's skill increased greatly in a short period of time. It was really incredible.

But I saw that his eyes were red, veins were sprouting out, and although his aura was far larger than usual, it revealed the slightest trace of disorder.

"Song Qingshu, do you recognize this sword?"

Chen Yuanjie took out a pure silver ancient Han Bafang sword. The sword grid was decorated with Tai Chi diagrams, and the eight sides of the sword were respectively tattooed with Bagua patterns. However, it was a sword without an edge.

"True sword?"

This is Grand Master's true sword, but it has always been enshrined in the golden dome and has never been unsheathed.

"Song Qingshu, the True Martial Sword is the leader's token. If you see this sword, why don't you kneel down!" Chen Yuanjie waved the True Martial Sword.

"Sir, he seems to have taken some forbidden drugs, so he is a little crazy." Even Xiao Zhao noticed something strange about Chen Yuanjie.

Song Qingshu nodded, "You hide first, I'll come and meet him for a while."

Xiao Zhao said "Oh" and hid behind a small red-tiled temple nearby.

Song Qingshu took a leap and climbed onto the Half-Step Climbing Stone on the Golden Summit. The stone was only one foot long and wide, and half of its body was hanging in the air on the cliff.

"The thief shall be punished." Song Qingshu waved his Qingfeng sword and attacked Chen Yuanjie.

Chen Yuanjie didn't know what kind of forbidden drug he had taken, and his internal strength expanded several times. He concentrated it on the Zhenwu Sword, causing Song Qingshu's arms to go numb.

At this time, his skills were close to the master level. On the narrow terrain, it was difficult for Song Qingshu to use the various moves of the Dugu Nine Swords.

"I have learned Song Qingshu, Tai Chi Sword, Tai Chi Quan, Tai Chi Magic Kung Fu, the three secrets of my ancestor. What are you going to do to defeat me?" After saying this, Chen Yuanjie turned from defense to offense.

"This move is like a lion shaking its head."

I saw the Zhenwu sword swinging at an extremely slow speed, but the sword energy formed three sword shadows, attacking Song Qingshu's top and bottom lanes at the same time. If it weren't for the secrets of the Dugu Nine Swords, the enemy would have been able to predict the opportunity.

, if he reveals his moves in advance, Song Qingshu will probably get hit by a sword.

After one move missed, Chen Yuanjie flew forward and slashed diagonally, slashing towards Song Qingshu with a burst of pure Yang sword energy. This move was the "Swallow Sweeping Wave" of the Tai Chi Sword. The originally light and gentle sword technique turned out to be fierce and fierce in his hands.

the taste of.

Although Song Qingshu blocked the pure Yang sword energy, he was still shaken so much that his steps trembled and he stepped on a few gravels and fell off the cliff.

Chen Yuanjie used his backhand to hit "Swallow Shocking the Pool" again, but what he hit was the internal energy of Zhiyin. This Zhiyin sword energy was reflected by Song Qingshu onto the boulder on the side, and a layer of frost formed on it.

"How could Chen Yuanjie practice Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu have such sinister internal power?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but think about it, the Zhenwu Sword was already close to him. This time, he aimed at his Fengchi point and lightly tapped it, using the "dragonfly touching water" move.

Break his defense and release his inner strength.

Chen Yuanjie made several sword moves one after another, but Song Qingshu only defended but did not attack. In the blink of an eye, he was forced to the edge of the cliff again, with no way to retreat.

He picked up the Zhenwu sword with his Qingfeng sword, used his strength, and flew into the air with a "sword swing" move. Just as he was about to land behind Chen Yuanjie, he suddenly felt a burst of sword energy coming towards him. He blocked the sword horizontally, but the pounding

The overwhelming inner strength still knocked him out of the air, and he was about to fall off the cliff.

Xiao Zhao shouted "Ah" and saw Song Qingshu's Qingfeng sword slashing across the cliff stone, and returned to the cliff with the sword energy.

Chen Yuanjie saw that he had saved the day twice, so he wanted to use all his strength. As he breathed out, all his true energy gathered at the tip of the sword. When he pointed the Zhenwu sword upward, all his true power gathered on the sword.

I saw the true energy rising all over his body, as if he was trying to drain away the inner energy from his Dantian.

"This move with three rings surrounding the moon is one of the most unique moves in the Tai Chi sword. Song Qingshu, can you bear this sword?"

Chen Yuanjie finished gathering his energy and swept his sword horizontally. A tyrannical sword energy struck Song Qingshu with an unstoppable force.

"How is it possible..." The expected result did not appear. Song Qingshu actually broke his own charged blow with a single stroke of his sword.

He would never have imagined that there was a martial art specifically targeting sword energy in the world! Dugu's Nine Swords, the Qi-Breaking Style. It was divinely understood, and it was all in one mind! Under this move, all the internal strength of the sword energy turned into nothingness.

Song Qingshu used the Qi-Breaking Style after observing it for a long time. He found that Chen Yuanjie's Tai Chi Sword was superficial but not real. He didn't understand the real rules of the Tai Chi Sword, so he just randomly used the moves in the routine according to his own understanding.

If he were an ordinary first-rate master, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat him. But Song Qingshu is well versed in the way of swordsmanship, and it would be no exaggeration to say that he is the best swordsman in the world today. His understanding of the way of swordsmanship has surpassed everyone else.

Just when Chen Yuanjie used this sword, it was also the moment when the flaw was greatest.

The internal energy in Song Qingshu's hand flowed, breaking Chen Yuanjie's sword energy, and then used the sword-cutting style to directly strike Chen Yuanjie's dantian. The sword was as fast as lightning, and Chen Yuanjie saw his figure as charming. In the blink of an eye, the sword had reached the dantian.

"Um?"

Song Qingshu was stunned when the Qingfeng Sword pierced his body. It felt like it was piercing cotton. It was as soft as mud and instead sucked the edge of his sword.

"Song Qingshu, don't you think so?" Chen Yuanjie said with a ferocious smile, "This is the sticky power of Tai Chi magic!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuanjie punched Song Qingshu fiercely, knocking him away with his sword and hitting him against a boulder.

"Tai Chi is really exquisite. I have studied it for so many days, but I have only understood three points. But it is enough to deal with you!"

Chen Yuanjie opened his bow from left to right, and the huge force of pure Yang swept towards Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu opened and closed his palms and faced Chen Yuanjie with his inner strength of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth. He had only practiced the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth to the fifth level, but he could only move away three points of the extremely violent Pure Yang inner force, and the remaining seven points were all hit.

on him.

Song Qingshu was knocked away again, and he kept vomiting out blood.

"Song Qingshu, you waste!" Chen Yuanjie gathered energy in his palms and approached step by step, "You are not worthy to be the next leader of Wudang! Why do you have it? In terms of martial arts, qualifications, and resourcefulness, how can you compare to me? You are just that.

You have a good father!"

Chen Yuanjie looked up to the sky and laughed, "But now your father is probably dead too, so you should go down and accompany him!"

Chunyang's palm hit Song Qingshu's forehead, and he would definitely die if hit by this palm!

"Keng!"

Something unexpected happened suddenly, and a flurry of swords struck Chen Yuanjie. The swords struck him one after another, forcing him to retreat step by step.

"It's you!"

Chen Yuanjie's pupils shrank and he stared at the fat Taoist in front of him.

"I didn't expect Third Master Uncle to have a secret plan, but he hid it deep enough!"

This fat Taoist is Xuanxu, the Taoist boy beside Yu Daiyan! But after so many years, he has grown up.

No one expected that this fat man, who was always taciturn, submissive and unremarkable, would actually be a first-rate master!

Xuanxu looked at Song Qingshu, "Senior Brother Song, Master is trapped in the Golden Summit underground palace by him."

Knowing that Yu Daiyan was not dead, Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he would not know how to explain to Song Yuanqiao later.

"You alone want to save people?" Chen Yuanjie looked at Xuanxu with disdain.

Xuanxu didn't reply, and drew his sword to attack Chen Yuanjie. His swordsmanship was vague and uncertain, almost real and illusory, and the blade lights were unpredictable. This was a swordsmanship he had studied for many years, and it was called "Xuanxu Blade".

But Chen Yuanjie was already at the half-step master level after all, and his internal strength was amplified countless times under the catalysis of drugs. Xuanxu relied on his exquisite sword skills to withstand dozens of rounds before being defeated.

But when Chen Yuanjie looked back, he found that Song Qingshu was no longer where he was. When he looked back again, Xuanxu had also escaped.

Several figures were running towards the Seven Star Peak on the Iron Lock Bridge! But when he saw the back of one of them wearing a Chunyang Palace Taoist robe, Chen Yuanjie was shocked.

"Wow! Even you betrayed me!"

That person was none other than Wen Youcai, the fifth disciple of Chunyang Palace! Chen Yuanjie never expected that he would actually switch sides in the face of battle.

"Since you all want to die, then let's die together!" Chen Yuanjie exerted force with his feet and used the Wudang Ladder to fly away.

"Let's see where you run away!"

When he chased him to Qixingfengpingba, he found that there were already more than ten people waiting for him.

Headed by Xuanxu, Wen Youcai and Song Qingshu, behind them are mostly women holding swords.

"Jingle Palace?"

These female disciples were the disciples of Jingle Palace at the foot of the mountain, and they were also contacted by Xuanxu. They did not participate in the battle of Guangmingding, but stayed at the foot of the mountain to guard the mountain gate. After learning of the incident on the mountain, they followed the leadership of senior sister Wu Bijue.

Come down and up the mountain to help.

"A bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals!" Chen Yuanjie snorted. He had endless internal strength in his body at this time, and he didn't take these people seriously at all.

"Set up the formation!" Wu Bijue ordered, and twelve female disciples surrounded Chen Yuanjie.
Chapter completed!