"Elder brother, Qing Shu is right. No matter what, there is nothing wrong with taking down the person first."
Fortunately, Wudang has no shortage of sensible people, Zhang Songxi supported Song Qingshu.
"Let's do it. We're not far from Da Da. Let's fight quickly. Senior brother will take the position. Second brother Kun will take the position. I will seize the position. Seventh brother, you will take the position. Qingshu will act according to the situation."
Zhang Songxi skillfully arranged the road, which actually surrounded this group of people from four directions: southeast, northwest and northwest.
"Qingshu, why did you follow me?"
Seeing Song Qingshu following him, Mo Laoqi said in surprise.
"I calculated with my fingers that the enemy will break out from Uncle Qi's side."
Although Mo Laoqi has a beard and looks similar to his senior brothers, he is a real talent in martial arts.
As long as the enemy is not stupid, he will know how to break through the weak point of Mo Sheng Valley.
After the outflanking was in place, there was no nonsense, the five Wudang people started taking action directly.
The royal family of Ruyang and his entourage were actually not only Gang Xiang, Er and San, but also more than ten followers.
After starting to use their hands, the gap in everyone's skills became apparent.
Song Yuanqiao, Song Qingshu, and Yu Lianzhou had better Qinggong and chased faster. One of them caught a mini-boss and was in the center of the battle circle.
Zhang Songxi and Mo Laoqi could only stay on the periphery, cleaning up some follower fish.
Zhang Songxi may be used to hiding and not fighting or grabbing, but Mo Laoqi really can't keep up.
"Wudang Swordsmanship, do you Wudang really want to embarrass my Shaolin sect?"
After only a few rounds of fighting, as the followers fell to the ground one after another, life or death was unknown, the situation was tilted in favor of the Wudang Clan, Ah Er, who was fighting against Song Qingshu, shouted.
"It's already this time, why are you pretending to be a bunch of demon monks from the Vajra Sect? When did Shaolin accept so many disciples from the Western Regions? How come no one in the world knows about it?"
In fact, if you pay more attention, you shouldn't be deceived by these people's appearance. These people have more or less Central Asian characteristics.
Except for the three leading ones, the others also used Shaolin martial arts.
A group of people obviously went out to bring hatred to Shaolin.
If he didn't have any grudge against Wudang, Song Qingshu really didn't want to care about these people.
"You Wudang Sect really dare to cause trouble for our Ruyang Prince's Mansion. Do you really think we dare not send a large army to wipe out your Wudang Mountains?"
A'er looked at Song Qingshu and said sternly.
In fact, Ah Er's martial arts is not low, especially in terms of internal strength, which is generally weak among Vajra Sect disciples.
I don’t know if he is really gifted in the practice of internal skills, or he has received some excellent internal skills inheritance from Shaolin after joining Yuanting.
Even Song Qingshu, who had greatly improved his skills, was only on par with A'erbi in terms of internal strength.
Taking advantage of various physical talents and the exquisite martial arts of the Wudang sect, Song Qingshu can gain some upper hand.
It's still not that easy to take people down.
"When will you slaves become as deadly as your Mongol emperor?"
This is the world of martial arts, although there is no such thing as a single enemy.
But it is not impossible for a true master to take the heads of enemy generals from thousands of people.
Yang Guo could seize the opportunity to kill Mongol Emperor Meng Ge, and Zhang Laodao's martial arts skills would not be inferior to Yang Guo's.
They did not follow suit once. First of all, after the death of the emperor, the Mongols had experience in defense, and it was not so easy to operate.
Another thing is that even if you kill an emperor, it will not solve the fundamental problem of the Mongols being in power.
The biggest certainty is that the Mongols took too many lives of the Han people, and Zhang Laodao used the weapon to avoid the rat.
Even if they cannot be killed, the Han people will all be implicated and suffer a wave of unreasonable disasters.
"Qingshu, let me help you."
After Mo Shenggu finished dealing with the miscellaneous fish, he roared and joined Song Qingshu's battle circle. This was the rhythm of competing with Song Qingshu for monsters.
Seeing Mo Lao Qi fighting for monsters with him, even if Song Qingshu was not happy, he could only let Mo Lao Qi in.
"Seventh brother, are you okay?" Zhang Songxi, who had been skimming the formation after cleaning up the trash fish, caught Mo Shenggu who flew out.
Maybe it was because of the ease with which Song Qingshu suppressed Ah Er.
After coming in, Mo Laoqi didn't use his best swordsmanship to fight the enemy. He used Wudang Zhenshan Palm to compete with Ah Er, who was obviously good at external skills.
The battle circle that came in immediately flew out.
There are always people in the world who like to make waves, but don't like to compete with each other's strengths and attack each other's weaknesses. They like to challenge their own weaknesses.
Mo Shenggu is obviously one of them.
"How dare you hurt my seventh uncle!"
Mo Lao Qi's flying in and out was actually not without his contribution. When A'er was distracted by Mo Lao Qi, it was inevitable that flaws would be exposed.
Song Qingshu took the opportunity to launch an offensive and used the Thirteen Shenmen Swords, all of which pierced A'er's Shenmen point.
It only took three moves to destroy one of Ah Er's wrists.
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he used three more moves to destroy Ah Er's other wrist.
"Qingshu, the sword leaves people behind."
When Song Qingshu wanted to wipe A'er's neck, Zhang Songxi shouted in time.
"Fourth Uncle, these are all Tatar running dogs, what's the use of keeping them alive?"
"Leave the thief behind, interrogate him thoroughly, and let your third uncle kill the enemy himself."
This should be Zhang Songxi's desire for Yu Daiyan to vent the frustration that has accumulated in his heart for many years.
"Okay, then I'll charge some interest first."
As he spoke, Song Qingshu kicked A'er's two legs off.
Although Song Qingshu also learned Wudang's acupuncture techniques, considering the martial arts masters, everyone has his or her own set of acupuncture and acupuncture techniques.
During the life-and-death fight, Song Qingshu didn't trust this method, but rather trusted physical injuries.
"ah…"
Ah Er was obviously not as strong-willed as Yu Daiyan. When Yu Daiyan had all his bones broken, he didn't scream so miserable.
"Stop screaming, do you want to recruit your Mongolian soldiers to die!"
Song Qingshu tapped A'er's mute point and said, this is quite useful.
"Qingshu, how come your skills are so high now that even Uncle Qi is not as good as you?"
Mo Laoqi asked after regaining his breath.
"When I encounter a little chance, my skill has improved a lot."
After replying to Mo Shenggu, Song Qingshu looked at the other two battlefields. In fact, they were both nearing the end.
What Song Yuanqiao was dealing with was Gang Xiang, and the reason why he was so persistent and nagging could not be solved. It was because Song Yuanqiao was obviously wary of Gang Xiang, and he never made any serious move.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Otherwise, Song Qingshu would think that the tough phase of practicing the powerful Vajra Palm is the best to deal with among the three brothers, how could it be so difficult to win.
Although this person may be the senior brother of the three of them, there is no age difference between the three of them, so it does not mean that they are stronger because they are senior brothers.
Yu Lianzhou was fighting against Ah San. Ah San was a type of person with extraordinary talents. He was born with supernatural powers and was a genius in practicing external martial arts. He also had a set of insidious and vicious tactics commanded by King Kong, which would cause injuries. This kind of opponent was inherently difficult to deal with.
Although Yu Lianzhou has the highest martial arts skills among several people, it is normal that he cannot win quickly.
Although external skills are difficult to practice, if they are practiced to the same level as internal skills, external skills are more suitable for fighting, difficult to restrain, and belong to the category of martial arts practitioners with high blood defense and thick blood defense.
"Let's go back to Wudang Mountain."
After waiting for a moment, Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou defeated their opponents, Zhang Songxi commanded.
"You go first, I will follow you later."
Song Qingshu replied.
"What do you want to do again?" Song Yuanqiao asked unhappily. What he disliked the most was that Song Qingshu didn't fit in with others.
"I'll clean up the battlefield and remove any traces to avoid being tracked."
These few people may have more experience in the arena than Song Qingshu, but when it comes to how to deal with the aftermath of murder and arson, Song Qingshu has more experience than a few others.
What's more, Song Qingshu was still thinking about the spoils of killing this group, including seven or eight fine horses from Dawan in the Western Regions that they couldn't take away.
Although it is possible that the Mongols' own Mongolian horses are more suitable for the battlefield.
But in terms of pure extreme speed and appearance, the Dawan horse is completely better than the Mongolian horse.
Mongolian horses are short and small, and they are so powerful mainly because they have good endurance, strong skin, and are easy to feed.
When Song Qingshu traveled around the world, his handsome character came first, so he could not let go of so many good horses.
Entering the small world, Song Qingshu has the ability to travel day and night, and can travel thousands of miles in a day without changing horses.
If you want to do something, there is no doubt that it will be much more convenient.
"Qingshu has indeed gained experience. Let's leave first. If the Mongols catch up, there will indeed be a lot of trouble."
After Zhang Songxi recognized Song Qingshu's martial arts and wisdom, he obviously trusted Song Qingshu more than Song Yuanqiao.
After taking the three prisoners with them, the Four Wudang Heroes returned to the mountain without causing any further trouble.
If you stay in the wild on the road and don't enter a city, you won't encounter so many injustices.
If you only take the secluded paths, you will have a hard time meeting even bandits and water thieves.
It only took ten days for a few people to rush back to Wudang Mountain.
"Song Daxia, I told you that I am the agent sent by Shaolin to the imperial court."
Even when he reached Wudang Mountain, Gang Xiang was still trying to quibble.
The main reason is that Song Yuanqiao has been highly praised by fellow martial artists in recent years.
Compared to when I was young, I am much more merciful and soft-hearted.
Even a few juniors now think that Song Yuanqiao is a bad guy.
"Then you wait for me to write a letter to Shaolin." Song Yuanqiao was actually somewhat persuaded by Gang Xiang.
"Father, how can you really write a letter to Shaolin? Shaolin will always come to us for trouble whenever there is nothing wrong. If you really inform Shaolin, even if you confirm the identity of Gang Xiangxiuo, can Shaolin still let us solve it on our own?"
Song Qingshu pulled Song Yuanqiao out.
He may be good in other aspects, but this person doesn't understand politics.
Shaolin's biggest task at this stage is to combat Wudang's momentum in all aspects.
When the six sects surrounded Wudang, it was Shaolin who took the lead.
It took Zhang Cuishan's life to force Shaolin to give up temporarily, and now Song Yuanqiao has to take the initiative to hand over the knife to Shaolin.
"If Gang Xiang wasn't really sent by Shaolin to Yuan Ting for detailed work, why would he have said this over and over again?"
Song Yuanqiao hesitated and said, it is really difficult for a martial artist to seek revenge with the same conclusive evidence as the Yamen.
"Then have you ever thought about it, Gang Xiang is a double-sided agent. Not even a double-sided agent, Gang Xiang is Yuan Ting's dead soldier. He can let Shaolin come to Wudang Mountain to ask for people. It is not appropriate for Wudang to give them or not. Wudang provoked Wudang
Isn’t the relationship with Shaolin enough?”
Although the relationship between Wudang and Shaolin no longer needs anyone to instigate.
But if Shaolin wants to attack Wudang, it always needs an excuse.
Wudang captured Shaolin's disciples and handed them over to Shaolin for disposal. Wudang was embarrassed.
If they don't interact with each other, the two factions will directly become enemies and have an excuse to target each other.
The good Jianghu, because of the political participation of Yuan Ting, has developed into a Mission: Impossible model. The fight and killing has become who is more sinister. The style of painting is really unbearable.
The three members of the Vajra Gate were all brainwashed by the Ruyang Palace, and they are not people who are afraid of death.
Gang Xiang kept trying to struggle, obviously still wanting to use his last life to make some contribution to Yuan Ting.
"Let me think about this matter carefully." Song Yuanqiao's mind was overloaded. He couldn't figure it out and could only postpone it.
"What else is there to think about? If it wasn't to instigate two factions, why did Yuan Ting insist on using Shaolin martial arts to destroy the third uncle?"
Although there is no conclusive evidence, Song Qingshu can find a lot of flaws for Song Yuanqiao.
If we talk about the news that came out of the Vajra Sect, that Dali Vajra injured Yu Daiyan with his finger, Shaolin never notified Wudang of the Vajra Sect’s inheritance.
Even if Song Yuanqiao didn't regard these as evidence, what could Song Qing's disciples do?
"Qingshu, senior brother, I'm here to advise you. You should go see your third uncle first."
Zhang Songxi advised Song Qingshu that others could say the same thing more forcefully than Song Qingshu.
"Elder brother, what Qingshu said makes sense..."
Hearing that Zhang Songxi understood the situation, Song Qingshu didn't worry about things here.
Gang Xiang has no personal grudge against Song Qingshu, but the relationship between him and Song Qingshu, whether he is dead or not, has little to do with him.
This person is actually just a small character. Once his identity is exposed, it will be difficult for him to produce any destructive power.
"Third uncle, no matter what the identity of the prime minister over there is, there is no problem that these two are the thieves who harmed you. Let's do it."
In this room, it is Lao Liu and Lao Qi who accompany Yu Daiyan to take revenge in person.
"Third brother, let's do it (Third brother, let's do it)." Lao Liu and Lao Qi followed.
"Go ahead and give me a good time." Ah San also shouted at Yu Daiyan.
"It's really you. I have never dared to forget your voice in these ten years."
"So what if it's me? Who asked you to be tough with me and not reveal the whereabouts of the dragon-slaying knife?"
Even when death was imminent, Ah San was still provoking Yu Daiyan, and he was a wolf destroyer.
The enemy dared to provoke him, so Yu Daiyan couldn't resist his violent temper. He activated his Wudang Zhenshan Palm and slapped the two people on the head.
Just like ordinary people slapping watermelons, they slap each one in the face and almost smash it to pieces:
"I wish I could cut you into pieces with a thousand knives, just to vent the hatred in my heart!"
"It's easier for both of them."
Seeing the grief and anger on Yu Daiyan's face, Song Qingshu said regretfully that it was a little too happy to let the two people die.
"Because you two are such beasts, it's a pity for my dear fifth brother."
The expressions on Yu Daiyan's face were complicated, including the joy of getting revenge, relief from the pain he had suffered for many years, and regret that he could not bear to regret, and finally turned into silent tears.
"Third uncle, what happened to fifth uncle is actually not your fault."
Song Qingshu comforted Yu Daiyan.
You can blame the six major sects, you can blame Ah San, you can blame Du Dajin's Longmen Escort Agency, you can blame Zhang Cuishan for being fragile, you can blame Yin Susu for forcing Zhang Cuishan to choose one of the two, but you can't blame Yu Daiyan.
No matter what, Yin Susu was the cause of Yu Daiyan's disability. There was no reason why Yu Daiyan couldn't resent her.
"Uncle Sixth, Uncle Seven, and Uncle Three are now mentally and physically exhausted. You can send him back to rest."