The people of the Jie family have dominated Shu for decades. They have seen many people who are desperate for their lives, but they have never seen such a desperate person.
If it weren't for the beautiful lady in the hall, everyone would have drawn their swords and cut the ungrateful boy in front of them into pieces.
Song Que drank a glass of wine lightly and said, "This is not a good place to kill someone."
This sentence was extremely ordinary, but it was full of murderous intent. Even Zhao Qianhe, who came to challenge for the second time, couldn't help but feel a chill in his spine. He felt that he might really die this time.
However, I remembered that three hours ago, when I faced that senior, I was enveloped in such terrifying cold murderous intent. I could still survive, so why should I be afraid of Song Que's murderous intent?
"Then come to the street with me!" Zhao Qianhe said with strength.
Song Que picked up his sword and walked out of Yinxiang Pavilion with an indifferent expression, and came to the street outside the pavilion.
Zhao Qianhe followed closely behind, and after the two faced each other, Song Que had already put his hand on the handle of the knife.
Zhao Qianhe suddenly raised his hand and said: "Slow down! I am not your opponent!"
This was very funny, and Xie Hui and the martial arts people who were watching the fun burst into laughter.
Xie Hui said: "You were not afraid of trouble at all when you kicked in the door just now."
There are also people in the world clamoring: "It's too late to give in now. If you are really afraid, just commit suicide here!"
Song Que said coldly: "Song's patience is also limited."
Zhao Qianhe's will was unexpectedly firm. He knew that everyone around him was hostile and wanted to kill him on the spot, but he could still hold on to the situation.
Said: "In a normal competition, I am indeed not your opponent! But even so, I have to restore the reputation of my Zhao family! Do you dare to bet with me!"
Song Que sneered and said, "I'm not interested in betting with you."
Zhao Qianhe laughed and said: "I think you just got lucky and defeated my father's swordsmanship. You don't dare to face my family's secrets again."
Song Que chuckled, "Your swordsmanship is not very unique, so why should Song be afraid?"
Zhao Qianhe pointed at Song Que and said: "I am not your opponent, but with my cultivation, I will definitely be able to block your three strikes! If after three strikes, you can't beat my swordsmanship, even if you lose, you will have to do it in front of me.
In the presence of all the heroes present, I apologize to my father’s spirit in heaven!”
Everyone looked at Zhao Qianhe as if he were a fool, and Xie Hui even said: "You learned the knife move from a so-called expert, and it is indeed very effective, but this afternoon you can't even catch Brother Song's sword, how can you do it?"
I have the confidence to use your swordsmanship to take on Brother Song’s three swords.”
Zhao Qianhe's face turned red after being laughed at, but he pointed at Song Que regardless and said loudly: "Song Que, do you dare to agree?"
Song Que sneered, "If you can take one blow from me with your swordsmanship, it will be enough to surprise Song. If I can't kill you within three swords, what if I do as you say?"
As he said that, he had drawn out his knife and stared at Zhao Qianhe coldly, with a murderous intent covering his body, making Zhao Qianhe stand on his head with all the hair on his body.
He shook his teeth and encouraged himself, "I'm going to die anyway, so why not take a chance!"
He drew out his long sword and suddenly stabbed it out. This was a serious swordsmanship!
But it’s not his Zhao family’s swordsmanship!
This is one of the Thirteen Deadly Swords, a sharp and cruel move!
This attack was completely unexpected by Song Que. Before his first Tianwen sword was ready, he was forced to use offense as defense and slashed towards the long sword in Zhao Qianhe's hand.
Zhao Qianhe was struck back again and again, but this time he used his sword power to suppress Song Que's sword attacks in advance, so the damage he suffered was not like the afternoon, which was more than enough to bear.
He also shouted excitedly, "One knife!"
This was helping Song Que count. Song Que was stunned for a while. He understood that the three swords were attacking the opponent's three swords. If the opponent could block them, he would win.
But he didn't expect that Zhao Qianhe would take advantage of the situation and limit his attacks to confrontation, hoping that his sword would be in vain.
Before he could speak, Zhao Qianhe's second sword struck again. The sword's edge was trembling unsteadily, and his body skills were hidden within the force of the sword. He could not move at all, as if there were countless changes, and it was difficult to find the changes in the subsequent moves.
Zhao Qianhe was obviously not very skilled in this skill, but it was indeed an excellent swordsmanship that he had rarely encountered since Song Que was born and walked!
He was a martial arts fanatic, so when faced with such a sword, he would inevitably feel happy. He wanted to see more of the changes in the opponent's sword posture, so he only cut lightly with his sword.
There were collisions in mid-air, and Song Que's sword had completely blocked all of Zhao Qianhe's sword power.
However, Song Que was not satisfied. He knew that it was not that this sword was ineffective, but that Zhao Qianhe could not bring out the true fatal changes of this sword.
Zhao Qianhe failed with one move and quickly retreated, shouting: "Second sword!"
Xie Hui was furious and shouted: "You are acting like a rogue!"
Zhao Qianhe laughed and said: "If you were forced to strike a second time with my sword, doesn't it count as part of the gamble?"
Xie Hui wanted to say something else, but his eyesight was not weak. Of course he could see the subtlety of the two swords in front of Zhao Qianhe. He was wary, so he finally stopped talking and just looked at Song Que.
Song Que stood like a Yue Shi, his whole demeanor changed drastically, becoming extremely serious and dignified.
He said: "Excellent swordsmanship! It is true that Song was forced to strike twice with two swords, but there is still a third sword!"
Zhao Qianhe was intimidated by his momentum, and this third sword did not come out as quickly as agreed with the senior. When he wanted to use the sword, Song Que's sword had already been slashed out!
Like a copper wall and an iron wall, invisible but tangible sword energy came from the air!
At the same time, Song Que's eyes shone with lightning, covering Zhao Qianhe, making Zhao Qianhe feel that no part of his body could be hidden from his observation. He could see through it, as if he were naked and exposed to the cold wind and snow.
.
This is a desperate situation, and desperate situations can only be overcome by determination!
Zhao Qianhe was frightened by this sword, and he was bound to die!
But he traveled thousands of miles from Heyang to follow Song Que's footsteps and came to Shuzhong. Is it as simple as dying just to die?
Doesn't he know that his martial arts skills are not as good as Song Que's?
He understood very well, but the family reputation was worth washing with blood.
Even if he dies, he will never let people in the world underestimate their Heyang Zhao family!
Since this knife will definitely kill you, it is better to try your best before death, and your journey will not be in vain!
His third sword ignored himself and pierced Song Que's chest in an effort to die together. This was still one of the thirteen deadly swords, and this sword happened to require a desperate will to execute!
Although he did not know the intention of the sword, at this last moment, he happened to unite the three elements of spirit, energy and spirit into one, exerting a killing power similar to the intention of the sword, breaking through Song Que's sword energy.
Song Que opened his eyes wide, feeling incredible that the other party had really broken through!
This confident sword failed to kill him on the spot?
As a last resort, Song Que struck out for the fourth time, and this time Zhao Qianhe's sword was broken into pieces.
Although his sword has the rudiment of sword intention, it is not sword intention in the end. How can he withstand the power of the heavenly sword?
Zhao Qianhe rolled on the ground seven or eight times again, but this time he couldn't even stand up.
Breaking through Song Que's sword energy, which was full of sword intent, had already caused him serious internal injuries. He was also struck back by the sword, and almost half of his feet were already in front of the King of Hell's Palace.
Even so, he still laughed loudly, "The fourth...sword...Song Que, you lose!"