Chapter 51

The second generation of Blood Sword disciples, headed by Bao Xiang, have no weak martial arts skills. In the original book, Ding Dian thinks that he has to suffer losses when he confronts with them, so he deliberately adopts the tactics of sneak attack to win.

Song Qingshu didn't dare to be careless. Under the internal force shock, the wooden sword flew out of his back, accompanied by a dragon chant.

Baoxiang and others were startled. When they were absent-minded, song Qingshu stepped on the seven stars, leaving only a remnant, "Pa Pa Pa!" After a few crisp noises, Bao Xiang and others felt a sharp pain in their wrists, and their blood knives fell to the ground one after another. They looked up in horror. Song Qingshu had returned to his original place, and the wooden sword had been put into the scabbard again.

It turns out that song Qingshu, as a modern man, was not used to hurting people's lives. Just now, he just hit the acupoints on several people's wrists with his sword, which made them unable to recover their fighting power in a short time.

"Granny, bear!" The old blood saber was bluffed, "this little rabbit's martial arts is better than the old grandfather's, it's not easy to do."

On one side, trinket was even dumbfounded and shocked: "this is a master. If you have his support, what kind of empress dowager, what kind of dragon leader Hong, what kind of nephew of Chengguan teacher... What a fart."

Song Qingshu was very satisfied with Trinket's reaction, because he had intended to borrow Trinket's power, so he naturally needed to be shocked by his strength.

Blood saber Laozu is in a dilemma. He is determined to win this trip, but his opponent's martial arts is obviously better than himself. When he looks down at the expectant eyes of his disciples, he is shocked: "if he doesn't fight this time, his grandfather's prestige will be greatly damaged. These white eyed wolves don't know what to do."

When he made up his mind, the bloody swordsman stabbed him in the tip of his foot, and a few tiles quickly hit trinket, who was watching the play. Hearing the news, if he was hit, even if Trinket had armor, he would be seriously injured.

Song Qingshu was surprised. Now Trinket is of great use to him. He can't let him suffer any damage. He hastened to move his Qi from Dantian to Jianbei acupoints. He went through Yin qiaomai and Yin Weimai. He reached out with both hands and used the "Double Dragons" in the eighteen palms of dragon subduing to draw water. He sucked the flying tiles across the air.

"The boy's internal power is terrible." When song Qingshu was saving Wei Xiaobao, he made a leap and waved his blood knife to Shuisheng, who couldn't move.

Everyone in the field thought that he would take the opportunity to assassinate trinket. Who knew that he would stab a pretty girl with such a fierce knife!

Song Qingshu was also shocked, so he jumped up with great success and hit the bloody master on the back with a flying dragon.

Xuedaolaozu shows a smile of treacherous success. It turns out that his attack on Shuisheng seems fierce, but in fact he has left nine points of strength. He is sure that song Qingshu, a young man, can't bear to see a beautiful girl split into two pieces. She will come to help him in a hurry. However, the flaws caused by the hasty movement give xuedaolaozu a chance.

As soon as his wrist is turned over, the blood knife in his hand is lifted from bottom to top. Song Qingshu is scared to death. He sees that the old blood knife's cut at Shuisheng is fast and urgent. He's afraid that the rescue won't be enough, so he tries his best to attack the old blood knife's back. He thought that he had to turn left and right to escape. However, he had already reserved his strength for himself to deliver it, This backhand knife instantly to his lower abdomen.

He quickly used the ladder to move his body several feet out of the air in the impossibility, and avoided the knife of his son and grandson. Until his feet fell on the ground, and his legs were still chilly, he was very glad that he was "almost forced to practice the anti evil sword technique."

It's a pity that Xuedao Laozu didn't hurt him at such a good chance. Looking at the officers and soldiers of the Song Dynasty who came from afar, he knew that today's affairs were impossible. He turned back and said with a smile, "you are good at martial arts. Next time you have a chance to fight again." After that, he began to use his lightness skill and flew to a distance.

The blood saber monks fled with him. They admired him as they ran away. His master even got the upper hand when he was able to draw with this man

Song Qingshu was secretly annoyed that his actual combat experience was still too poor, and the old blood swordsman really deserved his reputation. Seeing xuedaolaozu's figure getting farther and farther away, he is not willing to catch up. If he forces xuedaolaozu to fight with death, he really has some fear.

"Xiaobao, thank you for your help." Trinket casually finished dealing with the officials of the state of song, and ran to song Qingshu.

"Why do you call me that?" Song Qing's writing color is very strange.

"The martial arts of the great Xia is as high as a mountain. With three fists and two feet, the bloody swordsmen will be defeated. This is not what the great Xia is." Trinket put up a flattery.

Song Qingshu was made to laugh and cry by him. Although he knew that he was full of lies and hated flatterers most, when he was flattered by others, it seemed that he was not bad~

"I'm not a great Xia. My surname is song and my name is Qingshu." He was a little flattered, song Qingshu quickly convergence mind, knowingly asked, "do not know your name?"

"Oh, the great Xia asked me my name." after so many years of cultural development, trinket didn't make any progress at all. After hearing this, Shuisheng said to himself, "my name is Wei, my name is Xiaobao."

"It turned out to be Lord Wei, the first warrior of the Qing Dynasty who captured aobai. Today, I saw him as a young hero." Song Qingshu made an expression of surprise and admiration.

Song Qingshu's flattery is really out of fashion. Trinket hasn't heard it a thousand times over the years, and has heard it 800 times.

When other people said this, trinket didn't care about it. However, the effect was very different from that of this super expert. Hearing that Trinket was in full bloom, the more he read song Qingshu, the more pleasing he was to the eye.

After refusing to be escorted by the officers and soldiers of the state of song, trinket cordially invites song Qingshu to drink in front of the Yuhua Pavilion. Song Qingshu pretends to refuse, but he follows the group to the Yuhua Pavilion.

As soon as he sat down, he heard a girl voice full of disgust and said, "birds of a feather!" It turned out that Shuisheng was also brought over by Trinket's men. In order to look good, she untied the shackles of her body. Of course, she still ordered her acupoints. Now she can't lift any strength except sitting at the wine table by herself.

"Who is this girl?" Song Qingshu asked, pretending not to know.

Trinket said with a smile: "just now this woman intended to assassinate me. When I contacted the later actions of those people in Xuedao sect, I suspected that she was a Mongolian spy to disturb our sight."

"Shameless!" Shuisheng was too angry to speak.

"Is it?" Song Qingshu said with a smile, "Mongolia sent such a beautiful girl to come here. It's a bit outrageous."

The audience burst into laughter, full of indecency.

"Traitor!" Shuisheng stares at Song Qingshu fiercely. He was grateful that song Qingshu saved his life just now, but seeing him as a brother to Trinket at the banquet, all his good feelings vanish.

Song Qingshu gave up, took a glass of wine and sat down next to Shuisheng. He said with a strange smile: "beauty, you call me a whore. When did I have sex with you? Or can't wait to be raped by me? "