Chapter 330

"Song Daoyou, the five of us have no idea of blocking the two unions."

"After all, it is the black feather evil sect. Now it has grown into a behemoth. Even if it retreats, it can't retreat."

Looking at Song Qingshu's cold eyes.

The five people standing behind Li Zhan were stunned at first, and then took a step back involuntarily.

Finally, under the pressure of song Qingshu step by step.

Only one of the five Chinese spoke, with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face, and said to song Qingshu.

Wen Yan.

Song Qingshu smiled, and the indifference on his face subsided.

However, the banter in the smile on Song Qingshu's mouth is still particularly conspicuous:

"Since you didn't want to block the union of the two."

"Then I have a question."

"Are you standing here to see the scenery?"

"If you don't give me a reason, then I don't mind asking you to accompany Tang Mo to see the scenery."

That's it.

Behind song Qingshu, an ancient sword appeared in a trance.

The sword is as sharp as snow.

The sword is as sonorous as thunder.

As thick as mountains.

As dense as rain and fog.

Such an ancient sword.

Such a limitless sword.

Even an old swordsman can't have such sword meaning.

But the old swordsman is already the triple strong of Yuanying.

It has such terrible sword meaning, but it's not too unexpected.

In contrast, song Qingshu.

Now he has never seen the nine threshold of the golden elixir, let alone feel the way of heaven and earth like Yuanying's strong man.

But although he never realized the profundity of the avenue of heaven and earth.

But now the ancient sword behind him exudes infinite power.

However, Li Zhan, who has entered the fifth weight of Yuanying, feels a little numb on his scalp.

"Song Qingshu, you are really a pervert. Your strength has doubled in less than half a month."

"If I had a 40% chance to kill you half a month ago."

"Then you will have a 40% chance to kill me in half a month."

"Half a month... Alas."

Li Zhan looked at the ups and downs of the ancient and simple sword behind the Song Qing book.

First, I was stunned.

The sword in the scabbard trembled.

Then Li Zhan sighed deeply and bowed his head, unwilling to see the sword behind song Qingshu.

Li Zhan is a man who stands at the peak of Kendo in the world.

He is the emperor of Kendo and has his proudest dignity.

But song Qingshu's sword.

But Li Zhan, the emperor, felt that the simple crown on his head was shaking.

In order not to shake your heart.

Li Zhan chose not to read song Qingshu's sword.

All kings of Kendo choose this.

Not to mention the five swordsmen whose strength is much weaker than Li Zhan.

They listened to song Qingshu's rampant words, originally thinking of shouting abuse.

But looking at the ancient simple sword behind song Qingshu.

The cries and curses that came to their lips were swallowed alive by them.

After the struggle, one of the five people had a very reluctant smile on his face:

"Naturally, we stand here not to see the scenery, but to have a word to say to song Daoyou."

Song Qingshu frowned at the words:

"What do you say?"

The man then smiled:

"The old swordsman taught the sword of heaven and man in Fengjian villa for 80 years."

"The pure sword, which has been condensed for 80 years, can't defeat you."

"Song Daoyou only produced one sword that day, so he cut the old swordsman into a useless man."

"So powerful, after hearing the speech, the five of us couldn't help asking for advice."

Hearing the speech, song Qingshu smiled at the corners of his mouth:

"So? That's true. How do you five want to challenge the law? "

The man on the right of the five stood proudly out.

He saw his fingers close together and got a heavy short sword with Qi.

The sword body trembled slightly in the air, and bursts of breaking wind came from the air:

"Of course, five people go together!"

The man in the middle also put his fingers together to resist a slender sword:

"Song Daoyou, you are too strong. If the five of us don't gather the momentum of the five, I'm afraid we can't beat you."

That's it.

The other three people didn't talk nonsense any more. They held their swords one after another and put all their swords in the air.

A light silk soft sword swings like a spirit snake in the mountain wind

A square gentleman's sword, shining like thunder in the hot sun.

An ordinary rusty iron sword trembled softly against the background of the other four swords.

Like the five sword emperor!

Song Qingshu never dealt with the enemy like this.

Strategic contempt, tactical attention.

Therefore, although song Qingshu despised these five swordsmen together from his heart.

When the five swords with different shapes and different sword potentials sink and float in the air.

Song Qingshu looked at the five swords very seriously.

A moment later, song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:

"Although the short sword is short, the victory lies in its massiness. It has the power that one man can't open the pass."

"Although the long sword is long, it lacks dexterity. It blindly pursues killing the enemy but ignores the word defense."

"Although the soft sword is soft, it is defeated by linglie. How can a sword flower that can be thrown out at will kill the enemy?"

"Although the square sword is strong, it is practical. Too gorgeous and solemn sword can only be accessories."

"Only this broken sword... Has something to look at."

Song Qingshu also studied swordsmanship among the heavenly emperors.

Therefore, the five flying swords in front of song Qingshu were like a funny joke to him.

In addition to the broken sword, Song Qing felt a little tricky.

But all the shortcomings of other swords were seen through by song Qingshu one by one.

Yes.

Even if song Qingshu saw through so many things.

The five swordsmen in front of him still had a fearless smile on their faces.

"Song Daoyou, it's really interesting. My short sword is known as the most useless sword, but you still have such a high evaluation?"

"Hum, is it really so unbearable for us to achieve the four gentleman sword? Song Qingshu, have you spoken? "

"The long sword lacks flexibility? Song Daoyou, thank you for your advice. "

Before Song Qing wrote, several people listened to Song Qing's book and picked out their own sword skills one by one.

Not only did they not panic, but you and I talked about the shortcomings of their kendo.

As if song Qingshu knew his weakness.

For them, it's just an irrelevant thing.

Song Qingshu looked at them calmly and frowned puzzled:

"Obviously, all my weaknesses are under my control. Aren't you afraid?"

Wen Yan.

The five stopped their active discussion:

"What are you afraid of?"

Song Qingshu's eyes are indifferent:

"The sword destroys people."

"Really not afraid?"

With this remark, the five people before Song Qing's writing fell into silence again.

After a long time, the voice responding to song Qingshu's question just sounded in Song Qingshu's ear.

The answer to this question was a sound, and a light sound came from a sword blade rubbing against the air:

"The former leader of Changhong mountain villa, Zhou Fang! Ask song Daoyou for advice! "