Chapter 2012 Don't Have a Face

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The wine-fighting monk also nodded in agreement: "Yes, this set of footwork is indeed unique. When galloping, it looks like a galloping horse, but when attacking in a small area, there is no sign of advancing or retreating. Looking at the entire river and lake, it is also the top Qinggong."

Wang Chongyang sighed: "It's a pity that compared to Song Qingshu's Qinggong, it's still a lot worse." At the time of the battle at Chongyang Palace, the opponent's proximity to the horizon made him full of shock, and even faintly opened the door to a higher realm for him. Therefore, in his mind, Song Qingshu is the best in the world for Qinggong.

"His light work is indeed beyond the reach of human beings." Huang Chang's mind at this time was the image of the other party in the Lin'an Palace seeking rain, which was indeed beyond his understanding.

Although Dragon Island Master's Qinggong is sublime, each of them is no worse than him, only compared with Song Qingshu, there is a world of difference. Thinking that he had sneaked into the palace several times to steal incense and jade, but he couldn't catch up with him, Huang Chang suddenly felt a little itchy in his teeth.

Hearing that several great masters seemed to have become supporters of Song Qingshu, Xiaolongnu's lips, who were cold as ice, rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.

The woman in the yellow shirt on the side had a panoramic view of her reaction, and couldn't help sighing secretly. Song Qingshu had just come here and had been hugging each other and asking for warmth, but she didn't even speak to herself. This kind of gap made her see Song Qingshu at first. Joy swept away.

Although there was some discomfort in her heart, she still looked at the arena worriedly, no matter how bastard the surname Song was, it was better than letting Jia Sidao become the winner.

Let's face it, in the face of the various elusive attacks from the Dragon Island Lord, Song Qingshu's figure is much slower, as if he is just taking a walk after dinner. The stormy attack did not stab him in the corner of his shirt with a single sword.

Huang Chang couldn't help but sighed: "It's no wonder that he can become one of the great masters at a young age. His eyesight and control ability are even better than mine."

The wine-fighting monk smiled bitterly: "If I were to move from another place and face the attack of the Dragon Island Lord, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do so lightly."

Several other great masters also nodded their heads. They always thought that Song Qingshu could become a great master at such a young age. Most of them came from various adventures. It was not until now that they saw his response, they realized how unbelievable his talent was. If you give him another few decades, how far will he grow?

Of course, these great masters don't know that they are actually a little undervalued. It must be known that Song Qingshu can now walk in such a leisurely manner. The big reason is that he knows the number of ways of the swordsmanship of the Taixuan Jing, so he can often predict the enemy's opportunity.

It's just that he has a good reputation, and coupled with his outstanding skills, a group of people subconsciously think that he has this ability, so they didn't think about it.

Jia Sidao was originally waiting for the opportunity, he planned to wait for the Dragon Island Lord to hold Song Qingshu, and when he showed his flaws, he would take advantage of the situation to attack and make a hit, just like Wang Chongyang attacked Huang Chang and Dou Jiu monk before, he attacked himself. Like a sweeper.

It's a pity that after watching it for a while, I found that the Dragon Island Lord was not a threat to Song Qingshu at all. He didn't dare to wait any longer. If the Dragon Island Lord was killed, wouldn't it have a great advantage and let the other party defeat each other?

Jia Sidao slapped it out, and even produced a sonic boom effect. I saw several great masters compare secretly: Jia Sidao is weak in the choice of experience and timing, but in terms of internal strength and martial arts, he is no worse than himself.

Song Qingshu sighed secretly. Originally, he managed to seize a flaw, and expected that he would be able to severely damage the Dragon Island Lord within three moves, but Jia Sidao did not give him this chance.

With the addition of Jia Sidao, Song Qingshu's pressure suddenly increased sharply. Jia Sidao and Long Island Master's martial arts are in the same line. One practiced swordsmanship in Taixuanjing, and the other practiced boxing skills in Taixuanjing. In addition, the light energy and the number of inner breath paths are the same, so the combination is like a duck in water, and it has the effect that one plus one is greater than two.

The two great masters were originally victorious against the previous one, not to mention that the martial arts of the two great masters could cooperate with each other, it was even more secure. If Song Qingshu was not very familiar with the martial arts of Taixuanjing, many times he could resolve the crisis in advance, and only then would he be able to maintain an invincible and undefeated state.

The three of them fought in a group, and occasionally the true energy in the fight escaped, and even the boulders were instantly turned into powder. Even Ouyang Feng, Qiu Qianren, and the envoys of rewarding good and punishing evil from Xia Kedao did not dare to face him, and they all pulled away. Due to the distance between them, the disciples of the Wudang Sect hurriedly escorted the wounded back to a farther distance, so as not to be harmed by Chi Yu.

The yellow-shirted girl couldn't help but said, "The situation of King Qi doesn't seem to be very good now." Her acupuncture points have been untied by Wudang disciples, and now she has not joined another battle, but is guarding at the left and right sides of her master.

Huang Chang snorted: "Jia Sidao and Long Island Master seem to have specially cultivated a set of combined attacks. Every attack combines the skills of the two. It is not easy for Song Qingshu to block until now."

The wine-fighting monk also praised: "This combination of strikes is really powerful. If the two of us knew it, I'm afraid we could subdue Brother Chongyang within ten strokes."

Wang Chongyang said indignantly, "Don't even think about it, they can practice this combined strike technique because their martial arts, internal strength, and body skills are all in the same line, so they can achieve perfect cooperation, and where can others learn it."

Monk Dou Jiu knows what he is telling the truth. Generally, the major sects in Jianghu have their own formations. Because everyone learns from the same source, they can gather the advantage of numbers to fight against powerful enemies. There are many, but they can be added together to form a formation, but they can compete with Huang Yaoshi.

It's just that this kind of combined attack formation method is only practiced by the younger disciples in the sect.

He is a loner, and he doesn't even bother to join forces with others, let alone a person in the realm of a great master.

The realm of a great master is rare. Every great master has his own path. There are countless sects in the rivers and lakes. There are only so many great masters in the whole rivers and lakes. It is impossible to send two great masters from the same school. There is no way to cultivate such a combined attack method.

Secondly, when you reach the realm of a great master, you have your own pride and bearing, and occasionally it is difficult to join forces to fight the enemy. Who would be so shameless and skinless to practice such a combined attack method with others?

"I don't want your face!" Several great masters despised Jia Sidao to the death.

The little dragon girl on the side frowned slightly and took a step forward. Wang Chongyang seemed to see what she was thinking, and hurriedly said: "Don't be impulsive, your swordsmanship is good, but your skills are too far. Before they get close, I am afraid they will be torn apart by the strong wind of their fight, and it will have no use other than distracting Song Qingshu."

Although Xiaolongnu didn't like Wang Chongyang because of the ancestors of the ancient tomb sect, she also knew that what he said was true, and couldn't help but hesitate for a while.

Li Qingluo couldn't help but said, "Uncle Shi, don't we just do nothing and watch? If Jia Sidao wins, wouldn't we be sure to die?" She is a descendant of the Xiaoyao faction. Grandmaster, she is naturally not good to ask those people.

The floor sweeper said, "Don't worry, I trust Donor Song."

Seeing that he was calm, Li Qingluo could only continue to look at the arena nervously.

Seeing that once again the combined attack that was determined to be won was avoided by the opponent's use of the distance, Jia Sidao smiled instead: "The surname is Song, you must be a lot of energy to be so close, I want to see how many times you can use it?"

At the same time, I was secretly thankful that the opponent had just performed several attacks that were so close to the horizon and suddenly appeared in some unimaginable directions without warning. If it wasn't for the two of them joining forces to take care of each other's flaws, he would have died many times.

With the magical skill of being so close to the horizon, if he fights alone, no one will be his opponent.

In addition to admiring Jia Sidao, he also made up his mind that he must take this opportunity to besiege him today, otherwise he will inevitably become a serious problem for his confidants.

He knew that he couldn't take the Dragon Island Master with him anytime and anywhere. Once he was alone, he would be easily killed by Song Qingshu. How could he tolerate such a thing happening?

On weekdays, Song Qingshu's light work might not be able to keep him, but now there are so many Wudang disciples here, his father, his uncles and uncles are all there, and there are confidantes like Xiaolongnu. In addition, I heard that the yellow shirt girl also has an ambiguous relationship with him. , Where can he go with so many people he cares about?

So to kill him, today is the best chance!

Song Qingshu, who was several meters away, didn't speak. He opened his hands and slowly lifted it up. The swords scattered on the ground seemed to be attracted by an invisible energy, and gradually rose into the air, forming a forest of swords in the sky around him. Sword Rain.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!" Many people in the field had seen Song Qingshu use this trick, and couldn't help exclaiming.

"Oops!" Different from the views of ordinary experts, Sweeping Floor Monk and Huang Chang frowned, and there was a hint of confusion in their eyes.

"What's wrong?" Li Qingluo and the woman in yellow asked together. Although Xiaolongnv didn't make a sound, she also raised her ears to listen.

Wang Chongyang explained: "Song Qingshu's move is really powerful, and it can indiscriminately kill enemies from all directions. If a few of us face thousands of troops on the plain at the same time, and there is nowhere to hide but head-to-head, even if we are big Grandmasters, I am afraid that they will be killed by the army. But Song Qingshu can use this trick to be like no one among the thousands of troops. It is just that the group attack skill means that the power is scattered, which means that the power of every point is reduced. To be weaker. Of course, this weakness is also relative, to deal with the vast majority of masters, Wanjian Guizong is powerful enough, but it can be used to deal with great masters, but it is not enough."

Li Qingluo said worriedly: "Having dealt with the two great masters for so long at the same time, he has already consumed a lot of internal energy, so wouldn't he use such skills to consume internal energy in vain?"

The sweeping monk replied: "As far as I know, he should not be such a reckless person. Most of this is his intention."

"Not bad!" Huang Chang had dealt with Song Qingshu several times, but he didn't look like such a reckless person.

At this moment, Jia Sidao, who was in the distance, laughed loudly: "The surname is Song, you are seeking your own death!" As for Song Qingshu, he had already prepared detailed information, and naturally recognized the move of Wanjian Guizong. I analyzed its advantages and disadvantages, and now the other party is trying to use such a group attack skill to deal with the two great masters.

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