Chapter 50 The First Actual Combat Master of the Golden Book

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Although those monks were wearing cassocks, they couldn't hide the ferocity on their faces. Coupled with the strange machete in their hands, Song Qingshu immediately realized that these should be disciples of the Blood Sword Sect.

"Why did the Blood Swordsmen assassinate Wei Xiaobao?" Song Qingshu was very puzzled. The two should have nothing to do with each other.

However, Song Qingshu did not intend to rescue people now, and saving people also had to pay attention to timing. Now Wei Xiaobao's guards have sufficient combat strength, even if he knocks down the monks with blood swords, it may not be very important in Wei Xiaobao's mind. He is in a desperate situation, and the effect of saving people can be maximized.

What do you say that the kindness is not expected to be repaid? Sorry, Song Qingshu has never been that kind of person.

The martial arts of the monks in the Blood Sword Sect were far superior to those of the Lingjian and Shuangxia. Wei Xiaobao's guards in front of him were quite difficult to deal with. Only by virtue of their superiority in numbers, could they be able to withstand the assassins.

"Master Wei, during his trip to the south of the Yangtze River, did you find any good friends?" After a long laugh, Song Qingshu noticed that there was a middle-aged monk with a brave face on the roof. Bright bald head.

Seeing that iconic action, and then contacting his self-proclaimed, Song Qingshu thought to himself, could it be that bloody knife ancestor who was a genius in actual combat?

In Jin Yong's novels, the ancestor of the blood knife is definitely not the highest in martial arts, but he has the most brilliant record. In the face of four masters of the same level as himself, he finally killed three of them and captured one. people.

Wei Xiaobao didn't know the name of the ancestor of the blood knife, but when he saw the momentum of his appearance, he rubbed his ears that were aching from the shock of his laughter, and thought in his heart: "Spicy mother, Lao Tzu's men have a look at these guys. Even the monk who is a little scoundrel will have a tie, and this new old monk has almost written 'I am a master' on his forehead, as soon as he makes a move, Wei Xiaobao will become a dead little treasure."

Immediately there was a smile on his face, and he said with a smile: "Senior has a mighty and majestic temperament. At first glance, he looks like a senior from Huaguo. My little treasure loves to make friends in his life. Today, I happened to meet a beautiful little lady. If so, just take it with you, don't be polite to me."

Shui Sheng on the side made a strong voice of indignation, but it was a pity that the small mouth had already been blocked, and finally it all turned into a whimper.

The blood knife ancestor glanced at Shui Sheng unexpectedly, couldn't help but touched his chin back and forth with his hand, nodded and said: "Well, she is indeed a beautiful child, um, her eyebrows have not opened, and she is still a big girl, not bad, not bad, old ancestor. like."

Wei Xiaobao looked at him with admiration: "Surely a master is a master, even from such a distance, you can see that this little lady is still a child, Xiaobao's admiration for you is like a surging river, endless... "

The ancestor of the blood knife laughed twice: "Everyone says that Lord Wei of the Qing Dynasty is a little hero who is righteous and wealthy. When I see it today, it really lives up to its reputation. If it wasn't for each other, the ancestor really wanted to make friends with you, but it's a pity. , it's really a pity."

Hearing his words, Wei Xiaobao broke down in a cold sweat. He secretly regretted that he did not bring Fat Toutuo, Lu Gaoxuan, or the brothers from Tiandihui Qingmutang, otherwise he wouldn't be so vulnerable. It's so loud that it's useless at the critical moment. If I can escape this time, I will let Xiao Xuanzi drive you all back to your hometown...

While Wei Xiaobao was thinking wildly, his subordinates had already been dealt with by the Blood Sword Monk.

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian led a few remnants of guards to guard in front of Wei Xiaobao, their voices trembling: "Wei... Lord Wei, the situation is...something is not good."

"It's not good, you big bastard, you can see it from everyone." Wei Xiaobao scolded speechlessly, "Everyone else is dead, how come you two are not injured at all?"

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

Song Qingshu saw that the time was almost up. With Wei Xiaobao's urination, the ghost knew whether he would suddenly be tongue-tied and escaped by his own ability. At that time, his wishful thinking would pass by.

With a light cough, Song Qingshu came out from the dark, looked at the blood swordsmen, shook their heads and sighed: "The monks are merciful, and it is a serious sin for a few masters to commit murder."

Wei Xiaobao's eyes lit up when he saw Song Qingshu. He claimed to be the second best in the world in terms of his ability to observe words and expressions, but no one dared to say he was the first.

Mu Wanqing and even Feng Qingyang thought that the wooden sword on his back was a decoration, but Wei Xiaobao saw it at a glance, "With such a handsome appearance, he is either an idiot or an expert. Judging from his calm expression, it's obviously not the former."

"This hero is carrying a wooden sword on his back. At first glance, he is a master of the masters. These evil monks have no Buddhist mercy at all. They want to kill our lives, and I hope the masters will save them." , the attitude immediately made a 180-degree turn.

"Hmph, killing off is something of your Central Plains Zen sect. We don't have so many rules in Tibetan Buddhism." The ancestor of the blood knife smiled, looking at the wooden sword on Song Qingshu's back, hesitating for a while, but still asked: "I said this little brother, can your wooden sword really hurt people?" Although he had never heard of a wooden sword as a weapon, his innate instinct still made him subconsciously feel jealous of Song Qingshu.

"Your blood sword can hurt people, why can't the wooden sword below it hurt people?" Song Qingshu smiled lightly, but his heart burst with excitement. This kind of pretending is really not bad.

The ancestor of the blood knife hesitated for a while, but still greeted the disciples to attack. Now that the world is in chaos, many sects in the Western Regions are each looking for the bright master in their hearts. Most lead to stronger Mongolia

In ancient times, but the prince who took refuge in Mongolia was a learned man. Some people went to Chahan, the king of Ruyang, who was close to the Western Regions, and some went to Kublai Khan, who was more popular. The ancestor of the blood knife thought that Temuzhen loved the seventh emperor’s grandson Ali more. Brother, the position of the Great Khan will definitely be passed on to him in the future, so he led the Blood Sword Sect to join Brother Alibu.

Now Ali Bu Ge stays in the Mongolian steppe, and is at a standstill with the Manchu Qing Dynasty. This time, they found out that Kangxi sent his most trusted confidant, Wei Xiaobao, to the southern Song country to discuss the alliance.

Brother Ali Bu was worried that after the alliance between the Manchu and Song countries, there would be no worries, and his situation would be even more difficult. Knowing this, the ancestor of the blood knife volunteered and led his disciples south, intending to intercept Wei Xiaobao in the Song Dynasty. In this way, the Manchu and Song states would not only fail to form an alliance, but may even start a war because of Wei Xiaobao's death. .

Although the intuition tells that the strange young man in front of the ancestor of the blood knife is not easy, but the time is pressing, he must make a quick decision, and kill Wei Xiaobao before the court of the Song Dynasty can react. So let the disciples take the lead and try the truth of Song Qingshu.

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