Comprehension Is Against The Heavens: Creating The Burning Sun Nine Yang Kung At The Beginning

Master Miejie stepped forward in a deceitful manner.

The Yitian Sword in his hand traces a mysterious trajectory, like an antelope hanging its horns, a sword from the sky.

A deathly silence filled the air.

It seems to pull people into the abyss of hell.

"Destroy the Sword!"

On the high platform, Song Yuanqiao's expression changed.

He suddenly stood up from his seat and stared at the ring nervously.

The Miejian is one of the two unique sword techniques created by Master Miejie.

As its name suggests, its sword technique is only for destruction~.

There is only one sword move, and the angle of the sword is extremely tricky, making it difficult to guard against.

Coupled with the sharpness of the Yitian Sword.

Once the Sword of Destruction is released, the enemy often has no time to react and is killed.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if you react, you still can't withstand the power of Yitian Sword.

Yin Liting is the one with the most superb swordsmanship among the Seven Heroes of Wudang.

He has a deeper understanding of Mie Jian.

He looked ugly and spoke in a hesitant voice.

"Qingshu is currently in mid-air, with nowhere to catch him and difficult to dodge."

"Furthermore, controlling so many long swords has consumed all his energy. It would be really fatal for Master Jiejie to attack at this time!"

Zhang Cuishan gritted his teeth and said nothing, but his heart was like a knife.

"If something happens to Qing Shu, how should I face my elder brother, my master, and all my brothers and sisters!"

"It's all my fault. I'm not strong enough. Otherwise, why would I let Qing Shu, an old nun, fight with me!"

All the disciples of the Wudang Sect also exclaimed in surprise.

Some people even reminded loudly, hoping to attract Song Qingshu's attention.

"Senior Brother Song, be careful!"

"Shameless old nun, you unexpectedly attacked me secretly, you pretend to be a great master!"

"What the hell, the Emei sect are all such insidious and despicable people? Do you dare to fight openly and openly?"

Wanwan in front of the Zhenwu Hall clenched her fists, feeling so nervous that it was difficult to breathe.

"Song Qingshu, you won't be killed by the old nun with just one sword, will you?"

"If you are really beheaded, I will definitely avenge you after I practice the Heavenly Demon Technique to the 18th level!"

The other side.

Duan Tianya's face was filled with joy, as if he had seen Song Qingshu being pierced through the heart by Jue Shitai's sword, and he felt extremely happy.

"Hahaha! This guy is so arrogant, if not everyone in the world takes him seriously, he is going to die soon!"

"A mere grandmaster dares to fight the great grandmaster. Who does he think he is?"

Yue Buqun's eyes flickered and he began to make calculations in his mind.

"When Song Qingshu dies, Wudang will probably have to relent and hand over Zhang Cuishan.

"At that time, I am afraid that Shaolin, Emei, Cihang Jingzhai and others will secretly interrogate Zhang Cuishan and find out the whereabouts of the dragon-slaying knife from his mouth.

"How can I get a piece of the pie?"

And many people watching the battle also showed excitement.

There is a saying that goes well: you can see someone building a tall building before you see it collapse.

It was extremely refreshing to be able to see an extremely arrogant martial artist die in front of my eyes.

On the stage.

Master Miejie is extremely fast.

The Heavenly Sword in his hand was less than five inches away from Song Qingshu.

She even saw that the sharp sword energy had cut a hole in Song Qingshu's clothes.

It seemed that the next moment his body would be penetrated by the Heavenly Sword.

Suddenly, Master Miejie felt a warning sign in her heart.

The intuition belonging to the great master told her that a disaster was coming!

Master Miejie’s hair stood on end, and his eyes looked around for the source of the crisis.

But he saw the vague smile on Song Qingshu's face.

She was slightly taken aback, and she didn't understand why the other party was still laughing at this time.

But the next moment, Master Miejie felt a lightning flash in front of her eyes.

The body-protecting Qi was torn apart like a bubble, and then there was a sharp pain in the chest.

As if being hit by an oncoming boulder, the whole person flew backwards.

Even the Yitian Sword in his hand couldn't help but come out.

In the sight of everyone watching the battle.

Song Qingshu, who looked as if he was about to be pierced through the heart by Master Miejie's sword, suddenly had lightning flashing in the palms of his hands.

Thunder bloomed in one hand, entangling the Yitian Sword, making it freeze in the air and motionless.

The other hand shot out like lightning.

The body-protecting Qi of a Grand Master-level expert seemed to have no effect at all in front of this lightning, and was directly torn to pieces!

Song Qingshu struck Master Miejie's chest with a heavy palm and knocked him away.

boom!

The body of Master Jiejie fell from the sky.

The powerful impact directly blasted a large crater into the ground, sending smoke and dust everywhere, burying his figure.

"What?"

Master Kongwen stood up from his seat and looked at this scene in disbelief.

He stared intently at the lightning blooming in Song Qingshu's palm.

"What on earth is this thing, and why is it so powerful that it can't even stop the body-protecting Qi of extinction!"

"And it can withstand the sharpness of the divine weapon Yitian Sword!"

"This kind of martial arts is definitely not owned by Wudang. Song Qingshu has a big secret!"

Duan Tianya, who had just thought that Song Qingshu was about to die, stopped laughing suddenly, looked horrified, and then roared loudly.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

"How can Song Qingshu, who is only a mere master, be able to withstand a powerful master?"

"Why should he? Why should he?"

Yue Buqun was also stunned.

He even tipped the teacup in his hand, leaving all the tea on his body without realizing it.

Among the Cihang Jingzhai team.

Unconcealable shock flashed through Shi Feixuan's eyes.

She asked Elder Zhou next to her.

"Elder, is this boy really that strong?"

Elder Zhou also looked shocked, and then sighed.

"To be honest, Song Qingshu's ability is the best among the younger generation I have seen in these years.

"If we give him some more time to grow, I'm afraid his achievements will far exceed our imagination."

Master Fei Xuan was even more shocked when she heard this.

As a powerful man at the Grand Master level, Elder Zhou has a high vision.

Even her master Feixuan herself has never received such a high evaluation.

After a short silence, Shi Feixuan spoke again.

"Elder Zhou, I may need to trouble you to take action later."

Elder Zhou nodded.

"Saint, don't worry, I understand."

hiss!!!

There was even a sound of gasping among the spectators.

Looking at this scene with a horrified expression.

After a while, the pot exploded.

"Let me go, is Song Qingshu so ferocious? He took on the divine weapon with his bare hands, tore apart the strong body-protecting energy of the Grand Master, and even knocked away Master Jiejie?"

"Wudang's Kung Fu is so powerful? Could it be that it was taught by Master Zhang himself?"

The Wudang disciples even cheered.

Some disciples even shouted so hard that their cheeks turned red and their voices became hoarse.

Want everyone to know.

This is the number one member of their younger generation in Wudang, the Wudang sect, and its genius!

Song Yuanqiao and others on the high platform breathed a sigh of relief.

They knew the domineering power of the Five Thunder Transformation Hands.

Being hit at such a close range, even at the Grand Master level, would lose combat effectiveness on the spot.

Zhang Cuishan even wiped the sweat from his face.

His psychological pressure is no less than that of Song Yuanqiao.

Wanwan in front of the Zhenwu Hall let out a long breath.

I wiped the sweat that suddenly appeared on my forehead. I was really too nervous!

Her beautiful eyes kept wandering over Song Qingshu, and her heart palpitated.

It has to be said that as a generation witch, Wanwan is also on the Prodigy List and Rouge List, and she is proud of herself.

But after so many years of wandering around the world, I have never seen a man with such peerless charm as Song Qingshu.

When the other men saw her, the greed in their eyes seemed to want to eat her alive.

The so-called obedience and all kinds of diligence are just for her.

But Song Qingshu is completely different from others.

The two sides are obviously in completely opposite camps, and they obviously have strong strength to restrain her.

But he never touched her at all, and never mentioned a witch, a witch, and was extremely polite.

And Song Qingshu's strength also impressed her today.

Even the powerful Grand Master Miejie Shitai, who was holding the Divine Weapon Yitian Sword, was blown away by his palm.

"Such a man is truly the best in the world!"

Wanwan murmured to herself, a blush appearing on her pretty face.

On the stage.

After the smoke and dust dispersed, Master Miejie reluctantly got up.

She felt that her internal organs were in excruciating pain, as if they were about to explode.

There was an extremely tyrannical force that was constantly tearing at the meridians throughout her body.

Master Miejie tried to use the true energy in his Dantian to get rid of this power.

But just after mobilizing the true energy, the meridians throughout the body suddenly seemed to be twisted into a twist.

Unspeakable pain came from within his body.

Master Miejie couldn't help but her vision went dark, her body swayed, and she almost fell to the ground.

"Master!"

In the Emei Sect, two female disciples ran onto the ring in a panic, one on the left and the other on the right to support Master Jue.

The expression on his face was extremely worried.

"Master, are you okay?"

Master Miejie waved his hand and wanted to speak.

But the smell of blood surged up in his throat.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spat out.

Master Jiejie's feet softened.

If it weren't for the two disciples holding him up, he would have been kneeling on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

The whole person's breath was extremely depressed.

At this time, the crowd watching the battle even gasped.

He never expected that Master Miejie would lose his combat effectiveness without any fighting.

Mid-air.

Song Qingshu stood with a long sword suspended in mid-air.

He took the Heavenly Sword in his hand and played with it carefully, nodding his head again and again.

"It is indeed one of the top ten Heavenly Swords on the list of divine weapons. It is really a good sword!"

Then he looked down at Master Miejie with an indifferent tone.

"The sword is a good sword, but the man is just average."

"I accepted the Yitian Sword as the price for your Emei faction provoking me Wudang.

"Remember, anyone who sees me in Wudang from now on must walk with his head down!"

"If you do it again next time, you will not be spared!"

Listening to Song Qingshu is like the words of an elder scolding a younger generation.

Master Miejie was so angry that he was trembling all over, and his blood rushed to his brain, and he fainted.

Immediately, the Emei faction was in chaos, and they hurriedly carried Master Miejie to the side for treatment.

Song Qingshu is holding the Yitian Sword and standing in the sky, his aura is even more elegant.

This time, he looked directly at Shaolin Master Kongwen and spoke with a half-smile.

"Master Kongwen, is it your turn to play next?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang people, everyone watching the battle, and Wanwan all looked shocked.

Song Qingshu looked at Song Qingshu incomprehensibly.

"Song is fighting one after another. The true energy in his body should have bottomed out, but he didn't even take a break to name Master Kongwen?"

…Please give me flowers…

"Hiss! If he really succeeds in the challenge, I would like to call Song Qingshu the number one genius in Kyushu!"

The direction of the Shaolin Temple team.

Master Kongwen had a stern look on his face

He stood up solemnly, his whole body looked solemn.

There was a trembling sound in the air, and a huge golden swastika Buddha name appeared out of thin air.

Drag Master Kongwen's body to the ring.

Then it exploded into countless small swastika Buddha chants that were shrunk countless times and revolved around Master Kongwen's body.

It makes him look like a golden Arhat, with a monstrous temperament.

Master Kongwen looked at Song Qingshu in the sky, put one hand on his chest and recited a Buddhist chant.

"Amitabha, Donor Song is young but has such a murderous intention. He has already gone astray."

"If you are allowed to travel around the world, it will definitely stir up a bloody storm, and the consequences will be extremely serious.

"As a member of the Shaolin Temple, how can I see all the people in the world in ruins?"

"It would be better if Donor Song went to Shaolin with me and recited Buddhist scriptures every day, so that the murderous aura in you could be eliminated.

As soon as this statement came out.

Even with Song Yuanqiao's good temper, he couldn't help but curse.

"The old bald donkey keeps talking about benevolence, justice and morality, but when he gets on the ring he is faster than anyone else."

"If you can, let Qingshu rest. Isn't this taking advantage of others' danger?"

As soon as this statement came out, many people nodded secretly.

Everyone knows that the people of Shaolin are not only powerful, but also have great verbal skills.

I will save you at every turn and let you stay with the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng for the rest of your life.

Over the years, countless heroes have been forced into Buddhism and became their thugs.

Master Kongwen didn't change his expression, and even smiled at Song Yuanqiao.

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"This is what Master Song asked me to come up to. Everyone present heard it."

Song Yuanqiao was so angry that he was shaking all over and glared at the space master.

Song Qingshu waved his hand towards Song Yuanqiao and said indifferently.

"Dad, don't be angry."

"Bald donkeys, don't they all have this kind of virtue?"

"But it doesn't matter. If you want to transform me into Shaolin, you have to see if the space master has this ability!"

Being called a bald donkey by a junior to his face.

A murderous intent flashed deep in Master Kongwen's eyes, but he hid it very well.

He doesn't talk nonsense either.

The energy in the body shook.

Countless golden swastika Buddha chants burst out from the body and went straight into the clouds.

The vast Buddha's voice was heard in the air.

Om ma jimou ye saled~

There is also golden Buddha light shining down from the sky.

It shines on everyone, making people feel warm, like bathing in the sun.

The irritability in my heart quickly calmed down, as if I wanted to convert to Buddhism.

Even Song Qingshu felt tired, as if he didn't want to fight.

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes.

The powerful mental power circulated, making his spirit become clear for a while.

"What a weird method! Is this Buddhism?"

Song Qingshu couldn't help but cheer up.

The opponent's power seems to contain spiritual power.

Although it is not as majestic as when Master Miejie took action just now.

But it penetrates directly into people's hearts, moisturizing things and silently changing people's thoughts, which is obviously more terrifying.

The chaotic true energy in Song Qingshu's body continued to flow out and poured into the Yitian Sword.

A crystal white light gradually glowed on the sword.

A black shadow appeared behind Song Qingshu, and then slammed into his body.

Song Qingshu's sword intent exploded, and he slashed hard at Master Kongwen with his sword.

"Zhenwu swordsmanship, Daosheng Yijian!"

!

A flash of sword light shot out from the Yitian Sword.

Its speed was so fast that it even made a sharp and harsh sound in the air.

When it was still several feet away from the ground.

The powerful sword intent caused countless dense cracks to appear on the floor of the arena, moving in all directions like spider webs.

Master Kongwen's fighting power remained unchanged.

He even closed his eyes and kept chanting the Buddha's name.

Countless golden swastika Buddha seals burst out from his body.

In the blink of an eye, a slightly illusory golden bell formed around him.

next moment.

The sword light struck directly on the giant bell, making a crisp sound.

The giant bell trembled for a while, but it did not break after all.

Instead, Song Qingshu's sword light was directly deflected into the ground in the distance.

boom!

The ground there exploded, revealing bottomless sword marks.

"Shaolin's Seventy-Two Special Skills, Golden Bell Cover!"

On the high platform, Song Yuanqiao spoke word by word.

Song Qingshu looked at the golden bell that looked like a turtle shell, his eyes flashing with light.

As far as he knew, this martial arts was one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, so it was naturally extremely powerful.

It also uses true energy to defend, but its defensive power is much stronger than the body-protecting Gang Qi.

The golden bell is also extremely difficult to practice.

Even looking at the entire Shaolin, there are no more than ten people who have mastered the Golden Bell Mask.

Master Kongwen had a kind smile on his face.

"Amitabha, it's disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating, so let Almsgiver Song also see what I'm doing!"

"Kasaya Demon Subduing Technique!"

He made a complex mark with both hands.

Then the golden light shines from his body.

A huge cassock slowly emerged in the air, seeming to encompass the entire arena!.