Develop the world from one person

"Miss Zhao, no, master, I am willing to work for you and eliminate all sects for you. Please don't kill me!"

Song Qingshu's words and performance made everyone present immediately quiet down and looked at him in disbelief.

Song Qingshu is not only an outstanding figure among the third generation disciples of the Wudang Sect, but he is also the son of Song Yuanqiao and has the opportunity to become the leader of the third generation of the Wudang Sect.

Such a rising star of the Wudang Sect, at this moment, is actually crying and shouting that he wants to be a lackey of the imperial court!?

Forget it, he still deceives his master and destroys his ancestors!?

"Pfft~ Qingshu, you, you, you..."

Song Yuanqiao spat out a mouthful of old blood because of Song Qing's calligraphy. He hated him and shouted heartbrokenly: "You are a bastard, you bastard, you deserve to die!"

"Old immortal, if it weren't for you, would I need to do this?"

Song Yuanqiao's words made Song Qingshu smash the pot, completely shameless, and retorted loudly: "I am unfair to the Wudang Party!

If Zhang Sanfeng had given up his inner strength to me, I would have been a master for a long time. Why should I give up to that bastard Zhang Wuji?

Also, why should I die for the Wu-Tang Clan?

Obviously as long as we kill Zhang Sanfeng, we can survive. Why should we die for Zhang Sanfeng?

Anyway, he has lived for such a long time and doesn’t have many years left to live. Wouldn’t it be nice to let him die protecting us?

Is his life worth the lives of so many of us?"

After retorting, Song Qingshu was not satisfied and shouted directly to the Wudang disciples: "Brothers and sisters, why don't you join the master?

As long as we join, we can not only save our lives, but also our sect, how great is this?"

"Qingshu, you..."

"Hahaha~"

Zhao Min seemed to be very satisfied with Song Qingshu's actions. He laughed and interrupted Song Yuanqiao's accusation, and laughed with the Wudang disciples: "I sent people to intercept all the six sects of you.

If you don’t join, more people will join!

By then, the five major sects will be encircling and suppressing the Wudang Clan!"

After saying that, Zhao Min looked down at Song Qingshu and sneered: "I am very satisfied with what you have done as a dog, so I can promise you that after killing Zhang Sanfeng, you will be the leader of the Wudang Sect!"

In the future, I will help you unify the martial arts in the Central Plains and make you the supreme master of the martial arts."

"Thank you master, thank you master, from now on I will be your master's most sincere dog!"

Song Qingshu suddenly became excited because of Zhao Min's promise, and he continued to persuade the Wudang disciples in great spirits: "Brothers and fellow disciples, joining the master can not only save your life, but also gain glory and wealth, why do you want to die with the Wudang sect?

Come on, everyone join the master!

After joining, we will not only become masters of human beings, but also dominate the martial arts world..."

"Song Qingshu, shut up!"

"asshole!"

When the Five Heroes of Wudang saw that Song Qingshu had lost his dignity and even wanted human skin, they shouted angrily: "You are a human being in vain!"

"Hmph~"

Zhao Min seemed unhappy that the Five Heroes of Wudang insulted her dog. She rushed in front of the Five Heroes and slapped them down one by one. Then she impatiently shouted to the Wudang disciples: "Kneel down if you want to join. Kneel down if you don't."

I’ll kill him later!”

After saying that, Zhao Min rubbed his palms and walked up to Song Qingshu, threw the antidote on the ground, and said coldly: "This is the antidote for Shixiang Cartilage Powder.

After detoxifying, use your sword to kill those people!

But you are not allowed to kill them, if I keep them they are still useful, do you understand?"

"..."

Song Qingshu trembled, hesitated for less than a second, and smiled flatteringly again: "Yes, Master."

"..."

"Selling your father for glory, bullying your master and destroying your ancestors, you are a traitor, hahaha."

Song Yuanqiao watched Song Qingshu detoxify, then walked towards them with his sword in hand, ignoring Zhao Min who was close to Chi Chi, and said with a heartbroken smile: "You white-eyed wolf is actually as Mr. Lei said, death is not a pity!

I should have let Mr. Lei kill you in the first place!

You'd better pray that you don't meet Mr. Lei, otherwise, I will curse you to a life worse than death!"

"You old man, don't blame me!"

Song Qingshu ignored Song Yuanqiao's words and said with a ferocious smile: "No matter how strong his martial arts is, can he be compared to the thousands of troops of the imperial court?

Also, since the master wants to eliminate the martial arts sect, he will definitely not let that person go!

Just watch, he will kneel in front of me one day!

Also, don’t worry, after I become the supreme master of the martial arts world, I will definitely help the Song family."

After saying that, Song Qingshu pierced Song Yuanqiao's Dantian with his sword without hesitation, and also broke his hamstring.

"Song Qingshu, you are such a rebellious and unethical person!"

"..."

Song Qingshu looked at Yu Lianzhou with a sneer. The sword in his hand not only pierced his Dantian, cut off all his hands and feet, but also dug out his tongue. He laughed crazily and said: "Yu Lianzhou, I asked you to say it, you say it, you

Now keep talking!"

"..."

Song Qingshu, who was completely crazy, also pierced the Dantian of his other three uncles, cut off their hands and feet, and dug out their tongues, leaving them completely disabled. Then he looked at the Wudang disciples with his sword and sneered: "

Brothers and sisters, the master’s time is very precious, so make a decision quickly!”

After making the threat, Song Qingshu returned to Zhao Min and knelt down and kowtowed: "Master, I have completed your instructions."

"It's cruel enough, I'm very satisfied."

Zhao Min looked at Song Qingshu expressionlessly and said indifferently: "As long as you are obedient enough, I can ask my father to find some beauties for you.

I will give you whatever you want, whether you are a lady, a charming woman, or even a married woman."

"Thank you, master, thank you, master."

Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, he kowtowed a few times again, then bowed respectfully and stood behind Zhao Min.

Then, Zhao Min lifted the hem of her clothes, and a soldier moved a chair behind her and asked her to sit down. He looked at the Wudang disciples with a sneer on his face: "I'll give you ten breaths to join, or die."

!”

After saying that, the soldiers around him fully drew their bows and arrows, and pointed the arrows steadily at the Wudang Clan members.

At the same time, someone also pulled the Wudang Five Heroes out and asked them to quiet down.

"..."

As time goes by, the pressure on Wudang disciples increases exponentially.

And when the first Wudang disciple knelt down, the rest of the Wudang disciples also lowered their heads and knelt down one after another.

There were only a few scattered Wudang disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed, expressions of unwillingness on their faces, helplessly waiting to die.

"Hmph~"

Zhao Min glanced at the Wudang disciples sitting cross-legged, snorted coldly, and then ordered to the adjutant: "Take those who surrendered to join the others.

Those who are unwilling to surrender will stay here.

Also, I need to use them to practice a martial art, so don’t let anyone disturb me!"

"yes."

"..."

"Lao Zhang, are you feeling cold?"

At the back peak of Wudang Mountain, Guo Yi saw Zhao Min's men leaving with the surrendered Wudang Clan members. He turned to Zhang Sanfeng and said with a smile: "Also, can the bet between you and me be over now?

With Song Qingshu's performance, it is inevitable to plot against you!"

"Hahaha~"

To Guo Yi's surprise, Zhang Sanfeng smiled at this time, feeling as if something worthy of happiness had happened, and explained to him with a smile: "Why should I feel sad?

It's just a white-eyed wolf, just kill it.

On the contrary, the performance of Yuanqiao and the others really made me very happy. These disciples were trained correctly!

Also, those third-generation disciples are not bad, that’s enough, the old Taoist is satisfied!”

After laughing, Zhang Sanfeng clasped his fists and bowed to Guo Yi: "Zhang Sanfeng, pay homage to the young master!"

"Ahem~"

Guo Yi was slightly embarrassed by Zhang Sanfeng's compliment and shook his head helplessly: "You can call me Brother Guo like Lao Xie and Daxia Xiao, or you can call me Guo Yi like Lao Tianshi, or City Lord Guo, Director Guo, etc.

Wait, just don’t call me Young Master, Young Master, it’s quite embarrassing.”

"Haha, young master, I think you should get used to this title."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Guo Yi's embarrassment and insisted on continuing to embarrass him: "Young Master, Young Master, Young Master..."

"Old Zhang, shut up."

Guo Yi knew that Zhang Sanfeng wanted to use this performance to show that he was not unstable because of Song Qingshu's problem, so he could only glare at him helplessly, and then said in a dumbfounded voice: "Let's go, we should cure your disciple."

Children.

If you don't go there, I'm afraid your disciples will suffer psychological consequences."