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A group of Wudang disciples are also good.

Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang Seven heroes are also fine.

For a while, I couldn’t believe my ears.

Even if Song Yuanqiao and the others had witnessed the power of the gods with their own eyes, they couldn’t believe Song Qingshu’s words.

Who is Song Qingshu?

Three generations of Wudang disciples.

Son of Song Yuanqiao.

Although because of the personal teaching of Song Yuanqiao, an almost grandmaster’s father, Song Qingshu’s own qualifications are also passable, but with Song Qingshu’s skills, it is actually so-so.

Especially the internal strength of the body, it is barely the second-rate degree.

Such a strength is not to say that it is rampant, and it is even a young hero with some skills in the rivers and lakes.

But compared with the masters of the older generation, it is not comparable at all.

After all, the internal force is there, even if he has learned the Taiji sword, he cannot be the opponent of the older generation of masters.

And now.

Song Qingshu, who has such ordinary skills, actually said that he could rely on two sword techniques to run amok in the world.

Isn’t this a joke?

What kind of sword technique can make him, a guy with second-rate internal strength, compete with those first-class masters with extremely deep internal strength?

What’s more, he did not say that he could compete with first-class masters, but that he could run rampant.

What does that mean?

It means that the first-class experts in the rivers and lakes are not his opponents at all.

Even if he is the head of the various major sects, such as Extinction Shitai, how too rushing, such as Xianyutong, he is definitely under him.

At least the existence of the Shaolin Three Gods and Monks can be compared with him.

Isn’t this a joke?

Everyone looked at Song Qingshu in disbelief.

Many people even wondered if he was crazy.

If not crazy.

How could such a crazy thing be said?

Facing everyone’s questioning gaze, Song Qingshu laughed and said lightly: “My Shenwei, it’s not at all measurable, if you don’t believe it, Second Senior Uncle, but how about you come to receive Qingshu and a sword?” ”

Boom.

Song Qingshu’s words came out.

The entire square was suddenly in an uproar.

If Song Qingshu’s words were to the other Wudang Seven Heroes, or even to his father Song Yuanqiao, everyone would not be so surprised.

But to Yu Lianzhou, everyone could not help but be shocked.

Although each of the seven heroes of Wudang is a dragon among people, any one of them is the top master in the rivers and lakes.

But the Seven Heroes are not without distinction.

Song Yuanqiao is the oldest, the most stable personality, has the style of a grandmaster, and his strength is among the best among the seven heroes.

Zhang Cuishan, the five heroes who disappeared with Xie Xun, are the most talented and spiritual, and although they are young, their strength is not much inferior to Song Yuanqiao.

Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu, these four people are not much different.

But Yu Lianzhou, the very low-key second of the Wudang Seven, is the strongest existence among the seven.

Zhang Sanfeng once said that among the seven heroes, Zhang Cuishan may have the best talent and the most spirituality, but when it comes to the heart of Xiang Wu, it is much worse than Yu Lianzhou, Yu Lianzhou is single-minded, pure in mind, talent may not be the strongest, but his strength has reached a unimaginable situation among ordinary jianghu people, even among the leaders of the Six Gates Faction, there are few people who are his opponents.

Therefore, Song Qingshu actually wanted to challenge, and everyone was so shocked.

If Song Qingshu can really defeat Yu Lianzhou, it will really be enough to run amok in the world.

After all, there are few people in the world who can beat Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Sanfeng counts one, Shaolin three gods and monks are tied together to count one, and the rest, Ming Sect Bright Left makes Yang Xiao count half, and maybe there are other hidden masters, but Yu Lianzhou’s strength can be seen.

“Qingshu, don’t be rude!”

Song Yuanqiao was simply mad.

He felt that Song Qingshu was really crazy.

Even he didn’t dare to say that he could defeat Yu Lianzhou, Song Qingshu, a third-generation disciple of Wudang, the existence at the bottom of the second-rate rank, actually ran to challenge Yu Lianzhou.

Isn’t that?

“Senior brother, it’s okay, I want to see the inhuman sword in Qingshu’s mouth, my divine power is unmeasured, even if what Qingshu said is exaggerated, but since Qingshu dares to challenge me with this sword, I think this sword technique must be earth-shattering, and to be able to face such a sword technique, only the word fast!”

Yu Lianzhou stopped Song Yuanqiao’s reprimand, and looked at Song Qingshu with a somewhat fiery look in her eyes.

For him, a martial idiot, nothing attracted him more than peerless swordsmanship.

The inhuman sword, he really wanted to see and see.

“This.”

Song Yuanqiao was a little hesitant.

But at this moment, Zhang Sanfeng, who had never spoken, spoke.

“It’s okay, Yuanqiao, let Qingshu try it, the old way also wants to see what kind of sword art my god has given, how powerful my god’s divine light is.”

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng speak, Song Yuanqiao suddenly stopped stopping.

And then.

The Wudang disciples automatically retreated, leaving the center of the square to the two.

The low voice of discussion could not be suppressed.

“Isn’t it, Senior Brother Song really wants to challenge Senior Uncle Yu?”

“I think Senior Brother Song is crazy, challenging Senior Uncle Yu, the heads of the major factions don’t have this courage, right?”

“I’m afraid that Senior Brother Song will humiliate himself this time, with the strength of Senior Uncle Yu, I am afraid that he will be taken down within a few moves.”

“I really don’t know what Master Tai and Uncle and Uncle think about it, what is the point of such a competition?”

It’s in the middle of the discussion.

Song Qingshu slowly pulled out the sword on his waist, and the red tide of excitement flashed on his face, and then said in a deep voice: “Second Senior Uncle, please!” ”

Yu Lianzhou was also not polite, and also pulled out the sword on his waist, and then signaled Song Qingshu to attack, as the strongest existence under Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, he still disdained to strike at the junior first in the fight.

The scene fell silent.

Everyone’s eyes fell on the two of them, including Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao and others.

World of the Gods.

Lin Hengye’s gaze also fell on the two, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“The super martial sword, I don’t know how shocking it will make the people of the Heavenly World.”

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