Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start

"Wang He!"

Many people in the Yuan Dynasty have fought against Wang He.

Wang He's ability to fight alone is not inferior to Qi Mu and others, and he still has the sword in his hand!

Such strength puts Yuanshi in a bit of a dilemma.

Many people looked at Jing Bufan.

When Yang Xue left before, he returned the long whip in Wang Yu's hand that could withstand the sword to Jing Bufan.

At this time, the safest way for everyone to face Wang He is to hold a long whip.

"Song Yuanqiao, Wang He, who do you think is more difficult among these two!" Yuan Qing knew what everyone meant and asked in a low voice.

Everyone was silent for a while.

Wang He, Song Yuanqiao...

One person entered the first class because of the Nine Yang Divine Art.

One person is the head of Wudang and is a first-rate master who has been famous for a long time.

Now both of them hold swords in their hands, while Yuanshi only has one long whip.

"I'll do it!" A tall man said with a smile.

This person was Wang Sai who led the Mongolian masters to fight at Shenxiakou.

In the battle at Chenxiakou, almost all the thirty-six riders of the Eagle were killed, and Wang Sai, as the leader, has always been worried about it.

Now that Wang He has come out, of course he wants to take revenge.

"I have played against Wang He the most, and I know it well."

Seeing that everyone was silent, Wang Sai spoke again, his words were quite confident.

"Go." Jing Bufan said without saying more.

The same goes for other top players.

After the battle at Shenxiakou ended and Qi Mu and others went to Mongolia, the battle between Wang Sai and Qi Mu and others did not stop.

They knew that Wang Sai had hatred in his heart and had tolerated a lot in the past for the sake of the overall situation.

This time... they had no reason to stop it.

Even if they thought it was dangerous for Wang Sai to face Wang He, there was nothing they could do.

There are some things that need to be done even until death, and Wang Sai is like this now.

Wang Sai now wants to die.

…

"Thirty-six Eagles, Wang Sai!" Wang Sai stood among them with a long sword in his hand and shouted at Wang He.

His gaze was like a knife, extremely firm.

Although Wang Sai was born in Nestorianism, this time he did not report to Nestorianism, but to Thirty-Six Riders. The meaning is self-evident.

revenge!

Wang Sai wants to avenge his brother who died in Shenxiakou!

"It's time to settle it." Wang He saw what Wang Sai meant, but was not too surprised.

Be it him, Qi Mu and others, everyone saw Wang Sai's thoughts when they were in Mongolia.

Now that Wang Sai has a chance to take revenge, it's normal to have a death wish.

"Today I want to give an explanation to my dead brother!" Wang Sai roared and rushed over, like a tiger descending from the mountain with a rainbow of momentum and going straight to Wang He's throat.

Wang He showed no fear in the face of Wang Sai who was angry and struck out. He raised his sword and slashed out suddenly.

Creak...

There was a breaking sound, and the long knife in Wang Sai's hand broke directly.

Wang Sai seemed to have expected this result. The moment the sword broke, his left hand was already holding the whip at his waist and he shot directly.

"Seeking death!" Wang He shouted coldly, facing the sudden attack of the whip, he did not retreat but advanced.

He didn't watch the previous battles in vain.

With this kind of sword in his hand, Wang Sai could only use a long whip when facing him, and he was always on guard.

The clouds on the Wudang Ladder flew away at extremely fast speeds, and Gang Qi appeared in the hands and slashed away fiercely.

"No!" Everyone in the Yuan room was shocked. They didn't expect Wang He to have seen through Wang Sai's tricks.

Wang He's sword was extremely fast and had a strong energy, which made it difficult for Wang Sai to deal with it.

If you use a long whip to block it, the long whip will be cut into two pieces.

But without the long whip to resist, Wang Sai could only resist with Gang Qi. They didn't worry about other long swords.

What Wang He is holding now is a sword comparable to the Heavenly Sword.

bump! !

Under the gaze of everyone, the sword in Wang He's hand fell on top of Wang Sai's head and was blocked by Gang Qi, making bursts of sounds.

"How dare you!" Wang He sneered, and the internal energy in his body increased again. The long sword in his hand bent quickly, and the sword body was shaking.

Wang Sai's eyes changed slightly, an inner energy burst out from his body, and he broke free from the long sword above his head.

Although his reaction was quick, Wang He was not an ordinary person. He grew up in Wudang and spent a lot of time studying with Zhenren Zhang.

The explosion and superposition of Wudang swordsmanship have long been perfected.

puff……

Wang Sai's left arm was directly scratched by the powerful sword energy, and blood continued to overflow.

"It seems that your external skills are nothing more than that!" Wang He laughed when he saw Wang Sai bleeding and started to attack again.

Originally this sword was aimed at Wang He's heart, but Wang Sai avoided it at a strange speed.

"You can also do the square step." Wang He was slightly startled and took a cautious step back.

He played against Wang Sai a lot in Mongolia, but he had never seen Wang Saiyong.

Not everyone can learn the Fangyuan Step, it is Yuanshi's trump card.

"What do you think?" Wang Sai looked at Wang He indifferently without any explanation.

"Actually, I also learned something new." Wang He smiled sarcastically, stepped forward slightly, and raised his fingers at Wang Sai.

"Come... try it!"

Wang He's actions at this time can only be described in two words, arrogant!

Four words, very arrogant.

This is naked provocation.

"This kid." Song Yuanqiao was originally worried about how Wang He would face Fangyuan Step. After all, that step was very troublesome.

But looking at Wang He's current figure, he laughed.

Tai Chi swordsmanship!

This technique is a complete martial art developed by the master in recent years. It has thousands of weapons and swords.

The other four Wudang heroes have similar ideas to Song Yuanqiao.

They all know a little bit about Tai Chi swordsmanship, but the martial arts is very profound and all depends on understanding.

They had never known that Wang Hexue had learned it before.

"This kid has hidden deep enough."

"indeed."

"I don't think so. I guess Qing Shu taught me later."

"Don't forget that Wang He has been following Qing Shu since he came back."

"should be."

"..."

Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu looked at Song Qingshu high up in the square and smiled.

Everyone has no objections to Wang He learning Tai Chi swordsmanship.

Regardless of whether Wang He takes over Wudang or not, his status and identity will not change.

Wudang's unique skills have no restrictions on Wang He.

Compared to Wudang's calmness, everyone in the Central Plains martial arts community looked at Wudang strangely.

They all know the character of Wudang disciples, and there seems to be something wrong with Wang He being so frivolous and arrogant.

But when everyone looked at the smiles of the Wudang Four including Song Yuanqiao, everyone seemed to understand something.

Wang He is really confident.

"What kind of technique is that?"

"do you know?"

"No……"

"never seen it."

"Maybe it was taught by Song Daxia."

"I think so too."

"..."

In the eyes of the Central Plains martial arts people, Song Qingshu is like a treasure and a mystery.

Qi Mu and others became first-class masters, Wang He became first-class masters, and Yin Li's strength improved.

It's all so incredible.

Wang He was a third-generation disciple of Wudang and the nominal successor. It was normal for Song Qingshu to teach some martial arts.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Sai was extremely wary in the face of Wang He's provocative eyes.

Wang He is not like Qi Mu, who is willing to risk his life at every turn.

Wang He is a third-generation disciple of Wudang. Anyone who takes over Wudang in the future has no confidence that he will not be like this.

"Aren't you coming?" Seeing that Wang Sai remained motionless, Wang He chuckled and took the lead.

The sword energy was emitted directly.

Wang Sai faced the powerful sword energy and directly used the square step to dodge.

He didn't know what Wang He was hiding, so the only thing he could do was to test it first.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Wang He turned around suddenly when he saw Wang Sai move, and released a powerful internal energy from his left hand, directly limiting Wang Sai's range of movement.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand was raised.

Wang Sai originally didn't want to confront him head-on, but there was nothing he could do if Wang He pressed him so hard. Gang Qi appeared and directly blocked the long sword.

At this moment, Wang He showed a smile.

"I'll see how you run this time!"

This time Wang He did not use his strong internal energy or attack, but directly slashed with his long sword.

This seemingly ordinary sword didn't seem to be an attack, but in Wang Sai's eyes it was more deadly than an attack.

Wang Sai was originally ready to break free, but because Wang He did not increase his strength, his own strength went directly towards Wang He.

At this time, he couldn't withdraw or retreat at all.

At this time, Wang He's sword struck again, heading towards Wang Sai's feet.

Wang Sai dodged and wanted to use the square step to calm down, but because his feet were unstable, he couldn't actually fight.

"Are you still running?" Wang He smiled disdainfully and slashed out with his left foot sword again.

His internal strength is not strong, and his swordsmanship is quite satisfactory, but Wang Sai feels that there is a strange force restraining him, and he cannot escape from that range.

If you want to break free, you must burst out with strong inner strength, but this takes time.

Unless he resists Wang He's attack.

bump……

Wang Sai was directly forced to take action. The Gang Qi in his hand was filled with long whips, and he could barely resist the long sword.

"Tai Chi!" The top master of Yuanshi looked at the battle in the field, his face changed slightly.

They have never seen Tai Chi, but they have heard the older generation talk about it.

The sword technique Wang He is using now has a strong adsorption force, and Wang Sai cannot break free at all.

"Failed." Yuan Zhe shook his head helplessly.

Although Wang Sai's internal strength is a little deeper than Wang He's, he will definitely lose if he continues to fight like this.

As long as Wang He couldn't distance himself from the sword in Wang He's hand, Wang Sai had no way to deal with it. He could only use Gang Qi to resist, which was too costly.

Because of Tai Chi, Wang Sai simply couldn't avoid Wang He.

"Senior Qin, come here!" Jing Bufan threw the long whip in his hand directly at a man wearing a bamboo hat behind him.

The man didn't respond at all, he simply jumped up and rushed straight to the battlefield.

"Zhonggu of the Western Region, Qin Fu, head of the Song Dynasty, please give me some advice!"

During the leap, Qin Fu's cloak fell down, and his scarlet hair was exposed. A small green snake hung around his neck, spitting out a letter.

This person...

Zhongyuan Wulin was shocked when he looked at Qin Fu.

Everyone is a student of martial arts, and they can tell at a glance that Qin Fu's scarlet hair is not natural, but caused by practicing martial arts.

Coupled with the small snake hanging around his neck, everyone speculated that this person practiced poison attack.

A top-notch master's poison attack is definitely a killer weapon.

"You really have a killer move!" Song Qingshu's expression suddenly changed the moment Qin Fu appeared.

He had read about Qin Fu in the ancient tomb books. This man was deposed by Senior Ximen.

After that, he started cultivating and met the four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya again, but was abolished again.

Now...it has actually reached the top level again!

It is no exaggeration to say that Qin Fu is absolutely ruthless.

Throughout the Central Plains martial arts world, there has never been a person who has been able to reach the top level again after being defeated twice.

Qin Fu is the same generation as the current older Scorpion King in Zhonggu, and is the younger brother of the Old Scorpion King.

"This old guy is not dead yet!" The four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya were also beside Song Qingshu at this time.

Several people watched Qin Fu's pupils shrink.

Qin Fu...this man is very dangerous, very dangerous!

Everyone in Yuanshi was stunned when they saw Qin Fu.

As everyone walked along, Qin Fu didn't say a word, and everyone didn't ask, they were just curious.

But now that they saw Qin Fu taking action, everyone took a deep breath.

Qin Fu... This is a ruthless man who spans two generations.

Qin Fu once faced Ximen Ouyang, and later faced Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya.

Although they were all defeated, no one doubted Qin Fu's strength.

"Father is no match!" Yang Xue turned to look at Song Qingshu, with extremely worried eyes.

It's not that she doesn't think her father Song Yuanqiao is powerful, but that Qin Fu is really strong.

Once you reach the level of a first-class master in poison attack, you will have an absolute innate advantage.

No one can deny Qin Fu's contribution to Yuanshi. No matter what inheritance the Yuanshi has, it is absolutely open to Qin Fu.

No one knows how strong Qin Fu is now.

"This should be used to deal with Zhang Wuji!" Song Qingshu's deep voice sounded.

"Qin Fu should be Yuan Shi's unused trump card."

"I have practiced it twice and reached the first level. This is not just a matter of skills, but also medicinal materials. The older generation of Yuanshi must have spent a lot of effort to help."

"Young Master..." Youlan Zhuya looked at Song Yuanqiao below who was about to take action, and shouted anxiously.

They have all fought against Qin Fu. This man is very, very strong.

They and the five young ladies fought against Qin Fu and won.

This person is absolutely top-notch among the first-class, and in their hearts he is not inferior to Zhang Wuji.

"Headmaster Song, you can't fight!"

At this moment, both Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya had anxious looks in their eyes.

People are selfish, and they can watch many people get into trouble, but nothing can happen to Song Yuanqiao.

"Surround Wei and save Zhao!" Song Qingshu looked towards Yuanshi with a deep look.

At this moment, his eyes met with Jing Bufan's.

"Yuan Shi is saving Wang Sai."

"Wang Sai's Thirty-Six Eagle Riders are almost dead. Although Wang Sai wants to die, Jing Bufan doesn't want him to die."

"In other words, Yuanshi can't watch Wang Sai die."

"The Thirty-Six Eagle Riders have contributed too much to Mongolia. If they all die, it means that the Yuanshi Wulin is too cold and ruthless."

"Jing Bufan wants to force the king to keep his hand, and my father is the best choice."

"Even if my interference is removed, Wang He will give up. There is no way Wang He will watch something happen to my father."

Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya's expressions changed slightly.

"What a plan."

"That's it?"

Song Qingshu looked at his father below, his eyes changing.

He knew very well what his father knew about Qin Fu.

This game in Emei was planned by Grand Master Zhang Zhenren. Grand Master must have shown Wudang the situation in the Yuan Chamber.

Qin Fu... This person is not only rich in writing in the Yuan Dynasty, but also in the Central Plains.

Even if Grand Master Zhang Zhenren didn't know that Qin Fu was alive, there would still be records.

Regardless of his stance, Qin Fu is definitely a role model for those who want to learn martial arts. The more he fights, the braver he becomes!

"Father...do you still want to fight?"

There was deep worry in Song Qingshu's eyes. He could arrange for everyone in the world, except his own father.

He knew his father's character and person.

My father has been working for Wudang and the world all his life. Even if he is the current head of Wudang, his father is not willing to be.

My father believed that both his second uncle Yu Lianzhou and his fourth uncle Zhang Songxi were more suitable than him.

But because the Seven Heroes of Wudang are brothers and sisters, and their father is the eldest, the head position falls on his father.

"Qingshu, what do you mean..." Yang Xue listened to Song Qingshu's complicated voice with a trace of panic on her face.

"No, no!"

"Qingshu, you must stop, you must stop!!!"

"We can't do this, we can't let father take action... we can't..."

"..."

Yang Xue's voice was almost choked with sobs. She knew her father Song Yuanqiao's character very well.

At this moment, Song Yuanqiao took a step forward, heading towards the battlefield, but after a step, Song Yuanqiao stopped and turned to look at Song Qingshu and others above the square.

Those somewhat old eyes contained relief, freedom and calmness.

Obviously...Song Qingshu guessed correctly. Song Yuanqiao knew who Qin Fu was and how dangerous Qin Fu was.

If Qin Fu is not injured or killed, Emei will not be able to proceed with this round.

This game in Emei is so crucial, and as the head of Wudang, he shouldered his responsibility.

His son Qingshu has grown up and reached a height that he has never touched.

His own daughter-in-law, Xue'er, is also the best daughter-in-law in the world.

Although he could not see Qingshu and Xueer get married and have children, he felt that he was satisfied in this life.

In this round of Emei, master Zhang Zhenren took the lead and Qingshu took action. As the head of Wudang and Qingshu's father, he took the lead.

Regardless of his identity, he couldn't let the problems in this game come from himself.

This is the principle and bottom line of his life.

He didn't give Qingshu much help along the way, so he definitely couldn't quit this time.

Wudang's responsibility, the father's responsibility... (End of this chapter)