As soon as Song Qingshu arrived at the Qianqing Gate, he saw the guards lying on the ground, and his heart sank.

"Everyone fights quickly, the Tartar Emperor is in front of you, this kind of opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, deal with Kangxi before the Ouchi guards react." Chen Jialuo, the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Society, stabbed a guard in front of him with a sword, and said anxiously.

This time the Red Flower Society finally sneaked into the palace, and most of the guards in the Forbidden City were sent to the former dynasty to guard against martial arts people from all over the world, Chen Jialuo thought that the line would be very smooth, but he didn't expect that the team of guards guarding Kangxi was so difficult.

"Your Majesty, if the minions are unfortunately killed in battle in a while, please condescend to the emperor and find a way to communicate with this group of thieves a little more, delay the time, and the chief manager and Lord Song should notice that something is wrong."

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian escorted Kangxi to the palace step by step, although the two have always been sloppy and patter, but at the critical moment, they also share the severity, if Kangxi has an accident, even if the two escape with their lives, it is also a big crime to rob the family and exterminate the family.

Kangxi looked around, but he didn't see the Sunflower Ancestor come out to save the driver, and he secretly regretted and feared in his heart, but the imperial education he received since he was a child made him expressionless and watched the situation in the field with dignity.

"Ahh~" screamed one after another, and the leaders of the Red Flower Society solved the opponents in front of them one after another, and forced Kangxi step by step, and many people couldn't help but show a trace of joy of success on their faces.

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian glanced at each other, and were about to step forward desperately, but they knew that their shoulders were held down by Kangxi, and they glanced back suspiciously.

I saw Kangxi come out of the crowd and said calmly: "I know that today's deadline is approaching, but I don't even know where you came, which is a pity."

Chen Jialuo admired the courage of this young man very much, and arched his hand and said: "The emperor's bearing is extraordinary, and what he has done in the reign can be regarded as a promising monarch, Chen has always admired, if it were not for the difference between the Manchus and the Han, Chen would be very willing to make your friend.

"As long as the people live and work in peace and contentment, what difference does it make between the world of the Manchus or the world of the Han people?" Kangxi asked in a deep voice.

"What a good one to live and work in peace and contentment, Kangxi Kangxi, eat chaff and drink thin," Wen Tailai, the fourth master, sneered, "Chief helmsman, we are in danger, don't talk nonsense with the Tartar Emperor, wait for me to cut off his head, and take him out of the palace to pay tribute to the people who died tragically in the hands of the Tartars." As he spoke, he pounced on Kangxi.

Seeing his fierce look, Kangxi was shocked, panicked in his heart, and hurriedly hid back, Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian scolded angrily and raised their knives to meet him.

The two of them just ran out of a few steps, only to feel that their knees were numb, and their bodies were staggering, Wen Tailai took the opportunity to slash the two of them with a palm, and the steel knife broke in response, Wen Tailai's palm was unabated, pressed on the chest of the two, Zhang Zhao and the two of them spurted blood, like a kite with a broken line and fell weakly a few meters away.

Seeing Wen Tailai approaching step by step, facing death, Kangxi's body under the dragon robe involuntarily began to tremble, but the emperor's dignity did not allow him to show a trace of timidity, so he had to grit his teeth and glared at each other angrily.

Wen Tailai clenched his fists, the crisp sound of the joints was like a life-urging charm, seeing the fear in Kangxi's eyes, Wen Tailai laughed fiercely: "Dog Emperor, Wen will give you a ride."

Kangxi closed his eyes resignedly, but the imaginary pain did not come, but he heard an exclamation from the opposite side, and couldn't help but open his eyes, only to see a wooden sword inserted on the gold brick floor in front of him still trembling, emitting a burst of dragon groans.

Recognizing this wooden sword, Kangxi felt a sense of joy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and said with great joy: "Qingshu!"

Song Qingshu tossed and turned in front of Kangxi, and said in a deep voice: "Song is late to save the car, and I hope the emperor will forgive the sin."

Kangxi is so excited that he can't speak now, and he can't wait to hug him and kiss him, how can he blame him.

Looking around the field, Song Qingshu sneered: "Penglai Sect Chen Ke, if what I expected is correct, Your Excellency is Chen Jialuo, the chief helmsman of the Red Flower Society."

"Luo Bing, Wen Tailai, what a god fist."

"The iron sand palm twins should be Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi, the five or six masters of the Red Flower Society."

"Feihemen is the same as Yu, your Excellency is so handsome, it should be the fourteenth master of the Golden Flute Show and Yu Yutong."

"There are also these few, one-armed dust-free road chief, thousand-armed Zhao Fatzi, Zhang Huozi...... Song really looked away before."

was pointed out by him, and everyone in the Red Flower Society changed color, and Chen Jialuo stepped forward and said: "Your Excellency is a dignified Han person, why do you want to be a tiger and a Tartar eagle dog?"

Thinking of the inexplicable relationship between the Red Flower Society and Qianlong (that is, the treasure prince Hongli of this world), Song Qingshu smiled faintly, "Aren't your Red Flower Society also working for the Manchurians?"

As soon as these words came out, both the Red Flower Society and Kangxi's faces changed.

Chen Jialuo said in a deep voice: "As long as the Han people's country can be restored, what if there is a temporary compromise?"

Song Qingshu snorted: "In that case, why do you want to play double standards?" I secretly added a sentence in my heart: As long as you have other plans, don't you allow me to have another purpose?

"For this kind of court eagle dog, why bother!" Wen Tailai was forced to retreat by his sword just now, thinking that the other party was just a sneak attack from behind, and his heart was full of unwillingness. [,！].

"You see, no matter how fanciful it is, in the end, it's not about relying on fists to solve the problem." Song Qingshu shrugged and spread his hands.

"Chief helmsman, it's not a good place to stay for long, we need to fight quickly." At this time, a young woman with a fair complexion and a handsome face stepped forward and said.

There was blood and dead corpses all around, like Shura Purgatory, but at this time, a charming young woman appeared, and suddenly a trace of tenderness was added to the murderous aura in the scene.

Song Qingshu saw that she was holding a white blade in her slender hand, like holding a flower branch, her handsome eyes were flowing, and her expression was obviously nervous, which made people look like cherry lips with a smile, Song Qingshu secretly praised in her heart: What a handsome and charming young woman.

Hearing her words, Chen Jialuo nodded and waved his hand: "Let's go up together, and fight quickly." After saying that, he raised his sword and stabbed it first.

The three masters of the Red Flower Society, with a thousand arms, came to Zhao Banshan, crisscrossed the rivers and lakes with hidden weapons, and saw that the chief helmsman gave an order, and waved his sleeves, flying locust stones, sleeve arrows, and iron lotus seeds...... All kinds of hidden weapons shot towards Kangxi behind Song Qingshu.

Before Chen Jialuo's martial arts were completed, the second master of the Dustless Daoist had always been the first master of the Red Flower Society, "Seventy-two Ways Soul Chasing Sword", fast as a meteor, Chen Jialuo's voice just fell, and the tip of his sword had reached three feet in front of Kangxi.

Wen Tailai, the fourth master of the thunder, shouted loudly, and hit Kangxi with a volley palm, like thunder.

The two brothers, Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi, carried their black palms, one left and one right, and cooperated to attack Song Qingshu seamlessly, intending to cooperate with the chief helmsman to entangle Song Qingshu to death.

The rest of the Red Flower Society, their martial arts skills are not as good as these people, and in the blink of an eye, their figures have fallen behind the few people in front of them.

After integrating the Wuyue swordsmanship in the cave of Siguo Cliff, Song Qingshu's attainments in swordsmanship can already be said to be perfect, and the two competitions with the sword saint Feng Qingyang have benefited him a lot, and then gradually comprehended the sword intent contained in Dugu's relics, it can be said that in terms of swordsmanship alone, Song Qingshu has reached the level of grandmaster.

Although the swordsmanship of the Dustless Daoist is excellent, after all, it has not yet reached the point of returning to the basics, blindly pursuing fast and ruthless accuracy, but in the eyes of Song Qingshu, it has left a fatal flaw.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to stab Kangxi's throat, Wuchen Dao was overjoyed, but suddenly found that he could no longer move forward.

Song Qingshu didn't give him this opportunity, and his strength was between his fingers, shattering the long sword of the Dustless Daoist, and taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's center of gravity was lost, he shot the half-truncated sword in his hand back.

With a scream, the Dustless Daoist retreated wildly, a broken sword was deeply inserted on his right shoulder, his left arm was broken, and most of his body was on the swordsmanship of his right hand.

Song Qingshu's movements were done in one go, and as soon as he forced back to be dustless, he held the wooden sword inserted in the ground with his right hand, lifted it up vigorously, and uprooted several surrounding floor gold bricks.

Gold brick is a kind of high-quality paving brick made by secret firing in the imperial kiln, which is specially used as an important building such as a palace.

Song Qingshu waved his wooden sword and used his soft strength to send several huge square gold bricks forward, just blocking Zhao Banshan's dense hidden weapons.

Wen Tailai volleyed down, and was also blocked by these gold bricks, but he was old, so he had to bite the bullet and imprint the palm power directly.

There was a loud bang, and the incomparably hard gold bricks were scattered by his palm, Wen Tailai only felt that his blood was churning, his palms were sore, and before he could recover his breath, a fist passed through the gravel in the sky and quietly pressed on his left chest.

Seeing that Wen Tai's face was like gold paper, the wolf fell backwards, Song Qingshu regretfully withdrew his fist, if he hadn't had to deal with Chen Jialuo and the Chang brothers, the big demon fist just now might have killed Wen Tailai.

Chen Jialuo's sword was very fast, he was originally the farthest, but it was only a little later than Wen Tailai, who was closer, Song Qingshu did not dare to take the sword in his hand with his bare hands, but he felt sorry for the other party in his heart, this set of swordsmanship is ruthless, but it is too complicated.