"Song Daxia be careful!"

One of the few people who saw this chilling scene shouted out, hoping to save Song Yuanqiao from the disaster, but the moment he made his voice, it was actually too late.

The stainless steel dagger in Song Qingshu's hand had already pierced Song Yuanqiao's lower back, and in order to prevent Song Yuanqiao from dying and struggling, Song Qingshu even held the dagger and turned around Song Yuanqiao's body for most of the time.

Song Yuanqiao turned his head, and his elegant and generous face had long since lost the smile of the past, but was full of disbelief. He raised his palm, but lowered it in a dejected manner.

Song Yuanqiao still has the strength to spare, and he still has the power of one blow, he can beat Song Qingshu, a brute who killed his father, into a serious injury with one palm, so that he will be besieged by others, and finally end up with a thousand cuts.

But he couldn't get that hand, he couldn't bear to kill Song Qingshu, his only biological son.

"Why, why ......" Song Yuanqiao muttered.

At this moment, he desperately hoped that he could see emotions such as unbearability and heartache in Song Qingshu's eyes, and even, even if it was just a trace of hesitation.

No, nothing, Song Qingshu's eyes only had indifference and madness.

"Why?" Song Qingshu saw that Song Yuanqiao still had strength left, and at this time, someone rushed up behind him. So, he let go of the hand holding the dagger, took half a step back, and then kicked Song Yuanqiao off the high platform with one kick, "Why do you say?" ”

"What a little brute who killed his father with his own hands, you are Song Qingshu." An indifferent voice sounded: "Let me bump into me today, and I will kill you, an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous brute." ”

Song Qingshu was about to turn around, when the knife flashed, and his head had fallen from his neck.

Song Yuanqiao personally watched that on the high platform, a young man in black was holding a strange scimitar in his hand, and cut off Song Qingshu's head with one knife, and somehow felt a little sour in his heart.

He slowly closed his eyes, and Song Yuanqiao, the eldest brother in the Wudang Seven Heroes, passed away. Moreover, he died at the hands of his own son.

Zhongli looked up from Nan and looked down.

………………………………………

Below the high platform, a situation of confrontation has formed at this time.

It's just that this confrontation is a confrontation between one person and countless people.

"Meng Chixing, it turned out to be you." Sanren Ning Daoqi frowned and looked at the majestic man standing proudly in the center of the audience, and said in a cold voice: "When did you get together with that ladyboy Li Chimei?" ”

Meng Chixing smiled coldly, "Ning Daoqi, after so many years, you are still in the peerless realm, you are really a waste." ”

He avoided talking about Li Chimei, not because of anything else, but to show that Ning Daoqi was not qualified to question him.

"Hahaha, how could he Meng Chixing get mixed up with Li Chimei, it is estimated that his good apprentice Sun Fang Yeyu got mixed with Li Chimei, and then begged him to drag him into the water." Mu Xiaojiu sat cross-legged on the ground, while running half of the Jin's kung fu with all his might, trying to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

Meng Chixing looked at Mu Xiaojiu, and suddenly chuckled and said: "Good boy, you are really a capable person, this cultivation, this decisiveness, I heard that you have also defeated Minmin's little girl several times." How about it, do you want to think about it and worship me as a teacher? ”

Mu Xiaojiutou didn't raise his eyes or open his eyes, but said: "I heard that you were once scorched black by the sword of the great hero, if you can perform, I can consider accepting you as an apprentice." ”

Listening to Mu Xiaojiu's sarcastic words, Meng Chixing's face was as usual, but a little cold light flashed in his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that the brothers of the three armies of Ling Hu Chong, Ning Daoqi, Yan Shisan, and the three major armies of ghosts were all guarding around Mu Xiaojiu at this time, I was afraid that Meng Chixing would have rushed up at this time.

The others didn't matter, but if Ling Hu Chong, Ning Daoqi and Yan Shisan made a move together, Meng Chixing would also have a headache.

"What a sharp-toothed boy, the old man admires you very much." Meng Chixing's heart was on fire, but there was no expression on his face, but he still smiled slightly.

"No need, is your appreciation valuable?" Mu Xiaojiu was so good that he couldn't die, and he actually stabbed Meng Chixing again.

She also knew that this would anger Meng Chixing, but she had to do it, because otherwise, it would be difficult for him to test the information he wanted from Meng Chixing.

"Heh......" Meng Chixing forcibly suppressed his anger, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.

This kid is crazy, but he has never heard of him being pointless to provoke his enemies purely by words.

So...... Is this kid testing his own reality?

Meng Chixing's mind was racing, and he had just figured out this joint, but he suddenly heard Mu Xiaojiu's shout, "Do it!" ”

As soon as he heard this soft drink, Meng Chixing suddenly cursed in his heart, raised his hand and waved, and a strong wind was set off in an instant. For a while, the flying sand and stones covered the sky and the sun, and swept towards everyone under the flick of Meng Chixing's sleeves. And Ning Daoqi, Ling Hu Chong and Yan Shisan broke through the palm wind together and rushed towards Meng Chixing.

Feeling that the injury gradually calmed down, Mu Xiaojiu spit out a breath of turbid air, raised his hand and pointed at it, and the torrent of sword qi rushed out invisibly, directly tearing and shattering Meng Chixing's power with a flick of his sleeves.

"Xiao Jiu, Song Yuanqiao is dead." Ziye Xijiu walked to Mu Xiaojiu's side and said, "It's Song Qingshu's hand." ”

Mu Xiaojiu was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look over, but saw a group of Wudang sect disciples surrounding a circle under the high platform, and outside the circle surrounded by those Wudang sect disciples, there was still a headless male corpse, looking at the clothes should be Song Qingshu's corpse.

"Song Qingshu?" Mu Xiaojiu slowly closed his eyes, and the half of Jinzhen in his body kept circulating, but his mouth said, "This matter...... Blame me, I didn't expect Fang Yeyu's hand to stretch out so long. By the way, Xi Jiu, I was set in the air, and was there anyone in the court who took the opportunity to embarrass the three major armies? ”

Ziye Xijiu shook his head and said: "No, at that time, you were ordered by His Majesty to seize power, and two-thirds of the people in the court interceded for you, and several officials who served outside even wrote to ask Your Majesty for mercy and take back your life." However, His Majesty is still bent on going his own way, and now everyone is still united in their words and deeds, even if the idiot Prime Minister and his few diehards are asking us for trouble every day. No matter how big the prime minister is, he can't scare most of our officials from joining forces. ”

"Speaking of which...... Xiao Jiu, do you say we should give that prime minister directly...... Impeached? ”