Chapter Sixty-Six: Disaster Strikes, Flying Separately

Gu Mozhi was also secretly frightened, the opponent's weapon was a snake-like long sword, the swordsmanship was sharp and treacherous, and the internal strength was also profound, in the blink of an eye, the two fought more than ten moves, and there was no difference between victory and defeat.

Why are there so many young masters in the Central Plains martial arts? Gu Mozhi was secretly frightened, Nan Murong was fine, although the martial arts were also good, but it was always too far from the prestige spread in the rivers and lakes, and he didn't dare to underestimate the heroes of the world when he met Song Qingshu before, but he didn't expect to meet a young man whose martial arts were not below him today.

"Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi?" The other party's weapon was too distinctive, and Gu Mozhi had a flash of inspiration, and finally remembered who the other party was.

"I don't know who your Excellency is?" Yuan Chengzhi's face sank like water, in the past few years, he has made great progress in martial arts, thinking that there are few opponents in the rivers and lakes, but he didn't expect that an ordinary monk could fight with him.

"Tubo National Teacher, the Great Wheel Ming King Gu Mozhi has seen the Golden Snake King. "Gu Mozhi put his palms together and secretly carried the Nyingma Temple's peerless flame knife.

Yuan Chengzhi was lucky with the sword body, and the golden snake sword let out a slight dragon roar, waiting for an opportunity to find the flaws exposed by the other party.

"This monk is too powerful, I'll drag him down, you join forces and fight quickly, if you wait for the Qing court officers and soldiers to react, it will be bad." Yuan Chengzhi said in a deep voice, but he didn't dare to look at everyone, all his spirit was on Gu Mozhi.

Seeing that his mouth was open, Gu Mozhi knew that his true qi had more or less dissipated, his eyes lit up, and he took this opportunity to bully and attack.

Yuan Chengzhi was jealous of his ethereal flame sword qi, and Gu Mozhi was also a little frightened by his treacherous and strange swordsmanship, so although Yuan Chengzhi lost the opportunity, he was still able to hold the atrium without losing it.

Gu Mozhi was secretly anxious, he was dragged by the other party, to distinguish the winner and loser, I am afraid that it will have to be hundreds of moves, and the other three are all martial arts masters, under the combined attack, Song Qingshu may not be able to do it.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Duolong on the side quietly slipped out of the door and summoned the soldiers and horses of the cavalry battalion.

The Blood Knife Ancestor and the Sangjie Lama slowly walked around Song Qingshu, and together with Hong Antong, the three of them firmly surrounded Song Qingshu in the middle.

"The three of you have a lot of backgrounds in the martial arts, and you are more than ten times older than our son-in-law, and you are still besieging him, ashamed or not!" Shui Sheng was about to take advantage of the chaos to escape, and when he turned around and saw Song Qingshu surrounded by the three of them, he couldn't help but sneer.

"This little lady is so handsome, she has an appetite for the ancestor. "The Blood Knife Ancestor has ruined countless ladies' chastity on weekdays, and he can't see that the other party is a man dressed as a woman, and he glanced at Shui Sheng, his eyes were full of greed.

Seeing that the two of them had not done anything, he had the intention to save face in front of the other two, and he seemed to hold a round ball in the middle of his palms, and as soon as he made a move, it was the most powerful Great Light Seal of the Great Mudra.

From such a distance, Song Qingshu felt that the air around him seemed to be beginning to solidify, and he couldn't help but change his face, and quickly took out his sword and pointed it at several imaginary dots in the air.

Lama Sangjie was shocked in his heart, this young man was young, his eyes were actually like a great master, just a few points of his light and breezy point, just above the weak node of the aura he created, the biggest feature of the big mudra is to create a force field in favor of himself a few meters in advance, the stronger the force field, the more obscure the opponent's luck and counterattack.

Before the formation of the Great Bright Seal, the force field was suddenly scattered by the opponent's fierce sword qi, and Sang Jie snorted, revealing a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Song Qingshu was also uncomfortable, he broke the face with a point, and simply broke the other party's big mudra, but Sang Jie is the first master of the Shingon Sect, one of the four major sects of Tibetan Tantra, and the blood knife ancestor has such a good eyesight, he immediately waved his knife and bullied him.

"Song Gongzi be careful!" Wang Yuyan on the side subconsciously exclaimed.

Duan Yu glanced at her with a complicated expression, and said sourly: "Miss Wang, let's take advantage of the chaos, otherwise we won't be able to leave no matter which of them wins later." ”

"But Song Gongzi is kind to me, how can I leave him at a critical moment?" Wang Yuyan replied with a frown, looking at the fierce fight of several people in the field, and simulating a few people fighting in his mind, to see if he could say anything to help Song Qingshu.

"What kind of kindness does he have towards Miss Wang," Duan Yu muttered, "Didn't you see him and Wei Xiaobao Gu Mozhi call him brothers?"

"What Duan Gongzi said was very true," With a long howl, a handsome young man with a jade face walked in.

Looking at the person who came, Duan Yu said curtly: "Murong Gongzi is good." ”

"Cousin!" Wang Yuyan turned around in surprise, and when she saw her cousin who had been looking forward to rescuing her day and night, she couldn't help but have a sour nose and almost cried.

It turned out that after Murong Fuzhi and Wang Yuyan were captured by Gu Mozhi, he hurriedly chased his generals all the way, and finally caught up today.

Wang Yuyan's affectionate cousin really shouted Duan Yu's heartaches, but he was helpless, so he had to pick up the wine glass on the table and pour a glass of spirits.

"Cousin, Duan Gongzi was captured by the monk Gu Mozhi in order to save me, and now he is covered in big holes. Wang Yuyan came to her senses and hurriedly said softly.

"Thank you Duan Gongzi for coming to the rescue. Murong Fu smiled slightly, and with a single move, he lifted Gu Mozhi's prohibition, and his methods were extremely clever.

"Duan Gongzi, why don't you follow you to capture the evil monk of Gu Mozhi and let out a bad breath for your cousin?" Murong Fu looked around the field, and the situation suddenly became clear to him.

"Dare not obey your fate!" Duan Yu was tortured by Jiu Mozhi along the way, and he had already held back his resentment, seeing that Gu Mozhi was fighting with a young man holding a snake sword, he didn't think about it, and shot it with a Shaoze sword.

Gu Mozhi had always had a slight upper hand, and he had long been paying attention to the movements around him, and he noticed Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword, and hurriedly dodged it.

However, in this way, the opportunity that had been built up with great difficulty just now was lost, Yuan Chengzhi finally relieved his breath, and suddenly a fierce offensive covered up, and the offensive and defensive situation of the two immediately reversed.

"Gusu Murong Fu, here to help Your Excellency. Murong Fu knew that fighting alone was definitely not Gu Mozhi's opponent, how could he let go of such a good opportunity, so he immediately drew his sword and attacked.

Of course, Gu Mozhi singled out Murong Fu to win, but at this time, two young masters attacked, Yuan Chengzhi's swordsmanship was weird and weird, Murong Fu's swordsmanship was a collection of the strengths of several families, and it was also exquisite.

Shui Sheng glanced at the scene with a complicated expression, his eyes wandered, thinking of what Song Qingshu and that Oiran had done in the room just now, and his heart was irritable.

Hearing Wang Yuyan's "cousin" again, I couldn't help but think of my cousin, who was my childhood sweetheart and was infatuated with herself, and stomped her feet fiercely, Shui Sheng turned around and ran out.

Let's say that on the other side of the hall, when Song Qingshu's right hand was numb, the Blood Knife Ancestor attacked. Originally, Song Qingshu had a way to escape alone, but thinking of Wei Xiaobao, who had no resistance behind him, if he was caught, he was afraid that he would be more than lucky, and many of his plans were on him, so he couldn't fall short.

had no choice but to pull Wei Xiaobao's shoulders, and jumped to the second floor with a ladder cloud vertical, intending to jump out of the three-person encirclement first and then break it separately.

Who knew that Hong Antong had been gathering momentum for a long time, and what he was waiting for was this moment, like lightning, he rushed out, and pressed Song Qingshu's heart with one palm.