Wang Yue cold hum a repose and no longer talk to Zhou Zhiruo.
Although Wang Yue doesn’t know what purpose Zhou Zhiruo said these things, he knows that Zhou Zhiruo is definitely calculating something.
A woman’s mind is too deep, and it’s even more terrible to want to palm over a woman.
Suddenly, an elder of the Beggars’ Sect got up and pointed at Song Qing and shouted, "Song Qing, you dirty dog, you not only betrayed Wudang, but also came to our Beggars’ Sect to inquire about the history of news. The Lord died at your hands. What do you have to say now?"
Song Qing’s eyes flashed with cold light. He killed Mogu by mistake. He dared not talk back to Yu Lianzhou and Yin Liting. He dared not talk back to Wudang enemy. However, Song Qing, a beggar, did not pay attention to it.
"It’s common to enter other gangs to find out information." Song Qing sneered. "You Shi Wang deserved it when he died. You can blame him for his bad life. Hum, when I entered the Beggars’ Sect, you were very welcome to be stolen by me. You should have eyes and didn’t recognize my face."
The beggar elder turned purple with anger and pointed to Song Qing. "Song Qing, you are so arrogant. Today I will teach you a good lesson and let you know that my beggar is not easy to bully."
The elders of the Beggars’ Sect attacked Song Qing vigorously with a short stick from Qi Mei.
Song Qing sneered, "With you?"
"Hey!"
Song Qing, the sword drawn, flew like a big bird.
Song Qing said in his heart, "Now I represent the Emei Sect. I want to make a quick decision and I must not lose face to Zhiruo!"
Song Qing stabbed the beggar elders with a sword in his eyes.
Yin Liting said, "Song Qing, you have betrayed wu-tang clan. Why do you want Wudang fencing? Do you want your father to teach you martial arts?"
Song Qing’s display of this swordsmanship is precisely the "longevity of heaven and earth" in Wudang swordsmanship
"Ding …"
Song Qingjian’s sharp point is the stick of the Beggars’ Elder.
"Bang!"
Powerful forces directly shook the elders of the Beggars’ Sect, and Song Qing fell to the ground.
Song Qing sneered, "Wudang’s martial arts is nothing. Just don’t!"
Song Qing’s hand slightly turned a sword into a streamer and nailed it to the pillar of the hall.
The elders of the Beggars’ Sect were delighted to see Song Qing throw away his sword.
"Song Qing die!"
Song Qing laughed. "Damn it, it’s you."
"Hey!"
A huge dragon rhyme came from Song Qingshen.
A pale yellow qi appeared in Song Qing’s palm, and soon these qi turned into a huge roaring dragon.
"Kang Long has regrets!"
A dragon-shaped light beam in the whole hall directly hit the elders of the Beggars’ Sect.
"Boom!"
The elders of the Beggars’ Sect were blown into blood fog and instantly died.
Wang Yue andao Song Qing means so hard that he and the elders of the Beggars’ Sect don’t have any vendetta, so they just killed him.
"Ten hands down the dragon!"
Beggars were shocked when they saw that Song Qing turned out to be the Beggars’ first stunt.
At present, the Beggars’ Sect has already lost most of its martial arts, and it has become a second-rate martial arts. Otherwise, the Beggars’ Sect will not become a second-rate gang. Compared with the Song Dynasty, the Beggars’ Sect is far from it.
"Song Qing, if you will be my beggar’s ten hands? Master Shi, you killed him, and now you will kill the dragon with ten palms. Your martial arts is to steal the secrets of killing the dragon with ten palms from my Beggars’ Sect, or my Beggars’ Sect will die with you. "A lean old man from the Beggars’ Sect shouted.
Song Qing sneered, "You’re talking like a fart. Your Beggars’ Sect has long lost the dragon ten palms. I’ll have the dragon ten palms. Do you have your Beggars’ Sect? Don’t recognize the old things. I don’t know what you’re thinking. You want to get the complete dragon and ten palms from me, right? "
The thin old man of the Beggars’ Sect was hit by Song Qing, and his face turned green and red. "I don’t care if you get the dragon ten palms. Anyway, the dragon ten palms are my Beggars’ martial arts stunts. You must hand them over."
Song Qing arrogant way "old things you want to dragon ten palms? Then come and get it yourself. "
Yin Liting took Song Qing before coming out and said, "Song Qing, you must go back to Wudang with me today."
Song Qingyi retired from Yin Liting Avenue. "I’m not going back!"
Yin Liting was surprised. "How dare you hit me?"
Yu Lianzhou Avenue "Brother Liu, you are no match for this beast. Let me come here. Today I must take him back to Wudang and hand him over to the master!"
Yu Lianzhou stabbed Song Qing with a sword.
Wang Yue secretly shook his head. "Yu Lianzhou and Song Qing are both master fighters, but they are not necessarily Song Qing opponents."
Song Qing is not what he used to be now. In Emei Sect, he not only learned how to beat the dragon with ten palms, but even Wang Yue created many achievement methods.
"Hey!"
In the palm of Song Qing’s hand, a dragon head appeared, and the powerful force broke out and broke Yu Lianzhou’s sword.
Without a sword, Yu Lianzhou actually cast out Tai Ji Chuan.
Tai Ji Chuan!’ Wang Yue laughed. "Although Yu Lianzhou and Tai Ji Chuan are far from Zhang Sanfeng, they have also got a little Tai Chi essence. Now Yu Lianzhou has a 70% chance of winning."
Yu Lianzhou unloaded Song Qing’s palm with a beating on Song Qing’s chest.
Tens of thousands of pounds of strength directly scattered Song Qingzhen’s anger and made him lose the battle.
Song Qing fell to the ground and vomited blood.
Yu Lianzhou pointed to Song Qing Avenue. "Song Qing, you bastard, not only killed your seventh uncle, but also betrayed Wudang. Do you really think Wudang can’t cure you? You know natural enemies after learning some martial arts outside? Now you come with me to Wudang! "