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Part Two: Yitian Chapter 213: Resolving the Fight

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    Chapter 213: Resolving the Fight

    Song Qingshu felt powerless to resist, as if his whole body was stuck in a quagmire, unable to extricate himself. His whole body was squeezed so hard that he was breathing hard. He could only watch as he was pulled to Xiao Yuesheng, but he could do nothing.

    At this time, he just knew why his father and uncle were so polite to Xiao Nanqiu, and he felt even more unwilling to do so.

    Thinking of the way Zhou Zhiruo looked at him, Song Qingshu felt the pain as if his heart had been torn apart. It was unbearable, and his handsome face was slightly distorted, looking slightly ferocious.

    "Mr. Xiao" Song Yuanqiao hurriedly called.

    Yu Lianzhou and others were also worried, fearing that Xiao Yuesheng would really do something cruel.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned a deaf ear to Song Yuanqiao's urgent call, stretched out his hand to take Song Qingshu in his hand, held his collar, looked at him with a smile, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Song, please don't mistake your tolerance for cowardice.  ."

    Song Qingshu heard his father's urgent call, and he immediately became convinced. In front of his father and several martial uncles, Xiao Nanqiu didn't have the guts to do anything to him.

    So he acted extremely tough, snorted coldly, glared at Xiao Yuesheng with a proud look, and ignored him.

    Song Yuanqiao and others breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they didn't take action immediately, there was room for relaxation.

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    "Qingshu, apologize to Mr. Xiao quickly!" Song Yuanqiao snorted angrily, feeling extremely angry at his son's behavior, but worried about his safety. It was only because of his inability to teach his son.

    Song Qingshu would not listen. In front of Zhou Zhiruo, he would rather die than bow to this man.

    ¡°Alas¡ª¡ª!¡± Xiao Yueshang sighed, put him down, and with a gentle wave of his hand, he unblocked the various acupuncture points all over his body.

    "" Song Qingshu suddenly felt proud and glanced sideways at Xiao Yuesheng, his eyes full of provocation, seeming to provoke him to take action.

    On the other side, Tang Wenliang and King Yin Ye were fighting fiercely, but only the people from the Tianying Sect were watching. The attention of everyone on this side was attracted by Xiao Yuesheng and Song Qingshu.

    Seeing Xiao Yuesheng let go of his hand, the people from the Kongtong sect and He Taichong and his wife from the Kunlun sect were greatly disappointed. It seemed that they couldn't fight!

    "Young Master Song, you are a disciple of the Wudang Sect. You should always remember to be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't try to discredit the Wudang Sect!" Xiao Yuesheng sighed and said seriously.

    Song Qingshu couldn't help but sneer: "Whether I am a disciple of Wudang or not, I don't care whether you are a disciple of Wudang or not."

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head helplessly, flicked his sleeves, and sighed to Song Qingshu, whose expression suddenly changed: "Song Shaoxia's martial arts cannot be complimented. If you practice martial arts someday, come to me and talk to me!"

    After saying that, he turned around, smiled at the people in Song Yuanqiao, said no more, and looked at the battle between Tang Wenliang and King Yin Ye in the center of the field.

    At this time, the fight between the two had reached a fever pitch. Tang Wenliang only used boxing, while King Yin Ye used his fists, palms, and claws. There were many changes, but there was no disadvantage of being greedy for too much and not being refined.  Every move was exquisite and exquisite, making the Tianying cult members secretly admire them.

    But in the eyes of Li Ruoyun and others, their tricks were not very sophisticated, so they didn't care much. They only glanced at the senior brother from time to time, wondering in their hearts. With his temper, how could he spare Song Qingshu so easily? Is it possible?  Are you really selling the face of Song Yuanqiao and others?

    Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and others had no intention of watching the fight, but they saw something strange about Song Qingshu. He stood there motionless, like a sculpture, with only his eyes turning anxiously.

    Yin Liting walked over, patted Song Qingshu on the shoulder, and said lightly: "Qingshu, go back!"

    "As soon as he patted Song Qingshu's shoulder, he noticed something strange. He felt as if he had patted Song Qingshu on a piece of wood, extremely stiff.

    "Qingshu?" He was a little confused. He took a closer look at Song Qingshu and suddenly realized that it turned out that an acupuncture point was tapped.

    He glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and saw only the back of Xiao Yuesheng's head. He could only smile bitterly and secretly complained that Song Qingshu didn't understand the importance of it. He lightly slapped him and a trace of inner energy slowly poured in, wanting to see what was hit.  At the acupuncture point.

    It¡¯s just that as soon as his internal energy entered, it was blocked and unable to pass. It felt like Song Qingshu¡¯s body had really turned into a piece of wood.

    Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou had been looking this way. Seeing Yin Liting's expression serious, he thought something big had happened and hurriedly came over.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned his back to them, with a smile on his face.

    "Hehe, senior brother, how do you deal with this guy?" Lin Xiaoqing couldn't bear her temper and whispered in his ear using the method of transmitting sounds into secrets.asked.

    Xiao Yuesheng turned his head to glance at her and shook his head, causing her lips under the veil to pout and snort.

    Once his inner power enters his body, his life and death will be in his hands. He will never tell this secret to his junior sisters.

    Song Yuanqiao stretched out his palm and pressed it on Song Qingshu's chest, slowly injecting a trace of internal strength, but it was as if he had encountered a wall and could not move forward.

    Yu Lianzhou also tried it, but still couldn't find out the truth. He checked Song Qingshu's pulse, and found that he was Zhongzheng and peaceful, as strong as before, and it didn't look like he had been tapped on an acupoint. He felt relieved, knowing that it was just Xiao Yuesheng who had vented his anger.

    "Song Daxia, after an hour, the young master can act as usual. Let him calm down for a while. Young people always like to be impulsive when they have a hot head!" Xiao Yuesheng turned around with a warm smile on his gentle face.  Appearing old-fashioned.

    Song Yuanqiao glared at Song Qingshu angrily, showed a wry smile, and cupped his hands: "This evil son! I will give him a present for him!"

    "Haha, that's not necessary, it's just that I met you today. If I meet someone else in the future, I'm afraid I won't be so lucky" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and waved his hand, showing a picture of an adult not caring about the villain's life.  weather.

    Knowing that Xiao Yuesheng was taking the opportunity to hurt others with his words, Song Yuanqiao could only smile helplessly, nodded and said, "Thank you very much, sir, for showing mercy!"

    Xiao Yuesheng laughed twice and said nothing.

    After hearing his words, Song Yuanqiao and others also felt at ease and no longer bothered to unblock the acupuncture points. Song Qingshu had a different identity. If nothing unexpected happened, he would take over the Wudang Sect in the future. He has always been protected by people, and everything went smoothly.  , Suffering some setbacks may not be a bad thing.

    ¡°Besides, he did go too far in this incident, and he should suffer a lot to let him know how high the sky is and how thick it is.

    With a "bang" sound, the palms of Tang Wenliang and King Yin Ye collided, making a roar, and everyone watching the battle felt like the sound was like a heavy drum.

    The four palms of the two people intersected, but they did not retreat as expected, but stuck together. Each of them squatted slightly with their legs, and the two palms pushed flatly were like carrying the force of a thousand catties.

    Tang Wenliang smiled and was overjoyed. This was exactly what he had been looking forward to, crushing the opponent with his deep inner strength.

    In terms of moves alone, the opponent is so exquisite that it is difficult for you to win. You can only use your own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

    It was only when the two palms met that I realized that I was a little too confident. The internal energy coming from the two palms was as powerful as the Yangtze River, surging forward and difficult to control.

    As one of the Five Elders of Kongtong, Tang Wenliang had a very deep internal energy, and because he had practiced the Seven Injury Boxing Technique, his internal energy varied greatly, which was far better than that of ordinary people. The surging internal energy was either discharged, cut, blocked or smoothed by him, which was unbearable.  Can't be resolved.

    The two men were motionless and their internal forces were clashing. Their dangerous features, and even their moves, were difficult for outsiders to see. They could only see the white air floating on their heads, as if they were brewing tea.

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    Less than half an hour passed, Tang Wenliang stared angrily, while King Yin Ye closed his eyelids slightly, as if he was practicing meditation.

    Both of them had red faces, as if they were drunk. Unknowingly, their feet had sunk a foot below each other, and their bodies were shaking from time to time, which was worrying.

    Even the person with the weakest eyesight can already see at this time that this is a lose-lose situation, and no one can easily win. If this continues, the result is that both the jade and the stone will be burned, and the lamp will run out.

    The situation of the two people is like two balloons squeezing each other, and they are likely to burst at the same time. If outsiders want to save each other, they can save the other person. If they want to separate the two people at the same time, it is tantamount to fighting one against two. Everyone present, each  After weighing it, I could only shake my head.

    Even Song Yuanqiao can only do nothing. Although the Kongtong sect has been in decline in recent years, the five elders of Kongtong are still famous in the martial arts world, which shows that their skills are extraordinary.

    Under the eyes of everyone, if you swarm up and rescue each other, it is tantamount to destroying your reputation in the martial arts world. A person's name is like the shadow of a tree. For people in the martial arts world, reputation is important, sometimes more important than life.

    The place was quiet, and people were watching the two of them nervously, with different feelings in their hearts.

    "Qiu'er, go and separate them!" A faint voice suddenly sounded, clearly heard in the silence, like cold spring water flowing straight into the heart.

    People followed the sound and looked over, but it was Wen Yubing who was covered with a veil. She was standing next to Master Miejie, with a graceful figure, infinite charm, and arousing people's reverie.

    "Yes." Xiao Yuesheng nodded happily. When he was alone, he could act recklessly, but in front of others, he still had to take care of Wen Yubing's face and reputation.

    He? He took out his hand, and with a slight puff, the long sword on Lin Xiaoqing's slender waist was unsheathed and floated to his hand.

    The long sword flashed with cold light, and those around could feel a chill coming over them. It was obvious that this was a rare sword.

    As soon as he took two steps, Yin Tianzheng over there also started to step over to prevent Xiao Yuesheng from taking sides and harming his child.

    "Master Yin, I'm going to make a fool of myself." Xiao Yuesheng held a sword in one hand and walked leisurely to the two of them. Yin Tianzheng bowed his hand to them.

    "I wonder what Young Master Xiao is going to do?" Yin Tianzheng asked gently with a dignified expression.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled but did not answer. The long sword stabbed suddenly, and a cold light flashed in front of everyone's eyes. It flew directly between the palms of King Yin Ye and Tang Wenliang, as if to cut off their hands.

    Yin Tianzheng shouted in surprise and hurriedly unsheathed his sword and tried to parry, but he was too late. Xiao Yuesheng's long sword was as fast as lightning.

    With a "bang", everyone around them felt their ears ringing and their whole bodies trembled. The whole world seemed to tremble.

    ??Looking with wide eyes, he saw Xiao Yuesheng slowly sheathing his sword, while Tang Wenliang and Yin Ye Wang were slowly getting up. Their faces were as pale as paper, and their bodies were covered with sand and dust, as if they had fallen.

    Yin Tian was hesitantly sheathing his sword. He was very skilled. He saw the real situation without blinking just now. Xiao Yuesheng struck out with his sword, but it didn't touch the palms of the two men. It had already knocked them away. They both fell to the ground, their manners completely lost.  .
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