"Danger! Second martial brother, Qing Shu, he…"
Zhang Cuishan panicked. What was Song Qingshu doing?
"Fifth brother, don't worry. Qing Shu has his own plans, we just have to do our own thing.”
Although Yu Lianzhou didn't know why Song Qingshu had chosen to die together with him, based on his understanding of Song Qingshu, he must have had his reasons.
"Idiot, who wants to die with you? I have the first six levels of the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art, which is more than enough to deal with you.”
Song Qingshu had the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art, so he naturally wasn't afraid of A'san's Diamond Palm.
Now, as long as it was not a divine weapon, he could basically withstand it.
He also wanted to end the battle as soon as possible and get rid of Ah San directly. It could also be considered as getting rid of an expert on Zhao Min's side first.
As expected, A'san was a stingy person. Seeing Song Qingshu's reckless fighting style, he immediately cursed and helplessly retracted his palm.
However, the moment he clashed head-on with Song Qingshu, he felt a surge of zhenqi that was like a huge wave hitting his face, and he instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Haha, Yin Budie, you dare to exchange palm strikes with me?”
In an instant, the two of them had already exchanged more than ten rounds, but A'San was getting more and more beaten up.
Relying on the lightness of his Wave Subtle Steps, Song Qingshu was like an immortal's shadow in A'san's eyes. He only felt that a blue figure kept floating in front of him, but he could not hit anyone.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Song Qingshu struck out a few Wudang Soft Palms in succession. A'San was instantly hit in all directions, and his entire body was sent flying backward. His body also became limp.
It was as if he had no bones.
In an instant, Song Qingshu returned the pain that Yu Daiyan had suffered to Ah San.
The Wudang Soft Palm seemed average, but it was extremely penetrative. Song Qingshu had hit it several times in a row.
In addition, A'san's internal strength was much weaker than Song Qingshu's, so all the bones in his body had long been shattered when he was sent flying.
A'er and A'san were both disciples of the Vajra Sect. When they saw their brother injured, they immediately went forward to stop Song Qingshu from being ruthless again.
"Pa!"
Song Qingshu and Ah Er exchanged a palm strike, and the two of them immediately separated.
However, Song Qingshu landed on the ground without any problems.
Ah Er was in a miserable state. After the palm strike, he also spat out a mouthful of blood like Ah San.
However, he was lucky and did not injure his bones.
" Swish." The moment he landed, Song Qingshu's toes paused, and he instantly shot toward Zhao Min.
"Second Uncle, Fifth Uncle, let's go!"
Song Qingshu sent a voice transmission back, but his body was headed in Zhao Min's direction. It was as if he wanted to capture the leader first and capture Zhao Min.
The Xuanming Elders in front of Zhao Min quickly stood in front of little Zhao Min, afraid that Song Qingshu would hurt the young princess.
However, Zhao Min did not seem to be afraid at all. Instead, she gave the order directly.
"Stop them. Yu Lianzhou and the others want to leave. Master Lu, Ah Da, don't let them escape.”
"Yes, sir!"
"Don't worry, Princess!"
Afang, Dongbai, and Luzhangweng pounced on Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Cuishan, leaving only He Biweng to block Song Qingshu.
He Biweng's martial arts were at the mid-stage of the Connate Realm, which was slightly higher than Song Qingshu's.
Although Song Qingshu had defeated Ah Er and Ah San in a few moves, in the eyes of He Biweng, he was still no match for him.
The Dark Mysterious Divine Palm was not just an ordinary palm technique, which was why Lu Zhangweng left Zhao Min's side with ease.
"Damn, so smart!"
Song Qingshu was surprised and delighted.
He did not expect Zhao Min to be so powerful. She immediately understood his plan.
Fang Dongbai and Lu Zhangweng were about to pass by him and rush toward Yu Lianzhou and the others.
In midair, Song Qingshu immediately drew his long sword. His left palm circulated the Pure Yang Limitless Art and quickly slapped toward Lu Zhangweng.
"Brat, you're courting death!"
Lu Zhangweng was furious when he saw that Song Qingshu actually dared to change his attack midway.
This was looking down on him!
He immediately condensed the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm True Qi in his palms and slapped it fiercely.
Boom!
A thunderous sound rang out from their palms, and the two figures flew backward.
The ground in the middle had already become a huge pit that was three meters deep.
Two colors appeared on the left and right of the pit.
One side was scorching yellow, and the other was so cold that it was white. It was very shocking.
"F * ck! It was so cold, and the ice energy was so sinister!”
Song Qingshu was sent flying even further away, but he borrowed the power of Lu Zhangweng's palm to charge at Fang Dongbai.
Fortunately, he had the Pure Yang Limitless Technique. Although it was not as pure as the Nine Yang Divine Technique, it was pure and thick. In just a few breaths, Song Qingshu had dissolved the Xuanming Vital Qi in his palm.
"Such pure internal strength, we can't let this kid live!”
Lu Zhangweng took a few steps back, feeling that Song Qingshu's internal strength was actually not inferior to his.
Moreover, it could even faintly dissolve his Xuanming True Qi, making him want to kill.
If they didn't get rid of Song Qingshu, he would sooner or later become their bane.
Fang Dongbai only felt his vision darken. Song Qingshu had actually borrowed Lu Zhangweng's strength to rush over.
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