Wuxia: I, Song Qingshu, have started with the Eight Forms of the Famous Sword!
15 Who could resist the three swords?

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Song Qingshu's Soft Palm dissolved all of Yan Chongtian's attacks.

Yan Chongtian also took a few steps back under the force!

……

Yan Chongtian frowned slightly as he looked at Song Qingshu. He was also very shocked.

This Song Qingshu's Soft Palm actually had such deep attainments.

Even when facing a Xiantian expert like him, he was not at a disadvantage.

Interesting!

Yan Chongtian's frown also relaxed at this moment. The corners of his mouth slightly curled up,

Very interesting!

Very soon,

Yan Chongtian looked at Song Qingshu with a hint of fanaticism and burning desire to fight!

"Song Qingshu! You finally have the right to make me look at you!”

Yan Chongtian shouted,

The aura of a Xiantian Realm martial artist instantly erupted from his body.

At this moment, Yan Chongtian also gave up on his fist and palm techniques. The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light!

"Wudang Swordsmanship!"

Yan Chongtian's aura instantly rose.

He swung the sword in his hand at Song Qingshu, his eyes flashing with a fanatical light.

This time, Yan Chongtian's Wudang Swordsmanship was so powerful that the third-generation disciples could not see it clearly even though it seemed slow!

……

"Hiss ~"

The spectating disciples below the arena gasped.

At this moment, they looked at Yan Chongtian in shock.

Even though they were below the arena, they could still feel the sword qi pressing down on them, as if it was piercing their skin.

"Senior Brother Yan is too strong! It turned out that he had not used his full strength just now!”

"It seems that in Senior Brother Yan's eyes, Song Qingshu is someone who can make him fight with his full strength!”

"This Song Qingshu brought up Senior Brother Yan's true strength. He should be proud of himself.”

"I thought that the only difference between us and Senior Brother Yan was our cultivation level. Now it seems that if we were at the same cultivation level, I would definitely lose!”

Many third-generation disciples of Wudang sighed.

"Yan Chongtian is so terrifying!"

Song Yuanqiao's eyes were both worried and happy.

He was naturally happy that his Wudang Sect had such a young talent, but now Yan Chongtian was his son's opponent.

In this way,

Qing Shu would probably be defeated by him.

"Yan Chongtian, what a great guy!"

Yu Lianzhou's eyes flashed with admiration.

Qing Shu's performance just now was extremely eye-catching, but he was also quite worried in his heart.

He was afraid that Qing Shu was no match for Yan Chongtian!

The other seven heroes frowned slightly. Qing Shu was probably going to lose…

"Good! Good! Good!"

"It seems that our WuTang Sect has a successor!”

"If this continues, it won't be difficult for me to advance on the Azure Dragon List in the future!”

The three patriarchs praised Yan Chongtian repeatedly. They looked at Yan Chongtian with admiration.

One could imagine how happy the three elders were to have such a disciple from Wudang Sect.

With such a genius in the third generation, Wudang would definitely prosper!

……

In the arena.

Facing Yan Chongtian, who was getting more and more excited, Song Qingshu's eyes turned serious.

Now, facing Yan Chongtian,

It was likely that the Skill Transformation Soft Palm would not be of much use!

It seemed that he could only use his ultimate move. Song Qingshu's cultivation erupted from his body.

"Eight Strokes of the Famous Sword!"

Three swords instantly flew out of Song Qingshu's body, all three of them at the same time! The power was several times stronger than the two swords.

They were three of the Eight Sword Styles, the Deathly Sword, the Tian Baojian, and the Bronze Sword!

"Sou!"

This move instantly produced a sharp whistling sound in the air, and the three swords also slashed towards Yan Chongtian.

"This!"

The spectating disciples widened their eyes.

"Three swords flying together? Song Qingshu was actually able to control three swords at the same time!”

"Not only has Song Qingshu comprehended the Eight Forms of the Famed Sword, but he's also able to use three flying swords at the same time. He's really talented.”

"It is said that it is not easy to comprehend this Eight Sword Forms. You need to comprehend all eight swords! I didn't expect Song Qingshu to…"

Many disciples sighed.

"Big brother, Qing Shu's talent is so high?”

Yu Lianzhou and the others were also shocked.

"This…maybe Qing Shu suddenly became enlightened!”

A hint of helplessness flashed across Song Yuanqiao's eyes.

He had thought that Qing Shu had only comprehended two swords, but he had actually comprehended three.

It was not easy to comprehend the Eighth Sword Style, yet his son had comprehended all three swords.

This talent…

At that time, Grandmaster would probably be gratified!

"This kid actually comprehended three swords!”

A hint of shock flashed across Daoist Changfeng's eyes.

"What a powerful talent!"

The other two elders also praised.

……

Yan Chongtian was surprised when he saw the three swords coming at him.

He had to go all out!

Yan Chongtian held his sword with both hands, his eyes flashing with fighting spirit.

Full force explosion!

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura instantly erupted.

The two sword moves instantly collided.

"Boom!"

The explosive aura of these two people swept across the entire arena, and dust rose everywhere.

Many third-generation disciples below the arena had curious looks in their eyes as they craned their necks to look in the direction of the arena.

"Who won?"

"I think it should be Senior Brother Yan! After all, Senior Brother Yan was a Higher Heaven Realm expert!”

"It's hard to say…after all, Song Qingshu controlled three famous swords at the same time!”

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