He Biweng was at the sixth level of the Houtian realm. He was definitely a top expert even in the entire martial arts world.
From the force of his palm that shattered the door of the branch, the disciples of the branch knew that he had bad intentions.
"This is the Wudang Clan's branch. Who are you?”
"It's not a smart person's choice to answer the wrong question," He Biweng sneered.”
With that, He Biweng's figure disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared the next second, he was already behind the disciple.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the disciple was sent flying, and a black palm print appeared on his back.
His body also gradually turned black and cold after being hit by the palm. In the end, his entire body was covered in frost, and he twitched a few times before he died.
"Xuanming Divine Palm, you are Xuanming Elders!”
The Dark Mysterious Divine Palm was infamous in Jianghu. How could the remaining four Wudang disciples not know that they had encountered a ruthless person?
"Third Junior Brother, Fourth Junior Brother, go and inform Young Sect Master to retreat. Second Junior Brother and I will block this old thief.”
" You'd better behave in front of me," He Biweng sneered." Resistance is pointless."”
After saying that, He Biweng struck out four palms in a row, directly knocking all four disciples to the ground.
The cold air of the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm instantly surged into the meridians of the four people, causing them to feel a chill all over their bodies. They also felt a sharp pain all over their bodies, as if they were being eaten by thousands of ants.
" I only used 30% of my strength in the palm strike just now." Looking at the four disciples struggling on the ground, He Biweng smiled and said," Take me to Song Qingshu, and I'll help you cure the cold poison."”
"Bah, Wudang has the strength of character and would rather die than submit. Old thief, don't even think about making us submit!”
He Biweng sneered and slowly approached the disciple who spoke. He placed his hand on the disciple's head and said,""I don't like people who are stubborn."
Terrifying cold air poured out from Crane Brush Elder's palm and instantly turned the Wudang disciple into an ice sculpture.
"I don't like killing people, really.”
The smile on He Biweng's face was very bright.""Even if you don't lead the way, I can still find Song Qingshu, so why do you have to resist?”
The remaining three disciples felt the cold poison in their bodies become more and more intense, and the pain gradually deepened.
Under Crane Brush Weng's smile, which was like a cat toying with a mouse, a disciple finally couldn't help but say,""I-I'll take you to Song Qingshu!”
The other two disciples 'expressions changed drastically.”
"Fourth Bro, you disappoint me!”
Seeing the internal strife among the Wudang disciples, He Biweng was obviously very happy."Haha, kid, you're very smart. Not bad, not bad.”
"After I kill Song Qingshu, I can consider taking you in as a disciple of the Mysterious Underworld. Your martial arts are much more powerful than this Wudang bastard.”
After saying that, He Biweng temporarily suppressed the cold poison in Fourth Junior Brother's body and followed him into the depths of the house.
The second after the two of them left, the two Wudang disciples who were originally moaning on the ground struggled to stand up.
" We don't have much time." One of the disciples revealed a trace of determination in his eyes." Even if we die, we must let Young Sect Leader leave first!"”
……
In the secluded chamber, Song Qingshu slowly stopped cultivating.
At this moment, he had already completely transformed the force of the Pure Yang Limitless Technique into the Sky-Devouring Demon Technique. His entire body emitted a domineering aura.
In his pupils, there was a faint black sun shining brightly, with a sharp edge that made people not dare to look at him.
"Who is it?"
The True Martial Sword clanged as Song Qingshu turned his gaze toward the stone door of the seclusion room.
The stone door slowly opened, and two young men in Wudang Daoist robes appeared before Song Qingshu. They looked panicked.
"Young Sect Leader, the Xuanming Elders attacked. Fourth Junior Brother brought him into the tunnel, but he won't be trapped for long.”
"We will block it for you. Leave this place quickly and report to master and grandmaster to avenge our senior brothers!”
The two Wudang disciples 'faces turned even paler after they finished speaking.
Song Qingshu's expression darkened. The secluded chamber was almost completely isolated from the outside world, so he could not hear anything from the outside world.
"Xuanming Elders?"
Song Qingshu supported the two Wudang disciples.""You were hit by the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm?"
The two disciples were so anxious that they were about to cry. What kind of time was it now? Why were they still asking questions?
Young Sect Master, can't you be more careful and run away? It was almost too late!
"Come, come, come. Sit down first. I'll cure the cold poison for you.”
Hearing Song Qingshu's calm words, the two disciples 'mouths twitched, and they simply had no strength to complain.
To detoxify the cold poison?
The world knew that the cold poison of the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm was difficult to resolve.
Even Perfected Zhang, who was known as the number one grandmaster of the martial arts world, was helpless.
Otherwise, Zhang Wuji wouldn't have needed to go to the Butterfly Valley's Fairy Doctor Hu Qingniu for treatment.
You'll solve it?
Can't you pick a safe time to brag?
"Young Sect Leader, stop joking. It's really urgent.”
Bang!
Song Qingshu was too lazy to waste his breath. He directly struck out with both palms, covering the black palm shadows behind the two disciples.
Behind him, a vast black devilish sun was faintly discernible, and Song Qingshu's body exuded a terrifying attractive force.
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Technique could absorb hundreds of scriptures and refine thousands of Dao. It could almost devour all the energy in the world.
Although the cold poison of the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm was difficult to deal with, it was completely harmless in front of the Sky-Devouring Demon Technique.
As Song Qingshu activated his power, the cold poison in the two disciples 'bodies was quickly devoured and poured into Song Qingshu's body, turning into pure nutrients.
In fact, even the composition of the palm force, its composition, and the path of its circulation appeared in Song Qingshu's mind and was thoroughly analyzed.
It could be said that as long as Song Qingshu was willing, he could use the Dark Mysterious Divine Palm now.
Moreover, under the urging of the Sky-Devouring Demonic Technique, its power would be even stronger than the original.
"It…it really solved it."
Feeling the relief of the pain, or even completely disappeared, the expressions on the two disciples 'faces were quite interesting.
Shock, shock, surprise, and a little confusion.
The Dark Mysterious Divine Palm, which was feared by the people of Jianghu like a venomous snake, was dispelled just like that?
Originally, they were prepared to die bravely, but now…
Looking at Song Qingshu's nonchalant expression, they felt like they were in a dream. Their worldviews had been overturned.
"Young Sect Leader, this…"
Song Qingshu waved his hand and interrupted the two."Isn't there still a senior brother who hasn't been rescued?”
Raising the True Martial Sword, Song Qingshu walked out of his seclusion chamber indifferently.""If there's anything, let's talk about it after we kill the Xuanming Elders!”
The moment Song Qingshu stepped out of his seclusion chamber, a cold and tyrannical aura came from the backyard.
"Hehe, what a good little brat. You actually dare to deceive this old man.”
"But do you think that this kind of child's play hidden weapon mechanism can hurt this old master?”
"Are you trying to protect your master in front of me? Today, this old man will make you wish you were dead!”
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