Yun Zhonghe's kung fu was indeed not bad.
But Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously.
Yun Zhonghe's strongest skill was his lightness skill.
Its speed was extremely fast, and it came and went without a trace, making it difficult to fathom.
However, it was clearly not enough in front of the 20th level Wudang Ladder Yun Zong.
After Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill leveled up to Level Twenty-Five…
Song Qingshu was confident that he could fight against a perfected Connate Realm or even a half-step Vajra Realm expert!
With Yun Zhonghe's martial arts.
Jumping around in front of Song Qingshu was no different from showing off!
Yun Zhonghe held the steel claws in his hands and exerted a little force on his legs.
He pounced at Song Qingshu like a giant roc.
Everyone saw Yun Zhonghe's figure flash and appear before Song Qingshu.
The steel claws in his hands waved repeatedly, attacking all parts of Song Qingshu's body.
Shi Feixuan's gaze focused, and her expression tensed up.?
"What a fast speed!"
In fact, Shi Feixuan had even started to secretly accumulate her true qi.?
He was prepared to lend Song Qingshu a helping hand at any time.
? Xu Fengnian saw Shi Feixuan's nervousness and smiled.?
"Miss Shi, you haven't fully recovered from your injuries, so it's best if you don't use your true qi.”
"My second brother is very strong. A mere Yun Zhonghe can't do anything to him. Don't worry!”
Only then did Shi Feixuan relax slightly, but her beautiful eyes were fixed in Song Qingshu's direction.?
Swoosh!
Song Qingshu's figure disappeared from his spot.
He arrived first!
A punch was thrown at Yun Zhonghe's face.
Yun Zhonghe was in midair.
He was shocked when he saw the fist less than a foot away from him.
He exerted strength in his waist and abdomen, spun his body, and flew to the left.
"Song Qingshu is so fast!"
"His lightness skill seems to be above Yun Zhonghe's!”
"Impossible, impossible. How old is Song Qingshu? How can his lightness skill surpass Yun Zhonghe's?”
"Yun Zhonghe must have not used his full strength just now!”
Everyone cried out in shock when they saw that Yun Zhonghe was actually at a disadvantage in the fight.
However, Song Qingshu was unwilling to let it go and pressed forward.
His fists rained down on Yun Zhonghe.
Thirty-two Wudang Long Fists!
Wudang's Long Fist, which had been upgraded to level twenty-two, was completely different.
It was smoother and faster.
Every time Song Qingshu threw a punch.
A fist shadow shot out!
The shadows of fists came crashing down on Yun Zhonghe's face.
Yun Zhonghe first wanted to put some distance between them.
However, he was shocked to find that Song Qingshu was even faster than him!
Helpless, Yun Zhonghe could only hurriedly raise the steel claw in his hand to block.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Yun Zhonghe's figure was forced to retreat repeatedly.
A cracking sound was heard.
The steel claw in Yun Zhonghe's hand was smashed by Song Qingshu!
Immediately after, the sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Yun Zhonghe's body was hit by countless fist shadows.
Fresh blood spurted out!
The martial artists in the inn were dressed in all kinds of strange clothes.?
At this moment, they were like a group of ducks that had their necks grabbed.
His mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make a sound.
Finally, there was a loud bang.
Song Qingshu punched Yun Zhonghe in the heart, sending him flying.
Yun Zhonghe's body crashed through the wall of the inn.
He fell to the ground like a rag doll, blood spurting out of his mouth.
Holding his last breath, Yun Zhonghe stared at Song Qingshu with bloodshot eyes.
"I was careless, I didn't dodge."
Then, he tilted his head and died!
Song Qingshu flew back to his original spot and exhaled.
Happy!
If a scumbag like Yun Zhonghe was killed with a single sword strike, it would be considered letting him off easy!
This kind of person should be punched to death!
The people in the inn looked at Yun Zhonghe's corpse, their expressions a little dull.
"Song Qingshu has already used up a lot of zhenqi!”
"No matter how powerful he is, he's only one person!”
"Let's attack together and kill him! He would be able to get ten thousand taels of gold from the Bloody Blade Sect, enough for his brothers to use for several lifetimes!”
"Kill, wealth comes from danger! Kill!"
"Attack together!"
Among the crowd, someone who was not afraid of death roared.
It immediately stirred up everyone's emotions.
These forty to fifty people drew their weapons in unison.
He let out a furious roar and charged at Song Qingshu with killing intent.
Song Qingshu shook his head slightly and drew his sword.
"Humans die for wealth, birds die for food. The ancients didn't lie to me.”
Following that, a soaring sword intent erupted.
Song Qingshu was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, unleashing the Wudang sword techniques to his heart's content!
For a moment, the inn was filled with sword qi.
And Song Qingshu also had Connate Supreme Stellar Energy to protect his body, so these people could not hurt him at all!
Instantly, the martial artists who charged forward felt their hair stand on end.?
Song Qingshu showed no mercy.
These people were either fugitives.
They were either some lowly sect disciples.
Or some scum of the martial arts world who cultivated evil techniques.
They had gathered here to chop off Song Qingshu's head and go to the Bloody Blade Sect to receive the award.
Since he was coming to kill him, would Song Qingshu spare his life?
As long as they made a move, they would throw away their weapons and beg for mercy.
He still fled.
Kill them all without mercy!
For a time, broken limbs flew everywhere in the inn.
A strong smell of blood spread out.
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