“I thought some master was hiding there, but I didn’t expect it was you.” Zhang Wuji didn’t show the slightest surprise when he saw Song Qingshu coming out.
“I thought Zhang Wuji just had a big change of heart, but I didn’t expect that Ming Zun had taken over his body.” Song Qingshu said with a faint smile.
“Were you here too?” Zhou Zhiruo was shocked when she saw Song Qingshu’s appearance clearly under the moonlight
Zhao Min forced a smile and said, “That’s why I said that you will be glad that you expressed your attitude tonight.”
Zhou Zhiruo’s face turned gloomy, thinking that if she and Zhang Wuji had acted even a bit ambiguously, the situation would really be different from how it was right now.
“Zhiruo, I’m glad that the first thing you thought of in a critical moment was me.” Song Qingshu came to Zhou Zhiruo and held her smooth jade hand.
In front of Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously pulled her hand back and unnaturally said, “What are you talking about? I just told her to ask for your help regarding the matter of the avenging.”
“Obviously I’ll help in the matter of avenging your former lover.” There was no embarrassment on Song Qingshu’s face, and he said with a smile, “Who told me to be so broad-minded? It’s no big deal to avenge your former lover.”
“You!” Zhou Zhiruo turned her head to the side in anger.
Seeing the two people bickering, Zhao Min felt dejected, thinking that she and her Brother Wuji also had such sweet conversations in the past.
When she thought of the past, Zhao Min suddenly came back to her senses, then looked at Ming Zun not far away and said, “Song Qingshu, help me kill this old monster, I can promise you any conditions!”
“Any conditions?” Song Qingshu’s eyebrows twitched a few times, obviously thinking of some dirty things.
Zhang Wuji laughed and said, “Have you three finished flirting? You are simply overestimating your ability to kill me.”
“Really?” Song Qingshu showed a strange smile and disappeared from the spot.
Zhang Wuji’s pupils suddenly contracted violently. It turned out that Song Qingshu’s fingers, which were imbued with an extremely sharp Sword Qi, were only three inches away from his neck.
The two figures were separated as soon as they made contact.
Song Qingshu had returned to the original place. Looking at the blood beads on his fingertips, he secretly thought that it was a pity.
Zhang Wuji touched the bone-deep scar on his face and couldn’t help frowning, “I still underestimated your martial arts. I didn’t expect that you could grow to this point in just one or two years.”
“Zhang…or should I call you Ming Zun, have you lived for so long that your brain began to rot? It’s not like we haven’t fought each other not long ago, so I don’t know what confidence you have to show off like this.” Song Qingshu shook his head and said with a look of disgust and contempt.
“Puny ant, do you think that was my true strength last time? Let me show you the true might of the Ming Cult’s supreme martial arts!” Zhang Wuji opened his hands, and his clothes moved without any wind. The hairband on his head was ripped apart by the force, and his long hair began to flitter in the air.
The Holy Flame Tablets around his waist seemed to be controlled by an invisible force as they were suspended in mid-air, slowly rotating around Zhang Wuji’s body, and making roaring dragon sounds from time to time.
“The Holy Flame Tablets, sacred artifacts of the Persian Ming Cult?”
Song Qingshu’s expression became serious. In the original work, Zhang Wuji achieved great success in the Nine Yang Divine Art. He practiced the Heaven and Earth Great Shift to an unprecedented sixth level. He also learned the Taiji Fist and Taiji Swordplay from Zhang Sanfeng. He also received the Ming Cult’s sacred artifacts from the Three Envoys of Persian Ming Cult. In addition to Zhang Wuji’s actual combat ability, the Holy Flame Tablets boosted his power to an unimaginable level.
Song Qingshu and Ming Zun had fought twice in the past, but each time Zhang Wuji had used only his own martial arts, so Song Qingshu had been thinking about how to defeat the Heaven and Earth Great Shift and Nine Yang Divine Art.
It was only at this moment, when he suddenly encountered the Holy Flame Tablets, did Song Qingshu feel like vomiting blood. It felt like he had studied hard for the college entrance examination, but missed a key point of the exam.
“You two, move farther away, I may not have time to protect you later.” Song Qingshu blocked the two women behind him and quickly said.
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head, “I’ll stay and help you.”
Song Qingshu knew that Zhou Zhiruo’s martial arts were not what they used to be, and her mastery of the Nine Yin Scriptures had reached a very high level, although it was not as good as Guo Jing’s attainment of the Nine Yin Scriptures. After years of attainment, compared with other people in the world who had practiced the Nine Yin Scripture, she wouldn’t be at a disadvantage in terms of realm.
However, Song Qingshu still didn’t intend to let her get involved. After all, the opponent this time was an old monster like Ming Zun. He didn’t know how many trump cards the opponent had. It would be too risky for Zhou Zhiruo to get involved.
“You can help me look for gaps to attack and take care of Zhao Min at the same time.” Song Qingshu knew that with Zhou Zhiruo’s temperament, she might not listen to him, so he had to change his words.
“You can’t be after her too, are you?” Seeing that Song Qingshu hadn’t forgotten about Zhao Min even at this moment, Zhou Zhiruo’s expression suddenly turned strange. The women surrounding Song Qingshu during this period were simply dazzling, and Zhao Min had came together with him as well. Zhou Zhiruo wouldn’t be surprised at all if Song Qingshu really had something with Zhao Min.
However, Zhou Zhiruo also felt a kind of strange glee in her heart. She had lost to Zhao Min in the competition for Zhang Wuji, which made her extremely dejected. Now that the situation had changed, she had the advantage of being Song Qingshu’s wife, and it was time for Zhao Min to have the bitter taste of being the loser.
Before Song Qingshu could answer, Zhao Min blushed and couldn’t help but curse, “What nonsense are you talking about! Hey, be careful!”
A piece of the Holy Flame Tablets silently flew towards Song Qingshu from the darkness, and Zhao Min noticed that the target was herself and Zhou Zhiruo, so she quickly drew her sword and struck upwards.
Clang!
The long sword in Zhao Min’s hand broke with a sound, and her whole body felt like it was struck by lightning. A strange flush appeared on her face, and it was obvious that she had suffered serious internal injuries.
Song Qingshu didn’t have time to check her injuries, as a large number of Holy Flame Tablets had already attacked one after another. He quickly pulled out his Wooden Sword and stood in front of the two women.
Every time the Wooden Sword came into contact with the Holy Flame Tablets, Song Qingshu felt his breath surge, and he couldn’t help but be horrified. Zhang Wuji had mastered the Nine Yang Divine Art. There were probably very few people in the world who had deeper internal Qi than him. He didn’t expect that this Ming Zun could actually use his internal Qi in every move he made. The man was a few points stronger than Zhang Wuji at his peak. Song Qingshu had only knocked down the Holy Flame Tablet more than a dozen times before he felt his hand turn numb.
However, Song Qingshu practiced the most profound martial arts from ancient Tantric Buddh1sm after all, and practicing dual cultivation with a woman made his skills progress twice as fast with half the effort. Although he was still not as good as Ming Zun, the gap didn’t reach the point of despair.
What made Song Qingshu even more troubled was the strange attack trajectory of the Holy Flame Tablets. Even when thousands of arrows were shot together, he could calmly hit the arrows one by one, but now there were only six Holy Flame Tablets in total, but it forced him to rush.
Many times, he thought he had accurately calculated the trajectory of the Holy Flame Tablets, and thrust his sword in advance. However, the Holy Flame Tablets suddenly changed their trajectory as if suddenly violating the laws of physics, causing Song Qingshu to stab into the air with his sword, which was extremely uncomfortable.
Moreover, even if Song Qingshu hit a Holy Flame Tablet, the Holy Flame Tablet was knocked away and then went around to attack him from behind.
“Be careful.” Song Qingshu had no time to care about the situation behind him and could only remind the two women verbally.
Zhou Zhiruo nodded, flicked the long whip in her hand, and knocked away a Holy Flame Tablet that flew in front of Zhao Min. Zhao Min’s face turned pale, and she looked at the Holy Flame Tablet that was going away with lingering fear, and couldn’t help but smile gratefully at Zhou Zhiruo.
Song Qingshu knew that he couldn’t continue to be beaten passively like this. If he continued like this, he would be killed by the Holy Flame Tablets sooner or later.
“Just hold on for a while!”
Song Qingshu roared, gave up on shooting down the Holy Flame Tablets flying in the sky in front of him, and attacked Ming Zun in the pavilion in a flash.
He knew that without him blocking most of the attacks from the Holy Flame Tablets, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min alone would never be able to block the attacks from the Holy Flame Tablets.
However, Song Qingshu was actually betting on a possibility.
According to what Ming Zun had said before, he probably was an old perv*ert who had been hungry for a thousand years. Therefore, Song Qingshu was betting that he would never be willing to hurt these two beautiful women.
Using the White Python Whip Technique to the extreme, Zhou Zhiruo blocked all the Holy Flame Tablets flying in the sky within a distance. However, every time the Holy Flame Tablets came into contact with the long whip in her hand, her face turned pale and she could no longer hold on. Right that moment, all the Holy Flame Tablets in the sky disappeared and flew towards the pavilion.
Glancing at the situation of the two women from the corner of his eye, Song Qingshu smiled happily. He had indeed won the bet. Now he didn’t have to stay in one place to resist Ming Zun’s attacks, and could finally take full advantage of his speed.
Song Qingshu’s figure flickered in and out, surrounding Ming Zun in the center. One moment he attacked Ming Zun’s temple from the upper right side, and the next moment he appeared on the ground and sliced at Ming Zun’s hamstring…
Because he was too fast, in Ming Zun In Zun’s eyes, there seemed to he several figures of Song Qingshu in all directions, and they were not just phantoms. The attacks of each figure were real!
If he wasn’t careful, he would be hit by the opponent without a doubt.
Ming Zun had created the entire martial arts system of the Ming Cult, and even a martial arts master wouldn’t be able to fathom his realm. If it were any other master, they would have long been killed by Song Qingshu’s sword Qi, which came from all directions.
However, Ming Zun managed to survive with his astonishing comprehension and fighting ability.
There were even a few counterattacks that almost hit Song Qingshu, but because the opponent was too fast, all that was destroyed in the end was just an afterimage. Ming Zun was shocked and angry, and quickly summoned the Holy Flame Tablets to protect him, and finally managed to recover from the disadvantage.
The entire pavilion had been shattered by the sword Qi and the Holy Flame Tablets flying all over the sky.
Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min could no longer distinguish the two men. They could only see two afterimages entwining each other. Wherever they passed, a big tree collapsed. The floor was shattered inch by inch, and the flying leaves were shattered into powder before they even got close.
The two women looked at each other in shock, and Zhao Min said worriedly, “Which one of them do you think will win?”
“Who do you want to win?” Zhou Zhiruo asked in response.
The two women have always been at odds, and after hearing her words, Zhao Min frowned, “Aren’t you talking nonsense?”
“After all, that Ming Zun’s body belongs to your Zhang Wuji, and he also has most of Zhang Wuji’s memories. In fact, if you just turn a blind eye, there is no difference between him and Zhang Wuji. Do you really want him to die?” Zhou Zhiruo laughed maliciously.
“In my heart, Brother Wuji is dead, and that person is his murderer.” Zhao Min’s face turned cold and she said in a cold voice.
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A good fight scene.