He biweng is the existence of the six heaven of the acquired realm. Even in the whole Wulin, he is definitely a top expert.

From the palm power of his move to split the branch gate just now, the branch disciples have understood that the comer is not good.

"This is Wudang branch. Who are you and why are you trespassing?"

The crane pen Weng sneered: "the answer is not the question, not the choice of smart people."

After a word, the crane pen Weng disappeared in place when he was steep. When he appeared the next second, he was already behind the disciple.

Bang!

With a dull noise, the branch rudder disciple flew out directly, and a black palm print appeared on his back.

His body gradually turned black and cold behind the middle palm. Finally, he was covered with cold frost and died of convulsions.

"Xuanming divine palm, you are the second elder of xuanming!"

Xuanming divine palm is well-known in the Jianghu. The remaining four Wudang disciples don't know they have encountered cruel characters.

"The third and fourth younger martial brothers, you go and inform the young leader to evacuate. The second elder martial brother and I will stop the old thief."

Crane pen Weng sneered: "in front of me, you'd better be honest. Resistance is meaningless."

After that, he biweng took four palms and knocked all the four disciples to the ground.

The cold of xuanming God's palm immediately poured into the four people's meridians, making them cold and painful, as if they were eaten by thousands of ants.

"Just now, I only used three success forces," said crane pen Weng with a smile, looking at the four disciples struggling on the ground. "Take me to song Qingshu and I'll detoxify the cold poison for you."

"Bah, Wudang is a man of character. He would rather die than surrender. The old thief can't make us give in!"

The crane pen Weng sneered, slowly approached the open disciple and put his hand over his head: "I don't like people with hard mouth."

The terrible cold poured out of the palm of Hebi Weng and instantly turned the Wudang disciple into an ice sculpture.

"I don't like killing people, really."

He biweng had a bright smile on his face: "even if you don't lead the way, I can find song Qingshu, so why do you have to fight tenaciously!"

The remaining three disciples had more and more cold poison in their bodies, and their pain gradually deepened.

Under the smile of crane pen Weng cat playing with mice, finally a disciple couldn't help saying, "I, I'll take you to find song Qingshu!"

The other two disciples suddenly changed their faces: "fourth younger martial brother, how can you do this!"

"Old four, you let me down!"

Seeing the infighting among Wudang disciples, he biweng was obviously very happy: "ha ha, boy, you are very smart and good. You have an appetite for me."

"When I kill song Qingshu, I can consider taking you to the xuanming sect. You are much more powerful than Lao Shizi Wudang."

After that, he biweng temporarily suppressed the cold poison in the fourth younger martial brother's body and followed him to the depths of the house.

The second they left, the two Wudang disciples who had fallen to the ground and moaned struggled to stand up.

"We don't have much time," one of the disciples showed a determination in his eyes. "Even if we die, we have to let the little leader leave first!"

……

In the closed room, song Qingshu slowly finished his work.

At this time, he has completely transformed his pure Yang limitless power into "Heaven swallowing demon skill", and his whole body exudes a domineering momentum.

In the pupil, there is a faint black sun shining, with a sharp edge that people dare not look at each other.

"Who?"

The sword of Zhenwu clanged, and song Qingshu looked at the stone gate of the closed room.

The stone gate opened slowly, and two young men in Wudang Taoist robes appeared in front of song Qingshu with panic on their faces.

"Young leader, the second elder xuanming attacked. The fourth younger martial brother took him into the tunnel, but he won't be trapped for long."

"We're blocking it for you. Get out of here, report to Shifu and Shigong, and avenge the Shifu brothers!"

With these words, the faces of the two Wudang disciples became more and more pale.

Song Qingshu's face sank. He closed the secret room and was almost completely isolated from the outside world, so he couldn't hear any outside voice before.

"Two old xuanming?"

Song Qingshu held two Wudang disciples and said, "have you been hit by xuanming God?"

The two disciples were so anxious that they were about to cry. When was it, they asked East and West.

Little leader, you can't have a snack. Run away quickly? It's too late!

"Come on, you sit down first. I'll relieve the cold poison for you."

Listening to the song and Qing Shu's calm words, two disciples make complaints about their corners of the mouth.

Also detoxify cold poison?

The cold poison of xuanming God's palm is hard to solve, which is well known all over the world.

Even Zhang Zhenren, who is known as "the greatest master in Wulin", is powerless.

Otherwise, Zhang Wuji didn't need to go to Hu qingniu, the medical fairy of Butterfly Valley, for treatment.

You solve it?

When it's safe to brag, okay?

"Young leader, don't joke. It's really urgent. Run away!"

Bang!

Song Qingshu was too lazy to talk nonsense. He directly put his palms together and covered the black palms behind the two disciples.

Behind him, a huge black magic day loomed, and song Qingshu exuded a terrible attraction.

The heaven swallowing magic skill can swallow almost all the energy between heaven and earth.

Although the cold poison of xuanming God's palm is difficult to deal with, it is not a threat to the heaven swallowing demon skill.

With the urging of song Qingshu's skill, the cold poison in the two disciples was quickly swallowed up and poured into song Qingshu's body and turned into pure nutrients.

Even the composition and composition of this palm power, as well as the route of exercising power, appeared in Song Qingshu's mind and were thoroughly analyzed.

It can be said that as long as song Qingshu is willing, he can now use xuanming God's palm according to the gourd and the gourd.

Moreover, under the urging of heaven swallowing demon skill, it will be more powerful than the original.

"Still... Really solved."

Feeling the relief of pain, even completely disappeared. The expressions on the faces of the two disciples were quite wonderful.

Shock, shock, surprise, and a little confused.

Is the xuanming God's palm, which is feared by people in the Jianghu like snakes and scorpions, solved?

Originally, they were all ready to die bravely, but now

Looking at the understated song Qingshu on their face, they felt some dreams, and the three views were subverted.

"Young leader, this..."

Song Qingshu waved his hand and interrupted them: "isn't there another senior brother who hasn't been rescued?"

Mentioning Zhenwu sword, song Qingshu walked out of the closed room indifferently: "what's the matter? Wait until you kill the xuanming two elders!"

At the moment song Qingshu stepped out of the closed room, a cold and tyrannical powerful breath came from the backyard.

"Hey, hey, what a kid! How dare you cheat me."

"But do you think this pediatric concealed weapon mechanism can hurt me?"

"Play loyal and righteous Lord Protector in front of me, right? Today, I told you not to live, not to die! "