Chapter 57: The grudge is settled

"So bold, I'm looking for death!" Song Ming took a step forward and looked at A San coldly: "You Hu people dare to be arrogant in the Central Plains. Today you can't come or go."

"So arrogant!" Asan took a step, and punched Song Ming in the chest with a punch. This move was as fast as lightning. In the middle of the punch, the left fist rushed to grab it faster. The next shot came first and hit Song Ming's face. The weird moves were really rare.

A cold light flashed in Song Ming's eyes, and he used the sixteenth palm of the eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing Palm "Steaming Frost and Ice to Come". This move is a combination of hardness and softness, and the positive and negative are complementary, which is really a wonderful use. Song Ming also stepped into the world and could only control this palm.

As the realm improved, Song Ming's understanding of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms became higher and higher, and the power it exerted became greater and greater.

When the palms and fists collided, A San felt his chest breathless, his arms were sore and numb, his palms were soft and drooping, and his wrist joints were shaken off.

A San's head was messy and stood still. He was a top-notch master in the world, and he was defeated by countless experts in the world. But now he couldn't take Song Ming's palm. Could it be that the difference in strength between the two is really so big?

Asan reacted and when he was about to retreat, he found that he could not move, but Song Ming touched the acupoint. Asan's body was lifted up involuntarily and flew to the other side.

Immediately, three and four generations of Wudang disciples came forward to tie up Ah San.

"Asan! Damn it, you guys come on and kill him for this princess!" Zhao Min was shocked. He knew Asan's martial arts very well, but he never thought that he would be defeated so soon, without any suspense.

That day at the Guangmingding, Zhao Min looked from afar and did not have an intuitive feeling about Song Ming’s martial arts. Now Song Ming defeated A San with one palm, which made Zhao Min clearly feel Song Ming’s terrifying strength.

The two elders of Xuanming, A Er walked out, and saw bald A Er flashing out, and his right palm slashing towards Song Ming's chest. Before the tip of his palm arrived, Song Ming felt that his breath was slightly suffocated. Song Ming immediately slapped out the eighteen palms of the dragon, and he saw that the palm power was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes swallowing and sometimes vomiting, and the softest effect was produced from the most rigidity. A Er's palm power was shrunk, and his arms were numb, but this A Er's skill was still above A San, and the lower plate was solid, as if he was nailed to the ground, concentrating on his mind, and he actually slashed out one palm after another, with extremely powerful internal strength.

At the same time, Song Ming suddenly felt two silent palm winds attacking from left and right, without any signs in advance. However, Song Ming knew that the two elders Xuanming attacked him and besieged him on three sides. Song Ming shouted loudly, his left palm was round and his right palm was straight, which was the move of the eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing Dragon Subduing. This move was a rare pure defensive move among the eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing Dragon. He was not at a disadvantage by fighting against three.

At the same time, Song Ming also felt the unique skill of the two elders Xuanming, "Xuanming Divine Palm", and there was an extremely cold and cold air in the palm power. Song Ming sneered that he was practicing the Nine Yang True Sutra, which was the nemesis of the Xuanming Divine Palm. In just an instant, the extremely cold and cold air was dissolved by the Nine Yang internal force.

"What a Xuanming Divine Palm. The Taoist who lost the past was killed by my master. Today, you two cannot escape the situation of falling." Song Ming snorted coldly, and used a "Shock Baili" move, pushing forward and flat. This palm is a powerful move among the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm. Combined with Song Ming's deep internal strength, the palm power is extremely terrifying.

"No, the enemy is slapping!" He Biweng's face changed. He never thought that Song Ming could handle the siege of the three of them. Moreover, Song Ming's palm technique was extremely strong and powerful, and it was indeed the most terrifying palm technique he had ever seen in his life.

He Biweng hurriedly used the Xuanming Divine Palm to resist Song Ming's palm, but at this moment, Song Ming took a breath, exhaled, and stretched forward with his left palm, and his right palm suddenly penetrated from under his left palm, hitting his lower abdomen.

Pang~~

Hebi Weng was hit hard, and his huge force made Hebi Weng fly backwards, and blood in his body rolled, and blood oozed out of his mouth.

He Biweng was completely confused. Song Ming’s martial arts were so powerful. His palm techniques were changing as he wanted, his palm power could be emitted and restrained, and his lightness and heaviness could be as hard as he wanted.

How can I fight this?

"Princess, go quickly, the enemy cannot be defeated!" He Biweng shouted.

Song Ming sneered in his heart, and looked at Wudang as to why, and came to him as he said, and left as he said.

Zhao Min was completely shocked. The three first-class experts joined forces and did not gain any advantage. This...

At this time, Zhao Min was even more angry. The plan he had set up with great difficulty was only Wudang, and he could not achieve perfect merits, so how could he give up?

"Master Ku, get rid of you!" Zhao Min's face showed a ferocious look and said to Kutou Tuo beside him.

This Kutou Tuo is very mysterious, with extremely high martial arts skills and his strength is not inferior to the two elders of Xuanming.

When Kutou heard this, he jumped out and slapped out with a palm. The others were overjoyed. With Kutou's support, he would definitely be able to take down Song Ming.

But at this moment, A Er's face changed drastically. It turned out that Kutou Tuo was actually calling him. Before he had time to change his move, he was beaten backwards and smashed to the ground by Kutou Tuo. He couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Master Ku, you called the wrong one!" Zhao Min shouted.

But Song Ming knew that Kutou Tuo was not wrong, and his hand was not slow, he suddenly called Lu Wanke. Lu Wanke resisted repeatedly, but he not only had to be guarded against Song Ming, but also had to be guarded against Kutou Tuo's sneak attack. Finally, the defense was lost and revealed a flaw. Song Ming hit the chest with a palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was declining.

Song Ming stepped forward, lit his acupoint, and handed it over to the Wudang disciples to take care of him.

When Kutou Tuo saw Song Ming take down the deer stick guest, he immediately put his hands in flames, put them on his chest, bowed to Song Ming, and said, "The villain Guangming right envoy Fan Yao, please see the leader." He has never spoken for more than ten years, and his tone is quite unnatural when speaking.

Zhao Min was shocked. Kutou Tuo was not a mute, but also the right envoy of the Ming Cult.

"It turns out that he was the right envoy of Fan You, who was really happy. He doesn't need to be polite to his family!" Song Ming smiled and helped Fan Yao up.

At the same time, I secretly sighed in my heart that Yang Xiao and Fan Yao were called "The Two Immortals of Xiaoyao" back then, and they were both handsome and handsome men. Fan Yao actually disabled himself so ugly. His hard work is beyond the reach of anyone.

From this we can see that the Purple-Shirt Dragon King was really harmful to people back then.

"Zhao Min, what else do you have to say now? Why don't you surrender quickly!" Song Ming looked at Zhao Min.

"If I want this princess to surrender, I dream!" Zhao Min was not the one who easily surrendered, and shouted: "Everything is given to me. I don't believe that so many of us are not able to defeat you!"

Zhao Min's subordinates drew out their swords and shouted loudly. Song Ming did not expect that Zhao Min would not give up at this time, and he was really annoyed.

Song Ming drew out the Longquan sword, and everyone could block his sword, stabbed east and west, and in the blink of an eye, four people died under Song Ming's sword.

The disciples of Wudang Sect each drew out their swords and fought with the enemy.

Zhang Sanfeng looked calm and sat high on the chair. He watched Wudang fight constantly, and the smell of blood spreading in the air was pungent.

"At that time, Guo Daxia's eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were powerful in the world, and everyone praised it. Now that my disciple has the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it can also allow the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to reappear in the world without covering the dust with unique skills." Zhang Sanfeng said in his heart.

When Guo Jing was defending Xiangyang and died in vain, the leader of the Beggars' Sect only learned the first twelve palms of the eighteen dragon subduing palms. Although they were still first-class palm techniques, they were ultimately not as good as the eighteen palms and lost a lot of ingenuity. Shi Huolong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, is just a top-notch master in the world, and is equivalent to the level of the Five Elders of Kongtong.

So today, the rebels are everywhere, and the world is in chaos and there are many beggars. However, the Beggars' Sect is still not the largest gang in the world, but just a second-rate sect in the world.

Half an hour later, there was no sound of fighting on Wudang Mountain, and Zhao Min's subordinates turned into corpses. The smell of blood in the air was extremely strong, leaving Zhao Min alone standing in the center of the Sanqing Hall. Wudang disciples surrounded Zhao Min with long swords, making it difficult for Zhao Min to fly even if she had wings.

"Zhao Min, what else do you have to say now!" Song Ming brought the Longquan sword back to the sheath, and more than a hundred people under Zhao Min died under the Longquan sword.

Zhao Min only woke up after a while, but she said stubbornly: "This princess lost tonight, but don't be proud. My father will lead thousands of troops to flatten Wudang and let Wudang Daotong be cut off."

"Hmph, the Yuan and Mongolian ruled the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years, and their luck was gone. Do you think the Mongolian spirit cavalry was still like the arrogant Mongolian spirit cavalry a hundred years ago?" Song Ming sneered: "King Ruyang is indeed a rare general, but it can't beat the number of days in the end! I will let you see with your own eyes that the Mongolians were driven out of the Central Plains by us Han people and fled into the Mongolian grassland in panic!"

Song Ming clicked Zhao Min's acupoint and gave it to Xiao Zhao, asking Xiao Zhao to take Zhao Min down.

"Master, this A San is the culprit who used Vajra fingers to crush the bones of the third senior brother." Song Ming pointed at A San who was sluggish on the ground and said.

"It turns out that it was yours. I should have thought of it long ago. Apart from Shaolin Temple, there is only the Vajra Gate of the Western Regions." Zhang Sanfeng glared at Asan, and then said to the Taoist boy: "Qingfeng, go and invite your third uncle to the top."

After a while, Yu Daying came over. After several years of recovery, Yu Daying was like an ordinary person. When he heard that Ah San was the thief who hurt him back then, even though Yu Daying had eaten vegetarian food and chanted sutras over the years, his eyes turned red. He picked up a long sword and stabbed Ah San, stabbing thirty-six swords, and then stopped.

And Ah San had already fallen to the ground, motionless, and had lost his breath of life.

"Congratulations to the third senior brother, the obsession has passed, and there is hope for enlightenment from now on!" Song Ming saw that Yu Daiyan seemed to have undergone some transformation, and his whole body was different in spirit!

Yu Daiyan's eyes were calm at this time, and he knelt on the ground with his knees, bowed to Zhang Sanfeng, and said, "Master, my disciple has been confused for twenty years and is blinded by hatred. Now the hatred has been resolved. Please ask Master to preside over the ceremony for his disciple!"
Chapter completed!