Chapter 113

As soon as song Qingshu arrived at qianqingmen, he saw the bodyguard lying on the ground, his heart sank. At this time, the sound of weapons intersecting came from his ear, and song Qingshu quickly followed the sound.

"Let's make a quick decision. The tartar emperor is right in front of us. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We should get rid of Kangxi before the imperial guards react." Chen Jialuo, the chief helmsman of the red flower club, stabbed a bodyguard in front of him with a sword and said anxiously.

This time, the red flower meeting finally sneaked into the palace, and most of the guards in the Forbidden City were sent to the former dynasty to guard against the Wulin people coming from all over the world. Chen Jialuo thought that the party would be very smooth, but he didn't expect that the guards guarding Kangxi were so difficult. He is not only good at martial arts, but also fearless of death. The party has been more than expected, Chen Jialuo heart immediately covered with a shadow.

"Emperor, if the slaves die in battle later, please condescend and surrender to the emperor. Try to communicate with these anti thieves and delay for a while. The general manager and Mr. Song should realize that they are wrong."

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian step by step back to the palace to protect Kangxi. Although they have always been the generation of people who have to take photos of their horses, at the critical moment, they also share the weight. If Kangxi has an accident, even if they escape, it is a big crime to copy their families and exterminate their families. But if Kangxi is safe, even if two people are killed on the spot, Kangxi will not treat their families badly afterwards.

Kangxi looked around, but he didn't see sunflower come out to rescue him. He was also secretly regretful and afraid. However, the imperial education he received from his childhood made him expressionless, keeping his dignity and watching the situation.

"Ah ah ~" with a scream, all the leaders of the Red Flower Club solved their opponents in front of them one after another, and forced them to Kangxi step by step. Many people could not help showing a trace of joy of success.

Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian look at each other. They are about to go forward to fight for their lives, but they don't know that their shoulders are held down by Kangxi. They look back in doubt.

I saw Kangxi stand out from the crowd and say calmly, "I know the time is coming, but I'm sorry that I don't even know where you came from."

Chen Jialuo admired the courage of the young emperor and said: "the emperor has extraordinary bearing. What he did in office can be regarded as a promising monarch. Chen has always admired him. If not for the differences between Manchu and Han, Chen would like to make friends with you. It's a pity that Zhilan is in charge and has to be eliminated. "

"As long as the people live and work in peace and contentment, what's the difference between the Manchu world and the Han world?" Kangxi asked in a deep voice.

"It's a good man to live and work in peace and contentment, Kangxi and Kangxi, to eat bran and drink thin," sneered Wen Tailai, the fourth leader. "Commander in chief, we are in danger. Don't talk to the tartar emperor. When I cut off his head, I will take him out of the palace to pay homage to the people who died miserably in the hands of Tartars." Then he rushed to Kangxi.

Seeing his ferocious appearance, Kangxi was shocked and flustered. He quickly hid behind. Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian angrily rebuked him and raised his sword to meet him.

As soon as they took a few steps, they felt a numbness in their knees and a stagger in their figure. Wen Tailai took the opportunity to split their swords with one hand, and the steel knife broke. Wen Tailai pressed his palm on their chest, and Zhang and Zhao were bleeding like a broken kite. If the steel knife hadn't solved part of their palm force, they would have won the thunder hand, I'm afraid they'll be killed immediately.

Seeing Wen Tailai approaching and facing death, Kangxi's body began to tremble involuntarily, but the emperor's dignity did not allow him to show a trace of timidity, so he had to clench his teeth and glare at each other.

Wen Tailai clenched his fists, and the sound of his joints was like a life threatening charm. Seeing the fear in Kangxi's eyes, Wen Tailai gave a grim smile: "the dog emperor, Wen will give you a ride."

Kangxi closed his eyes, but the pain in his imagination didn't come. On the contrary, he heard a cry from the opposite side. He couldn't help but open his eyes. He saw a wooden sword on the BRIC floor trembling in front of him, sending out the sound of dragon chanting.

Recognizing the wooden sword, Kangxi felt a sense of joy for the rest of his life

Song Qingshu, standing in front of Kangxi, said in a deep voice: "Song's rescue is too late. I hope the emperor will forgive me."

Kangxi is too excited to speak now. He is eager to hold him and kiss him. How can he blame him.

Looking around the field, song Qingshu said with a sneer, "Penglai faction Chen Ke, if I expect it to be right, you are the chief helmsman of Honghua club, Chen Jialuo."

"Luo Bing, Wen Tailai, what a magic boxing Malay."

"The iron sand palm twins should be the brothers of Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi in the red flower club."

"Feihemen congruence? Congyu Congyu, you are so handsome that you should be Yu Yutong, a scholar of the golden flute of the fourteenth leader. "

"There are also these, one armed Taoist priest, thousand armed Tathagata, Zhao pangzi, Zhang Tuozi... Before song, he really took a look."

Chen Jialuo came forward and said, "why do you want to be a tiger and a tartar hawk?"

Thinking of the relationship between Honghua club and Qianlong (that is, the world's Prince Hongli), song Qingshu said with a faint smile, "do you Honghua club also work for Manchu people?"

With this remark, the face of both Honghua club and Kangxi changed.

Chen Jialuo said in a deep voice: "as long as the Han people can be restored, what's wrong with the temporary compromise?"

Song Qingshu snorted: "in this case, why do you play double standards?" In the heart secretly added a: you have a plan, do not allow me to have another purpose.

"Why say so much about this kind of imperial eagle dog?" Wen Tailai was forced to retreat by his sword just now. He thought that the other side was just attacking from behind, and his heart was full of reluctance.

"You see, even if you talk too much, you don't have to rely on your fists to solve the problem in the end." Song Qingshu shrugs and shows his hand.

"Commander in chief, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We need to make a quick decision." At this time, a white and greasy young woman came forward and said.

There were blood and dead bodies all around, just like the purgatory of Shura. At this time, a charming young woman appeared, adding a touch of tenderness to the air of killing.

Song Qingshu saw that she was holding a white blade in her slim hand, like a branch of flowers. Her eyes were bright and nervous, but she looked like a cherry lip with a smile. Song Qingshu praised in her heart: what a pretty and romantic young woman.

Hearing her words, Chen Jialuo nodded and waved: "let's fight together and make a quick decision." Then he stabbed the sword first.

Zhao Banshan, a thousand armed Tathagata, the third leader of the red flower society, uses concealed weapons to cross the river and the lake. Seeing the order from the commander in chief, with a wave of his sleeve, all kinds of concealed weapons, such as locust stone, sleeve arrow, iron lotus seed, shot at Kangxi behind song Qingshu.

Before Chen Jialuo achieved great martial arts, he was always the first master of the red flower club, "Seventy two way soul chasing sword". It was as fast as a shooting star. As soon as Chen Jialuo's voice fell, the tip of his sword had reached three feet in front of Kangxi.

Wen Tailai, the fourth leader in charge of running thunder, gave a loud drink and hit Kangxi with his palm in the air. He was as powerful as running thunder.

Chang Hezhi and Chang Bozhi took the helm of Heisha, one on the left and one on the right, and cooperated with each other to attack the song Qingshu. They planned to cooperate with the chief helmsman to entangle the song Qingshu.

The rest of the red flower club are not as good at martial arts as these people. In the blink of an eye, their bodies have fallen behind the others.

After mastering the swordsmanship of the five mountains in siguoya cave, song Qingshu's swordsmanship can be said to be perfect. He benefited a lot from his two battles with the swordsman. Later, he gradually understood the meaning of the sword contained in Dugu's inscription. It can be said that song Qingshu has reached the master level only by his swordsmanship.

Although Wuchen Taoist's swordsmanship is excellent, it has not yet reached the point of returning to nature. In the eyes of song Qingshu, he blindly pursues speed, ruthlessness and accuracy, but leaves a fatal flaw.

Seeing that the point of the sword was about to hit Kangxi's throat, Taoist Wuchen was delighted, but suddenly found that he could not move forward any more. In his eyes, his sword body was firmly grasped by song Qingshu's two fingers in his left hand. In his heart, he was so shocked that he quickly picked up his lethal serial legs and tried to kick them.

But song Qingshu didn't give him this chance. He used his strength between his fingers to break Taoist Wu Chen's long sword. He shot half of the sword back at the moment when his opponent lost his center of gravity.

With a scream, Taoist Wuchen retreated wildly, and a broken sword was deeply inserted into his right shoulder. His left arm was broken, and he spent most of his time on the sword technique of his right hand. Unexpectedly, he lost his fighting power and looked into the field in horror.

Song Qingshu moves in one go. As soon as he pushes back, he holds the wooden sword on the ground in his right hand and tries his best to lift it up, pulling up several pieces of floor tiles around him.

Gold brick is a kind of high-quality paving brick made by imperial kiln with dense firing method. It is specially used for palaces and other important buildings. It is hard and has the sound of gold and stone.

With a wave of song Qingshu's wooden sword, he used soft strength to send several huge square gold bricks forward, just blocking Zhao Banshan's dense concealed weapons.

Wen Tailai was also blocked by these gold bricks, but his body was old, so he had to press his palm directly.

With a loud bang, the hard bricks were scattered by his palm force. Wen Tailai only felt his Qi and blood churning and his palms were numb and sour. Before he could breathe back, a fist went through the gravel all over the sky and quietly pressed on his left chest.

Looking at Wen Tailai's face like gold paper, he falls back in embarrassment. Song Qingshu takes back his fist regretfully. If it wasn't for Chen Jialuo and Chang brothers, Wen Tailai's life would have been killed by that big volley.

Chen Jialuo's sword was very fast. He was the farthest away, but he was only a little later than Wen Tai. Song Qingshu didn't dare to take his sword with his bare hands, but he felt sorry for his opponent. This set of sword technique is cruel, but it's too complicated.