Chapter 26: Hero Saves Beauty

  Song Qingxue used a "reversing bead curtain" move, hooking the tip of her foot on the flying eaves, her body hanging upside down, looking inward through the gap between two windows.

  In the room stood a monk in red robes, with an extremely ugly appearance. At his feet lay two girls dressed as maids, their heads twisted at strange angles to one side, clearly having been subjected to severe manual strangulation. A beautiful young girl cowered on an embroidered couch against the wall, her face pale and her body trembling with fear.

  Song Qing was furious, he had not expected that he was only late by a step, and this barbarian monk had already killed two people. He also saw the barbarian monk's eyes filled with fierce flames, his ugly face full of sinister smile, taking big strides to walk to the bedside, stretching out a pair of large hands like a fan to tear at the clothes on the woman's chest, he didn't hesitate, swung out a palm to shatter the window, and followed with his body, pouncing into the room, three green-edged swords clanking out of their scabbards behind him, transforming into a swift and fierce green light that shot towards the barbarian monk.

  Although Song Qing didn't shout a righteous declaration like "yín zéi shòu sǐ" before making his move, he instead made a swift and silent kill. However, that monk not only had exceptional martial arts skills but was also extremely cunning. As soon as the window broke, he swiftly grabbed the clothes on the chest of the girl on the bed and pulled her over to face the direction of the window.

  "What a crafty guy!" Song Qing saw that his sword, which was originally aimed at the monk's ribs, had suddenly changed direction and was now pointing at the girl's back. He cursed inwardly and flashed a cold glint in his eyes. His left hand, which wasn't holding the sword, trembled slightly, releasing a pure and unparalleled yang energy. The internal force flowed everywhere, like a soft silk ribbon, curving and bending, barely pulling the girl to the left, slipping her aside. This move was one that Song Qing had gained from his many months of practicing swordplay in the waterfall, a Wudang school sword technique called "Coiling Finger Soft Sword".

  But in this instant, the opportunity was fleeting, a master's move was made in an instant, and Song Qing lost the perfect chance to ambush Fan Seng.

  That monk, still reeling from the shock, suddenly flew into a rage and slapped Song Qing with his palm. Song Qing only felt an extremely powerful force rushing towards him.

  Without thinking much, Song Qingchu raised his hand and met the monk's palm with a slap. Then, he followed up with a pull, diverting the monk's palm force to one side, which was exactly the Wudang Mian Zhang borrowing power technique.

  Taking advantage of Fan Seng's momentary stunned state, the long sword swung out, and more than a dozen lotus-shaped sword flowers, as large as basins, shot out in a flash, enveloping Fan Seng's face, chest, and abdomen.

  That monk dodged and weaved but only managed to tilt his head, avoiding the sword light aimed at his face by Song Qingchu, but was unable to dodge the other sword lights.

  A loud "ah" cry was heard, several blood splatters flew out, Song Qing's sword light flashed across Fan Seng's chest, and although Fan Seng's head was spared, one of his ears was cut off by Song Qing.

  The pain didn't scare the monk, but instead ignited his inner savagery. He let out a low growl like a beast and shouted: "You little thief, how dare you ambush Buddha! I'll chop you into a thousand pieces, tear you apart with five horses to vent my anger!"

  While speaking, the hand that had been led astray by Song Qingchu earlier did not withdraw, but instead transformed into a finger, pointing out and piercing through the air in front, producing a series of light crackling sounds, revealing the astonishing power contained within.

  Song Qingxue was shocked and didn't dare to fight head-on with his opponent. He used the Eight Trigrams Footwork, his sword moves were light and agile, and he employed the Soft Sword Technique to attack in a smooth and natural manner. His body moved unpredictably within the fighting room, sometimes appearing in front of him, sometimes behind him. The sword light was like mercury pouring down, attacking the monk from all directions without leaving any gaps.

  That monk's martial arts were purely fierce and violent, whether it was his previous palm strength or his current finger strength, all of which were sweeping horizontally and striking vertically with great force. The power was incredibly thick and heavy, and when he moved, it brought with it a faint sound of thunder. The strong gusts of wind generated by his palm and finger strength reached several feet away, and any furniture or objects in the room that were even slightly swept by his palm or finger strength would immediately be shattered to pieces. Fortunately, the girl had already been sent far away by Song Qingxue and was now cowering in the corner of the wall, not daring to move, thus avoiding being affected by the disaster.

  Both of them had the intention to kill, each using their lifelong ultimate skills to fight fiercely. The commotion upstairs had already startled the entire mansion, and soon the sounds of people shouting and dogs barking from all directions grew louder and closer, until they reached the bottom of the building.

  Fan Monk's kung fu was more powerful than Song Qing Shu, but Song Qing Shu's lightness and swordsmanship were able to counter Fan Monk's moves, and for a time, Fan Monk couldn't take down Song Qing Shu.

  The monk's martial arts were fierce, but the moves he made were extremely exhausting. After a long battle, he was gradually unable to hold on. Originally, his strength was only slightly better than Song Qing's, and earlier, Song Qing had stabbed him in the chest as soon as they started fighting. Although he used internal energy to seal the acupuncture points and stop the bleeding, he was still injured, and could only exert eight or nine out of ten of his martial arts skills.

  Although so, Song Qingchu did not have a quick success, but instead took it step by step, steady and steady, and applied the Quan Zhi Rou Jian Fa with precision, no matter how crazy the monk's attack was like a stormy rain, he couldn't escape.

  The monk became more and more urgent, looking around the room's layout, thinking about how to escape. Unfortunately, in a battle between masters, victory or defeat is decided in just one move.

  Song Qing saw the barbarian monk's power was exhausted and clumsy, yet he still dared to divide his attention elsewhere. This truly is 'Old Shou Xing hanging himself - seeking death'. A killing intent surged in his eyes. Taking advantage of the barbarian monk's distraction, he seized an opening and swiftly swung out three Qingfeng swords, only to see a flash of cold light.

  "Damn it!" The moment this thought flashed through Fan Seng's mind, a green light flashed before his eyes, and he felt a chill in his throat. He was dead instantly.

  Song Qingxue's sword technique, "Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves", was another gain from his training in the waterfall. Every day, he would thrust his sword thousands of times in the water, and after a long time, he finally grasped this ultimate move. As for why Song Qingxue didn't use Wudang Sect's martial arts, it was because most of Wudang Sect's martial arts didn't have such a one-hit kill technique, whether it was the basic Wudang sword technique, the Soft Cloud Sword Technique, or even the advanced Divine Gate Thirteen Swords.

  The Wudang Sect's martial arts emphasize defense, counterattacking after being attacked. Even the later Taiji Sword is like this. Therefore, in order to achieve a one-hit kill effect, Song Qingchu displayed a move he had comprehended while practicing swordplay in water, and it did not disappoint him.

  After killing his opponent, Song Qingxue sheathed his sword and slowly adjusted his breath. When the internal force that had been greatly consumed was slightly recovered, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from the stairs outside the door. He didn't want to see anyone, so he grabbed the corpse of the monk and flew out of the window, jumping a few times before leaving the house.